Urban Super Dude

Wang Ye came to propose a toast, and he was bored. How could Su Yang have any reason to raise fish?

(Regarding Wang Ye, or Wang Ye, I neglected this in the previous chapters, so I’ll give you a hint. It’s actually Wang Ye.)

Nowadays, the sky is getting dark, Su Yang has drunk a lot of wine, and he is in a state of tipsy.

Being drunk was uncomfortable, but being tipsy was very comfortable and my mood improved a lot.

There are many dangers in the recovery of spiritual energy. I don't know what the outcome will be and what difficulties are waiting for Su Yang.

Even if the spiritual energy recovery is successful by luck, what happens next will be even more cruel.

Even if Yanlong Immortal Emperor is left behind this time, there are still two Immortal Emperors outside the territory.

and.

According to what Jing Ke said, the ancestral dragon thousands of years ago had already entered the imperial realm.

But the Yanlong Immortal Emperor who came to the earth at that time was only in the quasi-emperor realm. Even if he could sweep across the earth's quasi-emperors, he couldn't be compared with the Ancestral Dragon.

But Zulong chose to leave the earth before the arrival of Immortal Emperor Yanlong, saying that he was looking for methods outside the territory. This was obviously strange.

In short, it is true that the earth is in crisis. I am afraid that there will be few opportunities to relax like this in the future.

"Su Yang, let me toast you again."

At this time, Wang Ye poured himself another glass of wine from the wine bottle in his hand, and then drank it all.

"Haha, good drinker!"

When Su Yang came back to his senses, he was naturally unambiguous. He filled a glass of wine from the wine bottle on the table, raised his head and drank it.

Without the use of spiritual energy to dissolve alcohol, everyone will become drunk if they drink too much.

Su Yang drank two glasses of wine in a row. One glass was about two taels, which was only half a catty.

So at this moment, Su Yang felt elated and realized that he could no longer drink.

But Wang Ye refused to give up. He filled himself up again, drank it all, and then looked at Su Yang.

It seems to mean that nothing is said and everything is in the wine.

Su Yang was so drunk that he couldn't stand such a provocation. He smiled heartily and said, "The third cup will be with you."

After drinking the third cup, Su Yang's body swayed, and it was obvious that he was not feeling well.

"Su Yang, it's not interesting to drink one cup at a time. I still have more than two cups in this bottle. I'll just blow on the bottle. Don't say I'm bullying you. Just drink one cup."

Wang Ye could tell that Su Yang had drunk too much, and the gap between his own strength and Su Yang was getting wider and wider. He was trying to get his place back, so naturally he would not miss this opportunity.

"Uh, no, this is liquor, not beer. How can you blow on the bottle..."

Su Yang was about to stop him, but Wang Ye had already picked up the bottle and drank it down.

"Su Yang, it's your turn."

Wang Ye looked at Su Yang and smiled softly: "Su Yang, no, leader, you are not afraid anymore, are you?"

"I……"

Su Yang hesitated. If he finished drinking, he would be completely confused, so he hesitated a little.

"Leader, don't be cowardly. Taoist Master Wang Ye is not as strong as you, and he will definitely not be as good as you when it comes to drinking."

"Yes, yes, leader, this is about a man's face. How can you admit defeat? It's his fault!"

"Leader, I believe you can do it. Isn't it just half a bottle of wine? Grit your teeth, close your eyes, and finish it."

"Come on, leader, leader, we will win!"

"Come on, leader, leader, we will win!"

…

Everyone at the scene noticed what was going on here and started to boo, and they all gathered around.

"Just do it!"

Seeing this, Su Yang's little vanity suddenly rose in his drunken state.

After saying that, Su Yang drank half a bottle of Maotai-flavor liquor without hesitation, leaving everyone present stunned.

At this time, everyone had drunk too much. The previous claims that you would never get drunk even after a thousand cups of wine were all bragging.

They all trembled when they saw Su Yang being so bold and clearing the bottle in one go.

As for Wang Ye, after finishing the wine in the bottle, he said goodbye to Su Yang and the elders present, and left politely.

"Good fellow, Master Wang, you can do this as a disciple. Even after drinking so much, your face doesn't change and you don't walk unsteadily."

Su Yang watched Wang Ye leave, shook his head, and said with admiration: "I admire it, I admire it. He has a better drinking capacity than me. How much can he drink on a regular basis?"

"A teetotaler."

Wang Chongyun, who was next door, responded with a smile: "How can a Taoist drink alcohol? A bad person must remember the rules and never drink."

"This... is terrifying. He is so strong after drinking for the first time. He is a true pride of heaven. I would like to call him the best drinker in the ancient martial arts world!" Su Yang said seriously.

"Leader Su, you misunderstood."

Wang Chongyun smiled when he heard this, and then whispered: "What the scoundrel drank just now was not wine, but... water."

"We people in Wudang Mountain always drink tea instead of wine. This is a rule and everyone knows about it." Wang Chongyun added.

"???"

Su Yang was dumbfounded and said in disbelief: "You mean, what Wang Ye drank just now was water?"

"Not bad." Wang Chongyun nodded and admitted.

"Nima!"

"No wonder the boy's expression didn't change when he drank. He drank water for his emotions!"

Su Yang's face instantly darkened, and he muttered: "I was actually fooled. What a loss. Wang Ye, this kid, can't drink wine... No, what the hell, he doesn't drink. This kid can't drink water. I despise him." he!"

"Amitabha."

At this time, Abbot Yuantong, who was sitting at the three o'clock position, put his hands together and said, "Leader Su, Taoist Wang Ye is not to blame for this matter."

"We in Wudang Mountain and Bodhi Mountain are all people who have separated from the secular world. We abstain from alcohol and meat. You must respect our eating habits."

"For us, wine and meat are like poison that penetrates the intestines. It is really difficult to swallow."

Baoxiang, the abbot of Yuantong, said solemnly: "The wine is not bad. It is brewed with whole grains. It is acceptable. However, it is easy to mess up the mind after being drunk. It is not suitable for monks."

"Meat is even more taboo for us. It is already a sin for a poor monk to sit here today and see a table full of delicacies from the mountains and seas. Hey."

Abbot Yuantong put his hands together and then said: "Everyone, eat slowly. The poor monk must recite the mantra of rebirth to see off these living beings who died in vain due to people's desire to eat."

Hearing this, Su Yang felt awe-struck, full of respect for Abbot Yuantong, and didn't think there was anything wrong with him mentioning it at this time.

As Abbot Yuantong said, he must respect the eating habits of monks.

Therefore, Su Yang nodded and politely returned a Buddhist salute.

"Abbot Yuantong Gaoyi is worthy of being an eminent monk."

"It is really admirable for a monk to be able to endure all kinds of emotions and desires."

"Yes, all those who cultivate their minds are worthy of admiration. We secular people may not be able to resist even one of the temptations they have experienced."

…

Everyone at the scene looked at Abbot Yuantong with admiration. Some people even imitated Abbot Yuantong and clasped their hands.

For a moment, the Buddha's trumpet sounded at the scene, and the atmosphere was very solemn.

"Senior brother."

But at this moment, Fozi Wuji suddenly ran over, holding a duck leg in each hand, his mouth full of oil, and said excitedly: "Kyoto roast duck, freshly baked, still steaming, try it quickly taste!"

"What!"

“Kyoto roast duck!”

“There’s Kyoto roast duck here!”

Unexpectedly, when Abbot Yuantong heard the word "roast duck", his power was instantly broken. He was even more excited than Buddha Wuji. He said with a trembling voice: "No wonder I smelled a special fragrance earlier and was always curious about what it was. It turned out to be Kyoto roast duck." ah!"

"Good junior brother, bring it to senior brother to have a taste. Senior brother has no other hobbies. He is most obsessed with roast duck. I am so lucky to be able to eat Kyoto roast duck today!"

"Brother, this duck leg is just for you, here it goes." Fozi Wuji generously threw the roast duck leg in his right hand to Abbot Yuantong.

"Haha, hahaha!"

Abbot Yuantong took the roast duck, laughed twice at first, and then chewed it regardless of the image.

Well……

This scene made everyone at the scene confused, and everyone had a look of astonishment on their faces.

Even Shi Haohan, Wang Chongyun, Charity Shitai and others at the same table were all the same, and they were extremely surprised.

Su Yang had black lines all over his head and wiped sweat.

Grandma, you just told me righteously and righteously, let me respect your food culture.

I respect it, but do you respect it yourself? You turn your head and eat the big duck leg.

Abbot, Abbot, can't we insist on eating secretly when no one is around? This way we can at least maintain our image in everyone's mind.

After chewing for more than ten seconds, Abbot Yuantong realized that the duck legs were almost gone.

"Amitabha, uh, um, he lost his composure. It was the poor monk who lost his composure."

Abbot Yuantong threw the bones aside, wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth, and said awkwardly: "Dear donors, don't just look at the poor monk. The roast duck is very delicious, but it won't taste good when it's cold."

"cough."

Su Yang came to his senses and couldn't help but ask: "Abbot, didn't you just ask me to respect the eating habits of monks? Why did you..."

"Amitabha."

Upon hearing this, Abbot Yuantong immediately became serious and said seriously: "The wine and meat passed through the intestines, and the Buddha's heart remained. The reason why the poor monk ate this duck leg was just to fulfill his wish."

"It is already dead and has been made into roast duck. If I don't eat it, it will be worthless and I will not have any merit in this life. I will definitely go to hell."

Abbot Yuantong continued: "Now, it has been sacrificed to the five internal organs temple of the poor monk, and the poor monk will be grateful to it. For it, it has produced merit, and its final journey in this life will naturally be much smoother."

"Although the poor monk cannot guarantee that it will definitely achieve positive results, the pain of the eighteen hells has nothing to do with it."

Abbot Yuantong clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, if a poor monk breaks the precepts and sacrifices himself to bring merit to a living being, that poor monk will never look back."

"As the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, who will? Amitabha, that's good."

At the end, Abbot Yuantong recited the Buddha's name again, his hands were oily and he looked out of place.

However, everyone at the scene thought it made sense, and they all nodded silently to express their support for Abbot Yuantong.

"that……"

Su Yang said, "Abbott, actually, it doesn't matter if you don't eat this duck leg."

"There are so many of us. Since it has been baked, how can it be wasted? Why should you break the precept and embarrass yourself." Su Yang couldn't help but said, almost laughing.

"Poor monk..."

Abbot Yuantong didn't know how to explain it for a while. He hesitated for a few seconds without saying a word.

"Ha ha."

Seeing this, Su Yang couldn't help it anymore and laughed out loud.

Others at the scene also reacted, but due to the prestige of Abbot Yuantong, they only dared to laugh secretly.

This made Abbot Yuantong very embarrassed, with a dark face at a loss.

"Okay, Abbot, stop pretending, just eat what you want. Now that the country allows monks to get married, there are still so many rules about what to do." Su Yang advised.

"Amitabha... If that's the case, then the poor monk... you're not welcome."

Abbot Yuantong gritted his teeth. He had already made an exception in public anyway, so what if he took two more bites? He simply broke the jar and ate it with big mouthfuls.

This scene made everyone at the scene laugh and added a little fun to the wine party.

Before I knew it, it was already late at night.

After drinking and eating, Su Yang and Shi Haohan walked out of the Shangguan family together and came to a quiet park.

There were only two people here, Su Yang and Shi Haohan, and the surroundings were quiet except for the chirping of birds and the chirping of insects.

"Su Yang, tell me honestly, is it difficult to revive spiritual energy?" Shi Haohan looked at Su Yang and asked seriously.

"Disaster."

Su Yang nodded and said: "But I must face the difficulties and seize the opportunity, otherwise the earth will be more difficult in the future."

"Hahaha, face the difficulties. Well, you are worthy of being my grandson, Shi Haohan!"

Shi Haohan patted Su Yang's shoulder appreciatively, and then said: "Now, I have already stepped into the half-step of martial arts, which many people don't know."

"I am only one step away from the real Martial Saint. Su Yang, please let me go to Jiangbei with you. I can help you revive your spiritual energy." Shi Haohan said seriously.

"Grandpa."

Su Yang shook his head and said with a smile: "No, the trip to Jiangbei is full of crises. You should return to the place of Zen."

"It's because of the danger that I have to follow you." Shi Haohan raised his eyebrows and said unhappily: "What, you think that I am not as strong as you, will I become a burden to you?"

"This...um...right."

Su Yang nodded directly and struck mercilessly: "Grandpa, you are only a half-step Martial Saint, not even a real Martial Saint, and the masters outside the house are all at the peak of Nascent Soul."

"If you go to Jiangbei with me, won't that cause me trouble? I will have to distract you to protect you." Su Yang said deliberately pretending to be disgusted.

"I……"

Shi Haohan suddenly felt ashamed, and then said angrily: "Okay, you boy, you really dare to say that you won't save any face for grandpa. If it were someone else, he would politely refuse."

"Grandpa, because I know that I can't refuse you politely." Su Yang said with a wry smile.

"Well, yes, it is true."

The more Shi Haohan looked at Su Yang, the more satisfied he became, and he turned to say, "That's okay, I won't go over and cause you any trouble."

"But remember, kid, I am your grandpa. Sooner or later, I will grow up to support you. When the time comes, I want you to cry and beg me for help."

"Haha, okay, grandpa, I'm looking forward to that day."

Su Yang smiled. It was quite comfortable to chat with his grandfather. After all, he was a close relative.

As for the drunkenness, Su Yang got over it when he left the wine table.

A short period of relaxation is enough, the recovery of spiritual energy is about to begin, and he needs to stay awake.

Next.

Su Yang said goodbye to Shi Haohan, then called Su Qingyi and left the Shangguan family together.

The head of the Shangguan family, Shangguan Wuyuan, had been taken into the Void Tower by Su Yang a long time ago. This can increase the speed of cultivation and strive to take the half step of becoming a god as soon as possible...