The scorching sun hangs high outside the dense forest of the dark valley, which is particularly hot, but stepping into the dense forest is like stepping into the second sky, which is cool and refreshing.

Wu Chen sensed the spiritual power that was quite strong, and looked at the ordinary spirit wood around him that was several times thicker than the one he had seen before, and he was also a little smacked.

It is no wonder that the Heavenly Dao Mansion attaches so much importance to the establishment of Demon Horn Town, dispatching henchmen, and emptying the treasury, and now the Dark Valley Dense Forest is completely capable of turning the world upside down.

Lowering his head and playing with the palm-sized droplet-shaped wine vessel in his palm, Wu Chen's face couldn't stop smiling.

Asking Li Baliang for this thing is not because of how much Wu Chen likes ambergris rice wine, although the majestic power of qi and blood contained in the wine is tantamount to a rare treasure in the world for Wu Chen, who has embarked on the path of martial cultivation, but compared to a promise from his martial ancestor, it is insignificant, although Wu Chen at this time is weak and only needs Li Baliang to stretch out a finger to crush to death.

The reason why this is so is because Wu Chen found that ambergris rice wine can actually break his own soul seal, or the power to repair the once damaged divine soul, so Wu Chen would rather be contaminated with cause and effect, and make a promise, but also in exchange for ambergris rice wine containing meager Xuanlong essence blood, otherwise Wu Chen will suffer a loss just by relying on the ambergris rice wine itself, a big loss.

In addition to the engraved high-level meson pattern that can carry half a stream, there is also a partial door pattern that automatically airs the mellow liquor.

When Li Baliang talked about this use, he was quite a little helpless, after all, he had asked for a lot of array mages back then, and even high-level array mages, and he had hollowed out a lot of value, so he had this wine vessel, and the wine vessel itself was a treasure no less than ambergris.

The reason why he gave up his love was that in addition to getting the promise of a Xuanshen monk who might be a Xuansheng, or even more ethereal than Xuansheng, Li Baliang instead took a fancy to being able to catch up with Wu Chen.

Li Baliang smiled and told Wu Chen that he had named this wine vessel that had already jumped into the middle of the mystery, first, the appearance of the wine vessel itself was three points similar to a tumbler, and second, he naturally hoped that his wine volume could be as good as the wine vessel did not pour.

It's just that now it's all down to Wu Chen, and after refreshingly contacting all kinds of taboos, he asked Wu Chen if he wanted to change his name and change it to his own intimate and pleasant mouth.

Wu Chen held the wine vessel, shook his head and said that there was no need, not to shirk but to think that the name was not bad.

Instead of walking on the broad road that had no road but was trampled out by the monks, he turned around and chose a narrow road that was rarely inhabited.

Since he plans to go deep into the core area, he still has to hide some traces, not that Wu Chen is afraid of anything, but that there is not much time left, and the ferry passing by Xizhou will stop at the Beidu Port in a few days, so try to save some trouble.

The more you go to the depths of the Dark Valley, the more intense the aura becomes.

The sky is getting darker, and the dark valley spirit trees are dense and opaque, but as the scorching sun sets, the full moon hangs high, and the dark dark valley dense forest during the day is brighter by three points, almost the branches of all the forest trees are slightly curled, so that a large area of long gaps can be revealed, and the silver-white moonlight is clustered and falling.

Wu Chen, who had been jealous for more than a few hours, stopped, frowned, and looked at a dark grass in his hand that emitted a light purple star light in puzzlement.

The Xuancao is called Purple Starmang, and it is a fifth-order Xuancao with good color, which is more precious than the fifth-order soul refining grass that Wu Chen once picked in the core area of the Dark Valley.

There is also a black soil with a strong earthy smell sticking to the root of the purple star mang, which Wu Chen has just discovered and picked down.

And this is what makes Wu Chen frown, the purple star is already a difficult intermediate fifth-order Xuan Grass, generally similar to such a genius earth treasure will eventually be guarded by a strange beast, just like the mountain-moving ape Xiao Hei that Wu Chen once encountered when he picked the soul refining grass, but Wu Chen's divine sense released a few miles away only to find that not to mention a guardian Xuan Beast with decent strength, even a slightly weaker Xuan Beast failed to touch one.

And this place is no longer the edge of the dense forest of the Dark Valley.

Wu Chen thought back for a moment, it seemed that he was not only here, he had never been able to encounter a mysterious beast along the way, no matter how strong or weak, and he had heard a lot of dangerous words about the dense forest of the Dark Valley in Demon Horn Town.

I was a little annoyed for a while, but I blamed myself for leaving too much of a hurry and couldn't ask Li Baliang about one or two.

At this time, Li Baliang was still sitting on the side of the wooden table, expressionless.

There is a universe under the strong body, constantly deducing something.

Li Yijin on the side stomped his feet in place, his master has been in this way for an afternoon, no matter how he called, he didn't respond, Li Yijin thought to himself that he shouldn't be stunned!

The more it looks, the more anxious it is.

"A pound, come here. ”

Li Yijin suddenly came back to his senses, walked to Li Baliang with two joyful steps, and said, "Master, you finally woke up, you are about to scare me to death." ”

Li Baliang gave the other party a roll of his eyes and said, "Can your master have something?" Not to mention this small Demon Horn Town, even the Tiandao Mansion can count one or two fingers that can make your master have something." ”

Li Yijin hurriedly nodded affirmatively, for fear that his master would be able to say something that was not comparable to his bold words in the entire Beizhou.

"Hurry up and drink this. ”

Li Yijin looked at the half of the turbid wine that his master pushed in front of him, and said with a bitter face: "Is it okay if the master doesn't drink it? You also know that I get drunk when I get drunk! Last time, I was drunk for several days after secretly dipping a small drop, and you want me to drink so much, that's not to be drunk for months and a half, who will give you a start when the time comes, and Zhang Luo business?"

Speaking of which, it's just a fear of drinking.

Li Ba said without arguing: "It's a good name that the master gave you." He picked up the wine cup with two fingers and handed it to Li Yijin's mouth.

The mellow smell of alcohol was getting closer and closer, and Li Yijin made up his mind that no matter what the master said, he would not open his mouth to drink.

Without waiting for the idea to be implemented, Li Yijin suddenly found that he had lost control of his body, his mouth was unnaturally open to the boss, and the only eyes that could be turned looked at his master's face full of evil smiles, how could he not understand.

In the mouth of the wine, it seemed to have long legs, and without Li Yijin making any movements, he ran along the intestines and went to his lungs.

Li Yijin, who couldn't cry, only felt spicy, very spicy, and then fell asleep on the wooden table without knowing anything, breathing for a long time, but I didn't know if it would be a good dream, and it wouldn't be a good dream if I thought about it.

After doing all this, Li Baliang still sat in place like an old monk and continued to calculate something.

There was constant sadness on his face.