It tells about the peaches the size of a washbasin on a peach tree in the forest.

There was a group of monkeys living on both sides of the forest. The two groups of monkeys were of equal strength and ruled their own communities. But one day, a little monkey among the monkeys in the east discovered the peach growing in a neutral area, so it happily sent the big peach back to the monkey group. But at this time, the monkeys in the west chased after them and said that the peach grew on their side and should belong to them.

The group of monkeys in the east said: Peaches were born and grown up, why do you say they are yours?

The two groups of monkeys took action. The monkeys on the west side lost and had to flee, but they were unwilling to give up and couldn't swallow this, so they invited a hunter to be the helper. The hunter invited the monkeys in the east to have a meeting, but at the meeting, they colluded with the monkeys in the west to take revenge. So the monkeys on both sides fought again, and the hunter laughed loudly.

At this point, I want to talk about the story. In fact, people are transformed from monkeys. The bones are mixed with the bloodline of monkeys millions of years ago. So don’t laugh at monkeys, because sometimes, other lives look at us, and it’s like looking at monkeys.

Liu Bolun felt that he looked like a monkey at that time. Everyone present was fighting for the monkey. As for the monarch of the Southern Kingdom, was he a hunter?

I don't know yet, but Liu Bolun hates him quite a bit. Perhaps he hates all kings, because as long as the power is strong enough, he can control everyone. Even the cultivation sects outside the secular world must also be concerned about their face.

The monarch was intrigued, so he raised his wine glass and said, "Since you have no objection, it's better to discuss and see what the two sects of holy monks and Taoist priests should do."

What's the secret to selling? Liu Bolun snorted and thought to himself: 80% of you have set up a circle for us to drill, how can it be our turn to choose? But if we really want to choose, just move two beddings and roll them in the hall to sleep.

Thinking of this, Liu Bolun turned his head and looked at Li Hanshan who was sleepy beside him. He didn't believe that there was anyone in this world who could sleep better than him.

But there is no such competition in the world, so Liu Bolun could only think about it in his heart. At this moment, the monk who spoke closed his hands and said, "Your Majesty, today is the happy day for the whole world to celebrate. When Your Majesty gave him a banquet, I wanted to have a happy ending again. I fought with the Taoist priest of Doumiguan, which also catered to the elegant atmosphere of Wang Yan."

How could there be a monk who wants to drink? You monk is shameless? Is this still a high monk? Liu Bolun thought to himself.

However, the monarch was also a little surprised when he heard this, and he asked playfully: "Master Fayan, can you drink without pursuing the alcohol precept?"

Na Fayan shook his head and smiled, "Amitabha, I dare not, but I gathered fellow practitioners of various sects in Yunlong Temple here to practice alone. Now there is an extra junior brother from Tianzhu outside the hall. This junior brother holds the partial sect and practices the heart, so I can drink alcohol. I dare to bring him to the fun of my king."

"Okay, see you." The monarch said in great enthusiasm.

After the monarch signaled, a tall monk with big faces in all directions led into the hall by a small eunuch outside the hall. The monk had barefoots, dark all over his body, and his small eyes were round. He really didn't look like a Middle-earth person. He saw the monk coming to the hall and clasped the monarch and said in a muffled voice: "Monkey Maniga, pay homage to the Lord."

Seeing that the monk was interesting, the monarch asked, "Master is well-versed in the wine theory?"

The monk replied, "I dare not, but I have never been drunk."

"Okay!" The monarch turned to Taoist Master Xingdian and smiled, "Master, since you have a good mood today, you can send your disciples to drink with this master."

Master Xingdian sighed, then turned to look at Liu Bolun who was shining with his eyes beside him. It would be a bit bad if Liu Bolun is too proud now, but it would be a shame if he is not proud.

Because this was exactly what he wanted, he looked at the tall, fat monk and was already full of joy: These monks have never heard of my name, and they didn't ask for it. I wonder if my name "Liujiazhuang Yumianjiuzi" is called fake? I want to overwhelm us with wine and dream! You have never been guilty of starting again? Just brag, will I still be afraid of you when I grew up in a wine jar?

bring it on!

So Liu Bolun got up and bowed and was about to go out, while Master Xingdian whispered quietly: "Be careful, this monk is not an ordinary person."

Liu Bolun smiled, "I care about him, ordinary things, and ordinary birds? I will still put them down when I put them in my hands!"

So he walked over. At this time, the eunuchs had already brought the strong wine, nectar and the big sea bowl. Liu Bolun and the monk Maniga stood at each other and bowed to each other. Liu Bolun did not use the bowl and directly brought a jar of white wine, patted the mud seal and said to the monk: "Please!"

After saying that, Liu Bolun held the altar and drank it, and the twenty kilograms of white wine were drunk in a short while. After drinking it, he turned the altar upside down and there was no drop left.

Sure enough, he was very drunk! The civil and military officials from the southern countries clapped and applauded! The king seemed to be very satisfied with his view: "Okay, Taoist priest is indeed a hero!"

Seeing that Liu Bolun had blinked and drank a whole jar of white wine, Maniga turned to look at Fayan. Fayan sneered and nodded at him. Maniga understood, so he smiled and picked up a jar of white wine. The monk held the jar with his hands and tilted his neck and drank it. The drinking speed was fast, as if he was not drinking, but drinking. A jar of wine was drunk, which was three points faster than Liu Bolun.

The civil and military officials applauded again, but Liu Bolun was a little stunned. He felt that he had really met his opponent today, but he had never been convinced by anyone except holding the wall when drinking. So he also made a ruthless move and slapped all the mud seals of the wine jar. For a moment, the palace was filled with wine. Liu Bolun licked his lips, then lifted it up with one hand and drank it.

Gududundudundudundudundudundudundudundudundudundudundudundudundudundud. He drank four jars of wine in one breath. The wine should have a high degree of rawness. The strong wine entered his throat, just like boiling water. It was hot from his throat to the stomach. After the four jars of wine, Liu Bolun knocked the jar to the ground, and opened his mouth and burped it long, which was full of alcohol.

"Hanshan, hurry up and eat." Amid the cheers of everyone, Liu Bolun turned to wink at Li Hanshan. Li Hanshan responded, and then handed over a small half of the courgette, which is cucumber.

As early as the Western Han Dynasty, cucumbers were introduced from foreign countries and were called cucumbers. However, they were cooked and eaten after they became old and mature. Later, people found that this thing was actually more beautiful to eat raw. This thing was considered a rare thing in that era of chaos, so only those with good looks could eat it.

Liu Bolun held a half-pie cucumber dipped in his mouth. He looked at the Maniga and thought to himself that you should be stupid, this monk is so strong that you can be very damn. I have a little trouble even if I drink four jars. Can you bear it?

But he mistakenly calculated it, and saw that Maniga's face did not change, and he even slapped the mud seal like Liu Bolun and drank four jars in one breath. However, after drinking the four jars of wine, his face was neither red nor breathing, as if he hadn't drunk it.

My God, even if you drink water, you have to burp. What does this monk make of stomach?

It was not until then that Liu Bolun was a little scared. Although he had a great alcohol tolerance, he had a certain degree of being a human being. But the monk in front of him seemed to be bottomless. What should I do?

But at this point, Liu Bolun could only grit his teeth and hold on, so he Kaifeng opened all the remaining twenty jars of wine, picked up and drank it, and the monk followed suit.

The officials present were really open-minded. You should know that the wine that the Taoist monk drank was all treasured by the royal family. It had been buried for decades, and the degree was extremely high. Usually, he had to dilute it with grape juice before the table. The raw juice of this wine is usually not drinkable. People who smell it will be drunk and their faces will turn red, but the two of them drank more than twenty jars in one breath.

So everyone kept applauding, but they didn't know that Liu Bolun could not resist it anymore. He had a problem with drinking. He had to burp his stomach and burp his anger. The burp was so angry that he rushed to his head. Even if he could drink it, he was already a little drunk. However, the monk still had no reaction, just like he had not drunk it.

Liu Bolun was a little scared, so he slowed down and thought about what to do while he was still sober. However, the time they had been fighting for wine was longer. The monarch was very interested in seeing it at the beginning, but after a while, he became a little tired of it. So he said to the officials: "The two monks and Taoists are very drunk, but they are afraid that the food will not be able to tell the difference. Let's do this. While the two are still competing, let's enjoy a song and dance first to make fun of them."

The emperor said this, how could anyone dare to object? So after the eunuchs spread the word, a team of young women wearing gorgeous clothes walked into the hall. The women were tall and shaped, with affectionate and smiling faces on their faces, which looked more flavorful than the petite and delicate petite and delicate southern beauty.

Especially the woman standing in the middle, she was even more beautiful, with red lips and white teeth. In addition to her heroic spirit, there was also a hint of sorrow. Liu Bolun, who was swallowing strong wine, turned around and saw it, and was stunned. Why is this woman so familiar?

At this moment, the monarch of the southern country introduced the origin of the woman, and everyone was surprised. It turned out that she was Li Zhiyuan, the Marquis of Natu in the northern Tiandu. At this moment, her father was in the hall. Although she had a title, she was about to marry to the southern country. Li Zhiyuan had been practicing dancing since she was a child, so she came to offer a song and dance to the monarch tonight.

Liu Bolun finally realized that he was a woman, and Li Zhiyuan didn't say anything after seeing Liu Bolun. At this time, the palace musician was already in place. Gong Shang Jiao Yuhui was full of joy. Zhiyuan and the northern dancers sang and danced lightly in the vocal music. The northern dance was no more powerful than the south, and she looked very powerful. In addition, she looked handsome and slim, just like a fairy descending to earth, so everyone was stunned.

After the dance, Liu Bolun couldn't drink it anymore. After the alcohol came up, he felt dizzy. However, after Li Zhiyuan finished dancing, he saluted the monarch again. When he left the hall, he passed by Liu Bolun and whispered to him.

After hearing this, Liu Bolun couldn't help but look at her. Without looking at him, Zhuoyuan walked out of the hall, leaving only Liu Bolun holding the jar of wine, thinking.

After singing and dancing, seeing that the two sides were about to decide the outcome, Liu Bolun couldn't drink it, but Maniga was still drinking non-stop and did not slow down. The monarch smiled and said, "Master, can't you drink it anymore?"

Everyone saw that Liu Bolun was flushed and his whole body was drunk, and they knew that he was about to lose. They knew that the sect symbolized face as the first. If Liu Bolun continued to drink, he might be drunk in the palace. But if he didn't drink it, then the face would be lost. Once he lost face, it would be difficult to find it back.

At this time, all the officials in the field were watching Liu Bolun, waiting for his reply, drinking, or not drinking.

But none of them expected that Liu Bolun actually laughed, and saw him laughing and said, "Your Majesty, I can still drink, but please allow me to bring you a follow-up show before drinking."

"Oh?" said the monarch with interest: "What kind of show?"

"Look!" Liu Bolun's next actions made everyone in the hall take a breath!

After Liu Bolun finished speaking, he rushed to the front of Maniga. The next thing was beyond everyone's expectations. He only saw him lifting his legs and striking Maniga's stomach. With a bang, this kick actually kicked Maniga far away!

Maniga fell heavily to the ground, and all the officials in the hall exclaimed!

Oh my God, is this Taoist really drunk? Where is this place? This is the home of Yunlong Temple in the southern country, and it is also in the palace. Is it because he is tired of living as a monk in Yunlong Temple?

There have been long been rumors in the world that the two factions are fighting openly and secretly, but because the two factions have been cautious, they have never gone abroad for major events. However, at this time, Liu Bolun stabbed the monk Maniga of Yunlong Temple in front of the hall. Didn’t he know that his actions would trigger a full-scale war between Doumiguan and Yunlong Temple?

(The first update is over. I am very sorry, due to continuous diarrhea, I am not in good condition today, so I am only one update. Thank you for your support, I will recover as soon as possible. Thank you.)
Chapter completed!