Before going up the Daqing Mountain, Xu Feng had rehearsed in his mind countless times what he would say and do after meeting the Drunken Swordsman. It can be said that no matter how the Drunken Swordsman reacted, Xu Feng had a way to deal with it. No matter what, he had to make the Drunken Swordsman sit next to him and drink a jar of Qingfeng Yuye.

There can be countless rehearsals, but when it is actually performed, there cannot be the slightest flaw, otherwise the Drunken Swordsman will realize that all this was deliberately arranged by Xu Feng. In the eyes of the Drunken Swordsman, Xu Feng is a sinister villain with ulterior motives, and everything done before will be in vain.

Proposing a bet as a joke was the most important part of Xu Feng's plan. He used the Qingfeng Yuye as an inducement and at the same time aroused the Drunken Swordsman's competitive spirit, so that even if the other party realized there was a trap ahead, he would jump in without hesitation. After all, it was just a harmless little bet.

Moreover, Xu Feng pondered over the content of the bet repeatedly before finally deciding on the bet. If you win, you will get a jar of Qingfeng Yuye, and if you lose, you will have to read a Taoist scripture to Xu Feng.

It would be best if the Drunken Swordsman won, but even if he lost, he should come over and sit next to him.

As long as he could come over, Xu Feng would have already won most of the battle. Then, he could say something like "it's hard to drink alone" or "it's tasteless" and the Drunken Swordsman would probably be willing to drink with him.

When Xu Feng heard the Drunken Swordsman say, "This wine seems to be 70% similar to the Qingfengzui in this town...", a look of triumph immediately appeared on his face. He laughed loudly and pretended to want to reveal the answer on his own initiative, but was stopped by the Drunken Swordsman.

"Wait a minute, the Taoist only said that the aroma of this wine is 70% similar to Qingfengzui, but he didn't say that this wine is Qingfengzui!" When the Drunken Swordsman saw that the smile on Xu Feng's face froze, he couldn't help feeling proud in his heart.

"If my guess is correct, this wine is the secret treasure of Qingfeng Tavern, Qingfeng Jade Liquid?" The Drunken Swordsman said proudly.

Xu Feng's face froze, then he revealed a bitter smile, and bowed to the Drunken Sword Immortal, saying, "I admire you. I was lucky today and bought a jar of Qingfeng Yuye. I wanted to show off in front of you, sir, but I didn't expect that I would shoot myself in the foot! I admit defeat. I only drank a sip of this jar of wine. The rest belongs to you, sir!"

That small sip just now has already satisfied the requirements for the Qingfeng Jade Liquid to produce its effects. Although he doesn't know the specific properties of the enhanced mental power after drinking it, Xu Feng also feels that his ears and eyes are sharp, and his mind is unusually clear. Both his activity level and thinking ability seem to have been greatly improved.

"In my current state, my mental strength has definitely broken through the limit of 10 points for ordinary people. It is estimated to be around eleven or twelve points!" Xu Feng said in his heart.

As a former Level 8 Secret Realm Apostle and A-level Forbidden Spell Master, Xu Feng’s mental power had already exceeded 100 points, so he had a relatively accurate grasp of the state of his mental power. Even without digitization, he could still guess it almost exactly! “It’s only a few months away from the final exam. I still remember that because of my father’s death, I gave up on myself during that period. I was originally weak and sick. When the final exam tested my digitized body, my strength, physique, and agility were not as good as those of ordinary people. Only my mental power was slightly stronger than that of ordinary people. As a result, even some third-rate universities were unwilling to recruit me. In the end, I had to become an adventurer and explore those wild secret realms alone in the wild. That difficult period was simply unbearable to recall…” Xu Feng said in his heart.

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Hearing that Xu Feng was really willing to give him a jar of Qingfeng Yuye, the Drunken Sword Immortal immediately smiled happily, rubbing his hands and saying embarrassedly: "How can I be so embarrassed? It's just a joke. I have already jumped out of the Three Realms and am not in the Five Elements. How can I be greedy for worldly things..."

As he spoke, he walked towards Xu Feng like a Drunken Swordsman, and easily crossed the light wall barrier! Xu Feng: "..."

You say no with your mouth, but your body is very honest! The Drunken Swordsman grabbed the jar of wine, gulped down two big gulps, wiped his sleeves, exhaled a long breath, and praised: "Good wine, good wine, clear and sweet, with a long aftertaste, brewed from hundreds of grains, and absorbed the essence of the tiger bone spirit fish, a spiritual power penetrated the twelve floors and rushed straight to the top of the head, hahaha!"

"Come on, eat two pieces of tiger meat. Although I don't have any cooking skills, drinking on an empty stomach is bound to be harmful to your body. It's good to eat two pieces to fill your stomach!" Xu Feng took out a new set of bowls and chopsticks, filled a bowl with tiger meat and handed it over.

The Taoist priest took two sips of wine and his face flushed. He took a bite of the tiger meat and nodded, saying, "The cooking is average, but the tiger meat is stewed to be tender and tasty. It's good for filling your stomach, but it's not worthy of being served in a refined restaurant!"

"I am from a poor family, so I don't care about anything. I just want to fill my stomach." Xu Feng showed an honest smile and said, "I am lucky today. I helped the grain store owner find his daughter and made a fortune. I sneaked to this mountain to enjoy a meal. I don't know where to eat the next meal. How dare I dream of being able to enter any elegant hall?"

The Drunken Swordsman raised his head, glanced at Xu Feng's clothes, nodded slightly, and said softly: "Okay, okay, okay!"

After saying that, he grabbed the jar of wine and took a big gulp.

Almost all of the two kilograms of Qingfeng Yuye went into Drunken Swordsman's stomach. He also ate a large bowl of tiger meat. The rest of the tiger meat, including the soup, was eaten up by Xu Feng.

Xu Feng was burping, holding his stomach, and half lying on Wohu Rock, pretending to be full and taking a rest, but he couldn't help feeling impatient.

He drank the wine and ate the meat, but the Drunken Swordsman seemed to be drunk. He sat cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed and did not move a muscle.

Seeing that the Drunken Swordsman did not leave, Xu Feng felt relieved immediately. After decades of hard work in his previous life, how could he not see through such a little trick?

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Now he absolutely could not take the initiative to ask for favors from the Drunken Swordsman, otherwise, all his efforts would be in vain.

After a long time, the Drunken Swordsman slowly opened his eyes, a gleam of brilliance flashed across his eyes, and he turned his head to look at Xu Feng. At this time, Xu Feng pretended to be full and lay on the back of Wohu Rock, snoring.

"Loyalty and trustworthiness, a pure heart, are rare, rare. Alas, what a pity, what a pity!" The Drunken Swordsman stared at Xu Feng and sighed softly, "I have enough opportunities and good fortune. I originally thought that I could accept a disciple on behalf of my master and pass on my Shushan sword-controlling skills. But unfortunately, the only flaw is that my bones and blood are only average, and my foundation and talent are extremely poor. Fortunately, I have eaten a lot of tonic food and drank spiritual wine to make up for it a little, but it is far from enough to become a sword-controlling master!"

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(End of this chapter)