Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 993: A little lonely

Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 993: A little lonely

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It is enough for a little Taoist priest in a declining Taoist temple to be accompanied by his master, have enough clothes to cover his body, have three meals to eat, and have a cow-shaped stone to lie down on and look up at the night sky to indulge in reverie!

That primary school student back then was innocent and simple! After he accidentally ate a purple fruit, the world in front of him was completely different.

If you don't climb a mountain, you don't know how high the sky is; if you don't go to a deep stream, you don't know how thick the earth is! For this reason, the little Taoist priest left Xuanyuan Temple, left the small mountain village in his hometown, stepped into the world of martial arts alone, and became a horse-raising disciple of an outer sect of the Tianlong Sect.

When a young man who is inexperienced in the world comes to the world for the first time, the road ahead is like walking on a dangerous bridge in the snow, and every step of the way is startling. He didn't dare to forget the teachings of his master and Mr. Su, and he always acted cautiously and walked alone!

In order to find a way to reach the sky, the young man transformed into a hidden dragon under the Nine Abyss, and followed the Tianlong Sect to climb snow-capped mountains, pass through forests, and cross grasslands. It can be said that he suffered a lot. He has seen the ferocity of wolves and the danger of human hearts, experienced bloody storms and many tribulations, and even appreciated the cold and warmth in the world of mist.

The execution ground at the crossroads of the capital city is not an altar of life! Only under the butcher's knife can people put down their burdens and complete the transformation of life and death. After seeing the blood red all over the ground and the numb faces, the peach blossoms on the street corners are still so pink and dazzling! The road turned a corner as the head rolled down. From then on, the young man set foot on the shore of the mortal world and never returned!

When the wind stirs up the mountains and swamps, there are hidden dragons coming out of the abyss. As long as the clouds and rain come together, the dragon will soar into the sky!

The vast sea once again became a purgatory of blood and fire, causing the young man to jolt in torment and grow up slowly in the wind and rain. But when he set foot on the long-awaited Daxia, he was still overwhelmed by the disasters of life and death, and he had to summon up his energy to cope with it with all his strength. Only by being more cunning than cunning, and only by being more cruel than cruel, can you break out of the thorns! But so what? There is never a winner in that killing field with overwhelming desires. He ended up with a narrow escape, and also lost two women who shared weal and woe!

After that, everything he encountered was just a cycle of ugliness and bloodshed. This is true for Kyushu, and so is the Immortal Realm! The former little Taoist priest has become a monk with strong muscles and bones who is not afraid of wind and rain. Although he still looks young, the vicissitudes of his heart are getting deeper and deeper. And as the three cultivations become one, his temperament becomes more and more changeable. The peacefulness of Dao Zun, the evil madness of Demon Clan, and the arrogance of Long Zun are all due to nature. Sometimes, he forgets which one is his real self.

However, along the way, have you ever forgotten your original intention and abandoned your original intention? Only because of a spark of kindness, the revival of Xuanyuan Temple and the peace of Xiaotian'ao in my hometown...

I still remember that when the three infants first came into being, they were at a loss and had some realizations. Now that I think about it, it's still the case. In human nature, is there no obsession, no madness, no demonic desire? The seven emotions and six desires are innate, so there is no need to overdo it. Just as the night sky is more vivid due to the twinkling stars, the rising sun is magnificent and colorful due to the lingering clouds, and the autumn rain is cold and withered with the fallen leaves. Without the experience of wind and frost in the years, how can there be the calmness of the seasons; if people are not tortured by great sorrow and great joy, how can they be calm and calm!

The little Taoist priest may have gone far away, but his trekking footsteps keep moving forward. Even though the monster is crazy and evil, not to mention cunning and ever-changing, Master's words will never be forgotten. Never lose your good thoughts, your original intention will always be there...

On the hillside, under the willow tree, Lin Yi sat alone in a daze. Ten days passed like this before he slowly woke up from his long thoughts and couldn't help but let out a low sigh. There was relief in his expression, but also a bit of exhaustion.

After a moment, Lin Yi raised his hand and drew it in the void. As a small group of light flashed through, two simple-shaped wine jars appeared in front of him. This is exactly a method he learned from the practice of "Five Elements Zhengyuan" after being inspired by the Altar of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons and the Haodu of the Ghost Realm. As long as the virtual magic circle is used at the same time to communicate and transmit, the treasures of immortals, demons, and Taoists can be easily exchanged. The so-called method of transporting the five elements may have different approaches but the same effect.

"Bang——" There was a slight crackling sound, and Lin Yi slapped open the mud seal of the wine jar. The strong aroma of wine instantly overflowed and spread, and he couldn't help but stretch his nose and take a long sniff. After he was slightly intoxicated, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

At the same time, the snoring in the stone room a hundred feet away disappeared.

Lin Yi was completely unaware of the situation around him and picked up the wine jar. At this moment, a tall figure came like the wind and shouted hurriedly: "Isn't that the wild millet wine you left for me? You are not allowed to drink it alone..."

Hearing the sound, Lin Yi put down the things in his hands slowly.

Old Long plopped down and grabbed the opened jar of wine in his arms. After a while, he stared at a pair of round eyes, suddenly grinned widely and said: "Haha! You kid deliberately teased me..." Then he sighed with relief: "You haven't forgotten it. That said, I didn’t expect that I would still have the time to drink!”

Back then, Lin Yi obtained three altars of sacrificial wine from the Three Emperors Hall of the Modron. In a Caixia Inn, he had a drink with Hua Chenzi and made the girl very drunk. Later, he asked Lao Long for advice and promised to keep the remaining two jars of wine for him. Now that the person in front of me has cultivated into a soul, he should be able to live a life of alcohol addiction.

Lin Yi pushed the unopened jar of wine forward and said with a smile: "Since you made a promise, how can you break your promise! Both jars of wine are yours..."

Old Long held the wine jar, smacked his lips, and said with salivating eyes, "This is brewed from millet in the ancient wilderness. It has gone through countless years of precipitation. It has an infinite taste and has other wonderful uses..." ..." He shook his head at Lin Yi and said: "How can you have such a rare thing to yourself..."

Lao Long wanted to drink wild millet wine with him, but Lin Yi didn't think so. In addition to being very intoxicating, what else can this wine do? He asked curiously: "Can you please enlighten me..."

Old Long let out a sigh, glanced at Lin Yi like a monster, and said: "You are a demon cultivator, not me, why are you so angry? Men, you have to be arrogant, you have to be domineering, you have to... "

Lin Yi hurriedly raised his hand to beg for mercy and said with a grin: "A man must be as powerful as an old dragon. Even if he snores while sleeping, it will be loud..."

"You are... talking nonsense!" Halfway through his words, Old Long lost the arrogance of the past and became a little more gentle. He changed his words and said: "I am practicing, and it is the same as sleeping with the original little white tiger. Yes. Oh, where did the little guy go..."

As for the little guy, he has become the master of the demon realm. Lin Yi did not want to mention the tiger head, pointed at the wine jar and asked: "What is the use of wild millet wine? Can it also improve cultivation?"

Old Long couldn't wait to pick up the wine jar. After taking two sips of the wine, he was still breathing heavily and praised: "This wild millet wine tastes more mellow than before! In terms of its use, compared to Simply improving your cultivation level is even more wonderful..."

Lin Yi paid a little attention and gained another insight. The moment the person in front of him opened his mouth, the wine turned into a cloud of mist, and then merged into the body of the soul and disappeared.

Old Long continued: "The ancient wild millet wine has three benefits: First, the wine is strong enough, strong enough, and intoxicating..."

Lin Yi shook his head. What benefit is this?

"Secondly, it can improve the cultivation of spiritual consciousness; thirdly, it is of great benefit to the condensation of divine power..."

Hearing this, Lin Yi was slightly startled. Without thinking too much, he reached out and grabbed another jar of wine, and complained to Lao Long: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Hmph! At that time, your cultivation level was low, and even what you said was useless! And if you knew the benefits, you would still keep the wine to this day..." Old Long raised the wine jar and took another big sip. He stroked his beard uncomfortably and sighed: "I haven't tasted wine for many years, and today it seems like I have returned to the past..."

Lin Yi patted open the mud seal of the wine jar, and the strong aroma of wine, accompanied by the vicissitudes of ancient times, hit his face, which made people feel refreshed. He couldn't help but laugh, and all the doubts he had had immediately disappeared.

In the Houtu Wonderland of Kyushu, Lin Yi had an inexplicable trace of strange energy in his body. He was ignorant at first, but later he realized that it was the power of the beginning, a divine power that only masters in the later stages of Brahma could cultivate. However, at that time, I was only at the level of Nascent Soul, so how could I have divine power in my body? He has always been unclear about this, but now that Lao Long has revealed it, he finally realizes it!

Opportunity did not fall from the sky, but started from a drunken trip to the modron!

In addition, with the help of Mr. Ruoshui's "Forging Divine Mirror", my own spiritual consciousness is already extraordinary. It was only slightly weak in the later stage of the golden elixir, but with the help of the power of Yesujiu, it continued to become stronger...

Lin Yi picked up the wine jar, hesitated for a moment, and then drank it with his head raised. Drenched with wine, a ball of fire burned deep into his heart and soul. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the wild jungle and bloody killing fields, heard the low chants and melodious nursery rhymes in the Demon Valley, and saw the ancient wonder of the seven stars accompanying the moon in the night sky...

Within a moment, Lin Yi snatched it away and put down the empty wine jar. His face was red, he was drunk, and his eyes were shining.

Seeing this, Old Long was not willing to be outdone. He clapped his hands lightly, and the jar he was holding suddenly stirred up a stream of hops. His mouth opened wide, and the wine flew into his belly like a rainbow. In the blink of an eye, not a drop was left. His beard and hair suddenly flew up, and he laughed loudly: "Boy Lin, drinking with you is so damn fun! Back then, you and I were like this...such...haha! Haha..."

Lin Yi's internal organs were on fire, his whole body was hot, and his eyes were a little dizzy, but he was not as drunk as he had imagined.

then? Back then, in the valley of the Demon Clan, the one who had the same problem as him was Wen Baizi's disciple Lu Ya. Both of them were frightened and had no interest in drinking...

Lin Yichang took a breath of alcohol and shook his head again. He secretly used Xuan Gong and felt that the drunkenness was slowly receding. The weird qi movement in the body became more and more obvious, forming a cycle of its own and faintly occupying 10% of the mana around the body.

Although he looked tipsy, Lin Yi felt clear in his heart. He raised his eyes slightly, smiled at the energetic old dragon and asked: "When and where have you and I drank wine? Where was the ancient wilderness? You might as well talk about it while you are enjoying the wine, what else should you wait for? hour……"

Old Long's smile froze, and he reached out and patted the empty wine jar, making a 'buzz, buzz' sound. He blinked a pair of long eyes that seemed to be unable to close, and after a long while, he muttered with some disappointment: "I drank it all in one sip, and I'm so drunk..." He looked at Lin Yi again, and said pretendingly. : "We had drinks in other places, did I mention it? If you know, you might as well tell me, maybe I can remember something..."

Lin Yi stood up suddenly and shook slightly. Old Long still had an innocent look on his face, he curled his lips, flicked his sleeves and turned around to leave. Someone was laughing behind him, but there was a little loneliness in the familiar laughter...