As soon as the wine entered his stomach, it was wrapped in a ball by Xuankong using his magic power. After careful investigation, he did not find any toxins. He also saw the Empress Dowager and the Emperor drink a glass with him. This was a slight reassuring.

This wine is fragrant and clear, mellow and not spicy, and it is indeed a top-notch wine.

This is an imperial wine for royal drinking, and usually only the top can drink it. When he saw Xuan Kong drinking happily, he couldn't help but laugh: "Master really has a good alcohol content. My imperial wine is brewed according to the ancient strange formula using 7749 kinds of precious plants and trees in the world. Usually, I can't drink a cup with my alcohol content. Today, I am happy to see Master and ask Master to drink another cup!"

Xuankong heard that the Empress Dowager and the Emperor even drank several cups, but he saw that the Empress Dowager had a strange look, and he was really a little confused. The Emperor now also has a golden elixir practice. He could drink a tank of any kind of strong wine. How could he get drunk by a cup of wine?

The Monk Cihang Pudu, who had eliminated the troubled court, got the Ao Lie Dragon Ball from Xuankong to protect him. Today is the time of excitement.

He didn't care about his alcohol tolerance, and without waiting for Xuankong to agree, he raised his glass to Xuankong and swallowed it in one mouthful.

A clear light flashed through Xuankong's eyes. He suddenly understood the strange skills and was about to stop him. But he saw the Supreme Master's arm softening, and the Jin Ding fell to the ground and snoring on the edge of the desk, snoring and falling asleep.

"Who are you? What evil magic did you impose on the priest..." Xuan Kong looked at the flickering eyes of the Empress Dowager, suddenly raised his head, staring at the Empress Dowager.

The Empress Dowager looked at Xuan Kong, and the flames of revenge jumped in her eyes. She seemed indifferent to the unreasonable drunkenness of the saint, but just sat steadily among Fengluan and smiled: "The True Lord thinks he is drunk, and the Queen of the Ai family is the saint's mother, and there is no demon. He will not harm anyone any evil magic."

Xuan Kong groaned, and a dizzy feeling in his mind slid down from the cloud chair, and sat down on the ground: "You, you are not a human..."

Before the Empress Dowager could speak, the guards and servants next to him were all angry, okay, even if you, Xuan Kong, is the Holy Lord Chonghua, is the god and saint in heaven. Then you can't drink too much and start scolding people. If this Empress of the Song Dynasty was not a human, then what kind of evil could she be?

On the contrary, the Empress Dowager did not think it was, so she covered her mouth and smiled, "It seems that Zhenjun is really drunk." She ordered the servant to carry the drunken emperor back to the bedroom. Then she said, "Forget it, forgot, you all retreat, and let Zhenjun rest in this palace for a moment to wake up the wine."

"You! So brave!"

Xuan Kong shouted. He wanted to struggle to stand up from the ground with his magical power. However, although the magic power in his body was still there, he felt tiredness surged in his mind, and he felt his limbs were soft and difficult to move. He barely supported his body and stood up from behind the table. Before his legs were standing straight, he sat back with floppy knees.

The Empress Dowager first saw Xuankong standing up, and was startled. When she saw Xuankong, she fell to the ground and then she smiled grimly: "Haha, what the Emperor and I drink are all imperial wines in the palace, which are extremely strong. I am afraid that your magic power is too great. I especially mixed in the medicinal wines of the ancient witch clan into your wine. Don't mention that you are a Taiyi Immortal Family. Even the God of War who has become a saint with a Nine Turns Indestructible Body has also staggered three times before the wine!"

In ancient times, the witch clan was an expert in practicing the witch. Compared with the Heavenly Court and the Buddhist practitioners in the Buddha world, it is really not clear that the witch is so strong that the ancient witches can feel how violent the drunken medicinal wine is. There is indeed no toxins or medicinal powder in the wine, but this witch wine itself is the most deadly thing in the world.

The tiger will not lose its power, and the tree will not die. Even if he is full of confidence in his witch wine, and even though he knows that Xuankong has fallen into the trap, the Empress Dowager still waits for a long time. When he sees Xuankong, he dares to move forward.

With just a light push, the dignified Chonghua Zhenjun Xuankong collapsed on the ground. The Empress Dowager burst into laughter, and Princess Yunluo also turned from behind the scenes and frowned in front of the Empress Dowager, "Empress, although Xuankong was poured out by witch wine and medicine, his body of Taoist magical power is still there. How can you and my magic power be killed?"

The Empress Dowager also hesitated. When the Monkey King, the Great Saint of the Monkey King, made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace, even when he arrived at the Immortal Killing Platform, he could not harm his life in the Bagua Furnace. The Xuankong Dharma body is now different from Sun Wukong that day, but how could this Mrs. White Bone and Princess Yunluo, who turned into the Empress Dowager, compare to the Heavenly Punishment Artifact in the Immortal World?

The difference in mana power was too big. Even if Xuankong was not on guard, he could not hurt a single hair with Madam Baigu. Madam Baigu turned around Xuankong's body, and obviously there was no other way. She just frowned and asked, "What should we do in your opinion?"

Princess Yunluo smiled sly, with a bright red on her pink face, pointed to the ground and said, "Did the Empress forget where this witch wine came from?"

Mrs. Baigu suddenly realized and said, "It's a pity that you asked for such a treasure as witch wine from the underworld, so the medicine poured Xuankong. If we want to kill him, it seems that we should look for a solution in the underworld!"

Princess Yunluo nodded slightly and said, since the founding of the Empress Houtu in the prehistoric times, it has existed independently of the world for many days. Many rare and difficult-to-find treasures in the three realms are still preserved in the underworld. Now, the Buddha Wutian has occupied the three realms, and the demons in the three realms are all one. It is really a big problem to send a great saint like Xuankong into the underworld.

However, Xuan Kong drank the medicinal wine prepared by Mrs. Baigu. Although his mind was still clear, his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. In theory, he had already cultivated to the body of a god, and his soul and body should not have dreams.

However, just when he was drunk and tired, two secret messengers suddenly flew out of the underworld, saying that the master wanted to invite him to be the family teacher. Xuankong's spiritual platform was turbid at this time. He was drunk and only smiled in a daze: "You are the soul-catching messengers of the underworld, why did you come to invite me? If I follow you, wouldn't I fall into the underworld?"

He said this vaguely, but he was shocked by the two secret misunderstandings. When he was at a loss, he suddenly saw the White Bone Lady next to him stood up and asked, "You guy, do you still remember who you are?"

This question was strange. Could Xuankong still forget his name? He laughed and replied, "I'm not afraid of you, I'm... but..." Mrs. White Bone and the two evil friends looked at each other. This magic of the Netherworld was indeed magical. She had already blinded his spiritual wisdom while Xuankong was drunk, and even Xuankong had forgotten all his name! (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!