Nangong Hao wandered around Changtian Peak for a few laps, and the strange thing was that except for Tan Kang, the other senior brothers in Changtian Peak did not know where to go.

According to the village chief Tamura, Yizi has not been in the Demon Heaven Sect since he entered the Discipline Pavilion, and it seems that he has gone out to deal with something, and as for Xiao and the others, the people of Tamura don't know where they went.

After a while, Nangong Hao returned to Tan Kang's small garden, but it became empty, and even Tan Kang was gone.

"It's gone, I still want to ask about the condensation spirit pattern. Nangong Hao muttered to himself, his complexion had recovered a lot.

With this activity, the severe pain in the body has basically disappeared, and the aura can be slowly released, and the aura can be used.

Nangong Hao moved his hands and feet, looked at the top of Changtian Peak, there seemed to be a trace of strong fragrance spreading, so that Nangong Hao's eyes suddenly flashed, the corners of his mouth rose, he licked his lips, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, spread his legs and ran towards the top of the mountain.

Along the way, Nangong Hao spread out at full speed, ignoring the fact that his clothes were flying and his hair was crazy, like a mad rabbit, galloping up from the mountainside, licking his lips from time to time, and his eyes were full of longing.

"The peak master is not here, wouldn't it be very lonely to come to the wine field without a companion, this is not good......" Nangong Hao muttered quietly, the smile on his face was even worse, the closer he got to the top of the mountain, the tip of his nose seemed to have the fragrance of wine caressing, and the mellow fragrance overflowed, which made his heart itch.

Counting the days, he hasn't drunk for half a year, and he can't bear it at this time for him who lives in Tamura.

After staying in Tamura for a long time, I am naturally good at sake brewing and wine tasting, and I only need to smell it and immediately know that the sake of the mountaintop sake field is the best spiritual spring, and the various materials full of aura are used, coupled with Tamura's unique sake brewing method, these have been brewed for decades, even a hundred years, and they are definitely called superb wines.

At this time, there was no one in Changtian Peak, and Nangong Hao had nothing to do, so he was immediately hooked, and all he thought about was the treasured "heart" that he had drunk when he had just joined Changtian Peak, and the speed under his feet was even faster, and he rushed straight towards the top of the mountain.

At the top of the mountain, after Nangong Hao was sure that there was no one, he tiptoed to the center of the wine field, surrounded by all kinds of wine jars, and there was a lot of aura, making Nangong Hao feel like he was in a paradise, making him forget to return.

Nangong Hao rubbed his hands and looked around, he hadn't taken a good look at these so many times before, but this time he was a little dazzled and dizzying by the wide variety of fine wines.

He still didn't dare to open those extremely precious. Those are already considered immortal dew elixir, and they must be extremely valued and cannot be opened easily.

After thinking about it for a long time, Nangong Hao cautiously walked to a jar of mulberry wine not far away, hurriedly opened it, buried his head at the mouth of the altar, and took a deep breath.

"Fragrant, so fragrant!"

The aroma of wine is in the nose, mellow and gloomy, this feeling, Nangong Hao is like being in a sea of flowers, he can't help but squint his eyes and marvel.

The pure Qing in the dantian was also attracted by these likenesses, and paid silent attention to them in the dantian.

waved his hand to wipe the saliva that had wet his neckline, his heart couldn't hold it anymore, and the sound of coo-dong sounded, and he directly picked up the wine jar and began to drink.

Wine goes into the throat and rolls like a knife,

In an instant, the stomach turned over and over, with a strong aura spread from the stomach, the taste flowed on the tip of the tongue, after being strong, only the fragrance was left sweet, and the aftertaste was far away.

After a while, Nangong Hao wiped his mouth, this altar of mulberry wine has bottomed out, but how can this satisfy the rising alcohol addiction.

Nangong Hao shook his head again, and the aura burst out, directly rolling several altars of general drunk and Luo Fuchun, one altar after another, all of them were drunk in one go, full of strength, and the aura could not dissolve the strength of these wines, which made Nangong Hao's face slightly red, but the whole person was full of momentum, his hair was scattered, and he raised his head and shouted: "Enough!"

"Mo Si has endless things outside his body, and he has a limited cup before his death! When Lao Tzu is comfortable drinking, he will meet you again, God, today's spirit pattern, Lao Tzu has carved it. More than a dozen jars of good wine were in his stomach, Nangong Hao's face was slightly red, a little dizzy, pointing to the sky, high-spirited, and roared directly.

It may be that the wine is strong, and the drunken Nangong Hao is holding the wine jar, still chattering there, and now he doesn't care if he will be more seriously injured in this promotion, his mind is full of continuing to try to be promoted, and he says that he has to carve this spiritual pattern before stopping.

"Burp ......" is another jar of fine wine, Nangong Hao's hiccup is extremely loud, and the voice echoes in this wine field, as if all the wine on his body has been expelled, and he has regained some sobriety a little. He shook his head, looked up at the sky, took a deep breath, his eyes were full of determination, and his expression became solemn.

"Today is the day I carved the spirit pattern!"

Between the words, Nangong Hao's eyes widened suddenly, and from his gaze, he could see countless bloodshots, his face was bulging, and the whole person was full of strength, and he began to operate the aura on his knees, and in the middle of his aura sea, there was a large space of aura surging, intertwined with each other, slowly condensing.

I don't know if it's because of the strength of the wine or something else, this promotion seems to have become a little different.

Gradually, Nangong Hao calmed down, as if immersed in a strange state, although his eyes were open, but there was no charm in his eyes, as if he was awake, in his dantian, those spiritual energy no longer continued to condense, and the oppression of the power of heaven and earth did not come down again.

Everything was still, a kind of calm before the storm.

However, in the next moment, there were several strong coercions descending from the sky, rising from the ground, converging from all directions, and enveloping Nangong Hao.

Everything before seems to be foreshadowing, gathering momentum!

The oppression and rejection of heaven and earth were even stronger, which made Nangong Hao a little breathless, and the bones in his body clicked, as if this time heaven and earth were going to completely wipe out Nangong Hao, but Nangong Hao couldn't resist, and he couldn't even concentrate.

"Promoting the spirit pattern can actually cause the rejection of heaven and earth......" In front of him, a figure appeared, walking slowly, wearing a robe, wearing a hat, the expression on his face was serious, he spoke softly, and his white hair naturally hung down.

At the moment when they appeared, Nangong Hao's eyes suddenly regained their brilliance, but the aura of the dantian was still like that, and there was no way to urge it anymore, as if there was a force blocking the operation of the aura.

"Peak...... Peak Master!" Nangong Hao was stunned for a moment, looked at the one in front of him, and immediately exclaimed, even the oppression on his body was much smaller.

"Young people, it's good to have momentum, but sometimes you still need elders to do it for you

We shelter from the wind and rain. Yizi smiled, and the seriousness on his face immediately turned into kindness when he saw Nangong Hao, similar to the kind of care that the elders care for the juniors, and more precisely, the kind of praise and love that the master has for the disciples.

"Wang Tianqi has entrusted you to me, whether you admit it or not, since you have joined my Changtian Peak, I am your master, the old man's disciple is destined to be extraordinary, I Liu Haoran will fight against the big things, heaven and earth will not allow it, and I have to hold it back!"

Yizi whispered, but he closed his eyes, his face was gloomy, and there was a rare aura of solemnity on his body, and he slowly walked in front of Nangong Hao, and a clear lake appeared at his feet, not past his feet, but it did not touch Nangong Hao's body at all.

Nangong Hao raised his head, his heart was shocked, his eyes were faintly moist, and his words touched him deeply, and now this old man gave him a feeling very similar to Wang Tianqi.

Suddenly, he felt that the old man standing in front of him was like a towering tree, sheltering him from the wind and rain in front of him, a feeling he had not felt for a long time.

Before Nangong Hao could speak, he suddenly opened his eyes, his old face seemed to have become younger, and the lake at his feet rose, gradually disappearing past his knees, thighs, and back.

At this moment, above Nangong Hao's head, there seemed to be a rolling thunder roaring over, and bean-sized raindrops fell and poured on Nangong Hao's body, making the vision blurred, hazy, and unreal.

"I remember I said that when you get to the Spirit Pattern, I'll let you see my Fa. Several of your brothers and sisters have already seen it, and they have also realized the path they want to take. ”

"Although you are not yet the Spirit Pattern, now is undoubtedly the best opportunity, and how much you can realize depends on your own creation. I'll help you resist the power of heaven and earth, and you carve the spirit pattern!"

Yizi glanced at Nangong Hao, and the approval in his eyes was even stronger, and when he turned around, the Wang Qing Lake had completely submerged it, and there was still a faint fog rising.

The aura of the Great Perfection of the Spirit Pill Realm erupted, and at the same time as the sound echoed, several hexagonal runes rose on the surface of the lake, making the rain in the sky even more violent.

Those few coercions struck again, and the power was even more terrifying, but the target was no longer Nangong Hao, but the Wang Qinghu beside him.

It's not so much about submerging as it is about merging, or rather revealing itself.

"Rain?" Nangong Hao tilted his head and looked at the raindrops falling from the sky, gathering around him one by one, shrouded in his side, as if guarding him.

Every drop of rain seems to be echoing with the lake that has been turned into a lake, just like a real person, which actually contains its own emotions, so that Nangong Hao can feel it one by one.

"Old man's disciple, you can't be wiped out for no reason, I won't allow it!" A voice sounded, causing all the wine jars in the wine field to shake, and the lake instantly set off a roaring wave, and swept towards the power of heaven and earth in all directions.

At this time, the resistance of Nangong Hao's dantian disappeared, and the aura long knife began to condense again, but there was no more rejection from heaven and earth, and everything went extremely smoothly.

Nangong Hao was not happy, and looked at the lake in mid-air with some nervousness, although the warmth was strong, but his heart was also extremely heavy, and there were only two words in his heart.

"Master!"

(End of chapter)

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