Xuanxia

Chapter 354 Another cool autumn
"What? This peerless elixir actually has the effect of widening the meridians?!"

Fu Qingzhou's head was buzzing as he listened to Zhuang Zhenglin's story.

They are currently drinking in Baihua Tower.

It is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is bright in the sky, the autumn wind is gradually getting bleak, the leaves of the trees on the streets are turning yellow, and when the breeze blows, the leaves fly like snow and fall one after another.

But in this restaurant, it was hot as if it was midsummer!
The heroes of the martial arts world were all drunk until their faces were red and their chests were bare. The heroines naturally did not dare to be so bold, but they also drank until their long hair was loose and their sleeves were rolled up. Their cheeks were flushed and their bodies were covered with sweat, which made those single men distracted.

As for who sat at which table… it was already a mess, and after drinking so much, there were no fixed seats. Everyone in the room was toasting.

Beside Fu Qingzhou, Zhuang Zhenglin drank until his eyes were misty. He laughed and said, "Yes, yes, it widens the meridians! Master Wu spent a lot of effort to make this elixir!"

The people sitting at their table were all envious when they heard this: "Master Wu is indeed the most powerful alchemist in the world!"

"The meridians are innate. How many people's life bottlenecks are stuck in the meridians... Young Master Fu, you are already so powerful. With this elixir, your future is limitless!"

"God, if I had a pill like this, it would be worth it even if I threw my entire family and life into it!"

"Come on, with your character, ten of your lives and possessions are not worth this one pill!"

There was laughter all around the table.

Now that the Northern Barbarians' conspiracy has been debunked, the rumor about the so-called immortality elixir has naturally also been dispelled. During the past month of recuperation, almost everyone knew about this matter - of course, compared to expelling the Northern Barbarians' great shaman and capturing the Northern Barbarians' little prince, this was just an insignificant little matter.

Fu Qingzhou accepted everyone's toasts and drank cup after cup of liquor, feeling helpless.

Although, he didn't care much about this peerless elixir, but since it was handed to him, he couldn't help but hope that it was a good thing that could help him, right?
Result, widen the meridians?
Do I need to widen it?
Because the expansion was too wide, he almost couldn’t break through the six realms!
If I continue to expand, I don’t know what problems will arise in my future practice…

Well, keep it. Tang Jiao or someone else may need it in the future. Just give it away.

At this moment, a burst of loud cheers suddenly came from not far away. The cheers were louder and louder, shaking the beams so much that dust fell off.

Fu Qingzhou turned his head and looked, his eyes almost popped out.

It turned out to be Qiu Chan and Tang Jiao, having a drinking contest with others? !

Tang Jiao was better off, at least she was sitting, but Qiu Chan had one foot on the table. Both of them were holding jars of wine in their hands and drinking!
Opposite them were four or five big men, all of whom were drinking madly from jars of wine, looking somewhat embarrassed.

A large group of gangsters surrounded them, waving their arms and cheering to encourage them, but they didn't know whether the people they were cheering for were the two little girls or the big men.

Fu Qingzhou was completely confused. Qiu Chan was fine, but when did Tang Jiao become so drinkable?

He squeezed through the crowd and grabbed someone at random: "Brother, what's going on?"

The man didn't even look at him, and didn't notice that the man next to him was today's leader Qianlong. His eyes were fixed on Tang Jiao and Qiu Chan, and he responded casually, "Oh, you don't understand, these two female heroes are so powerful!"

"Did you see the one sitting there? She's also one of the 100 heroes. She seems to be Fu Qingzhou's junior sister. Her name is Tang something..."

Fu Qingzhou said expressionlessly: "Tang Jiao."

The man said without turning his head: "Ah, yes, yes, Tang Jiao! The other one is even more powerful, she is from Ziqi Xianfeng Temple! Although she didn't make it into the top ten, she is also a strong person who defeated the mechanical man! And she is in the fifth realm! Her name is Qiu Chan!"

Fu Qingzhou: "Yeah, that's amazing, so why are they drinking with others here?"

"Oh, is there any need to explain this? Those guys just want to pick them up!"

The man laughed and said, "I saw it all. The two of them were whispering in the corner, and those guys went over to chat them up. I don't know how the conversation turned into a drinking contest."

Just as he finished speaking, someone else interrupted him, "What? If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. I was sitting at the same table with them just now and heard it clearly. Tang Jiao asked Qiu Chan to stop pestering her senior brother Fu Qingzhou and asked her to find another man. Qiu Chan then said, how many people in the martial arts world are stronger than Fu Qingzhou? Not to mention fighting, they all act like sissies when drinking..."

"The brothers sitting next to them were naturally dissatisfied and started to quarrel. They said that although they were definitely no match for Fu in a fight, they could definitely drink. As they quarreled, Qiu Chan started to fight with them. Tang Jiao saw that they were dissatisfied with her own senior brother in their words and even came to the table. It turned out to be like this..."

After he finished speaking, the man who had spoken earlier teased, "Really? Then you were also at the same table with them, so why didn't you feel dissatisfied and join them in the drinking contest?"

"I?"

The man behind him suddenly winked and inadvertently pinched an orchid with his fingers: "Brother, do you really want to know?"

Fu Qingzhou and the man shuddered together.

The drinking contest between the female heroes was a beautiful sight, and soon more and more people came to watch the fun.

Soon, the first big man who could not hold on and fell off the stool holding the jar of wine appeared at the table, which caused a burst of laughter.

This boosted Qiu Chan's morale greatly. She laughed loudly, smashed the empty wine jar in her hand to the ground, reached out and picked up another jar: "You can't drink even faster than me. If you are like this, you should go home and feed your children!" There was a burst of laughter and cheers all around. Among the men who were competing with them in drinking, one was obviously impatient. He drank too much at once and vomited immediately.

The other side was missing a powerful general, and Tang Jiao finished drinking the wine in the jar and placed the jar heavily on the table.

She was obviously less alcoholic than Qiu Chan. After finishing the jar of wine, her face turned red. But when she turned her head and saw Qiu Chan holding the jar of wine and drinking it, she gritted her teeth and picked up another jar beside her.

Fu Qingzhou smiled and slowly walked out of the crowd.

We are all practitioners, there is nothing wrong with drinking a little wine, and it is okay to get drunk. With every breath we take, we have our own martial arts acupoints to communicate with the spirits of heaven and earth and repair our bodies. It's rare that Tang Jiao and the others are in such high spirits, so let them have fun.

He slowly walked through the crowd, meeting one familiar face after another.

Wu Changfeng, who had lost in the arena, really found Kua Ye to have a drinking contest, but the disciples of Wan Du Mountain had such a high resistance to poison, how could they be paralyzed by a little alcohol? When Kua Ye saw Fu Qingzhou walking by, he grinned and nodded at him, but Wu Changfeng on the side had fallen on the table, yelling something.

He also saw Murong Xuan - no man dared to drink with her, but a few female heroes surrounded her, looking quite admiring, chattering and surrounding her. She rarely showed a little helplessness, while her younger brother Murong Yu had been pushed aside a long time ago and fell asleep on a long bench because of drunkenness.

Zhao Hao wandered around the restaurant, accompanied by four bright and beautiful women. They held the jars and poured wine for him. When Zhao Hao arrived at a table, they followed the process of pouring wine, toasting, chatting and laughing. It seemed that he was making friends with heroes everywhere. However, when he left the table, he couldn't help but reach out to touch and kiss the beauties beside him...

And Yang Liuqing... He was mixed in with a group of women, with Qu Yi sitting in the middle. Both of them had red faces and were very reserved. On the contrary, the women at that table kept teasing and making noises. Not far away, at another table, Xiong Shao, who was tied with many bandages and had lost weight, was clinking glasses with others while secretly looking at his apprentice with a smile on his face.

Senior Zuo's nephew, whose name was Lin Qu, was sitting at a table with several young heroes who specialized in magic. He saw Fu Qingzhou as he passed by, raised his hand and wanted to come over to say hello, but was pulled back by the people at the same table. He could only smile helplessly.

He also saw Jiang Baichuan... The judges were not all sitting at the same table. He sat with some Wulin League disciples and was actually lecturing them with some dignity. Those drunken disciples were clearly not in their right minds, but they still pretended to be listening carefully.

As he walked, Fu Qingzhou came to the terrace of the small building alone.

The room was filled with the smell of alcohol and was a little stuffy, so he wanted to take a breath of fresh air.

As he walked out of the house, the cool breeze blew towards him and lifted the corners of his clothes. The wine met the cold wind and he felt drunk. Fu Qingzhou, who had been sober, suddenly felt a little tipsy.

"Hey, kid, don't get too drunk."

The smoker said leisurely in his mind, "Be careful not to pawn me off as a treasure again."

Fu Qingzhou laughed: "Don't worry, it's not my treat today, so it's not my turn to pay."

"Now that we're done with this, it's time to go to the capital, right?" The smoker said lazily, "You have a lot to do."

Fu Qingzhou patted the railing and smiled slightly.

Indeed... there are many things to do.

Ning Baimei had agreed to let them investigate the case of Tang Jiao's father. This time when they went to Beijing, they had to go through the case from beginning to end.

Jinchan Temple is also in the capital. I have to go find Yuan Zhen and tell him about the search for Li Qing. At the same time, this is also an opportunity to test Yuan Zhen and judge his position... After all, I still can't completely trust these monks.

Of course, during this process, he also had to find a way to crack the iron box obtained from the Fanyin Temple... Jiang Baichuan had already returned that thing to him, so he had to find a way to bring it to the capital without making a fuss.

Besides, his good brother Yue Heng, whom he had only met twice, should be in Beijing by now, right? He had to meet him and have a few drinks.

Well... of course, I have to meet that swordsman. Although I have no worries about my identity and origin after chatting with the Smoker, if he is willing to reveal some information or clues, it will at least satisfy my curiosity.

Oh my, there are so many things to do.

Fu Qingzhou pulled his loose clothes together and looked toward the brightly lit Luoyi City.

There was a bright white full moon in the sky, and the moonlight was shining. The whole city was like a huge braised fish. The long street in the city was the fish's spine. The houses on both sides of the long street were like pieces of shining fish scales, and the lights and people dotted on them were like chopped peppers, Sichuan peppercorns, and salt grains falling on the fish's back...

"Ah, it seems that you didn't eat enough, but drank too much wine."

Fu Qingzhou shook his head and turned around, only to find that several waiters were carrying plates of steaming braised fish and were moving around the table, placing them on the tables skillfully. The aroma overwhelmed the scent of the wine, filling the whole room and even the terrace with the fragrance of fish.

This braised fish seemed to be the signature dish of Baihualou. As soon as it was served on the table, everyone's mouths were watered. For a moment, they stopped drinking and picked up their chopsticks to pick up the fish.

In order to grab the fattest and most beautiful meat, the people in the building used countless exquisite sword techniques, knife techniques, staff techniques and body techniques...

"Don't eat it all! Leave some for me!"

He waved his hand, laughed loudly, turned around and walked into the house.

(End of Volume 3)
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