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Chapter 1822

Everyone has an opportunity, and if everyone pursues it, everyone will only endanger themselves.

Chen Yang was already impressed by Shen Lang's ability to speak so bluntly.

Normally, he would have just said in an understatement that he would buy it for a large price, and that would be all.

Shen Lang continued to pour the wine, and Chen Yang continued to drink honestly.

Immediately, Chen Yang discovered that his previous judgment was right or wrong.

Yes, Shen Lang is indeed a hero of the Liquor Kingdom, and he loves wine as much as his life;

What's wrong is that Chen Yang somewhat exaggerated the effect of this spiritual wine.

After only the fourth bowl, Chen Yang felt that the effect was declining. It still didn't take a long time to refine the elixir, otherwise the erysipelas would remain. However, the accumulation of drug resistance was even more exaggerated than that of ordinary elixirs.

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Chen Yang was very suspicious. If he drank it continuously, up to ten bowls, the effect of this spiritual wine would be better than nothing.

This is also natural.

Chen Yang thought to himself: "Otherwise, Senior Brother Shen Lang would be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Shangguan Qing with his current level of cultivation."

"It seems that Senior Brother's opportunity is not that simple. I just don't know if he can tell the difference during the outer sect competition."

Chen Yang was still thinking, Shen Lang was about to pour the wine, but Chen Yang noticed and stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Senior Brother, Chen Yang is too drunk, so he won't drink this wine."

Chen Yang said with a wry smile.

As he spoke, he took a drink, and the aroma of wine spread everywhere, causing the noses of the servant disciples from other soup pools outside to twitch.

God knows how this spiritual wine is refined. When you drink it, you don't feel it, but it has a heavenly aroma when you type it.

Shen Lang looked at the wine gourd, then at Chen Yang's monkey-butt-like face, and regretfully put away the gourd and stopped pouring wine.

Just by looking at his expression of regret that could not be concealed, Chen Yang knew that his judgment was correct.

"An old drunkard."

"It's solid."

As much as Chen Yangcai drank, it was of little use.

Shen Lang carried such an amount with him that he could drink it as water on weekdays, but it would have no effect at all.

It's just that good wine is as good as life.

As soon as Shen Lang put away the wine gourd, he immediately became serious and returned to the way he was when they first met.

He said sternly: "Shen just happened to hear junior brother asking about the ranking of the outer sect. Junior brother, don't you know?"

Chen Yang shook his head and said: "Before, I was so busy with chores that I didn't even have much time to practice, let alone these things. I have to thank senior brother for helping me in the first place. Junior brother has the effrontery to ask senior brother to clear up my confusion."

Since Shen Lang took the initiative to lift it up, Chen Yang naturally climbed up along the pole.

Even if the serving disciple knew about it, he would definitely not know it as clearly as Shen Lang, the person involved.

Shen Lang recalled the story of how he accidentally went to the mass graves to search for materials to practice and rescued Chen Yang. He couldn't help but sigh. Do you know what Chen Yang was referring to? At the same time, he couldn't help but feel confused.

In just a few days, after just waking up from a heavy drunkenness, Chen Yang struggled to survive in a mass grave and became a legend among the outer sect.

The amazing opportunity this man had was beyond words.

Shen Lang sighed with emotion and then said: "I won't talk about solving the doubts. Shen will give you a brief explanation so that you have an idea."

Chen Yang subconsciously assumed a posture of sitting upright to show his respect for Shen Lang's answer to the question.

As a result, as soon as he took the pose, he realized something was wrong.

At this moment, they were in the soup pool, looking at each other candidly, and no matter how they posed, they didn't look like that.

Chen Yang simply slid down and immersed himself comfortably in the soup pool. Only the top of his neck was exposed, and he looked at Shen Lang longingly.
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