Qin Xiao wanted to wake up from the flames. But his consciousness was confused, and his eyes were blurred. Everywhere there was a raging fire, and the sky was full of red, covering him. Everywhere he went, it was like a scorching red sun, and the burning sensation seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, more and more rapid.

He vaguely remembered that he had once refined the demon core of the Ice Obsidian Snow Python. From the demon core, a lot of cold qi was extracted, and it entered the meridians and limbs. In an instinctive reaction, Qin Xiao mobilized the stored ice qi in an attempt to isolate the burning sensation of the flames.

Rumble!

Before the ice could be dissipated, another round of fire swooped down. Like a fierce beast, it will be snuffed out in an instant. Once again, a fire burned around him.

The endless flames never seem to burn. What awaits Qin Xiao will be the same punishment and tribulation as Sisyphus. He didn't remember how much time had passed, and he didn't know if the Haotian Dragon and Phoenix List had ended. He knew that if he couldn't wake up, he would fall into endless flames forever and never get out again!

The old man in the garden served the spirit grass, worked for a long time, and dragged the gourd again and drank a few sips. He walked cautiously along the ridges, surrounding and stepping on the spiritual grass. When I returned to the hut, I was greeted by a wave of heat.

Qin Xiao's body was hot, emitting a strong heat, which filled the hut, accumulated in it, and did not spread.

"Huh...... Not dead yet?"

The old man bowed down in surprise and looked at it, then lifted Qin Xiao's eyelids, brushed Qin Xiao's lips, tore his shirt, and examined it. Although Qin Xiao's body was hot and his skin was like a soldering iron, his vitality had not disappeared.

"Hmph...... It was as if the body had been burned. However, the old man's wine is not as simple as an ordinary flame! it's not bad to stick with it for so long......"

"However, after all, it is still a dead end! The old man can't save you...... Who made you drink so much?"

"Alas...... It's hard to get in, and the talent is still passable, how can I expect to be so reckless and greedy! The old man deserves to end up like this!"

The old man sat at the door with a futon. Looking at the spiritual grass in his eyes, he was stunned, not knowing what he was thinking. After a long time, he sighed again and took a few sips with the gourd.

If Qin Xiao was sober, he would definitely feel the strangeness of this space. There's no day or night. At any given time, the weather, temperature, brightness, humidity, and all other natural signs are exactly the same.

Sunset and sunrise, alternating day and night, is a rare legend here. The old man leaned against the door, watching the clouds rolling in the sky, and his eyes were not shocked.

I don't know how long it took, he got up again and went to the Spirit Grass Garden to fiddle. Back at the hut, Qin Xiao was still struggling in the flames. His eyes were closed, his face twitched, and he was obviously suffering some kind of unspeakable pain.

The old man's suspicion intensified. He stretched out his hand and pressed it on Qin Xiao's lower abdomen, and his face changed slightly. Then he let go of the gourd. The gourd immediately emitted a cyan glow, enveloping Qin Xiao. The light shot into Qin Xiao's body and circled.

The old man withdrew the gourd, and his complexion changed again and again.

"Dragon vein, dragon blood, and the blood of the Split Sky Peng...... Experiencing the scorching fire of the Feng Clan's Nirvana, it's not easy!"

"Hmm...... If you can wake up, maybe you can give it a try?"

"But, alas...... Who else in this world can activate the God Killer Gun?"

The old man muttered to himself and sat down in the doorway again. The wine in the gourd was long gone, and he was still in a daze. The scenery in front of him has not changed for thousands of years, and the old man's eyes are also ancient and waveless, and there is no difference from the scenery. Maybe it's because he's been here for a long time, and he's long since he's been numb to this unchanged life.

At this time, for the elderly, every bit of the past is worth recalling. Chewing on the bits and pieces of the past can pass the boring and hopeless life in front of us.

Qin Xiao's divine consciousness gradually blurred. He felt like he was about to fall into eternal night. Everything in front of me was getting darker, and the raging fire couldn't hide the coming night.

Deep inside, a wisp of cold aura grew, gradually engulfing his vitality. This time, it was different from the initiation of the Destruction and Rebirth Exercise. Every time it is destroyed and reborn, it only destroys the body, but the soul remains. At this time, both the body and the soul are slowly peeling off each other and losing contact.

"Going to die?"

When his consciousness was about to disappear, Qin Xiao finally remembered a serious problem. He couldn't have imagined that he didn't die in the battle, but was inexplicably burned to death by a few sips of wine!

Why are you greedy for cups?

Qin Xiao boasted that he had a strong ability to restrain himself. However, I still can't control it in front of the drink. The drive of his body propelled him to drink the fiery spirits constantly. For their bodies, those wines are like a life-saving straw for a person on the verge of despair.

Qin Xiao couldn't figure out why his body was desperate for those wines. However, at this moment, he is going to die...... What went wrong?

Rumble!

Qin Xiao was in despair. There seemed to be a slight explosion in my heart. The sound was as light as a breeze and seemed negligible. But Qin Xiao really felt it.

Inside the Xuan Spirit, a wisp of demonic energy floated out faintly with the sound of the explosion. Completely burned is the internal organs that slowly recover with the fluctuation of demonic energy. That wisp of demonic energy was like a rain, watering the dry countryside. The cracked earth crumbles, snorts and absorbs, and then closes. At the same time, the vitality in Qin Xiao's body quickly recovered.

The old man sat at the door, bored. He keenly sensed the movement behind him, and hurriedly glanced back. I happened to see Qin Xiao move slightly, and his mouth seemed to be muttering something.

The old man flew over and lay on Qin Xiao's ear. Listen carefully so that important information is missed. Qin Xiao actually came back to life, which was already beyond the old man's bearing. For a cultivator like him, if he drinks water and scoops half of it at a time, he will be drunk to death for three days. And Qin Xiao, that time drank at least dozens of full water scoops!

How could Qin Xiao not die? Only he knew how vigorous the wine he brewed was!

"Wine ...... Wine...... I want to drink ......."

When the old man heard it clearly, he was also stunned! Qin Xiao still wants to drink? He didn't get drunk to death?

Looking at Qin Xiao's chapped lips, the old man hesitated for a moment. Qin Xiao's voice gradually became clearer. Wine!

He's still going to drink!

"Monster, is he cultivating the way of wine?" The old man pondered for a moment, but he couldn't remember that there was still such a cultivation method in the Divine Realm.

"Okay! Drink! Look at what you drink!" the old man suddenly felt that his dignity was being challenged. He has the most say in the strength of his wine. He himself took a small sip carefully, but now this guy who came in rashly was obviously more drunk than himself!

How unreasonable!

"Is there anyone in the Divine Realm who drinks so much, and is he still so young?"

The old man angrily unsealed the seal and scooped up the wine and poured it down to Qin Xiao. After pouring it more than a dozen times, Qin Xiao finally stopped shouting for wine.

This time, Qin Xiao was scorched by the flames again. The strange thing is that everything in the body is almost scorched, and just when he is dying, the demonic energy gushes out of the Xuan Ling again, cleansing the organs in the body, like a rain with the function of resurrecting the dead, rejuvenating all the organs.

Then, in the old man's surprised eyes, Qin Xiao once again unconsciously shouted for wine.

The old man couldn't stand it anymore, so he poured half of Qin Xiao into the altar in one go, which stopped Qin Xiao's commotion.

I don't know how long it took, Qin Xiao's voice sounded again: "Wine ...... Wine ......"

In this way, the time interval between Qin Xiao's requests for wine is getting shorter and shorter, and the demand for wine is getting bigger and bigger......

Finally, one day, the old man looked at the empty dozen wine jars and wanted to cry without tears.

"There's not a drop left!Damn!Is this guy Lao Tzu's nemesis?" the old man roared angrily, "Lao Tzu can only brew once in ten thousand years, and it's all gone...... Why don't you die?"

"You weren't burned?"

"Is there any heavenly reason in this world?"

The old man slapped his thigh fiercely and complained: "If I knew this, I should have let that Wang Ba devour this guy!

Suddenly, the old man looked at Qin Xiao suspiciously, with a confused look in his eyes: "Could it be ...... He's the one in the dark?"

"Just him?"

Qin Xiao swallowed more than a dozen jars of spirits several times in a row. These wines, not leaking at all, all entered the Xuan Ling, nourishing a large amount of demonic energy.

This Xuan Ling is a place where Qin Xiao broke into the elf clan when he was in the Nine Desolate Realms, and cultivated the Heavenly Star Demon King's "Xuan Demon Dominating Heavenly Dao" technique, which is similar to the sea of qi. The capacity is not large, and it is just used as a temporary temporary residence for the Heavenly Dao to enter the demonic qi. Unexpectedly, these days have swallowed more than a dozen jars of spirits, but there is no feeling of fullness.

Qin Xiao was vaguely awake, and felt that the demonic qi seemed to be stronger, and the strength was more rapid. A trace of wind blew through the body, and the demonic qi was surging, several times stronger than the vitality in the meridians.

Rumble!

There was a sudden explosion in the Xuan Ling. A mantra spontaneously rushed to Qin Xiao's mind. A singular exercise works on its own.

Qin Xiao was shocked. He knew this kind of exercise, which was the first exercise of the demon race, "Gods and Demons Immortal Sutra", given by the demon prince in the Netherworld Valley. He memorized the essentials that day, and later practiced them occasionally, but he didn't practice them excessively. The Demon Prince once warned that the first level of this exercise must be the Divine Mansion Realm. Qin Xiao was still far from the Divine Mansion Realm, so he didn't take this exercise to heart for the time being.

Unexpectedly, under the stimulation of spirits, the "Immortal Sutra of Gods and Demons" actually operated on its own!

In other words, it was precisely because of this technique that the liquor was absorbed by Xuan Ling, and it failed to burn Qin Xiao to death!

The demonic energy is unstoppable, not at all as docile and warm as the vitality, and wherever it passes, like a wind sweeping away the leaves, thoroughly, crisply, roughly. Under the washing of the demonic qi, the organs in Qin Xiao's body were undergoing drastic changes.

The Yuan Power in the dragon vein, under the impetus of the demonic qi, flowed out of the meridians, entered the Xuan Ling, bathed in the smell of wine, turned into magical power, and then returned to the dragon vein again. The magic power at this moment is more ferocious than the demon dragon transformed by pure demonic energy.

Thundered!

A large amount of magic power surged wantonly, catalyzed by the smell of alcohol, the force was stronger and faster, impacting all the organs in the body, and then the bones and muscles.

Bang! The powerful force collided, Qin Xiao couldn't help himself, and suddenly jumped upward. With a thud, he lifted the end of the small roof and rushed into the air. The old man stretched out his hand to stop it, but he was already a step slower, and watched as the hut was opened.