Pirate's Infinite Wings

Yan Shisan waved his hand again and again and said, "This is not true."

Fang Lang smiled and said, "Okay, since there is no poison, then what am I afraid of."

After speaking, he picked up the jar of wine, and he immediately poured it into his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Lang opened the second jar of wine again, and he poured it into his mouth again, just like this over and over again, even he himself didn't know how much he had drunk.

Yan Shisan wanted to stop it, but Fang Lang's speed was too fast. He couldn't stop it. After a while, Fang Lang felt drunk. He put the jar on the table and said, "Yan Shisan, why are you lying? Lie to me, I don't think there is any problem with this wine, except that it tastes good, I think it's normal."

Yan Shisanyi thought it was the same, he thought it might be that he was too worried.

At this moment, Fang Lang stood up slowly. He smiled and said, "Yan Shisan, I just took a look. You have collected 20 altars of good wine in total. I didn't expect to let me drink ten altars at once. Don't worry, I will definitely compensate you."

Yan Shisan nodded, then Fang Lang quickly turned around and walked outside the villa.

When Fang Lang returned to the house, he suddenly felt a strange strength in his body. For this reason, he ran outside, and he actually took out a long sword and started practicing.

After a while, he actually improved his swordsmanship by several levels.

Now, Fang Lang understands a truth. The problem mentioned by Yan Shisan refers to the beneficial effects of these wines.

Thinking of this, Fang Lang stood up quickly. He felt that he had picked up a big deal in Murong Mountain Villa. He thought that Yan Shisan wanted to entertain himself with a jar of wine at first, but he did not expect to drink so much by himself.

And since Fang Lang left, Yan Shisan regretted it. He thought, I didn’t expect Fang Lang to have this ability. Hey, I lost ten jars of good wine at once. I can’t have any problems with the remaining good wine. Up.

Thinking of this, Yan Shisan recruited a lot of guards, and he ordered them to wait for these fine wines all day long without any mistakes.

After half a month, Fang Lang found that his swordsmanship had slowed down. He knew it was because his wine spirit had passed. If he wanted to improve again, he had to drink the remaining twenty jars of fine wine, but he was very Clearly, Yan Shisan would never give it to himself anyway.

For this reason, Fang Lang had a headache. He said loudly, "No, I must get the source of those fine wines."

At this moment, Fang Lang suddenly thought that there are many books on wine in Wudang Mountain, and his age is so knowledgeable, then it is not impossible for him to get the recipes for those fine wines.

Thinking of this, Fang Lang immediately got up and walked towards Wudang Mountain.

The Wudang disciples were immediately happy when they saw Fang Lang. They came from afar to greet them. Fang Lang clasped his fists towards them and said, "I want to see Zhang Zhenren."

One of the disciples smiled and said, "Okay, I will take you over now. Actually Zhang Zhenren has been waiting for you for a long time."

Fang Lang was stunned when he heard this, and thought, does Zhang Zhenren have the skills of an unpredictable prophet, no matter what, he still needs to do business.

Therefore, Fang Lang walked into the house quickly and saw Zhang Sanfeng tell his subordinates to pour two bowls of tea. Fang Lang took a sip of tea and went straight to the subject. Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said, "I know all about you. Don't worry, I Now take you to the library."

Fang Lang clasped his fists and said, "Okay, then there will be work."

After speaking, they walked quickly to the library, and Fang Lang looked at the bookshelves, which were full of books.

At this time, Fang Lang looked divided into categories. He found many books on alcohol, and then looked at them one by one, but seeing the dusk, he didn't find a useful book.

Looking at Fang Lang's anxiety, Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile: "I think so, you can tell me directly, maybe I can help you."

Fang Lang can only think this is the only thing he can do now, so when he said it, Zhang Sanfeng was stunned. He was also a drunkard. He had drunk wine for so many years and had never heard of wine that could improve his skills.

At this moment, Fang Lang sat down on the ground and said, "Can't I find this kind of wine in my life?"

When Zhang Sanfeng thought for a while, he waved his hand at Fang Lang and said, "Don't worry, I think so. Tell me the taste of the wine, and I can immediately know the secrets of it."

Fang Lang was shocked when he heard it, but thought that Zhang Sanfeng would definitely not lie, so he said it carefully.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said: "Fang Shaoxia, I understand that this wine is actually produced in Baixue in Tianyun Snow Mountain, and the wine is actually ordinary wine, but adding these Baixue, the effect will change."

Fang Lang clasped his fist towards Zhang Sanfeng and said, "That's it, Zhang Zhenren, I admire you so much. After a few days, I will definitely set off to Tianyun Snow Mountain."

Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand again and again and said, "I think you still think carefully. You must know that the snowy mountain is difficult and dangerous. During the period, there were many martial arts people blocking the way. In fact, many people went to the snowy mountain before, but they never came back."

Fang Lang smiled and said, "I understand, don't worry, I know what to do."

After that, he said a few words to Zhang Sanfeng and left.

When Fang Lang passed by the Excalibur Villa, he suddenly thought of Yan Shisan. He wanted to tell him the snow mountain, maybe he would be interested and willing to go with him.

When Yan Shisan saw Fang Lang coming, he immediately stepped forward and said, "Fang Shaoxia, why are you here?"

Fang Lang smiled and said, "Of course I am for those fine wines."

Yan Shisanyi heard hot sweat on his face. He smiled and said, "Fang Shaoxia, tell you the truth. In fact, you drank all the wine that day. The rest of me here is ordinary wine. The wine I drank this time is really gone."

Fang Lang waved his hand repeatedly and said, "You blamed me. I didn't want to drink those fine wines this time. After inquiring, I know that the fine wine you treasure is actually produced in the snow on Tianyun Snow Mountain, so I am going to Tianyun. Snow Mountain, just go with me."

Yan Shisan's heart moved after hearing this. He thought about it and said, "Okay, if Fang Shaoxia wants to go, I'll go with you."

After speaking, Yan Shisan put the long sword on his waist. He asked his subordinates to prepare a lot of dry food. Fang Lang said with a smile: "In fact, we only need to prepare three days of rations. After three days, we will definitely return."

Yan Thirteen nodded, so they decided to leave the next morning.

In the morning, Yan Shisan was waiting at Tianzun Mansion early. He saw Fang Lang walking out quickly, so they talked and set off.

On the way, they eat dry food when they are hungry...