This time, the abstinence from alcohol is "Shen Long in the Abyss", which is the Buddha's flying body method, after practice, you can fly flat and walk in the sky, saying that you can rely on the body method alone and not rely on the true qi.

It's been a long time since he's run so hard, and for such an opportunity, he also wants to try where his limits are.

The two of them continued to run, and their speed was still up and down, and at this time they were only three hundred miles away from the dark river, and with their speed, it would not take long to reach them.

The surface of Dowling's body had completely turned red, and the billowing heat rose, becoming deeper under the reflection of the dark blue internal force around him.

At this time, if you look at it from above, a dark blue and golden streamer on the ground flashes like a meteor in the sky.

In the distance, the dark river that went from west to east had appeared in front of the two of them, and the two looked at each other, and they both saw in each other's eyes that they were not admitting defeat.

"Then fight..."Dowling shouted, there was an explosion in his body again, his eyes turned golden, a thunderous sound exploded on the spot, the speed of the whole person increased again, and his body disappeared in the eyes of the abstinence in an instant.

Quit was stunned, shocked in his heart, he originally thought that the speed of the two of them had reached the limit at this time, but he never expected that Dowling could still speed up.

The psychology of not admitting defeat made him strengthen his internal strength again, and the golden Buddha was prosperous, and his speed was also faster.

But there is still a big gap from Dowling, and in desperation, I have to slow down in advance, otherwise I will definitely be very embarrassed for a while

Seeing that he had quit drinking and slowing down, Dowling smiled, the internal force disappeared, and the momentary stall did not make him fall out by inertia.

Dao Lin let out a sigh of relief, the speed just now was something he had never experienced, and the consumption of internal force was very huge, but fortunately, the "General Xuan Shen Gong" operated on its own to help him recover his internal strength, otherwise he might not have run to quit drinking.

Looking back, I saw that the abstinence from alcohol had also come closer, and he was holding his knees and panting for breath at this time.

"You're too good to run, take ......"

"Actually, this is related to the exercises I practice, in fact, there are also elements of cheating, what really shocked me was your speed, I really didn't expect you to have such a fast speed, next time we will compete in strength."

"It's not comparable, it's not comparable, your kid's body is too strong, and I, a monk who practices Buddhism, will definitely not be as reckless as you." Qu Jiu waved his hand and said, he had already seen that this guy Dowling just wanted to show off in front of him.

Seeing that he was so happy to quit drinking, Dowling laughed in his heart.

His eyes looked at the lonely grave in the distance, and the playfulness in his heart suddenly converged, and when he recovered from drinking, the two walked towards the lonely grave.

"Old Han, I've come to see you, didn't you expect me to come so soon?" Dowling touched the tombstone and said.

"Amitabha!" Qu Jiu folded his hands on the tombstone and recited a Buddha name, and then consciously took out three gourds and handed them to Daolin.

"I'm already ready to leave Shenwu, I promised to bring you wine before, and I did it, although it's not much, but it should be enough for you to drink for a while, and I will send someone to send it to you when the time comes." Dowling pulled out a gourd stopper and stuffed the rich aroma of wine on the grave.

After one gourd was sprinkled, Dowling opened one again, took a sip of it himself, and then sprinkled it again.

The last gourd was opened by abstaining from alcohol.

"Senior Han, thank you for taking care of Daolin, although we have never met, but Daolin told me the story between you, the little monk quits drinking, and I respect my seniors here." He raised his head and took a sip, and then sprinkled the rest of the wine in front of the grave.

After drinking, Dowling carefully wiped the tombstone clean, and tears flashed faintly in his eyes.

"Get me some more gourds." Dowling finished wiping the tombstone and stood up and said to quit drinking.

Quit alcohol was stunned for a moment, but he didn't ask much, and then took out three wine gourds and handed them to Dowling.

This time, Dowling did not spill the wine, but turned around and walked towards the exit of the dark river in the cave, and stood the gourd on the stone platform at the entrance of the cave.

"Ancestor, Dao Lin has brought you wine, you can come and get it when you are free, I won't go in, we are ready to leave Shenwu and go to the Burning Sun, if there is anything I need to do, please speak." After shouting, Dowling retreated to a distance of ten meters from the entrance of the cave and waited patiently.

Qu Shan wanted to ask but didn't ask, after all, he didn't know who Dowling would talk to, but when he heard him shout that it was an ancestor, he was extremely curious for a while.

Soon a figure appeared in the cave, straight and motionless.

"You kid is still sensible, my old man accepted the wine, you go back, Lieyang has nothing to do with the old man anymore, remember what I said, practice the exercises to stabilize your heart, don't be led away by desire, the rest is fine." The figure stretched out his hand and grabbed the wine gourd.

Quit drinking with the help of the moonlight, the hand that grabbed the wine gourd had long nails, and glowed with cold light, his complexion was pale, there was no blood at all, and it didn't look like a person's hand at all, but like a zombie.

Dowling naturally saw it, and from the moment he saw the figure hidden in the shadows, he knew that the person who came was definitely not Chu Tianlu, but should be his zombie men.

"Ancestor, Dao Lin has written it down, I'll leave first if there's nothing to do, I'm going to Shangzhou County of the Lieyang Empire, if you have something, you can send someone there to find me, and when I see them, I'll come back and wait for the dispatch." Dowling shouted again into the cave, but this time there was no response.

"Let's go." Dowling pulled a shocked abstinence, and then the two of them walked south without looking back.

After they had gone, the man with the wine slowly walked out of the gloom of the cave, he was dressed in black and wore a mantle and hood, his bare skin was bloodless, and in the moonlight, he could see a clear blood mark on his neck, which must have been cut off.

When they went back, the two of them did not run, but walked back in silence.

Neither of them took the initiative to speak, I don't know if it was because they felt uncomfortable, maybe it was the mentality that they had just finished going to the grave, or the reluctance to leave their hometown tomorrow.

Finally, when the moon was high, the two walked back to the camp, and in the camp there was only a series of snoring sounds except for the soldiers standing guard on patrol, which made people drowsy and irritable.

"You said before that the master took the nine of them to Baishan, is there any news?" Entering the tent, Dowling asked.

"No, there is no news at all, the master came back once, but soon left again." Quit shook his head and said.

"To be honest, we didn't meet except for sending them a letter when we left, and I don't know when we will meet next time." Dowling said as he took off his shoes and lay on the bed.

"They didn't live comfortably in Baishan at all, and it is said that it was not much worse than dying once." Quit Alcohol said with a sigh.