Drunken Immortal Wine meant that even the immortals in the heavens would get drunk after drinking it.
However, Jun Changxiao drank twenty jars in a row and was completely fine. Instead, he stood there calmly with his hands crossed.
The Alcohol Demon muttered in his heart.
Could it be that the wine that entered his stomach was dissolved?
"Impossible!"
He immediately denied it and said, "This wine has a special refining method. As long as it enters the body, it will never be dissolved!"
If that was the case.
He had really met an expert in the Way of Wine!
The Alcohol Demon would never have dreamed that there were two infant bodies in Jun Changxiao's dantian. He would never have thought that all the wine that entered his stomach would be refined by the two of them.
Especially Huo Ling. When the wine crazily attacked his father's Sea of Consciousness and thoughts, he suddenly opened his eyes from his sleep and turned into a ray of light that blocked the only path. He destroyed one that came and destroyed a bunch that came.
As an existence that could purify evil thoughts, it was naturally easy for him to purify the wine.
Xie Ling's performance was also not bad. He guarded another path and first covered the wine before refining it. He would occasionally take a sip or two.
When all the wine that entered his body was refined and the little fellow returned to his dantian, he used the wine to point at Huo Ling's nose and scold him, venting his grievances. In the end … he was beaten up.
"…"
Jun Changxiao did not care about the two little fellows messing around in his body. Instead, he looked at the Alcohol Demon without changing his expression.
"Gudu gudu!"
After a while, the other party also drank the rest of the wine. Although his face was even redder, he still stood there confidently. It could be seen that he really drank with his strength!
The two stood there for half an hour. Both of them were as steady as Mount Tai.
"Kid."
The Alcohol Demon smiled and said, "This father has been drinking for thousands of years and this is the first time I have met an opponent that is on par with me. How about we drink a few more jars?"
"No problem." Jun Changxiao said.
As a native of Shandong, he would never lower his head when it came to wine.
The Alcohol Demon raised his hand and prepared to take out the Qingfeng Wine.
Jun Changxiao said first, "This time, drink my wine."
"Oh?"
The Alcohol Demon said, "You have wine?"
"As someone who likes to drink, how could I not have wine?" Jun Changxiao said.
"Take it out!"
Wine Demon said straightforwardly.
It was rare for him to meet someone who shared the same interests as him. It made him feel as if a thousand cups of wine were not enough when drinking with a bosom friend.
"Shua!"
Jun Changxiao waved his hand and several jars of fine wine were placed on the table.
This was the Drunken Dream that Lan Kang had meticulously refined. As the master of a sect, he would sometimes need to entertain guests, so he would store it in his spatial ring in advance.
The Demon of Wine waved his hand and took a jar. He removed the seal on the wine and sniffed it with his nose. He immediately praised, "Good wine, good wine!"
The aroma of wine permeated the entire prison.
All of the prisoners who were fond of alcohol raised their noses and sniffed. The alcohol worms in their stomachs immediately began to churn violently!
"Just from the taste alone, I'm afraid it's not inferior to the Drunken Immortal Wine!"
"If only I could have a sip!"
They really wanted to rush over, but because they were afraid of the Alcohol Demon, they could only stand there and drool. They secretly prayed that their boss would leave some for them to taste.
Jun Changxiao said, "This wine is called Drunken Dream. It was brewed by a master brewer of the Falling Star Continent using the essence of the universe, the sun, and the moon. Just a small sip will increase the speed of martial arts absorption."
"Oh?"
The Demon of Wine's eyes were filled with surprise.
Before he was imprisoned, he had traveled to countless mortal planes and drunk thousands of fine wines. This was the first time he had heard that fine wine used to liven things up could help martial artists improve their cultivation speed!
"Of course."
Jun Changxiao said, "The wine is also very strong. You'd better drink with caution, lest you get drunk and lose consciousness."
"Hahaha!"
The Demon of Wine laughed and said, "I started drinking when I was 20 years old. I've drunk all the fine wines in the mortal universe, and I've never gotten drunk and lost consciousness!"
"Shua!"
Speaking of this, he grabbed the wine with one hand and lifted the Drunken Dream up. He began to drink in the same way as before.
"Man!"
Jun Changxiao admired him in his heart.
When the sect held a celebration party, people would get drunk and lose consciousness. However, they would just use bowls as a substitute. No one dared to brag directly to the jar because the wine was too strong!
"Gulp! Gulp!"
The Demon of Wine drank to his heart's content. The more he drank, the better he felt. After he finished the jar, he placed one hand on the table and said, "I thought the Drunken Immortal Wine was the best wine I've ever drunk. Now it seems that there's always someone better than me!"
"Pa!"
Jun Changxiao also slapped the mud seal and lifted the Drunken Dream up to drink.
This was the first time he drank in the same way as before.
Anyway, he had the Fire Spirit in his body to help him refine the wine. Not to mention drinking a jar, he could even drink an ocean's worth of wine without a problem!
"Shua!"
The Demon of Wine was not satisfied after drinking one jar. He took the second jar. Just as he was about to lift it up, a flood of wine energy burst out from his body and rushed to his sea of consciousness.
"Not good …"
He was shocked and was about to set up a defense line. However, there was no time. He instantly lost consciousness and fell to the ground like a pile of mud.
The Drunken Dream was too strong. He would not be able to withstand drinking the whole jar in one go.
"Oh my god!"
"Boss drank until he passed out!"
All the prisoners stared with their eyes wide open.
The Demon of Wine's strongest battle record was fighting all the prisoners on the fifth floor of hell alone. In the end, he drank them all until they passed out. He then sat on the table and sang about how lonely it was to be invincible.
Now, after drinking just one jar of the Drunken Dream, he directly passed out. This … how strong was the alcohol!
"Gulp, gulp!"
Jun Changxiao quickly finished the jar of wine. Then, he looked at the Demon of Wine and shook his head. "That's it?"
After waiting for more than ten minutes, he turned around and said, "Tell me loudly who won!"
"…"
All the prisoners were silent.
Although they wanted to deny it, the truth was that their boss lost, and he lost in a very embarrassing way.
Jun Changxiao got the answer he wanted from their eyes. Then, he turned to the camera and said seriously, "Drinking alcohol is harmful to your health. Please do not drink too much. For everyone's safety, don't drink and drive."
…
Four hours later.
The Demon of Wine woke up from his sleep. He held his head that was in pain and said, "I … I drank until I blacked out!"
"So."
A voice sounded in his ear. "From now on, I am the boss of the fifth floor of hell."
The Demon of Wine raised his head and found that the kid was standing there with a smile on his face. Next to him was an empty jar of Drunken Dream. He was surprised. "You are not drunk?"
"Everyone can testify," Jun Changxiao said.
"…"
The Demon of Wine was silent.
In fact, it didn't matter if the prisoners testified or not. After all, he was drunk. This was an unchangeable fact.
"Shua!"
He struggled to stand up and said loudly, "Since you won, you are naturally the boss. I, the Demon of Wine, accept my defeat!"
Jun Changxiao was not surprised.
A person who was bold and unrestrained when drinking would not have a bad temperament.
"Come, come!"
The Demon of Wine waved his hand and said, "Come and greet the new boss!"
"Shua! Shua! Shua! "
A group of drunkard prisoners gathered and bowed respectfully to Jun Changxiao. However, their eyes never left the unopened jars of Drunken Dream.
"Since you have recognized me as your boss, I will naturally not treat you badly."
"Take this wine and drink it."
If Lan Kang knew that the Drunken Dream that he carefully brewed was given away by the Patriarch, he would definitely cry in the toilet.
"Boss."
The Demon of Wine gave a thumbs up and said, "I have been drinking for so many years, but this is the first time I have met an expert like you!"
Jun Changxiao thought of a plan and said, "There is someone who can drink more than me."
"Oh?"
The Demon of Wine was surprised. "Who?"
Jun Changxiao said with a serious expression, "In the Falling Star Continent where I live, there is a disciple of the Sect of All Times called Ye Xingchen. He is known as the Supreme of Wine Dao. I have challenged him a hundred times and lost a hundred times."
The system complained. "The host is starting to persecute Pei Aniu again!"
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