1064: C1064 Big Wine Jar

C1064 Big Wine Jar

0But no matter how many versions there are, no one will believe the last one.

The reason was very simple, even if the number one in the world on the island was a woman... However, she had already dominated the number one in the world for 50 years. Even if he was 20 years old, he would still be invincible under the heavens. Up until now, she had to be a 70-year-old old lady. She definitely had nothing to do with the beautiful woman.

Furthermore, Monk Wen Zui looked fat like a pig. He was always slovenly and reeking of alcohol. Who the f * ck would create love sparks with him?

In any case, it was not important whether this version was reasonable or not, but it was the most widely circulated version, and it was also the one that everyone loved to talk about the most.

It did not matter whether it was real or not. As long as it sounded interesting, it was fine. It was just a story. There was no need to take it seriously.

As for whether or not Monk Drunken Wine himself knew about these versions, no one knew.

And he himself wouldn't care about these things. Ever since he saw the incredible scene of the Giant Swordsman trampling on the waves and slaying the flood dragon on the shore, Monk Wen Zui had completely given up on the idea of being number one in the world.

It was only then that he understood what it meant to be better than the heavens. Even if he trained hard for a few more lifetimes, he would never be able to catch up to that Giant Swordsman.

In this lifetime, Monk Wen Zui didn't like money or women. He only had two hobbies. One was his name, and the other was wine.

Now, it was impossible to have a picture with a name. Not to mention in this lifetime, even in the next life, it would be out of reach.

Therefore, the only thing that accompanied him was wine.

His alcohol tolerance was getting higher and higher, and he drank more and more wine every day. At the same time, his taste in wine was also getting higher and higher.

His footsteps traveled through the mountains and rivers, and he would go wherever he heard there was good wine.

But the wine in this world was becoming more and more unable to satisfy his taste.

Just as his only hobby was about to be unfulfilled and his life was about to be in complete despair, he suddenly heard people say that there was a jar of fine wine at the Flower Creek Hill, which was the best wine in the world.

Monk Wen Zui, who had suffered countless defeats previously, was sick of hearing such words. He had heard too much of the wine that claimed to be the best in the world, but every time he drank it, it was only so-so.

However, he still had the mentality of giving it a try. He went to the valley near the Flower Creek Mountain to search for that jar of legendary fine wine.

After arriving at the valley, he actually asked about an unprecedented fragrance of wine.

This made him incomparably excited. Such a strong wine fragrance was something he had never smelled before in his entire life. He followed the wine fragrance and found a large wine jar.

The fragrance of wine came from the large wine jar.

At that time, Monk Wen Zui was so happy that he almost went crazy. However, just as he was about to step forward and drink to his heart's content, he was stopped by someone.

Monk Wen Zui, who viewed wine as more important than his life, naturally showed no mercy to those who dared to stop him from drinking.

However, the final outcome was that he could not even get close to his opponent and was defeated by him with only half a move.

Monk Wen Zui started to kneel down and beg, begging the other party to let him taste the wine in the jar.

That person told him that this jar was a wine jar left behind by the ancient Wine Immortal. As long as he poured water into it for two days, it would become the most delicious wine jar in the world.

In other words, as long as he had this jar, he would have an endless amount of good wine!

Furthermore, that person also said that he could give the jar to Monk Wen Zui, but he had to agree to one condition. He could only stay in a stone house for the rest of his life.

Monk Wen Zui was wild with joy. What kind of condition was this for him? It was simply an enjoyment that he could only hope for!

As long as he had wine, not to mention staying in the stone house, he could even stay in a pigsty for the rest of his life.

Therefore, ever since then, Monk Wen Zui had never left the stone house. He had never felt lonely or bored.

As long as he had that wine jar with him, he would feel that he was the happiest person in the world.

In order to prevent anyone from disturbing him, he set up a stone tablet outside the passageway and left a palm print.

He hoped that those who tried to break into this place would back out in the face of difficulties.

Of course, during this period of time, there were also a few people who broke in and disturbed his drinking. However, those people had probably already turned into bones by now.

When these two young people barged in today, it had been more than three years since the last time someone came.

However, this young man in front of him was different from the few people who had barged in a few times. Monk Wen Zui couldn't even bear to kill this young man.

Because he had never seen such a high talent before.

These few years, he stayed in the stone house every day to accompany the fine wine. There was nothing outside worth remembering for him.

Only the scene of the Giant Swordsman trampling on the waves and slaying the flood dragon made him think of it often.

At this moment, seeing the astonishing talent of this young man in front of him, Monk Wen Zui even thought about it. With such amazing talent, if he trained in the right way, if he were to learn another top-notch cultivation technique, thirty to fifty years later... ... He might be able to fight against the Giant Swordsman.

However, he was just thinking about it.

That person not only wanted him to stay in this stone house for the rest of his life, but also wanted him to not let anyone who broke into this stone house leave alive, no matter who it was.

At this moment, this young man suddenly revealed such a big flaw. Monk Wen Zui also suddenly condensed his true qi and fists, wanting to end the battle within this move.

Because he didn't want anyone to delay his drinking time.

Towards this young man's astonishing talent, he could only sigh in his heart with a pity that it didn't hurt or itch.

Gu Zhenghai's eyes were already filled with despair at this moment, and he was prepared to die.

He knew that if Yang Xuan was gone, he would not be able to leave alive.

However, at this moment, Yang Xuan, who seemed to be in a trance, suddenly bent over and dodged to the side when his fist, which carried a tremendous force, was about to hit his chest.

Monk Wen Zui's fist, which carried a tremendous force, instantly rushed towards the huge wine jar!

His expression changed crazily!

He suddenly pulled back his strength!

At the same time, Yang Xuan's palm blade struck the fatal acupoint under the armpit of Swordsmanship-seeking Wen with lightning speed.

This time, Monk Wen Zui did not retract his ribs.

After taking a solid hit on the fatal point, he instantly lost more than half of his combat strength.

Yang Xuan did not give his opponent any chance to catch his breath. After succeeding with his attack, he jumped up and sent out another fierce wind blow. His two palms and five fingers closed together. They formed into the shape of a snake's head and smashed at the temples on both sides of the monk, Wen Zui, from both sides.

Next was his Adam's apple, the top of his head, and finally his incomparably fierce spinning flying kick, which shattered Monk Wen Zui's dantian with a single kick.

That incomparably huge body fell to the ground with a loud bang. All the meridians in his body were shattered, and blood flowed out from his seven apertures. It looked extremely frightening!

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