Refining Demon Tutuo

Chapter 290, Doujiu borrows the scriptures

Chongyang Palace, above Sanqing Hall.

Wang Chongyang looked at He Yuan with a smile: "Don't you want to practice this kind of kung fu?"

He Yuan was a little embarrassed, thinking, I've read it all, and I've memorized everything I need to recite.

However, he still replied seriously: "With your martial arts, I am afraid there is no one who can take away the scriptures from you. I put the books here with real people, so as not to let them fall into the hands of evil people and use them for evil. Therefore, Let these people stop thinking about fighting, and naturally they will do less killing.

Most of my practice is Buddhist martial arts.It is not worth the loss to practice this kind of martial arts instead. "

Wang Chongyang nodded and said: "So, it is indeed a great merit. Well, I will keep this book."

Seeing that the two had finished speaking, the monk Jikong said, "Daoist friend, you flipped through the book too fast just now. I only glanced at the general outline written in Sanskrit. Why don't you lend me the book and read it. The book is still yours."

Zhou Botong couldn't help it anymore, he said anxiously: "Yes, brother. I also want to read the kung fu in this book."

Wang Chongyang shook his head, he said: "Don't worry. Just now, what He Xiaoyou said was correct. If this book continues to be passed on, it will only cause endless killings. I put it here just to let People don't want to fight anymore. As for the martial arts inside?"

Wang Chongyang paused for a moment, and said to Zhou Botong and Monk Jikong: "Junior Brother, your martial arts are more than enough for yourself. Brother Jingkong's martial arts, there are not many who can surpass you. Even if you practice, so what.

If Pindao wants to hide with himself, others may not be convinced.It's better to invite some well-known players in the Jianghu, and compare them in front of everyone.The best in martial arts will keep this book.If someone's martial arts is better than mine, then it doesn't matter if I put it in his place.If Pindao wins by chance, he won't practice the martial arts in this book.My disciples are not allowed to learn the kung fu from scriptures.The main job of a monk is to cultivate the Tao.My martial arts are enough.Brother, you are not allowed to learn the kung fu from scriptures.

Brother Jikong, if I show you this scripture.What should I do if other friends borrow books from me? "

Zhou Botong was speechless.

Monk Jikong was stopped by this question.He hesitated and said: "Fellow Taoist is right, but the poor monk still wants to take a look. Since you want to compete to win the scriptures, but if you do it, I probably won't be your opponent. However, we can change it." Let's try it out."

Wang Chongyang said: "Brother, how do you want to compare?"

He knew this monk before and knew that he was interested in advanced inner strength, so he was not angry, but responded like a joke.

The monk Jikong said: "Let's compare who is better at drinking, how about it? I won, and I borrowed the scriptures, and the books are still yours. I lost, that is, I have no chance with the Nine Yin Manual."

Wang Chongyang said: "Brother's drinking capacity, the poor are aware of it."

Monk Jikong said: "You don't have to be polite. Before you practiced Taoism, you used to brew and sell wine yourself. This poor monk knows it. However, we have to make an agreement that no one is allowed to use internal strength, only the capacity for drinking."

Wang Chongyang nodded: "Well, if you use your internal strength, you and I will waste a lot of wine."

After the two made an agreement, Ma Yu took Daotong down the mountain and brought several jars of wine, all of which were ten or twenty catties.

At this time, different wines have appeared.Sorghum wine, Baogu wine, and shochu have different brewing methods and different degrees of alcohol. Ma Yu also bought several kinds of wine.

Several huge jars were placed in the apse.Wang Chongyang and Jikong each moved a jar and lifted the mud seal.At the beginning, the two used a teacup each, and tasted and drank each other.After drinking a few cups, I felt that it was too slow, so I replaced it with a thick porcelain bowl.

He Yuan saw this monk together, and each of them took a big bowl, without any appetizers, filled the wine and drank it all in one gulp, followed by the second bowl, and the third bowl.The two of them drank like water.At first they were quieter, but after drinking seven or eight bowls, both of them felt a little drunk.

Monk Jikong proposed to drink from a wine jar.

The two picked up the small wine jar, aimed at the mouth of the jar and began to drink.

After drinking an altar, the two of them sat quietly for a while.Look no one is down.Then he drank another jar, and drank five or six catties of wine.The two went to relieve themselves one after another.

Both of these two are aboveboard people, neither of them bothered to use internal strength to force out the wine, let alone send someone to supervise.Unlike the later exams, when you relieve yourself, you have to send someone to watch.

He Yuan watched the process of the competition, thinking of the later results, he actually witnessed this process.He picked up a jar of rice wine with great interest, held the wine in a teacup, and drank it in small sips, as if watching a play.

The monks drank wine together as if they were drinking water. When the sorghum wine was finished, they drank corn wine again.The number of times the two of them go to relieve themselves is increasing.Since it was not agreed not to use internal strength to force out alcohol, both of them were a little shaken when they came back from the last relief.

After they sat down, they each took time to collect themselves.

Wang Chongyang asked: "Brother, do you want to compare?"

Monk Jikong nodded, his face was red, and he picked up another jar of wine.

Wang Chongyang closed his eyes for a long time, opened them and said: "Poverty admit defeat, brother is indeed a good drinker."

Monk Jikong hiccupped and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist, accept!"

He is a good wine man, even if he won, he did not put down the wine jar in his hand, but drank the remaining wine in one gulp.

After that, he picked up the scriptures from the stone box with the help of alcohol, and read them.

The monk looked fascinated.

He Yuan was very strange, he was drunk once, and he couldn't see anything at that time.The monk drank the wine and just read the book like this.

Wang Chongyang said with a smile: "Pindao is a bit too drunk." After that, he would go to the quiet room to meditate and rest.

He Yuan soon discovered that Monk Jikong was using his internal energy to adjust his breath while reading a book.A scent of wine wafted from the apse.

He Yuan let go of his worries, quietly followed a few people to leave, and when he left, he brought two jars of wine back.

When everyone in the Liu family saw He Yuan coming back, they brought back two sets of wine, and they gathered around to ask about the process.

He Yuanyin went about the Nine Yin Scriptures and told everyone that he had already discussed with the masters of Chongyang Palace, and everyone can live here for a while and wait patiently for news.

The hearts of everyone in the Liu family fell.

After staying like this for three days, He Yuan often went to Chongyang Palace.

After monk Jikong and Wang Chongyang had a wine fight, even though he used his internal strength to force him to drink, he was still drunk for half a day the next day.He had read the Nine Yin Manual twice and returned it to Wang Chongyang.

After He Yuan found out, he asked Monk Jikong for advice: "Master, after you read it twice, have you learned everything?

The monk said, "Yes, no."

He Yuan: "——?"
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