One jar, two jars, three jars... In a short while, each of the three of them put three empty jars beside them and drank dozens of kilograms of wine, but the three of them still held the big jar and poured them into their mouths.

Bai Xiaosheng was very sure of drinking, because the wine level in ancient times was low and he didn't feel much. However, after drinking so much, he felt uncomfortable in his stomach. If the two of them hadn't stopped, he wouldn't have persisted.

Four oaths, five oaths... After drinking the fifth oath, Bai Xiaosheng could no longer drink it. He smiled bitterly, looked at the sixth oath beside him, and looked at the two monsters who had drunk like a cow and had never stopped. Not only did he cry, but he felt bitter in his heart.

Good guy, are these two people's belly human belly? How can they hold so much alcohol?

Bai Xiaosheng, who did not believe in evil, even took a special look around the two of them, and there was no trace of water flowing, which meant that both of them had drunk and did not discharge them with their skills.

Shaking his head, Bai Xiaosheng shook his back and sat down on Zhou Botong. He screamed in pain: "Boy, get out of here..." Zhou Botong glared at Bai Xiaosheng angrily, and looked at the two people who were fighting for wine with enthusiasm. He said: "Boy, I didn't expect you to be so good at drinking too. Tsk tsk, five jars in a row, I really don't know how your belly grows." As he said that, Zhou Botong actually slapped his belly. The small force was like straw that crushed the camel's back, which suddenly made Bai Xiaosheng's belly turbulent.

With a "wow", he suddenly spit out a lot of the wine he drank, and even the things he had just eaten also spit out a lot of it, the smell was pungent.

Bai Xiaosheng smiled bitterly and immediately called the waiter to clean up, but he gave Zhou Botong a angrily glance and said, "Please be careful, otherwise I will vomit all over you."

"You guy..." Zhou Botong shook his head, and he pointed at Bai Xiaosheng and said, "You can use your internal strength to move through the Du meridian, reverse the Ren meridian, open the meridian of the little finger, and discharge wine." Although he was not careful, Bai Xiaosheng understood it and thought to himself, and praised it very much.

Although this move is just a pediatrician, most people really don’t expect that Qiu Chuji, the Legend of the Condor Heroes, would have fought with the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan by this?

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Bai Xiaosheng's internal force was circulating. The slowly-rotating internal force seemed to have a suction force, sucking the wine in his belly again. Under the action of internal force, the wine turned into a body shape, moved with the internal force, and came out from his little finger. Tick, tick... Drops of water vapor slowly dripped down. Soon, Bai Xiaosheng's seat was wet. In just half a quarter of an hour, he opened his eyes, his eyes were full of energy, and his face also fell a lot from the drunken red.

He looked up at Wang Chongyang and the other two. The two guys were still drinking, and it was already the seventh jar. Bai Xiaosheng noticed that the speed of drinking slowed down, and Wang Chongyang even took a sip and took a sip, which was obviously at its limit.

The seventh oar was gone. Wang Chongyang saw the monk who was fighting wine to take the eighth oar, and immediately put his hand on his arm and smiled bitterly: "Okay, you won this time. Unexpectedly, if you haven't seen each other for three years, your alcohol tolerance will grow to such a level?"

The wine-dou monk smiled and said, "It's thanks to the Yijin Jing, otherwise I'm not your opponent." After saying that, he closed his eyes slightly, his internal force moved from his body, and his left hand stretched out, and the large drops of water dripped off quickly. The speed was much faster than Bai Xiaosheng. Wang Chongyang saw him storing wine and did the same. Soon, the two of them drained out their bodies of wine.

"Nine Yin True Sutra, please take it and read it!" Wang Chongyang picked up the Nine Yin True Sutra beside him and handed it to the Douji Monk. Bai Xiaosheng stepped forward, pushed the Baijia Ge a few times, and sent it to the Douji Monk.

The wine-fighting monk smiled slightly, pushed the Baijiao Genealogy in front of Wang Chongyang, and said, "Brother Wang, you have greeted Quanzhen Sect, and the martial arts in this book should be used. You can read it first..." As he said, he pushed the Yijin Jing to Bai Xiaosheng and said, "Little guy, you are the first young man who can drink so much. With this, I will show you this book."

Uh... This sudden scene made Bai Xiaosheng confused. When he widened his eyes, his pupils had no focus at all. When he turned around, Wang Chongyang had already opened the Baijia Ge, and the Douji Monk also opened the Nine Yin Scriptures and read them carefully. Looking at this, Bai Xiaosheng naturally knew that he could not miss the opportunity. He quickly picked up the Yijin Sutra and read it.

The Yijin Sutra was left by Bodhidharma, but it was not written in Sanskrit. The words inside were Chinese characters, and Baixiaosheng had no problem reading. Moreover, this Yijin Sutra did not describe much, but the content contained is very profound. If it is different from the Buddhist subtle meaning, it cannot be interpreted at all.

Bai Xiaosheng understood Sanskrit, and he prepared it for the Nine Yin Scriptures. However, he did not understand the subtle meaning of Buddhism, so he could only memorize it by rote. Fortunately, Bai Xiaosheng had a golden finger. The analysis system analyzed his knowledge, and it was also within the analysis after reading it once. As long as the system recorded it, it was equivalent to Bai Xiaosheng's record. This was a disguised look.

He quickly flipped through the Yijin Sutra, and Bai Xiaosheng looked at it from the beginning, but he seemed serious, but his thoughts were no longer on the Yijin Sutra. He was thinking in his mind how to avoid the sight of several people and take the magic foot meridian below the Yijin Sutra. This is also a magic skill, which can still remove blood stasis and poisons, so Bai Xiaosheng cannot be moved.

While thinking, Bai Xiaosheng saw the wet tabletop beside him. He stroked his hand and his whole palm was wet. Bai Xiaosheng glanced at Wang Chongyang and the Douji Monk. Seeing that both of them were watching the book seriously, he turned his hand over the pages, as if he was about to turn the pages. The next moment the wine in his hand wet the pages, revealing the human-shaped practice picture covered by the text.

This is a map similar to yoga, which carved meridians and acupoints, representing the route of internal strength. Bai Xiaosheng passed it quickly and turned to another page. He used this method to search through the Yijin Sutra and engraved the magic foot meridian contained in it into the system. After that, Bai Xiaosheng slightly activates his internal force to set off the books, and quickly dry the books, returning to their original state, so that others can't see any changes.

"Huh? Brother Wang, what is this strange scripture?" Just as Bai Xiaosheng was grateful to the sky and was very grateful, the voice of the Douji Monk came from his ears. He moved his heart and looked up. He saw the Douji Monk pointing at a strange text to ask Wang Chongyang. Bai Xiaosheng knew that it was Sanskrit!

Wang Chongyang read it twice and said, "This should be Sanskrit, but I don't understand Sanskrit, so I can't help my brother."

The monk Douji nodded, not caring, as if he had never taken this Sanskrit article to heart. They didn't know that this Sanskrit article is the most essence of the Nine Yin True Sutra. Later generations said that the Nine Yang True Sutra is the supreme internal power. In terms of internal power alone, it may be more than the Nine Yin True Sutra, but only Bai Xiaosheng reads it. If this Sanskrit article is included, the Nine Yin is not worse than the Nine Yang.

After his thoughts moved, Bai Xiaosheng became curious and pretended to be curious to watch the Sanskrit article. The wine-fighting monk looked at him and said, "What? My little brother understands Sanskrit?"

Bai Xiaosheng immediately shook his head and said, "No, I am just a little curious. How can there be Sanskrit articles in these Nine Yin Scriptures? Shouldn't Sanskrit be included in Buddhist scriptures?"

When Wang Chongyang heard this, the monk Douji laughed and shook his head, and ignored him. Bai Xiaosheng did not take advantage of his urge to take it back. But neither of them knew, and just saw that Bai Xiaosheng swept the Sanskrit article. Although he could not record the whole article himself, the system recorded it. As long as he entered the system, he could naturally get this article Jiu**hua.

He lost and got the last place, but unexpectedly got the opportunity to read books, Yijin Jing, Nine Yin Jing, and these two supreme magical skills were all in his hands.

‘With these two sets of magical skills, the world is so great that you can get away!’ Bai Xiaosheng was so happy that he couldn’t help but feel a little proud, but he became more cautious in his face and did not reveal his flaws.
Chapter completed!