Chapter Eighty-Eight: Magical Spirit Wine

"It's the master, the apprentice remembers!" Tang Zongren felt Jiang Zhengfeng's concern in his heart. Nodding and looking at Jiang Zhengfeng.

Jiang Zhengfeng looked at Tang Zongren's appearance, smiled, and couldn't help but think of the first time he saw Tang Zongren, at that time, this kid was not lightly frightened by himself!

"Okay, don't fall behind, I'm going to retreat. ”

After speaking, he rubbed Tang Zongren's slightly green little face, and walked towards the Biyue Immortal Mansion.

"Congratulations to the master. Tang Zongren bent down and saluted.

Jiang Zhengfeng let out a hearty laugh and gradually disappeared from Tang Zongren's field of vision.

Finally becoming enlightened is a fight, laughing at what the common people are immortals.

I look at life and death as dust, just to prove the gods of heaven and earth.

"Hahaha。。。。。 "Between heaven and earth, the voice of the Taixu Spirit Emperor constantly echoes, as long as a bell.

"The heart of the Tao, what is the Tao, the Tao gives birth to all things, what is the Tao, the Tao is the universe, what is yin and what is yang, yin and yang are the beginning of all things. ”

Tang Zongren continued to practice his Tai Chi boxing method, and the Dao heart continued to be enlightened, Tang Zongren seemed to hear the rhythm of all things, "The Tao is nature." ”

Tang Zongren's side, Tai Chi Yin and Yang, the five elements of gossip run back and forth, constantly exuding a natural rhythm.

Tang Zongren seemed to have disappeared, and no one could feel his breath. "The way of heaven is only a part of nature, and everything is born of nature. ”

Tang Zongren, in his enlightenment, he felt that his Tao was the Tao of nature, but he still lacked a lot, what he lacked was experience, and what he lacked was the affirmation of the Dao heart.

Three days later, Tang Zongren took a sip of the contemplative ice wine given by the master in his spare time, and felt like drinking a melting snow mountain ice spring, which was refreshing. Sweet with a fresh fragrance, and then the strong smell of wine slowly rose on his face, Tang Zongren felt like a fairy.

At this time, Tang Zongren's Shenhai was clear for a while, and he comprehended all the miscellaneous theories and some reference moves he had learned in Youxian Cave in an instant, and the Shenhai slowly expanded as if it had been moisturized, Tang Zongren instantly sobered up, and he really didn't expect that a sip of wine would have such a miraculous effect.

Tang Zongren pondered whether he could also use spiritual materials to make wine, it must taste good.

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