Two rickety teenagers, leaning side by side against the cave wall, both holding a wine bottle in their hands, regardless of their own image.

"Jingle Bell. ”

When the two bottles touched each other, they made a sound and were poured into their mouths by their respective holders.

"Goo-goo-goo..."

A bottle of liquor up to 70 degrees was poured directly into the mouth by the beard knot, and then it was swallowed.

Tianzi, who was watching from the sidelines, took a deep breath with his nose, and then looked at the dozens of identical wine glasses around him, and felt a trace of sadness in his heart.

Originally, he thought that five bottles of wine would be enough to stun his beard.

But he underestimated the amount of alcohol he drank in the beard knot. Almost all of the dozen or so wine bottles on the ground were drunk by beard knots, and the Son of Heaven only grabbed less than two bottles, and the others were snatched by beard knots.

Although this kind of wine is not expensive, and the Son of Heaven can make it himself, and it only requires very ordinary ingredients.

However, the manufacturing process is somewhat cumbersome, and it can only be crafted with its own flames.

Thunderbolt can also be crafted, but that requires more mental power.

The Son of Heaven is already very good among his peers, reaching the peak of the middle stage of the Soul Yuan Realm.

The released spirits can be slightly condensed.

But I still can't condense the appearance I want.

That requires at least the Soul Shape Realm to do that.

So to make this wine, the Son of Heaven still takes a lot of effort.

As for the beard knot, the wine that I just drank was enough for the Son of Heaven to make for several days.

And this is not the most troublesome thing that the Son of Heaven feels, the most troublesome thing is that the pill he has refined seems to be about to pass the medicinal properties.

This elixir was originally practiced by him. Actually, he didn't want to bother with it. Because he believes in how much he drinks.

But he didn't expect that the beard knot would be so good. I've drunk so much and I'm not drunk yet.

The Son of Heaven smiled bitterly in his heart at this time: Damn, if you don't get drunk again, Lao Tzu will fall soon, emmm......

Finally, after drinking nearly twenty bottles of spirits, the beard knot slowly closed his eyes.

The Son of Heaven, who finally stayed up until his beard knot closed his eyes, finally sighed.

"Woohoo. ”

Stretched out a hand, patted the shoulder of the beard knot, and asked softly, "Brother, let me ask you something, how many people are in your family?"

The beard knot didn't answer his question head-on, just held out a finger, and then it was gone.

When he saw a finger, the Son of Heaven nodded lightly and continued to ask, "Then how old are you this year?" ”

The beard knot did not answer him with his fingers, as it was possible to answer. I didn't know, so I leaned softly into the ear of the Son of Heaven, "You guess." ”

After speaking, he lowered his head, chuckled, and did not speak, but snored.

The Son of Heaven didn't say anything, just shrugged his shoulders and sighed slightly. Asked his own questions.

"Where's the key?"

This question made this place fall silent, but not for long.

The beard knot stood up, staggered a few steps, and then turned around, looked at the Son of Heaven with a pair of sleepy eyes, and chuckled: "If you win me, I'll tell you." ”

After speaking, the fish intestine sword slipped out of his sleeve, held it in his hand, flew out, and stabbed at the Son of Heaven.

The fish intestine sword that shimmered with a slight crimson light, the light pierced the eyes of the Son of Heaven.

It's not like that, the fish intestine sword, which was originally very substantial, seems to be much lighter.

There are some illusory fish intestine swords in the eyes of ordinary people, but when they fall into the eyes of the Son of Heaven with heavy pupils, they have no effect.

Some dazzling white light slashed away the fish intestine short sword that was already close to the Son of Heaven.

The fish intestine sword that flew out fell into the hand of the beard knot with incomparable precision. So when the fish gut sword is bounced back and caught by the beard knot, it is put away.

"Red Dragon Sword Immortal, it's been a long time. ”

Put away the beard knot of the fish intestine sword, sighed softly, and whispered to the current son of heaven with the name of the former Son of Heaven.

Although it was the name of the previous life, the Son of Heaven sounded without any surprises.

Come to think of it, this is not an ordinary person.

"Void Sword Immortal, long time no see. ”

"yes, it's been a long time. A hundred years have passed. ”

When the beard knot said this, his eyes flashed with many memories and he was a little sluggish.

The people who say these things are usually not familiar with each other.

But this did not prevent them from making a name for themselves in the spirit master world in their previous lives.

"Is the Void Sword Immortal a seizure?"

The Son of Heaven asked the one named Beard Knot in this life, the Void Sword Immortal.

In his previous life, the Void Sword Immortal's name was Ye Xuankong, and like the Son of Heaven, he was a casual cultivator. But it is also one of the few sword immortals.

In his previous life, Ye Dunkong was very handsome and chic, and he should be more than a hundred years old by now.

Although the cultivation is strong, but at so many years old, there should be some vicissitudes on his face.

But on the face of the beard knot, in addition to being a little not handsome, he is indeed a teenager.

And bone age too.

"No, although I am also a dying body, I am not erasing people's souls. By chance, I met a dying man, injected the remnant soul into it, and got his consent, so that I could get the absolute control of this body. But there are still remnant souls, and his last wish must be fulfilled in order to gain full control of his body. ”

Listening to Ye Dunkong's narration all the time, the Son of Heaven's brows became more and more wrinkled.

"You're saying that someone has shattered your physical body and broken up your mental space. ”

"That's right"

This is huge news, because a sword immortal was killed, and even the spiritual space was scattered.

Although he is not a sword immortal who is good at attacking, his attack power is not to be underestimated.

but he was still killed. And the best thing an assassin-type spirit master is to react quickly.

"That's a group of people, with three of them reaching the Twelve-Wing Realm, and dozens of them reaching the Ten-Wing Realm. That's why I was defeated so quickly. Otherwise, I could still run away. ”

Although Ye Dunkong's best thing is not attacking, running him is the best thing.

But he still didn't run away.

The Son of Heaven thought carefully in his heart, that alliance could have such strength. A single force cannot have such strength, it can only be an alliance.

Just when the Son of Heaven was thinking carefully, Ye Xuankong suddenly threw over a crimson tower-shaped thing, and then walked out.

"What you want. ”

The tower-shaped thing is not big, and the Son of Heaven can hold it with one hand.

Although the Son of Heaven did not defeat Ye Dunkong head-on, the Son of Heaven prevented Ye Dunkong's strongest blow.

"Seriously. It's really not as long as I was back then. ”

When he walked to the entrance of the cave, he looked at the Son of Heaven, shook his head, and said very pertinently.

After saying that, he walked out.

Looking at the short figure that went out, the Son of Heaven pouted dissatisfiedly: "The hero didn't mention the courage of the year, besides, it's really hard to see now... Oops...!"

A small flying knife, attached to a tuft of black hair on the top of the Son of Heaven's head, flew over.

The Son of Heaven, who escaped the robbery, looked at the tufts of hair that floated up, exhaled, looked at the disappearing beard knot, patted his chest, and comforted himself: "People who tell the truth, why don't you have a good report?"

At this time, the demon ape and the little crocodile came in from the entrance of the cave, looked at the Son of Heaven who had palpitations, and hurriedly said, "Brother Tian, are you okay?" ”

Looking at the demon ape and the little crocodile who came in, he hurriedly posed, "Without much effort, I got the things." ”

As he spoke, he spread the tower-shaped thing in his hand and gave it to the two Xuanling Beasts to take a good look.

The little crocodile was very knowledgeable, and said directly: "Brother Tian is really Brother Tian." ”

But the demon ape's brainless is even more uninteresting, "Isn't it effortless? How did I see that Brother Tian was forced out of his natal soul... Hmm, why are you stepping on me?"

At this time, the little crocodile stepped directly on the big foot of the demon ape and gave him a look.

Maybe he knew that the air was a little embarrassed, and the demon ape also shut up and didn't say anything.

The Son of Heaven glanced at the demon ape, shook his head helplessly, and walked out of the cave.

The little crocodile asked behind him, "Brother Tian, where are we going now?" ”

Lifting the small crimson tower, pointing to the sky, he whispered, "Go where he should go." ”