Plane Copy Master

Wu Yan's palm was behind his back, obviously empty-handed, but every time he held it in front of him, there was something.

It's hard to imagine that Wu Yan's hands are obviously empty, and there is no place to put things all over his body, but with so many things, he took them out like a magic trick.

"Hey, surnamed Wu, do you use spells to change these things?".

After watching it several times in a row, but still didn't understand how Wu Yan's stuff came out, Lin Yueru couldn't help the curiosity in her heart, and asked.

"Yes, master, cousin Yueru and I clearly saw that your hands are empty, where did you get these things from?" Liu Jinyuan imitated Wu Yan's appearance and took a sip from the goblet After the red wine, he asked.

"Who said I didn't bring anything? The food and clothing I brought is enough for me to use for a year, but I have a trick, um, spell, Nasumi Yu mustard, you should have heard of it?" .

To Liu Jinyuan and Lin Yueru's question, Wu Yan replied that they couldn't understand magic, and it was more appropriate to explain it with magic.

"Nasumi Yu Jiezi? Didn't expect you, master, to have such a legendary spell?" Hearing this, Liu Jinyuan said in surprise, and at the same time suddenly realized.

No wonder the master didn't bring anything, but there are all kinds of things.

"Nasumi Yu Jiezi? What does this mean?" Lin Yueru, who was next to him, asked with a look of complete incomprehension.

If it is said that Liu Jinyuan has read a lot of books since he was a child, then Lin Yueru has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he really doesn't understand these literary things.

Seeing that she didn't understand, Liu Jinyuan explained the meaning of this sentence to Lin Yueru, that is, it is said that a Mount Sumeru can be stored in a small mustard seed.

"It turns out that you still have such spells, then you have been watching me and my cousin carrying a big package to death and not helping..." After understanding it, Lin Yueru shouted at Wu Yan.

"Well, now I'm holding my food and drinking my fine wine, but still scolding me..." Regarding Lin Yueru's words, Wu Yan rolled his eyes at her and said angrily.

"But..." Wu Yan's words made Lin Yueru very annoyed, feeling that he was just carrying things to death, and he was completely watching a play from the sidelines.

"Hahaha, there is wine here..." However, Lin Yueru just wanted to speak, but before she could speak, suddenly, a burst of long laughter rang out.

Immediately, a figure descended from the sky, and after holding a sword formula with both hands, a huge wine gourd shrank rapidly with his spell, and then hung on his waist.

Looking at the man who fell from the sky, about 50 or [-] years old, he gave off a slovenly look, with a long sword on his back and a wine gourd hanging from his waist. His expression was a little drunk, but it made people feel To bohemian, unrestrained chic.

"Hehehe, what a wine glass, what a beautiful wine..." After falling down, the man's gaze was attracted by the red wine in Wu Yan's goblet like a magnet, his eyes lit up, and he said in admiration.

While speaking, he directly grabbed the wine glass in Wu Yan's hand.

"A swordsman who is addicted to alcohol?" Looking at this man who fell from the sky, Wu Yan's heart skipped a beat.

Looking at the palm that was grabbing towards his wine glass, Wu Yan's hand holding the wine glass shrank slightly, just in time for the other party to grab it empty.

"Huh? You kid has some tricks."

Although it was just a random shot, but he was able to dodge it, the drunk man let out a little gasp and said in surprise.

"Are you the Taoist priest Mo Yixi?" Wu Yan asked after carefully looking up and down at the man in front of him.

"Huh? You little doll actually recognize me?" Hearing Wu Yan's words, the man said in surprise.

"Sure enough, it's him, Jiujianxian!" Hearing the man's confession, Wu Yan's conjecture was confirmed, and he murmured inwardly.

Unexpectedly, by chance and coincidence, they would meet Jiu Jianxian descending from the sky.

"Hey, boy, since you know me, you know that I have good wine in my life. It just so happens that I have finished drinking all the good wine in my gourd, and I smell your wine and come down. How about giving up a little?", shaking his waist The wine gourd was already empty, and Jiu Jianxian stared at the fine wine in Wu Yan's cup with bright eyes.

Wu Yan thought about what is the purpose of contacting Li Xiaoyao and the others?Of course, I want to use Li Xiaoyao as a bridge to get in touch with Shushan more, to see what the sword cultivators in Shushan are like, and what it's like to enter the Tao with a sword.

Now, since he met Jiu Jianxian, Wu Yan of course wants to establish a good relationship with him.

"Meeting is fate. Since Daoist Mo wants to drink, Wu will not be stingy. Please..." Pointing to the half bottle of red wine on the tablecloth, Wu Yan invited.

"Okay, refreshing!", Hearing that Wu Yan was willing to buy himself a drink, Jiu Jianxian laughed and said.

While speaking, he was not polite, and reached out to grab the remaining half bottle of red wine and took a sip.

"This wine is more than sweet, but it doesn't taste much. It's a bit like the wine that women drink." After smacking his mouth a few times, Jiu Jianxian shook his head in disappointment.

"Mo Daochang wants strong wine? I have it here too!" Seeing Jiu Jianxian doesn't like low-alcohol red wine very much, Wu Yan smiled slightly, and took out a bottle of white wine from his hand.

Liquor produced in modern society has an alcohol concentration of around 50 degrees, which is naturally strong liquor compared to the liquor in the ancient plane.

"You boy, the wine bottle is beautifully made, but I don't know how the wine tastes inside." He stretched out his hand to take the bottle of white wine, and the wine sword fairy scratched it lightly, and the neck of the bottle was cut off, smooth Like a mirror.

Then Jiu Jianxian looked very bold again, just grunting to his mouth.

Chapter 173: Drunk (fourth update)

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Seeing Jiu Jianxian boldly blowing the 50-degree baijiu at the bottle, Wu Yan hurriedly opened his mouth to stop him, but it was too late.

Is Jiu Jianxian good at drinking?There is no doubt about that, but no matter how good his drinking capacity is, it is also limited by environmental factors.

The wine in this ancient plane is usually brewed by local methods, and the alcohol content is not high, and it is not much better than my own 12-degree red wine.

Tasting modern 50-degree liquor suddenly, of course you should drink it in small sips.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Sure enough, after taking a gulp of white wine, Jiu Jianxian felt that what he drank was not wine at all, as if he drank a mouthful of lava, his face turned red, and he coughed violently a few times, but he died. He kept his mouth shut, refusing to spill a drop of wine from his mouth.

This wine was too strong, even beyond the imagination of Jiu Jianxian. He was reluctant to waste a single drop of this kind of wine.

"What kind of wine is this? Is it necessary to be so exaggerated?" Liu Jinyuan and Lin Yueru beside him looked at Jiu Jianxian suspiciously.

Dora Feng when he just came out?After taking a sip of the red wine, she dismissed it as a woman's drink, but now she almost choked to death with a sip of wine?

Is the wine really very strong?Or is this guy's appearance as an expert in the wine country just a paper tiger?

Regardless of the thoughts of Liu Jinyuan and the others next to him, after a long time, Jiu Jianxian finally calmed down his anger, looked at the wine in his hand, his face was surprised and happy, and said: "I have been here for decades. , Traveling all over the country, I have tasted all kinds of fine wines, but this is the first time I have tasted such a strong wine, it is simply the best in the world!".

"Awesome..." Wu Yan's face darkened a little for Jiu Jianxian's praise.

A bottle of wine is packed in a catty, and the wine sword fairy just took a sip, almost one-third less, this is the first time I have seen people who drink like this.

"Master Mo, as long as you like it..." The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and Wu Yan answered.

"Wine is a song, how is life, hahaha, it's really a pleasure to have such a peerless wine today..." He sat down on his buttocks, and the wine sword fairy looked very contented.

A sip of good wine, a sip of roast chicken, it looks like a hearty meal.

Of course, after tasting the power of this baijiu, the Jiujian Immortal did not dare to gulp down it anymore.

Lin Yueru, who was next to him, looked at the wine sword fairy drinking and eating meat, and felt a little vulgar, so she moved to the side.