As soon as he sat down, there were several plates of side dishes for wine on the table. Yan Shu reached out to grab the wine glass beside the table. As soon as he poured out a glass of red grape wine, Qian Chen reached out to take away the wine pot and poured him a glass.

Yan Shu laughed and said, "I'll drink a few sips before I kill you. The more I drink, the more I feel more energetic it. This grape wine is made of wine. Even if it is a great practice of the Yangshen and the Yuanshen Immortal, I can get drunk as long as I want. Junior brother, don't mislead the problem."

"It is best to be able to get drunk with immortals."

Qian Chen smiled and said, "Sometimes, it is easier to do things when you are drunk than to wake up. Senior brother should know that I am really impatient to bow down and serve the powerful people, so he pretends to be drunk and see if anyone is calculating me, a drunken madman!"

Qian Chen said as he looked at the purple grass dotted by the shore of the Dragon Pool and said, "And in this palace, I think about it with thought. Have you seen the spiritual herb nourished by wine spring?"

Yan Shu looked there and couldn't help but frown and said, "Wake up the drunk grass!"

"Even if it is the real Heavenly Palace Fairy Wine, a drunken immortal who has been drunk for a hundred years, you just need to pinch a drunken grass to let him smell the fishy smell of the grass, and no matter how much wine it is, it will dissipate immediately. But few people know that the fine wine brewed by this spiritual herb into Jiuquan is made by the secret method of the Supreme Taoism to stimulate the spiritual energy and fortune of heaven and earth, and can be refined into spiritual wine and true words drunk."

"The most wonderful thing about this wine is to make people speak the truth after drinking."

Qian Chen smiled and said, "How about you tell me to give An Lushan a cup?"

"What excuse?" Yan Shu said in a deep voice: "And can Zhenyan Zui fascinate An Lushan? He is the devil who seriously injured the Taoist sect master."

"As long as you have not entered the primordial spirit or have the primordial spirit level, such as spiritual treasures protecting you... you cannot resist the intoxication of this immortal."

"so……"

"so?"

"So I'm not drunk, what reason do you use to pick the spiritual grass to wake up the drunk grass? Next, if Emperor Xuan asked me to write a poem, I would pretend to be drunk and ask him to give me a condition. You go to pick the drunk grass to sober up for me. If it is before today, I will find an excuse to leave temporarily to refine the Truth Words and Drunk. But today I have understood the method of refining alchemy in my dreams. With just a blink of an eye, I will refine the Truth Words and Drunk, and toast An Lushan. If he is drunk, you will ask him if he wants to rebel."

"What if he wasn't drunk?"

Qian Chen showed a slightly drunk smile and said, "Then we must have the means of the soul level..."

Pretending to be drunk is an easy thing for Qian Chen. His soul has the Dao Chen Pearl, and he can't get drunk at first. As long as he keeps his soul tightly under the protection of the Dao Chen Pearl, he will give up some thoughts and get drunken breath from Jiuquan. In addition, He Zhizhang, the drunkard next to him, is also the drunkard.

It’s hard not to get drunk!

Seeing Qian Chen drinking and being unrestrained, He Zhizhang sat down and whispered, "Brother Taibai..." He got closer and saw that Qian Chen was not pretending to be drunk. Jiuquan was the spiritual spring of the creation of heaven and earth. It was intoxicating. Even a monk in the realm of Dharma could not be contaminated by guarding the spiritual platform. But if he wanted to let go of his soul and infect the drunkenness, even a monk in the Yangshen would have a difficult time trying to dispel the alcoholic spirit for a while.

Not to mention that you can notice it at a glance, as you are almost out of your shell with drunkenness.

He Zhizhang pretended to be close to Qian Chen and whispered: "Li Bai, what mystery are you doing? You are planning that matter and asked Zhang Xu to tell me that he didn't even dare to drink wine today, so he could only pretend to be drunk, for fear that he would miss something!"

"You end up getting drunk!"

Zhang Xu, who was lying on the ground pretending to be drunk, secretly opened his eyes and looked pitifully at Qian Chen's dark red amber wine column pouring downwards at the wine pot.

With no life in his eyes, Yan Shu felt so pitiful that he poured a glass of wine over.

Zhang Xu waved his hand secretly and told Yan Shu to walk away and not to tempt him.

He was very poor at pretending to be drunk, or every time he got drunk, he would be drunk so much that he could not remember clearly, so he could only pretend to be drunk.

"How do you write poems if you don't get drunk?" Qian Chen staggered and raised his glass to the moon and said, "If the sky does not love wine, the wine star will not be in the sky. If the earth does not love wine, the earth should have no wine spring. Since the heaven and the earth love wine, they will be worthy of the sky. I have heard that the clear and saints are more sages, and the Tao is as turbid as a virtuous person. Since the sages have already drunk, why should I seek the gods and immortals? Three cups of the way are connected to the natural world, and one bucket is natural. But if you get the fun in the wine, don't pass it on to those who wake up."

good!

He Zhizhang subconsciously wanted to praise the poem, and he really wrote it into his heart. How could he not drink a bucket when he heard this poem?

But in an instant, he came to his senses.

After Zhang Xu came back, he informed him of Qian Chen and Sima Chengjie's plan. He Zhizhang didn't even drink wine. He struggled and hesitated for a while. After Sima Chengjie sent Liu Luogu's soul, he made up his final decision before entering the palace. This time, he really had the determination to die.

The news he received from Liu Luogu's soul made him still suffer from the Nine Nether Demon Fire.

At this time, my heart was full of murderous intent for An Lushan.

He has been practicing hard for two hundred years and his cunning is deep enough to be able to withstand it!

He Zhizhang sent a voice transmission: "Your cultivation is still too low! Since An Lushan can severely damage Sima Chengjie, it is definitely not something you can deal with. Even if Ziyun Qu helps me, I have been cultivating Yin Shen for 80 years and have not made any contribution to the world. Now I am only one step away from An Lushan's cultivation. This time, I should let me come!"

Qian Chen stared at him with drunken eyes at this time, but He Zhizhang saw a soul that was extremely clear and even calm in his eyes.

It seems that the only thing that is drunk outside is the body, and the one that is awake inside is Qian Chen’s real soul.

He Zhizhang was shocked and heard Qian Chen's divine thoughts send a message: "He Jian, if you do this, I'm afraid you don't even have the chance of winning the third level."

"Will you come even lower?"

"I'm here to have seven floors... because you only saw An Lushan, but you didn't know that there was an inconspicuous poisonous insect hidden behind An Lushan's demonic shadow, but it would be a fatal poisonous insect at critical moments!"

He Zhizhang was still trying to persuade him, but Qian Chen said quietly in his soul: "An Lushan inherited the position of the Great Demon. I don't know if there are any mysterious means. In case, He Jian, we should not mention this matter!"

"Promise me... this matter can only succeed, not fail!"

"If there are signs of failure, please inform me immediately... I will give up my cultivation for half of my life and die with An Lushan! Taibai... promised me! I must save the two capitals and the Tang Dynasty!"

He Zhizhang showed a hint of melancholy. The expectation, entrustment and determination in his eyes were the deep obsession of an old man with the Tang Dynasty. He grabbed Qian Chen's hand and had already grasped the blue veins.

Qian Chen glanced down, and was afraid that his body would be strong, otherwise he would have to be crushed.

Qian Chen now suspected that He Zhizhang wanted to break his hand bones by using his emotions to lose control.

He assassinated An Lushan in a legitimate manner.

He struggled slightly to his right hand, and He Zhizhang's hands, like an iron hoop, did not shake at all. Qian Chen had to look at his eyes and nodded slightly. He Zhizhang then spoke a long sigh and let go of Qian Chen's right arm. Qian Chen glanced at the purple-red palm print that had already been clenched.

He was injured for the first time in this life. Was he actually forced by his own people?

Even so, He Zhizhang doesn’t even think about the opportunity to kill An Lushan with his hand. Qian Chen is still looking forward to the opportunity to kill An Lushan’s fat belly, ignite the red lotus karma fire, and turn the resentment, anger, hatred of tens of millions of people in Chang'an in his dream to use An Lushan as a sacrifice and turn it into the foundation of spiritual treasures!

At this time, Emperor Xuan, who had been talking softly with the imperial concubine and Prince Ning and An Lushan, smiled slightly and said, "There are many rules at the Qianqiu Banquet. I will first set up a private banquet to entertain the kings at the Chenxiang Pavilion to get close to my brothers and sisters, and also have close ministers and masterpieces of the Tang Dynasty. It is more lively than the banquet."

Emperor Xuan turned around and saw Qian Chen in the agarwood pavilion facing He Zhizhang's wine, and said in surprise: "It's rare to see He Jian so unrestrained! Didn't Li Bai just come to Chang'an for a few days? Why are he so close to He Jian?"

Gao Lishi beside him leaned over and said, "He Jian and Li Bai are friends who are old and drinkers. Today, in Bodhi Temple, He Jian reads several poems by Li Bai, even untied the golden beetle and handed it to Li Bai for wine."

Emperor Xuan smiled and said, "You can get the attention of my sister Princess Yuzhen, my beloved concubine Mei, and my beloved minister He Zhizhang. This Li Bai must not be underestimated!"

Yang Taizhen beside him smiled and said, "Your Majesty, you still owe me a poem!"

Emperor Xuan raised his voice and shouted: "Li Bai!"
Chapter completed!