Night fell.
On the training field of Iron Bone, there was a huge bonfire. The rising flames illuminated the surroundings clearly.
Hundreds of tables surrounded the bonfire. On them were all kinds of delicacies, pastries, and jars of wine.
Thousands of disciples stood in a mess. The atmosphere was warm and high, as if they were holding a celebration party.
"Come!"
Jun Chang raised his big bowl and said, "To the disciples who defeated the Holy Spring Sect and spread the might of Iron Bone, let's drink this bowl of wine."
"Sect Leader is mighty, Senior Brother is mighty!"
The disciples raised their bowls and drank to their heart's content.
Their mood, which had always been in a high-intensity cultivation, also eased a lot under the stimulation of alcohol.
Balance between work and rest.
This was always emphasized by Sect Leader Jun.
Therefore, such gatherings would naturally be held once in a while.
Firstly, it could allow the disciples to relax. Secondly, it could allow everyone to better integrate into the big family of Iron Bone.
"Sect Leader."
Su Xiaomo raised his wine and said, "Thank you for cultivating me for more than a year. This bowl of wine is a toast to you."
"Hey, hey."
Jun Changxiao said, "If each of you toasted a bowl of wine, I'm afraid I would be drunk into a puddle of mud today."
Although he said that, he still raised his bowl and drank with Su Xiaomo.
After all, he was a native of Shandong in his previous life. On the wine table, he was forthright and did not refuse anyone!
Moreover.
Spirit Qi could dispel the alcohol.
As long as he didn't want to get drunk, it didn't matter how much he drank!
"Sect Leader!"
Xiao Ziji raised his bowl and said, "This cup of wine is a toast to you. I also hope that the sect will prosper and become the strongest sect in the Falling Star Continent."
Su Xiaomo smiled and said, "Junior Brother Xiao said the wrong thing. It should be the strongest sect!"
"Drink as punishment, drink as punishment!"
Li Fei and Tian Qi hurriedly followed suit.
Xiao Ziji awkwardly drank two big bowls in a row. Unable to withstand the alcohol, his face immediately turned red.
When he won the Great Sect Competition in Liyang City, he had drunk too much. He hugged the wine jar and cried because that was the emotional release of five years of grievances.
Now that he was drunk once more, there was a smile on his face.
Because there was no more grievance, no more decadence, only a stronger heart.
Jun Changxiao was happy to see that Xiao Zui Ji, who had sunk into depression, was able to stand up again after being fed chicken soup and trained.
"Sect Leader."
Li Qingyang raised the cup and said, "This cup of wine is a toast to you."
If he had not met Jun Changxiao, his life would have ended outside the Green Sun City, and he would not have achieved what he had today.
The other disciples all toasted to express their admiration for the Sect Leader.
After a while.
Jun Changxiao drank dozens of bowls of wine.
Although he occasionally used his spiritual power to dissolve part of the alcohol, the drunkenness still disturbed his sea of consciousness.
"Come, come!"
Su Xiaomo drunkenly held a bowl of wine and put his arm around Li Fei's shoulder, saying, "Let's drink."
"How is one enough?"
"Tell me how many!"
"At least six, Lucky!"
"Aiya, damn, you're quite gutsy. Come, come, let's drink six!"
Su Xiaomo and Li Fei stood up, the two of them placed ten large bowls on the table, and then filled them all with wine.
"They're going to fight!"
All the disciples gathered around to watch the show.
"Gulp!" "Gulp!"
Su Xiaomo and Li Fei stepped on the chairs, and then began to drink bowl after bowl.
"Senior Brothers."
Li Tian Tian shouted: "This bowl of wine is more expensive than a kilogram of meat, don't spill it!"
"Pfft!"
Li Fei couldn't hold it in and spat out the wine, splashing it all over his face.
"Hahaha!"
"Ahahaha!"
All the disciples laughed until they were convulsing.
Jun Changxiao held a bottle of wine and lay on the stairs in front of the hall, watching the disciples play to their hearts' content, the corner of his mouth raised into a smile.
He wanted to build the strongest sect.
He also wanted to build a happy and warm home.
For now, he had a happy and warm home, but there was still a long way to go before he could build the strongest sect.
Not all of them had been drinking.
For example, Lu Qianqian, Ye Xingchen, and Zhou Hong.
Although the three of them didn't drink, standing in front of the table, the cheerful atmosphere around them also affected their hearts.
Especially Ye Xingchen.
Looking at his fellow disciples drinking without any scruples, looking at the frank smiles on their faces, he thought to himself: "In my previous life, I've never seen such a happy sect."
After half a round of drinking.
Jun Changxiao turned on the speaker, and the disciples danced around the fire to the accompaniment of music.
"Sect Leader."
Lu Qianqian walked over and stood in front of the stairs, saying: "It's a little inappropriate to let your guard down like this."
"It's fine."
Jun Changxiao took a sip of wine and said: "No one can break in …"
Boom!
Suddenly, a loud sound was heard.
The disciples who were dancing all stopped, their eyes filled with surprise.
"Pa!"
Jun Changxiao turned off the speaker, got up, and quickly dissolved the alcohol with spiritual energy. His whole person suddenly became extremely sober.
Boom! Boom!
Just at this moment, two more loud sounds were heard.
The formation hidden in the space gradually revealed itself. Clearly, it was under attack.
Lu Qianqian frowned and said: "The people of the Demon Fiend Sect are here."
"They're really fast."
Jun Changxiao stepped forward and opened the dark red door.
At the entrance of the mountain gate stairs, a man in black clothes scratched his head and said: "I didn't expect this little Iron Bone to have an array protecting it."
Who was this person?
Hades Jiang, Beggar Jiang!
At dusk, he was still thousands of miles away, but he came so quickly. His speed was quite fast.
Jun Changxiao said: "Who are you?"
Jiang Ya raised his head, flicked his messy black hair, and said with a smile: "Demon Fiend Sect, Jiang Ya."
"Creak."
The door closed directly, and Jun Changxiao's voice came: "Sorry, my Iron Bone Sect doesn't welcome people from the Demon Fiend Sect, please go back."
Jiang Ya grinned and said: "Boy, is it because of the defensive array that you are so fearless?"
"Shua!"
As he spoke, he raised his right fist.
Spiritual energy visible to the naked eye instantly surged from all directions, and then suddenly blasted over.
"Bang!"
The power of this punch was at least more than a million catties, which could be said to be quite explosive, but it didn't cause the slightest ripple when it hit the sect-protecting array.
Jiang Ya was a little confused.
His strength just now had already condensed to two million catties. Even if he couldn't break the array, he should at least give it some face!
"This Iron Bone's defensive array is a bit strong." Jiang Ya rubbed his hands, but also smiled and said: "However, for me, it's also very challenging."
"Huhu!"
His body released a vast amount of demonic energy, and then under the control of spiritual thoughts, it instantly turned into fists and blasted toward the array barrier.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Bursts of explosions came, like the sound of firecrackers.
However, after the crazy bombardment, Jiang Ya grabbed his hair and collapsed: "What the hell is this array? After dozens of punches, there is no reaction at all!"
There was a reaction.
With the series of bombardment just now, the sect-protecting array, which was slightly blurry, became clearer and clearer.
The disciples who were in the sect could see the arc-shaped array barrier in the sky.
"Babies."
Jun Changxiao clapped his hands and said: "It's getting late, go back and rest."
"Yes!"
The disciples cleaned up the martial arts practice field and then returned to the inner courtyard to sleep.
Although at night, there were occasional bombardment sounds from outside, they slept very soundly.
This was because they had been cultivating for too long, drinking and having fun to relax.
Jun Changxiao also had a good sleep.
The next day, when he woke up and opened the red painted door, he saw the guy called Jiang Ya still standing in front of the mountain gate, his eyes bloodshot.
This was not because he had stayed up late.
This was because he was angry because he couldn't break the array through the night!
"Boom!"
Jiang Ya fiercely blasted the barrier again. His strength was still two to three million catties, but it didn't shake at all. Finally, he squatted on the ground, grabbing his hair with a look of despair.
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