My Cultivation Game

Lu Qing transmigrated and inherited a dilapidated sect.

He also discovered that with the help of a sect assistant, he could summon players into this world.

Then, the style of things cha...

Chapter 237 Night Banquet (Part 2)

Another monk immediately came up and brought sobering tea and a towel to the thatched old man.

As a result, the process of removing the cups was also interrupted.

Other matters of discussion immediately diverted the topic elsewhere.

“Great wine!!”

Lu Qing suddenly slammed the table.

The attention of the whole council was again on him.

You finally stop pretending, right?

Lu Qing estimated the speed at which the alcohol would dissipate, and weighed the capacity of the jar, then he lifted the jar and poured the alcohol into his mouth.

His expression was still one of pain.

The nine council members present were also accustomed to this expression.

Drink the whole jar.

Lu Qing put down the jar and sat down painfully without even burping.

Now, these people in the meeting decided to observe carefully to see how Lu Qing changed from a painful expression to a normal state.

You must learn the details of this action.

Maybe it will be useful in the future.

For a moment, the main table fell into a strange silence.

It lasts for a very long time.

However, Lu Qing leaned back in his chair, somewhat confused.

After drinking a jar of Zuimengxinghu, my brain felt like it was poured into cement, and my stomach felt like a rain of swords was pouring down.

This is a sign of a clash of sword energies!!

Zhang Shu was delighted.

The other members of the meeting watched for a long time, but saw no movement. Then, finally unable to resist, they turned their heads and looked at the others, looking at each other in confusion.

Is this Sect Master Lu in trouble or not?

Wei Erzhu and Thatched Old Man looked at Zhang Shu.

"Zhang Shu, isn't it inappropriate for you to urge me to drink like this?"

"How can this be called urging people to drink?" Zhang Shu smiled and continued to open the jar on his own.

"Don't worry, Brother Lu has a high level of cultivation. How could he be defeated by a jar of wine!" Han Huohuo also laughed.

Zhang Shu didn't think Lu Qing would be driven insane by a jar of wine. A great cultivator like him couldn't be compatible with the sword spirit, so he could just expel it. The discomfort would last for ten days or half a month at most, and at most, a year or two should be enough, right?

Lu Qing wouldn't insist on forcing the Tianchen Sword Sect's skills as Wei Erzhu said!

What a joke, can't he hear that it's a reminder?

Lu Qing remained silent.

Finally, Xingwen couldn't help but get up and wanted to check on his condition.

But at this moment, a pair of chopsticks reached into a plate of stir-fried cabbage, picked up a piece of cabbage leaf that was as clear as jade and full of fragrance, and put it into the mouth.

The one holding the chopsticks was Lu Qing!

At this moment, there was no trace of pain on his face! !

When did he wake up???

The emerald cabbage tastes crispy, springy, fresh, tender and juicy. Just one bite is like swallowing a ball of rich spiritual energy.

Lu Qing's spiritual sea flashed a few times and was successfully filled.

The fourth level of Qi Refining!!

In just one meal, Lu Qing easily broke through to the fourth level of Qi Refining! !

So fast?

But why are they looking at me?

Could it be that they sensed that I had broken through to the fourth level of Qi Refining?

Lu Qing was a little confused.

"If Fellow Daoist Lu can't handle the alcohol, then everyone present will pass out as soon as they touch the alcohol."

"Lu Dao friendly means!"

"Hahahaha, keep going, come on. Everyone knows that my Wanshu Palace Monkey Wine is famous, but today, I would like to invite everyone to taste the flavor of this Hundred Flowers Brew!!"

I'm not drunk, am I?

Lu Qing shook the jar, but there was not a drop of wine left inside.

The idea of using alcohol to test whether the hangover pill is ineffective cannot be realized for the time being.

Lu Qing looked at the table.

The council members felt a tightness in their hearts.

Can’t handle alcohol???

Is this Fellow Daoist Lu a drunkard?