Peerless God of Cultivation

364 Killing Enemy [II]

After shouting for a long time, there was no response. Chen Han sat on the ground with a wry smile: “Grandma, this guy is practicing desperately. God knows when he will wake up again.”

“Come!”

Duanmu Yunhai took out two bottles of white wine and handed one to Chen Han, he laughed and said, “It’s useless to be anxious, you and my brothers have been cultivating separately for decades, and we don’t have a chance to get together, so we should take this rare opportunity to have a good drink.” A glass.”

Staring blankly at his eldest brother, Chen Han unscrewed the bottle cap and poured the whole bottle of white wine into his stomach. He took some white jade from the storage ring and made a jar that could hold five catties of white wine.

Duanmu Yunhai, who took the wine jar casually, sank his right hand and said in shock, “It’s so heavy! I thought it was up to ten catties, what kind of wine is in it?”

“Each altar weighs a thousand catties, and there are only a hundred altars in the Forbidden Immortal Zhenlong Pagoda. It is brewed with dozens of rare and exotic fruits. Cultivators below the stage of cultivation have somewhat the effect of assisting improvement.”

“Dry!”

“Dry!”

The two brothers slapped the ordinary restraint on the wine jar, opened their bellies to the mouth of the jar and drank heavily.

.....

The wine entered the stomach and immediately turned into extremely pure spiritual power, which spread along the stomach to the limbs and bones. With Duanmu Yunhai’s initial cultivation, Yuanshen actually produced the feeling of drunkenness of ordinary people. He didn’t want to take a sip and collapse immediately, so he stopped and took a sip, so he didn’t make a fool of himself on the spot.

On the other hand, Chen Han is much better than him. The Baiguo Drunken Immortal Dew, which can make a cultivator below the heavenly level drunk, has almost no effect on his incomparably powerful body.

Although the strength of alcohol will also affect the primordial spirit, the strength of his primordial spirit in the early stage of the tribulation is stronger than that of ordinary cultivators in the middle stage of the tribulation, and at least three or two hundred catties of fine wine cannot pour him down.

One of the two brothers drank to their heart’s content, while the other drank lightly. After all, there was a gap in cultivation, so Chen Han naturally didn’t intend to let his elder brother drink as much as he did.

In the end, the two drank and chatted for an unknown amount of time, and Duanmu Yunhai was sweating all over his body and his skin was slightly red.

Having only drank less than five catties of fine wine, he simply sealed the wine jar, sat cross-legged on the ground and began to refine the pure spiritual power in the wine, Chen Han drank nearly a hundred catties of fine wine, and was 30% drunk.

Seeing that his brother was already too strong to drink, he took a few sips without a sip, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he muttered to himself: “Dad, Mom, did you see? Our brothers are together, and I will return to the family. Now, the Duanmu family has risen, your enmity... I will not take any time to get it back with my own hands, and then you can rest in peace, and I will use the blood of the enemy family to pay homage to you!”

On the other side, many people gradually woke up from their cultivation, and some brothers who were close to Chen Han also came over with playful faces.

“Brother Chen, this wine seems to be pretty good, hehe...” Dong Qianzhong smiled very lewdly.

“If you want to drink, just say no, why are your brothers so polite?”

It was Xiang Lang who spoke, and he directly picked up the wine jar in front of Duanmu Yunhai and drank it vigorously, at least ten catties of fine wine went down in a blink of an eye.

Thump!

He is still at the initial stage of fusion now, Duanmu Yunhai drank slowly for a long time before killing five catties, and after drinking ten catties of fine wine in one breath, he fell drunk on the ground on the spot.

Chen Han smiled and waved his hands to the stunned crowd, he said with a smile: “It’s okay, it’s true that if you drink too much of this mincemeat drunk fairy dew, it’s true, but nothing will happen if the wine is mild, at most it’s just a matter of drinking it.” How much did you drink, and you will be drunk for three to five days to thirty or fifty years, everyone continue to drink!”

Thirty or fifty years?

Lei Ze, who was about to rush up and pick up the wine jar to drink, immediately obediently took out a bunch of wine glasses, poured the wine into them and quickly filled them up.

First of all, he handed one of the cups respectfully to his grandfather Emperor Lulongka, and then he laughed and said: “Xiang Lang is also in the stage of body integration, so he is so drunk after drinking so much, it’s better not to be impulsive.”

After all, there are many masters who have surpassed the fusion stage, and some of them even have transcended the catastrophe stage. As more and more people joined in, the five altars with a total of 5,000 catties of precious Baiguo Drunk Immortal Lotion were wiped out.

Anyway, this thing is just a little helpful for cultivation, but it is still trying to get drunk in essence, not to mention that there are all the best brothers and elders present, Chen Han is not stingy. He took as much as everyone could drink, and finally a large piece fell on the ground in a mess, and he himself was on the verge of dying.

“Damn it! I’m cultivating hard, and you don’t say a word when you drink?” Xiaodao’s voice floated in the void.

The Forbidden Immortal Zhenlong Pagoda was separated from the Primordial Spirit, and at the same time as the pagoda door opened, Chen Han shook his bewildered head and rushed out.

Throwing a jug of fine wine to Xiaodao casually, he appeared next to Duanmu Ting who was cultivating quietly.

The majestic power of the primordial spirit penetrated into his sea of ??consciousness to help him stabilize the primordial spirit, avoiding the danger of going mad, and forcibly awakened grandpa from submerged cultivation. Before Duanmu Ting became sullen and reluctant to scold his grandson, showing an angry and helpless expression, Chen Han quickly asked, “Grandpa, do you know who killed Mom and Dad?”

“How do you know?”

Duanmu Ting couldn’t help being startled at first, but quickly reacted, nodded and said: “I was afraid of your impulsiveness before and dared not say it, it seems that you have already guessed it, and now there is nothing to hide, the other party is Yan Huang’s strongest third Ling Yuzong among the great cultivators. But it should not be Jinglongzi’s instruction, after all, before those people came to the secular world, they knew the secular world as it was five hundred years ago, and it is impossible to know Rui’er’s existence.”