I don't know how long it took for Zhan Chen to wake up slowly, and as soon as he woke up, he felt pain all over his body.

At this time, I heard a surprise cry from the side: "Ah Chen, you finally woke up." ”

He turned his head to look and saw Yin Meiru standing next to him, a pair of jade palms still firmly grasping his palms, looking at him with concern.

Zhan Chen was stunned for a moment, remembering everything that happened before, and after a while, he asked Yin Meiru on the side: "Mei'er, how long have I been in a coma?"

"You've been in a coma for three days and three nights, I'm worried about death!"

Zhan Chen looked at her serious appearance, moved from the bottom of his heart, and thanked: "Mei'er, thank you so much!"

"Don't talk too much, you need to recuperate!"

"No need, I'm going to get up soon!" Zhan Chen gritted his teeth and sat up and began to peek inside his body.

found that the true yuan in his meridians had been divided into two distinct factions at this time, one was the Ruijin true yuan that he had been practicing hard for a long time, and this part of the true yuan was very compatible with his body and was integrated.

However, on the other side was a kind of dark and turbid true yuan, they were stubborn and powerful, and they actually stabilized the Ruijin True Qi.

Zhan Chen tried to mobilize the Ruijin True Yuan in his body, wanting to drive these evil True Yuan out of his body, but these evil True Yuan were like appendage bones, lying dead in the meridians, and Zhan Chen couldn't mobilize them.

He was ruthless, gathered the Ruijin Zhenyuan in his body, and split a small piece of the Dark Demon True Yuan, wanting to concentrate on annihilation, but this caused a strong backlash from the Dark Demon Zhenyuan, and they once again had a fierce conflict with the Ruijin Zhenyuan in his meridians.

The result can be imagined, bursts of heart-rending pain came from the meridians, and Zhan Chen couldn't help but scream again, sweating like rain.

"Ah Chen, what's wrong with you?!" Yin Meiru looked distressed and hurriedly asked.

"I'm fine!" In order to comfort her, Zhan Chen forced himself to squeeze out a smile.

"You're all like this, it's okay?Zhan Chen, you better give up, listen to my father's words, change your cultivation to the Demon Skill, haven't you already read the "Demon Luo Holy Scripture"? Yes, just cultivate it, it's the best internal strength of the ground level!" Yin Meiru couldn't help but persuade.

"No! I don't know how to practice magic skills!"

"Why? Isn't everyone happy like this? My dad won't be difficult for you anymore, and we can be together!" Yin Meiru couldn't understand what Zhan Chen was thinking.

Zhan Chen's heart was very confused, and he said perfunctorily: "Meiru, can you let me be quiet?"

Yin Meiru also knew that he was upset now, so she stopped talking.

After sitting for a while, Zhan Chen felt that the more he sitted, the more annoyed he became, and now he was lying on the hospital bed like a wasted person, so he simply got out of bed.

Yin Meiru exclaimed: "Zhan Chen, what are you doing-"

"I want to get out of bed and breathe. ”

"I'll help you!" Yin Meiru wanted to help him.

"No need!" Zhan Chen took away Yin Meiru's hand, got up and went out.

Outside the door is the garden, very beautiful, bathed in the sun, the fragrance hits people, and the flowers are colorful, but Zhan Chen's heart is not beautiful, but sighs why the flowers are so delicate, and when a gentle gust of wind blows, they wither.

Isn't this just the same as the self you are now? Cultivation cannot be advanced an inch, and the true yuan cannot be mobilized, isn't it also a kind of withering?

After feeling nostalgic for a long time, he finally calmed down his mood, turned his head and said to Yin Meiru: "Mei'er, thank you for saving your life and taking care of me for so many days, I want to go down the mountain to relax for a few days, okay?"

"But you're still weak, and I'm worried—"

"Don't worry, relax for a while and I'll probably recover. Zhan Chen reluctantly squeezed out a smile and comforted her.

"Alright then, I'll send you!"

......

After leaving the Holy Maiden Peak, Zhan Chen went straight to the Martial Arts Pavilion, and spent many days searching through the information, hoping to find a way to dissolve the Dark Demon True Yuan, but unfortunately it ended in vain.

He returned to his home and retreated in the cultivation room for a few days, and then tried to dissolve the Dark Demon True Yuan, but he still failed.

Moreover, he also found that the density of the Dark Demon True Yuan that Yin Xuehai had injected into him was much denser than the True Yuan of his own cultivation, and they were devouring the Ruijin True Yuan in his body, so it wouldn't be long before he would become an outright Demon Cultivator, or even a murderous demon.

Thinking of this, he was completely desperate, leaving the Shadow Peak, leaving the Demon Luo Sect, wandering aimlessly, and being gloomy all day long.

Zhan Chen felt that he was only a shell left, walking on the streets like a walking corpse, but he still couldn't stifle the bitterness and regret in his heart, so he had to find a mental anesthetic.

Eventually, he found wine, and yes, although it could not completely relieve his suffering, but when he was drunk and slept, he could at least suffer less for a while.

So Zhan Chen spent a lot of his Yuan Shi on buying wine, and he bought the best wine, the strongest wine, because he couldn't get drunk because the wine was too light.

However, as the saying goes, "the water is more flowing when the knife is drawn, and the sorrow is more sorrowful when it is drunk with wine." "It is true that when you are drunk, you are not in pain, but when you wake up, it becomes more painful, so you can only get drunk again, you can only sink again.

In the end, Zhan Chen didn't know how many miles he had walked and how much wine he had drunk.

On this day, he wandered to a small city, walked down the street, pedestrians avoided him, and even a child was held tightly in her mother's arms, and frightened her child: "Get out of the way, this man is crazy and insane!"

This sentence strongly hurt Zhan Chen's self-esteem, and he subconsciously came to a stall along the street and copied a mirror on it to take a look.

In the mirror, he was reflected in the appearance of a homeless man with unkempt hair, a pickled beard, and blood-red eyes. His originally handsome image completely collapsed, as if he was dozens of years old, and he couldn't help but show a miserable smile: "Have I been decadent to this extent?"

Cheering up, Zhan Chen continued to walk forward, preparing to find a hotel to stay in first, and wash up and tidy up.

Passing by a wine shop, he was attracted by a scolding voice.

"Old poor ghost, get out of here, you look so poor and sour that you want to buy wine in our store, and you scared the customers away. ”

Zhan Chen followed the sound, but saw an old man with half-black and half-white hair, who was entangled with the clerk, and there was a wine gourd stuck in his waist.

At first glance, Zhan Chen felt that the old man was a little familiar, and when he looked closely, his godless gaze suddenly bloomed, and the dusty memory was opened......

It's really "everyone looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but that person was in the dim light!" "How many times did he want to find out the whereabouts of Engong, and wanted to repay him, even if it was to kowtow to him and say thank you.

But there are no clues, the funny thing is that when he was the most frustrated and depressed, he met Engong again, can't this be said to be fate?

At this time, the old drunkard smiled at the guy with a straight face: "Young man, just sell me a little wine to eat, I haven't drunk this day, and my whole body is like crawling with ants, and I am uncomfortable." ”

"Get out of here!" the clerk was so furious that he raised his foot and kicked the old drunken man in the leg fiercely.

Naturally, he didn't have to be afraid, because in his eyes, the cultivation of the old drunkard was pitifully low, and there were only three percent of the martial disciples.

"Oops!" said the old drunkard, who had been kicked by him, fell to the ground, cried out over his legs, and said, "Young man, you have kicked too, and this time you can sell me wine." ”

The clerk clasped his hands over his shoulders and said proudly: "Yes, a pot of wine sells you a medium-grade yuan stone, are you willing?"

"It's too expensive, I don't have so much money. ”

"And how many do you have?"

"I only have a few taels of gold. ”

"Sure enough, I want food, why don't you give it to me quickly-"

"Wait! I'll pay for his drink!" Zhan Chen said loudly behind them.

The guy glanced at Zhan Chen and sneered: "Another poor person who wants food, what the hell is going on today?

"You don't look down on people, take a good look at what this is!" Zhan Chen took out a shiny high-grade Yuan Stone from the Qiankun bag and shook it in front of his man's eyes.

The man's eyes were wide, his mouth was wide open, and he could stuff an egg into it.

"Go, take out a few more jars of the best wine in your hotel, I have the Yuan Stone here!" Zhan Chen said as he took out a few high-grade Yuan Stones from the Qiankun bag.

"Okay, sama!" the guy was drooling.

"Didn't you ask me to eat just now?" Zhan Chen couldn't help but stab him coldly.

"Hehe, all those who are rich are masters!" the young man smiled disapprerovingly. Then he went into the shop, and it wasn't long before he brought out several jars of fine wine.

Zhan Chen turned around and solemnly said to the old drunkard, "Senior, please." ”

"Hehe, you're welcome. The old drunkard's eyes turned green when he saw that the wine was green, and he picked up a jar in one hand, turned around and walked away in a hurry, and Zhan Chen took the rest of the wine with him to follow him.

The two of them walked towards the outskirts of the city, and came to a dilapidated house where no one lived, the old drunk put down the wine, and was about to enjoy it, but when he saw Zhan Chen, he knelt down for himself, kowtowed three times, and said solemnly: "Senior, thank you for helping me recover my cultivation in the past, Zhan Chen really has nothing to repay!"

But the old drunkard opened his wine gourd, took a jar of wine, and poured it into the gourd, as if he was talking to himself: "The things of the past—my old drunkard has long forgotten it, and now I only know that there is wine today and I am drunk today." ”

Zhan Chen raised his head and said solemnly: "My predecessors have forgotten, but I will remember it all my life, and I can't thank you for your kindness——"

"All right, young man, give me the jars of wine you bought. By this time the old drunkard had poured all the two jars of wine into his gourd.

Zhan Chen couldn't help but be stunned, and said with a smile: "Okay!" So he took out the jars of wine and handed them to the old drunk.

The old drunkard poured them into the wine gourd one by one, and the miraculous wine gourd was like a bottomless pit, no matter how many jars of wine there were.

In this regard, Zhan Chen was not surprised, because he had long believed that his predecessor was a hermit master, maybe he was a strong person who entered the Dao, or even more greedy, and the key to solving his problems was on him.

Sure enough, after the old drunkard finished filling the wine, he looked back at Zhan Chen for a long time, nodded and praised: "Well, yes, it's really good, the little martial apprentice in the past is now a strong martial king, but your body is a little weird!"

When Zhan Chen heard this, he was so excited that his tears were about to fall, and he hurriedly said, "Senior, I hope you can give me some guidance!"