After some time.

In front of the abandoned mountain temple ten miles away, Cheng Long and the others stood in front of the dilapidated gate.

"The Wine Sword Immortal has indeed left. I can only hope that he has not gone far. ”

Cheng Long walked into the mountain temple and thought with some regret.

"Hall Master, there's something strange here. ”

Qin Xian'er followed Cheng Long into the mountain temple, but exclaimed in a low voice the moment she crossed the threshold.

"What's wrong? Sister Xian'er?"

Zhao Ling'er and Shuang'er were stunned, and they didn't feel anything wrong.

Following Qin Xian'er's gaze, he only found that on the floor of the mountain temple, there were deep and shallow ravines.

"Sister Xian'er, this should just be that the mountain temple has fallen into disrepair for a long time, it's not a big deal. ”

Xiao Shuang'er said, leaning down and reaching out to look at the ravine on the floor.

"Be careful. ”

Qin Xian'er immediately shouted, but her voice was a step late.

The moment Xiao Shuang'er's bare hand touched the ravines on the ground, she exclaimed "ah" and quickly withdrew her jade hand like an electric shock.

Everyone looked intently, and saw that a thin cut had been made on Xiao Shuang'er's plain white hand, and a trace of blood seeped out.

"Guanyin mantra. ”

Zhao Ling'er pinched the magic trick and muttered a few incantations in his mouth, and then a faint glow appeared out of thin air, enveloping Xiao Shuang'er's hands.

In a matter of moments, the little wound had stopped bleeding and was beginning to heal.

"What a handy spell. ”

The big and small shuang'er sighed, and then, more doubts swirled in their hearts.

"Sister Xian'er, why did I feel as if something sharp had cut me just now?"

Xiao Shuang'er looked at the small ravine on the ground with a confused expression, she searched carefully, but did not find anything sharp in the ravine.

"Don't look for it, it's not something tangible that cuts you. ”

Qin Xian'er shook her head and stopped Xiao Shuang'er's actions.

"It's not something tangible, but it's something intangible?

Xiao Shuang'er's face turned a little pale, and in this dilapidated mountain temple, she suddenly had some bad associations.

"Little Shuang'er, what do you think in your head?"

Cheng Long, who was next to him, rubbed Xiao Shuang'er's head amusefully, and then motioned to Qin Xian'er to continue explaining.

Qin Xian'er understood, and said:

"It was a sword intent, a sword intent that lasted for a long time. ”

"Sword intent?"

Big and small Shuang'er and Zhao Ling'er were very surprised, none of them had martial arts, and they were a little confused when they heard it.

"Could it be that these deep and shallow ravines were all drawn by a man with a sword?"

Although Da Shuang'er didn't understand very well, he still asked tentatively.

"That's right, and that person should still be a rare kendo powerhouse, just the sword marks that he waved casually have a strong sword intent remaining, in my original world, such a strong person is unheard of at all. ”

Qin Xian'er replied, she looked at the staggered ravines on the ground, and admired again and again.

"Xian'er, you are very keen. Cheng Long praised it, and then explained:

"This is the place where the Wine Sword Immortal taught Li Xiaoyao's swordsmanship, so there is only a little remnant of sword intent, and I came here to find that person. ”

"Is that strong man still around here?"

Qin Xian'er immediately looked around vigilantly, but did not find anything abnormal.

At this time, Cheng Long said slowly:

"Maybe he's gone, but maybe he's not gone yet, and he's even lying on the ground in the nearby mountains. ”

"How does the hall master want to find this person?" Qin Xian'er asked.

"This kind of strong man who is rare in the world, if he just hides nearby and doesn't want us to find out, I'm afraid that even if we search these mountains, we won't be able to find his traces. ”

Qin Xian'er said, and suddenly felt a little inappropriate.

He couldn't find the trace of that strong man, but it didn't mean that Cheng Long had no choice.

After all, Cheng Long is the master of the Dragon God Temple, and he can be called the power of heaven among the heavens and all worlds.

Cheng Long smiled when he heard this, he secretly communicated with the system, and in a moment, there was already an extra wine jar in his hand.

"Drunken Immortal Brew, it is said that even the immortals will get drunk on the wine, extremely mellow and attractive, can be called the holy product in the wine. Worth 1,000 faith points. ”

Cheng Long lifted the seal of the wine jar with his hand, and suddenly, a strong and distant smell of wine spread throughout the entire mountain temple.

"What do you mean?"

Qin Xian'er and the others were puzzled, and couldn't understand why Cheng Long suddenly took out a jar of wine, but they didn't dare to ask more.

"Ling'er, you use the wind spell to spread the aroma of this jar of wine to farther places. ”

Cheng Long laughed loudly, walked out of the mountain temple with the wine jar, and pushed the wine jar to the ground.

Zhao Ling'er nodded slightly, and gently pinched a trick, and a gust of wind had already been generated, wrapped in the mellow aroma of wine, spreading towards the mountains.

Half an hour later.

Just when Qin Xian'er and the others were waiting a little bored.

High in the sky, an excited voice echoed.

"Good wine!"

All the women looked up in unison, only to see that above the sky, there was a middle-aged man with a thin figure and a sword on his back, stepping on a huge wine gourd, coming from the sky.

A smile appeared on Cheng Long's face.

"This guy is finally here, and luckily he didn't waste my thousand faith points. ”

Although Cheng Long behaved lightly just now, when he spent 1,000 faith points to exchange for Drunken Immortal Brew, his heart was still very painful.

"This is a full thousand faith points, which is enough to exchange for a great pill that can increase the strength of one Jiazi. ”

"And now it's just a jar of wine, if you don't lure the wine sword immortal, it's really a blood loss. ”

"Thankfully, though, the Master's plan has succeeded. ”

Looking at the wine sword immortal who came from the imperial gourd in the air, the smile on Cheng Long's face grew.

Above, the wine sword fairy looked down in the direction of the aroma of wine, and his eyes were immediately firmly locked on the jar of fine wine, and his eyes were as bright as a hungry wolf seeing a lamb.

With a low cry, he had already pressed the gourd and landed.

"This friend, it's good to drink with others when it comes to drinking, I don't know if you can let me..."

The Wine Sword Immortal endured the desire in his heart and said to Cheng Long.