Somewhere deep in Unzen Mountain!

Quiet!

Extremely quiet!

I couldn't even feel the slightest breeze.

Lying on the ground, I slowly opened my eyes, and what came into view was a starry sky, and the stars in the sky were very beautiful.

"Ahh

"Monkey King wants to harm me?"

"Not right"

"I'm alive now!"

"Am I still alive?"

"Where is this?"

"Is this still Yunxian Mountain?"

"What about Qi Tian, what about the wooden box, and what about the 'Yuan Ling'?"

......

The wasteland looked ahead, his eyes blank, like a walking corpse.

The whole world is very quiet!

It's so quiet that people panic!

Under the illumination of the night, this world is empty, very empty, and there is no end under the vision.

I don't know how long I walked, but I couldn't see the end, and the wasteland finally stopped.

"'Yuan Ling'?" The wasteland finally settled down and seemed to be much more sober.

I saw him sitting cross-legged and relaxing his whole body. The glimmer of light in his dantian had long since disappeared, but there was an invisible force that filled it.

The entire 'Yuan Spirit' emitted a trace of light, hovering in the wasteland dantian like a cloud.

At this time, the wasteland felt full of power, as if a punch could kill a cow, no, a desolate beast.

That's what spiritual power feels like!

The wasteland clenched his fists, his mind moved, and a trace of aura was wrapped around his fists, very blurry, invisible and intangible, but it could be felt, very magical.

The next moment, another trace of spiritual power wrapped around the whole body, very gently, and with the movement of the wasteland's thoughts, it was like armor. Changeable.

"What about the seeds?"

I saw that in the 'Yuan Spirit', a seed in the shape of a wooden bud floated up and down in it, and the whole small wooden bud was bare, but if you looked closely, you could still find a few small protrusions on the small wooden bud.

"Little Wood Bud?" Seeing this, the wasteland was very puzzled, and a little gloomy, obviously very different from his ideal seed.

"The old lady's sword is planted in her hand, and with a wave of it at will, a sword light instantly kills the opponent, how domineering"

"There are also those people in the Department of Foreign Affairs, who can shuttle through the sky with an arrow, or a big iron rod, with endless power."

"But my little bud..."

"How do you play with this little wooden bud, does it have attack power?" The more I looked at the wasteland, the more I felt that something was wrong, how could it be this thing.

The whole small wooden bud is very fragile, and the wasteland feels like it can be broken with a light twist of the hand.

At this time, in the palm of the wasteland's hand, the small wooden buds continued to emit light, illuminating the surrounding area.

"Hey!"

"Hah!"

The wasteland kept throwing out the small wooden bud in his hand, only to find that it seemed to have taken root in the palm of his hand.

The wasteland was speechless, and after careful study, he found that it was really useless except to be a 'light bulb'.

Wrong!

The wasteland suddenly groped with his hands all over his body, over and over again, examining his body.

"The scars are all gone!"

Wasteland was finally a little excited at this moment, he found that both the crack in his chest and the wound on his back had healed, and even the blood on his fist was gone.

"Is it so powerful" The wasteland suddenly wanted to shout, but thinking that this was the depths of Yunxian Mountain, he quickly covered his mouth again. Secretly rejoicing.

"It's just that I don't have any attack power, but it's a pity" Wasteland thought to himself, slightly disappointed.

"Ouch, who, I don't sleep in the middle of the night, here the ghost cries wolf howls, and the old man sleeps" At this moment, a voice suddenly came.

"Sleep" I saw that the wasteland was suddenly startled, and the whole person jumped into the air.

He felt that the voice had just been lingering in his ears, and it was very strange.

"Are there any ghosts?"

In this dark environment, the wasteland felt a burst of cold air all over his body, and his scalp was numb.

"Who?"

The wasteland looked around tightly, his heart pounding, and he felt that his two double eyelids were constantly fighting at this time.

It was quiet all around, and there was no wind or grass.

After that voice just now, the heavens and the earth seemed to be quiet again.

It's so quiet and it's panicking!

"Who is it just now, come out quickly, or I'll burn this place on fire" The wasteland roared loudly, emboldening himself, looking very nervous.

He was sure it wasn't a hallucination!

"I said don't make any noise, twitter wow, twitter wow, annoyed to death, disturb the old man's sleep" At this moment, at the foot of the wasteland, suddenly a figure sat up, only to see him yawning constantly, his eyes hazy.

"Hah"

Bang!

Seeing this, the wasteland reflexively kicked at the figure, only to see the figure tumbling forward like a stone.

"What's that?" The wasteland was very curious, and slowly looked towards the figure, very nervous in his heart.

"Ouch, it hurts me" At this moment, the figure seemed to finally react and began to scream.

I saw that the person in front of him was sloppy all over, and his cloak was like a ghost.

"Press, I'll go, what's the smell" The wasteland hurriedly covered his mouth and nose with his hand, and his other hand kept waving in the air.

"Hey, old ghost wine" The wasteland was slightly relieved at this time, and saw him kick the figure with his foot.

"Boy, take your pig's trotters" The figure finally spoke, looking very dissatisfied, and at this time I saw him slowly sit up.

"People are old, their bodies are numb, and it is difficult to sit" The figure stretched and began to complain.

"Hey, old drunkard" The wasteland was speechless at this time, and wanted to continue kicking with his feet, but in the end he held back and took it back.

"You kid kicked me just now?"

"If there's no one else around, it's probably me."

"Boy, didn't anyone teach you to respect the elders?"

"Can the elderly come out in the middle of the night and be scared?"

"Boy, I've been sleeping here, and you suddenly ran over and disturbed Lao Tzu"

"I..." The wasteland was speechless, and after thinking about it, it seemed that this was really the case. I couldn't help but touch the back of my head.

At this time, the atmosphere was slightly awkward.

"That, what do you call your seniors" Wasteland asked slowly, clasping his hands into fists.

"Heh, this is a lot of titles, I remember what other people call me Gatekeeper, City Keeper, and what kind of people in wine, fairy in wine or something, messy" The sloppy old man looked at the sky at this time, thought about it, and then said unhurriedly.

If you don't pretend to be forced, you'll die! At this time, the wasteland's heart was dark.

"Of course, I've always called myself a 'wine man', you junior, just call me a wine fairy senior" The sloppy old man didn't care about the idea of the wasteland at all, and continued.

"Brewmaster Senpai..." The wasteland suddenly scolded his mother in his heart, how thick his skin was, so that he could give himself such a title.

"Hmmm, boy"

"Senior, my name is Wasteland"

"Wasteland Kid..."

A black line flashed on the wasteland's forehead at this time, who is this?

"I take the liberty of asking, why did my predecessor come here, this is the depths of Yunxian Mountain, and there are many wild beasts in it..."

"It's just a beast. The world is big, the four seas are home, I can't go anywhere, old man" The man in the wine said, taking a jar of wine that came out of nowhere and began to pour it.

The wasteland is very speechless, today I really met a strange thing, which can blow the into the sky.

"That, Brew Fairy, that wine..." Seeing a jar of wine coming out of thin air, the wasteland asked curiously.

"What, you want to grab wine from the old man? No way, I buried these dozens of jars of good wine in the first place, and I'm almost out of them in the past few days," the man in the wine said, taking a big gulp. It's as easy as drinking water.

"That..." Wasteland said cautiously.

"If there is a fart, grind and chirp, the old man still has to sleep" Seeing the appearance of the wasteland, the person in the wine looked impatient at the moment.

"I'd like to ask the wine fairy-senpai how long I've been here."

"Anyway, I've been here for more than half a month, so you should be about the same."

"???" What is the almost, can you rely on it, the scoundrel of the wasteland.

"Have you heard of Yunxian Mountain?"

"Isn't this Yunxian Mountain?" said the man in the wine with an impatient expression.

"It's okay, it's okay" The wasteland finally felt a little relieved, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

He was still afraid that he would suddenly stray into an unknown place, but obviously he was still in Yunxian Mountain, so everything would be simple.

Often the unknown is the most terrifying!

"Senior Wine Fairy, where is this located in Yunxian Mountain?"

"Yunxian Mountain is so big, the ghost knows where it is, you can see for yourself when it dawns tomorrow" The man in the wine finally put down the wine jar and began to yawn.

Can you be sleepy like this?

The wasteland looked at the person in the wine at this time, drowsy, yawning constantly, and lay down like that.

Asleep?

Oh my God, the wasteland feels incredible, you can fall asleep like this, and I'm still talking to you.

The wasteland was speechless, it was all so unbelievable.

He clearly remembered that after snatching the 'Yuan Spirit' in the depths of Yunxian Mountain, he walked towards the way back.

At the beginning, he was very curious on the road, and he deliberately studied the 'Yuan Spirit'.

But the 'Yuan Spirit' suddenly entered the womb on its own, and everything that followed seemed to have no memory.

At first, he still suspected that it was Qi Tian's trick.

But now waking up is such a hellish place!

What's even more amazing is that the broken spirit seed fragments in the body are really condensed, and the 'Yuan Spirit' is really useful, everything is so natural!

Suddenly there is spiritual power!

There is not the slightest feeling!

Looking at the drunken man sleeping on the ground, the wasteland gently tapped his head, puzzled.

At this time, the night is deeper, the stars in the starry sky are gradually fading, and the crescent moon is like a shadow.

The sky is dark!

The wasteland is destined to lose sleep, and his mind constantly recalls everything in the depths of Yunxian Mountain, the toughness of the old lady, the fierceness of the wild beast, the meanness of 'Uncle Yan', the shrewdness of Qi Tian, the domineering of the Foreign Affairs Department, etc., it feels like a dream.