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Chapter 8 A Blockbuster

A trace of unswerving look flashed across Zhang Yu's face. He was about to teach the hateful guy a lesson, but unexpectedly, Cheng Yaojin came out halfway.

This guy is unable to protect himself and still shows off his power.

Well, since you don’t know how to live or die, it’s the same for you to pour it down first.

Zhang Yu was ready to fight against one with two. He was confident about his alcohol tolerance. He could drink two Song Hao and four fat men alone.

At this time, it was already unfair to fight, but as long as they could see that they were ugly, they would not care about anything.

The resentment of knitting his sweater has troubled him for a year, so he must vent it well this time.

Zhang Yu was full of confidence, but he never expected that he would be defeated soon.

Facts have proved that it is too foolish to fight with immortal cultivators, even if it is a rookie like Song Hao who has just touched the gate of immortal cultivator.

Although it was a try, the magic trick was genuine and could turn the intoxicating beer into strength. At the same time, it also had the effect of body quenching...

Not much, but it felt more comfortable than taking a hot spring bath, so Song Hao felt more energetic as he drank seven or eight bottles of beer in a row, but he was completely drunk, as if he was not drinking wine, but just boiled water.

"You..."

Zhang Yu widened his eyes, unable to stand, and his stomach was even more overwhelming. He had no idea that Song Hao was still silly just now, but why did he drink less than the bottom of the water now?

"Wow……"

In the end, he couldn't bear it and vomited a lot, harming others and himself. Zhang Yu fell asleep with endless resentment.

"Are you mistaken? When did this kid Song Hao become so drinkable?"

The other students were in an uproar. Although they were happy to see anyone who lost their composure after drinking, Song Hao's gorgeous counterattack still made them feel a little embarrassed to accept it.

The first thought was that the other party was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, but everyone was a classmate. After all, a year has passed. Although the class dinners cannot be said to be every few days, there are dozens of gatherings in various large and small gatherings. Everyone knows how much each student can drink.

Why did Song Hao become so tough after only one semester?

What did he experience during this holiday?

Some classmates already showed thoughtful expressions on their faces.

Of course, no matter what, no one will associate his surge in alcoholism with cultivating immortals. Everything needs logic, and this connection requires too much imagination.

Of course, some people are not convinced.

I really don’t believe that Song Hao’s alcohol tolerance can be overwhelmed.

So a new challenger appeared, but this guy was soon drunk and fell down.

As soon as I embarked on the road to immortal cultivation, the key point of this magic trick is to convert secular food, whether it is food or wine, into strength and temper the body.

But the path to cultivating immortals must also conform to the laws of heaven and earth. To put it more specifically, it must conform to the law of conservation of energy.

Ordinary foods can provide not much energy, but they also need to be converted into strength and used for body quenching, which makes it even more difficult.

So the final result was that Song Hao drank almost all the students in the class with his own strength. Of course, it was just a boy. Song Hao still had a gentlemanly demeanor and would never find a girl if he tried to drink.

However, considering that the materials major he studied was originally a standard science and engineering subject, there were not many girls in the class, so it was not wrong to say that he fought the whole class alone.

...

God knows how these guys go back to the dormitory.

In short, after the meal, Song Hao came back first. Standing in front of the bed, his expression was like dreaming and cultivating immortals. It used to be so absurd, but now it really happened in front of him, right next to him, making him feel unreal.

There was a little confusion in excitement.

What should I do next?

After finally getting to know the cultivation of immortality, Song Hao certainly was not willing to be ordinary. Once upon a time, his ideal was just to study hard and find a good job after graduation.

Then I was promoted and raised, and with a generous salary, I met someone I loved, got married, had a child...

Most of the ideals of ordinary people are like this.

Song Hao never felt that he was different from others, nor did he think about being a savior. However, on this day, an opportunity appeared in front of him.

Cultivating immortals...

He is not a middle-aged boy, but what happened today well confirms this.

There is really a cultivation of immortals in the world.

A magnificent life appeared before my eyes, and Song Hao was eager to seize it, but this opportunity came too outrageously, and he himself didn't know how he embarked on the road to immortal cultivation.

Wait, in retrospect, all this seems to be related to your dreams.

The secret to cultivating immortals is obtained from dreams, and I dreamed of a cultivator with great supernatural powers in one or two dreams.

This is by no means a coincidence!

So Song Hao felt that he had grasped the point of this matter. Although he did not know the cause and effect, dreaming was undoubtedly a key factor.

So, the next decision is no longer difficult to make, wash it and sleep.

See if there will be any gains.

After all, he is still confused about cultivating immortals, and it is not wrong to say that he has no idea. He urgently needs more information.

Do it when you think about it. The only embarrassing thing is that people feel refreshed when they are happy. He can't hide his excitement at this moment. Can he really fall asleep in this state?

As it turned out, Song Hao's worries were purely unnecessary. In less than two minutes, he lie down and breathed evenly.

Since I came into contact with the cultivation of immortality, my mother no longer has to worry about my insomnia.

Sure enough, Song Hao dreamed of cultivating immortals again in his sleep. He was still a farmer boy who appeared in his dream yesterday. After coming into contact with the ancient book, he began to practice.

Hey, it is so coherent with yesterday's dream, as if watching a TV series. She was clearly asleep, but Song Hao felt like she was awake again. From the perspective of a bystander, she could even think about the doubts in her heart.

This feeling is so magical, but it is also very interesting. Compared to yesterday's inattention, Song Hao was fully focused at this time.

It confirms my guess.

Second, if you look at others' practice, you may have the effect of using experience.

It’s like teaming up with experts to kill monsters in the game. Even if you stand next to you and do nothing, you can get some experience upgrades.

In short, good opportunities should not be missed. This time, Song Hao took it seriously.

But soon, Song Hao felt speechless and bored. It was not that he was not firm in his heart, but that the scene in front of him was too boring.

The high-level immortal cultivation was agreed upon, but this secret book is too simple.

It’s nothing wrong with being a simple and easy-to-understand book, but Song Hao himself has understood this secret book clearly and seems to have no experience to use.

I thought that stones from other mountains could be used to polish jade, but the young man had very little time to meditate and practice. Song Hao observed for a long time, but found that 90% of his energy was spent on finding food.
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