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Chapter 162

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Jun Mo Xie laughed, and didn't speak any more nonsense. He waved his hand, and the two warriors behind him carried a jug of wine, and gently placed it on the table. Suddenly, the three of them focused their attention on the two jugs of wine.

"Only this much? Only two small jugs? "The prince was a little disappointed.

"Two jugs is too little?" Jun Moxie rolled his eyes: "Ten thousand taels of silver for a jug. These two jugs are worth twenty thousand taels of silver. I can't even drink for free. "

"Ten thousand taels of silver for a jug?" Song Laosan snorted: "I have never heard of a wine that is worth ten thousand taels of silver for a jug! Just the price alone is a hundred or even a thousand times more than the price of this Song's wine. This time, I've really broadened my horizons. "His words were said with a hint of sarcasm in them.

"Frog at the bottom of a well, how can you know the vastness of the Milky Way! You are the one who has seen the world. "Jun Moxie said without any trace of politeness. "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and start, we still have things to do when we get back. "

I haven't even said that this wine is actually blended. My wine should be worth ten thousand taels of silver for a cup!

The three of them saw this brat's overbearing attitude and couldn't help but get angry. The black-robed Lady Lengleng snorted and looked at the jug of wine: "The aroma of the wine is only so-so, it doesn't necessarily mean that it is good."

"Who is good and who is bad, we will only know after tasting it. How can we know the quality of the wine before tasting it?" Jun Moxie also snorted coldly.

The three of them sat down angrily. The two judges had already made up their minds. If the two wines are about the same, or even if this brat's wine is slightly better, they will still give Song Laosan the victory! Let's see how arrogant this brat is!

A small jug of wine costs ten thousand taels of silver. Why don't you just rob the treasury?

"Ah? Why is there a little girl here? " Jun Moxie looked at little Yang Mo in surprise and praised: "Not bad. Beautiful eyebrows and phoenix eyes. In the future, when you ask for my hand in marriage, you will definitely break the threshold! Tsk tsk … "

"I'm a man, a man!" Little Yang Mo was so angry that he forgot his shyness and let go of the hem of his father's clothes. He clenched his fists tightly and glared fiercely at Jun Moxie with his black and white eyes. His voice was filled with Tong Rui's voice.

"Really? Why can't I tell? You don't even have an Adam's apple. Even the voice is a girl's. "Jun Moxie shook his head and squinted at him." Why don't you take off your pants to prove it? "

This was obviously bullying. It would be strange if such a young child had an Adam's apple!

"I'm really a man!" The little fellow clutched the waistband of his trousers tightly, his little face flushed red. He was very afraid that this shameless strange uncle would come over and pull off his trousers.

"Let's say you are a man." Jun Moxie giggled, "Come, little girl, watch me compete with your grandfather in drinking." He pointed at Wangye.

"I'm a man!" The little guy screamed again, "Besides, that's my father!"

"Pfft …!" The few of them laughed at the same time and rocked back and forth. Jun Moxie also laughed and rubbed his hair. "Okay, okay, okay. Didn't I say that you are a man? Is that okay?"

"En, okay." The little fellow didn't notice the other meaning in Jun Moxie's words. He whispered in Jun Moxie's ear, "If you still don't believe me, I'll take off my pants and show you my d * ck when there's no one around."

Jun Mo Xie was left dumbstruck. He had been defeated!

Although the little fellow spoke softly, which one of the people present didn't have a keen sense of hearing? Even if the little guy's voice had been ten times softer, they would've still been able to hear him. So, they couldn't help but burst into laughter. Jun Mo Xie's teasing made everyone feel as if the distance between them had been shortened by a lot.

Jun Moxie secretly smiled in his heart. Amusing a child … Although the Hitman had lived two lives, he had never done such a thing before. But he was using this method to make everyone laugh and liven up the atmosphere. Then after the drinking competition, wouldn't it be easier to talk about anything?

However, no matter how strong an expert was, it would be useless to argue with a child!

Looking at a mysterious master and a Tian Xuan master, Jun Moxie felt that he would be letting himself down if he didn't make use of this opportunity.

Old Song carefully came out of the inner room, holding two jars of wine as if they were treasures. There was a thick layer of dust on top of these jars, and no one knew how long they had been there.

"In order to be fair, since you only brought two jars of wine, then I will also bring two jars." Old Song was somewhat proud of himself. These two jars of wine had been brewed when he was in the prime of his life. He had used the best fruits and spring water to brew these two jars of wine.

"This wine was brewed when I was twenty-eight years old. Back then, I was in the prime of my life. I traveled from the snowy peaks to the north, to the glaciers to the south, to the drifting clouds to the east, and to the Pengduan Mountains to the west. I spent five years collecting more than thirty types of exotic flowers and fruits, then mixed it with the essence of the five grains and water from the snowy peaks to brew it. Song Shang's hand rested on the jars of wine as he spoke with a sad expression on his face: "After I brewed this wine, I suffered a series of major changes, and was unable to recover. I hid in Tian Xiang, and never came out again. At that time, I was only able to brew these two jars of wine, and was not willing to drink them. These two jars of wine can be regarded as the pinnacle of my life. "

As he said this, the prince and the black-robed man, Solitary Eagle, became even more interested.

"For five years, you searched all over the world, just to brew a dozen jars of wine …" Solitary Eagle shook his head: "If it were me, I would never have been able to do it. Just this point alone makes this wine worth drinking! "

"Worth drinking? Haha … "Song Shang's smile was very strange, and there was a feeling of sadness in his heart:" I have been wholeheartedly making this world's best wine for a few years, and the world has changed for me! "

"Well said, the quality of the wine is indeed secondary. Just this persistence is worthy of praise." Jun Moxie applauded: "However, persistence is not synonymous with success. In the end, the quality of the wine needs to be judged by the taster's objective opinion. "

The three glared at the same time. Jun Dashao's words had offended all three of them. Persistence is not synonymous with success, and he was clearly saying that this wine was not the best wine! What objective opinion? Was he clearly saying that the judge would be biased?

Solitary Eagle Lengleng looked at him. Just a moment ago, he was somewhat pleasing to the eye, but now he suddenly felt that he was very annoying. He actually dared to disagree with this old man, and even dared to question this old man's judgment? He could not help but say coldly: "Young man, are you saying that persistence is not important? Let me ask you, since ancient times, when successful people, whose deeds have been passed down for thousands of years, which one of them was not particularly persistent? Success isn't something that can be determined by just talking! "

"Although persistence is important, it depends on whether persistence is worth it!" Jun Moxie was not the slightest bit afraid, and said coldly: "Having confidence and being able to succeed, this is called admirable. However, if you know that there is no hope and still persist, then you are the number one fool in the world! "

"That's right, since ancient times, all successful people have a special characteristic, and that is persistence! Once they have identified a goal, they will not look back, and they will work hard all the way, and finally create their own world. And their stories will be passed down for generations. For example, in terms of conquering the mainland, our Tian Xiang's founding emperor, Yang Kaitian; in terms of Xuan cultivation, such examples can be found everywhere! However, what Senior said just now was very reasonable. Success or failure was not something that could be determined by words alone! I believe that any famous Xuan cultivation master does not rely on words alone! "

"Xuan cultivation master, oh? Do you know which Xuan cultivation masters? "Solitary Eagle had piqued his interest.

"There are eight Xuan cultivation masters in the world, and they are very famous. It would be hard not to know of them, right? The number one is the elusive Supreme Eagle, Yun Bie Chen, who is accompanied by a Level Nine Xuan Beast, and his cultivation has been rumored to be at the peak of Supreme Shen Xuan's! He is free and unfettered, but every time he appears in the world, something earth-shattering will happen! "

"That's right." Solitary Eagle nodded slowly. The prince and Song Shang heard the name "Supreme Eagle" Yun Bie Chen, and their faces were filled with awe. Yun Bie Chen had indeed become a legend! An immortal existence!

"The second one is the Great Master Li Jue Tian! He does as he pleases, and does not distinguish between good and evil. He is vicious and merciless, but his cultivation is at the peak of Xuan cultivation. No one can doubt this, and I believe that no one would dare to! "

"The number three is the mysterious Master of the Silver Blizzard City, Han Feng Xue." Jun Mo Xie had mentioned the Silver Blizzard City, and the Solitary Falcon's face had slightly twitched in response.

"The fourth is the Heaven's Equal Peak's Freak, Mo Wentian!" Jun Mo Xie saw his reaction, but continued to speak without batting an eyelid. "This person is said to be from Tian Xiang."

"The number five is Supreme Lei Wu Bei."

"The sixth is the Grandmaster of the Shen Ci Empire, who is rumored to be Mo Wen Tian's arch-enemy, the Life and Death Supremacy Shi Chang Xiao! This person is currently in Tian Xiang City! "Jun Moxie smiled coldly.

"The number seven is Supreme Meng Hong Chen, who lives in seclusion in the Blue Sea."

"As for the number eight, hehe …" Jun Moxie smiled calmly, "It's hard to say."

"What's so hard to say?" Solitary Eagle raised his eyebrows, and looked at Jun Moxie with a cold gaze, "It's just a name. Is it hard to say? "

"The number eight should be tied by two people in the eyes of the world." Jun Moxie smiled mysteriously, "Solitary Eagle of the Grasslands and Feng Juan Yun of the Fierce Gale Swordsman have been fighting for the number eight position for half their lives, and have yet to determine a winner! That's why I said that the number eight position will be shared between the two of them! "

"What do you mean by no winner? That Feng Juan Yun was not even worth mentioning, it was just an undeserved reputation! What qualifications does he have to be compared with the Divine Eagle of the Grasslands? "Solitary Eagle snorted twice.

"Senior's words make sense. I heard that Solitary Eagle often goes to the Great Snowy Mountains to practice his martial arts, and fights with thousands of vultures. If this rumor is true, then the tenacity of the Divine Eagle of the Grasslands is commendable." Jun Moxie's face was heavy, but there was a hint of worship in it, "From this point of view, Solitary Eagle indeed has the qualifications to be above Feng Juan Yun. He is worthy of being called the Supreme Master of the Grasslands!"

Solitary Eagle couldn't help but be pleased with this affirmation, and praised, "I didn't expect a kid like you to be able to name all eight grandmasters. You have some knowledge."

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