Village Enrichment System

At first, he thought that Zhang Rui came to find him specially and helped him so much. It should be because he needed some urgent and important matter to ask him for help, but Kazama did not expect that Zhang Rui came to fight with him.

"That's right, for this request, I hope Master can agree." Zhang Rui nodded solemnly.

"That's all, no problem!"

"Thank you, Master."

Hearing that Kazama readily agreed, Zhang Rui finally heaved a sigh of relief, and the big rock in his heart fell down.

"What master is not a master? Fellow Daoist Zhang is the benefactor of the old man. It would be too polite to call him that again. How about this? How about a brother with a different surname?"

"Isn't that a little bad..."

"Whether it's good or not, it's decided like that, brother Zhang, there is no need for so many rules in the competition between you and me, you just say it."

Zhang Rui hadn't had time to react, Kazama's face became serious, as if he had turned back into the stern elder who didn't like laughing and anger, and quickly waved his hand, making a decision about their brothers with different surnames, Zhang Rui Seeing this, Rui smiled helplessly and shook his head.

In terms of seniority, Kazama was old enough to be the elder of Zhang Rui's grandpa's generation, but now he actually called Zhang Rui his brother and brother, how could Zhang Rui feel a little awkward.

"Brother Zhang will decide all about this competition. I will ask the disciples of Tiandaozong to set up a banquet later. I will make an exception today. You and my brother will never go home until we are drunk!"

Seeing Kazama's enthusiasm, he was obviously excited after the breakthrough. Zhang Rui didn't want to disturb Kazama's interest. He thought that there was no time limit for the task. This night, he nodded and agreed.

Ever since, when a group of Tiandaozong disciples saw that Kazama walked out of the room with Zhang Rui hooked up, talking and laughing, all of them were so shocked that their jaws dropped to the ground.

"What are you still looking at! Hurry up and cook! Go and bring me out the good spirit wine that I have kept for a long time. Today I will not get drunk with brother Zhang!"

"Yes Yes!"

Immediately, several disciples ran to the courtyard kitchen in a hurry. Before leaving, it seemed that they still couldn't accept the scene, and looked at Zhang Rui in disbelief.

What is going on in this world, why are there so many bizarre things happening today...

The meals in the courtyard of Tiandaoyuan are all made of rice and vegetables grown in places where the aura is extremely thick. The spirit wine is also brewed from Lingzhi, which has a special flavor.

Kazama was in high spirits, pulling Zhang Rui to drink, Zhang Rui couldn't refuse, so he had to fill up glasses of spiritual wine.

Ever since, the Tiandaozong disciples at the other dinner tables were once again stunned to see that Kazama Zhang Rui and Zhang Rui began to drink wine glass by glass, and neither of them seemed to be convinced, the aura and alcohol were extremely strong After drinking the spirit wine cup by cup, the faces of both of them turned red.

This spirit wine is not those ordinary wines. Zhang Rui was able to drink a few rounds with the people of Taihua Medical College last time without getting drunk. That booze.

"Come, brother Zhang, have another drink!"

"Come on, Brother Kazama!"

In the end, Zhang Rui only felt that he was being supported by a disciple of Tiandaozong, and he returned to the room with a light body. When he fell down, he was unconscious and fell asleep straight away.

Kazama also didn't feel much better, and was drunk to the fullest.

The two of them had a great time, but they suffered a lot from the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect. Facing the two masters who were at the eighth or ninth level, they did not dare to persuade them to drink. The slap fan flew out.

That's horrible……

The next day, when Zhang Rui woke up with his dazed head in his arms, it was already close to noon, looking at the sun that was already high above the sun, and recalling the cups of wine in Kazama last night, Zhang Rui felt a little helpless He shook his head with a wry smile.

What is this called.

After waking up and drinking a cup of spiritual tea, Zhang Rui felt much better. He opened the door and came out. He saw that Kazama was also taking a walk outside the courtyard to restore his physical condition. The two met each other and smiled, and they couldn't help but see each other's eyes. have no choice.

Like Zhang Rui, Kazama seldom drank as much as last night, but this time the two drank each other down...

"Basically no one came back from this back mountain, and I also asked the disciples of Tiandaozong to guard several entrances of the back mountain, so no one can come up."

Kazama brought Zhang Rui to a lush hill at the back of the courtyard. Zhang Rui looked at the forest, thinking that no one would notice the fight between the two.

"Then let's start, brother Kazama, you can't hold back."

Seeing that everything was ready, Zhang Rui naturally stopped procrastinating, and a powerful aura suddenly erupted from his body, soaring into the sky, causing strong winds to blow up in the surrounding bamboo forests, and bamboo leaves were blown up and danced.

Feeling the eight layers of condensed breath exuding from Zhang Rui's body, Kazama didn't have any intention of underestimating him, instead, he looked at Zhang Rui with some deep fear.

Kazama found that even after he had improved his cultivation and broke through to the ninth level of condensed energy, facing Zhang Rui, he could still feel the sense of oppression from the depths of his heart, and his eyes could not help but freeze. A nine-foot long sword slowly appeared and was pulled out by Kazama.

Zhang Rui's heart sank when he saw the fierce sword intent rising faintly from the nine-foot long sword.

Obviously the long sword in Kazama's hand is not extraordinary, and the fluctuations emanating from the long sword can't help but make Zhang Rui's heart tighten.

Although with the development of hot weapons, cold weapons such as swords have long been eliminated, but for cultivators who were born in the Tiandao Sect of the ancient martial hermit sect, cold weapons are naturally their mainstream.

"Brother Zhang, I won't be polite to you, brother!"

When Feng Jian's deep voice fell, a series of sword shadows came out of the air in front of Zhang Rui suddenly, and suddenly attacked Zhang Rui, cutting out bursts of sonic booms in the air.

Unarmed Zhang Rui faced this menacing kendo attack, and he was inevitably a bit stretched and unable to resist. For the time being, he could only flicker his body, and kept avoiding the sword intent cut by the long sword in Fengjian's hand.

"This is a little troublesome..." Zhang Rui frowned, feeling the sword intent flying all over the sky, and continuously shot out the true energy one after another, knocking down all the incoming sword intent.