Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 749

This not only surprised Lu Jiaxuan.

This guy is too good at drinking, right?

After being surprised, a thought came to Lu Jiaxuan's mind - to see how much Zhao Yifan can drink.

On the wine table, this kind of thing actually doesn't need to be said explicitly in many cases. It only needs a look and a movement, and everyone can understand it.

Because at the wine table, once someone is particularly able to drink and has a lot of alcohol, basically everyone can't help but be curious, wanting to see how much alcohol this person has.

"Am I overthinking?"

Zhao Yifan had already seen Lu Jiaxuan's intentions, and said with a smile: "You all come to toast me separately, are you trying to get me drunk? Can't I even see this?"

"Haha, Teacher Zhao, I don't want to get you drunk."

Zhang Yi put his arms around Zhao Yifan's shoulders, and said with a giggle, "I just want to see how much you drink."

Zhao Yifan said casually, "Then you probably won't be able to see it."

"Oh?"

Zhang Yi was taken aback, "What do you mean?" Immediately, he came to his senses and said, "You mean the wine on the table is not enough for you?"

Zhao Yifan glanced at them. There were ten people on this table, five bottles of liquor were placed, and three bottles had been drunk so far. He hummed and said flatly, "It's about the same."

"What international joke?"

Feng Bo was already a little drunk. Hearing Zhao Yifan's words, his eyes widened in surprise, and he said vaguely with his tongue out, "Mr. Zhao, after you drink these two bottles of liquor, you still aren't drunk?"

"boast!"

Han Jia looked at Zhao Yifan in disbelief, and said, "Mr. Zhao, I think you've already drunk too much. Otherwise, how could you say such big words? This is white wine, not plain water! If you drink another bottle If you are not drunk with liquor, I will write the Korean characters backwards!"

"that is!"

One of Xu Jing's friends became more courageous after drinking a little wine. She looked at Zhao Yifan with a smile and said, "Mr. How are you, friend?"

"Yeah!"

When Zhang Yi heard this, he immediately booed and said with a smile, the table was full of people of almost the same age, they were all young people, it was normal to make a joke or something.

Before Zhao Yifan could speak, Lu Jiaxuan laughed, and said to the girl who joked that she wanted to be Zhao Yifan's girlfriend: "If you are Mr. Zhao's girlfriend, you probably won't be able to get in the queue. To tell you the truth, Mr. Zhao's There are many girlfriends."

"Yes."

Feng Bo nodded and said with his tongue out, "I can prove this."

The girl was a little surprised, she glanced at Zhao Yifan, and immediately said with a giggle: "It's okay, as long as Teacher Zhao can drink it, I believe he won't mind having another one."

"Don't, don't."

Zhao Yifan waved his hand and said with a smile, "Actually, I don't mind."

Everyone burst into laughter, and the girl didn't get angry or annoyed. She said with a smile, "Well, it seems that Teacher Zhao doesn't like me. It's really embarrassing for me to recommend myself."

"No."

Zhao Yifan smiled and said, "It's because I don't think it's good enough, it's just you."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense."

Zhang Yi put a bottle of white wine in front of Zhao Yifan, and said, "Mr. Zhao, if you are still not drunk after drinking this bottle of white wine, I will call you Brother Zhao from now on! How about it?"

"Haha, just kidding."

Zhao Yifan waved his hand and said, "Actually, I'm already drunk now."

"look."

Han Jia smiled triumphantly after hearing the words: "I just said that Teacher Zhao must be drunk and talking nonsense!"

Zhao Yifan said with a smile, "That's right, I drank too much, so I said it without thinking." In fact, as a practitioner, let alone these two bottles of liquor, even if it was another twenty bottles, Zhao Yifan would not be satisfied. As far as it is concerned, it is of no use at all.

After the alcohol in the wine entered Zhao Yifan's body, he immediately dissolved it.

It's the same as drinking plain water, there is no difference.

Afterwards, everyone was joking around again, and they ate their meal until after ten o'clock in the evening, and everyone left the venue with more than enough to say.

"……Zhao!"

After leaving the hotel, Zhang Yi came to Zhao Yifan's side, lightly thumped him on the shoulder, and said seriously: "Tonight, I really thank you. Also, your gift is so timely!" He It is the provincial agent qualification of whitening mask.

"Hehe, Teacher Zhang, you are too polite."

Zhao Yifan smiled and said: "A colleague, if I can help with some things, I will definitely not sit idly by."

"Zhao."

Zhang Yi said seriously: "Thank you. I won't say too much. It's too hypocritical. If there is anything that needs my help in the future, just speak up."

"Oh, I see."

Zhao Yifan smiled, and after waving goodbye to everyone, Zhao Yifan walked back slowly on the street alone.

In Qingzhou City in March, at night, the temperature is around zero, and most of the pedestrians on the street are tightly wrapped in clothes and walking in a hurry.

Zhao Yifan suddenly realized that it seemed that it had been a long time since he was not so leisurely and carefree, wandering the streets without thinking about anything.

He stopped in his tracks and carefully checked the expressions of every passerby. He didn't think about anything and just watched like this.

Today's night sky was pitch black with thick clouds floating in the sky. Suddenly, Zhao Yifan's heart moved and he raised his head, only to see a small snowflake slowly falling from the sky.

Immediately afterwards, countless snowflakes fell from the sky one by one, fell to the ground, and instantly turned into water droplets.

"Auspicious snow heralds a prosperous year."

This sentence flashed in Zhao Yifan's mind. Qingzhou City is located in the south of the Yangtze River, and the climate is pleasant. Even in winter, it is rare to see snow. Now after the Spring Festival, in the weather of Lichun, it is really rare for such a sudden snowfall.

The snowflakes were falling faster and faster, and there was a thin layer of white snow on the ground. Zhao Yifan walked slowly among the snowflakes flying all over the sky. Every snowflake seemed to know him. , it will actively float to the side.

So although the snow was getting bigger and bigger, there was not a single snowflake on Zhao Yifan's body.

No one noticed this scene.

Zhao Yifan seemed to be walking aimlessly in the snow, but in fact, the fluttering snowflakes flying all over the sky made him realize something.

Because from the seemingly irregular snowflakes flying all over the sky, Zhao Yifan noticed something that he had never noticed before.

Every snowflake turned out to be a hexagon, but no matter how it changed, it still showed a hexagonal shape, and each snowflake was different.

"...There are five more flowers of plants and trees, and six flowers of Duxue..."

Thinking of this sentence, Zhao Yifan couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional about how carefully the old people observed things.

Snowflakes are flying all over the sky, one after another, the white snowflakes and the pitch-black night, reflecting each other, makes Zhao Yifan fascinated by watching, and releases his divine thoughts, trying to integrate himself into the snowflakes, feeling the snowflakes falling from the sky, falling Into the feeling of the ground.

At this moment, Zhao Yifan seemed to be transformed into thousands of snowflakes. Standing on the empty street, his figure was slightly distorted from a distance, and seemed to be shaking with the snowflakes.

This is a very strange feeling.

Snowflakes fell on the trees on both sides of the street and turned into water droplets. Zhao Yifan's spiritual sense could feel that the trees that hadn't sprouted were trying to absorb these water droplets, store them in the trunks, accumulate energy, and silently waited for the opportunity.

In this snowy night, the surroundings are silent, as if the world has fallen into a deep sleep, only countless snowflakes are falling, and time seems to have stopped freezing.

suddenly.

Zhao Yifan's body moved.

In the last second, he was still standing on the other side of the street, but Zhao Yifan's body moved slightly, as if distorted in place, and the whole person disappeared instantly out of thin air.

In the next moment, snowflakes suddenly fluttered violently in midair, and Zhao Yifan's body appeared in the air like a ghost.

Immediately, Zhao Yifan opened his eyes and looked at the sky above his head, and then, his body split open suddenly.

It was like snowflakes dancing all over the sky, turning into countless powders invisible to the naked eye.

Less than a second later, something seemed to appear in the void tens of meters away, sending snowflakes flying aside.

Zhao Yifan seemed to emerge from the void.

"...Yes, that's the feeling..."

Zhao Yifan's body kept breaking apart in the void, and appeared in the void again and again.

"...This is the 'body transforms all things, all things incarnate' in the meditation method of the Great Happiness and Freedom!"

As Zhao Yifan's divine thoughts continued to extend into the distance, his body also continued to break apart and gather together. As his speed became faster and more familiar, a series of phantoms began to appear in the sky.

Seven or eight figures of Zhao Yifan kept appearing, fracturing, and cohesive, like phantoms one by one. In the end, Zhao Yifan's speed became faster and faster, and after appearing tens of meters away in one breath, ten people appeared behind him. Several Zhao Yifans!
But then.

The dozen or so Zhao Yifans quietly disappeared into the air like a bubble bursting.

At last.

Zhao Yifan's body appeared out of thin air at the end of the street, and he stood there quietly, as if he had been standing there all this time without moving.

"……I understand……"

Zhao Yifan's eyes narrowed slowly, a gleam of light flashed through his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "The body transforms into everything, so everything incarnates like this..." With a heartbeat, his body appeared more than ten meters away, and in the next second, Zhao Yifan disappeared from the spot again.

(End of this chapter)