It was already dark, Yi Shuyuan walked out of the door, stretched out his hand towards the roof, and the gourd flew back into his sleeve.

The kitchen of the old man's house was already full of smoke, and he beckoned Yi Shuyuan to prepare for dinner.

Lao Li has three daughters who are all married, and now he lives here with his wife, and the arrival of Yi Shuyuan has also made the family a lot more lively.

The old man went to bed early, and he drank a few more drinks tonight, and when dinner was over, Yi Shuyuan helped clean up the dishes and chopsticks together, and the old couple went to sleep one after another.

Although Yi Shuyuan also looked like he was going to rest, of course he wouldn't lie down and sleep after entering the house.

Yi Shuyuan first took out the inkstone and took out the pen, and then took out the wine gourd from his sleeve.

After using the mana in his hand to seal the surroundings of the gourd, Yi Shuyuan gently pulled the stopper.

A faint aroma of wine with a slight sense of heat wafted out, but it did not leave Yi Shuyuan's side.

A wisp of wine was poured into the inkstone by Yi Shuyuan, and he staggered to grind the ink strip, but was gently snatched by Yi Shuyuan.

"Smell a little wine and get drunk, go aside."

In this slightly tense moment, Gray Mian also brought Yi Shuyuan a little ease.

And Yi Shuyuan's smiling words also brought confidence to Xiao Mink, and the original fear was diluted.

Yi Shuyuan rolled up his sleeves and grinded carefully, the ink color blended with the "spirit" wine, and it continued to rotate in the center of the inkstone, like a turbulent wave in a small area.

However, under Yi Shuyuan's careful control, the movement in the inkstone gradually weakened and softened, and finally turned into a richly colored ink.

Yi Shuyuan nodded slightly, he now wants to learn a legendary allusion.

The folding fan was unfolded in Yi Shuyuan's hand, and the wolf pen was stained with special ink.

The hair on the tip of the pen is like a bottomless pit, absorbing the ink all the time, and the ink in the inkstone is completely sucked clean, so that the tip of the pen is slightly bulging.

Yi Shuyuan held the pen in his hand, stabilized his mind to control the force, and then put the pen directly on the fan.

The ink lines outline the form and gradually join together.

This time, it's not about writing, it's about drawing.

Gray Mian covered his nose and looked closer, only to see that under Yi Shuyuan's pen, a sharp feeling gradually appeared on the fan surface.

There was also a scorching burning sensation, which made Ash Mian seem to be close to the stove instead of the folding fan.

And in the midst of this scorching heat, I felt a strange chill.

A cold sword gradually appeared on the fan.

And because of the relationship between this ink, there is a faint layer of red on the sword that should be black and white.

"Whew"

Yi Shuyuan exhaled softly, and before the ink dried, the folding fan in his hand was closed.

Holding the folding fan in his hand, Yi Shuyuan runs mana in his body, constantly integrating into the folding fan, and is connected to the folding fan, and gradually implicitly allocates the folding fan in his heart.

At this moment, the folding fan in his hand seemed to melt and became blurred.

The heart is born, the law is transformed, the law is illusory, and the illusion is true!

Yi Shuyuan kept hinting at the true method in his heart, and the sky above the folding fan seemed to give birth to some mist brilliance, and it was more like ripples in the water, reflecting the shadow of the folding fan.

As the mana continued to enter the folding fan, Yi Shuyuan's forehead was slightly sweaty, and the words "ever-changing" on the folding fan faintly appeared.

The folding fan became more and more blurred, as if surrounded by mist, but instead reflected in the sky, becoming clearer and clearer in the ripples.

When the folding fan was completely obscured by the fog, the ripples above it, which had been getting bigger and bigger, began to calm down.

When there is finally no wave, the reflection has changed from a folding fan to a wine cup.

The fog in Yi Shuyuan's hand dissipated, and the folding fan really became a wine cup!

It's done!

Yi Shuyuan's heartbeat was several points faster than usual.

Sure enough, it is not groundless to be suitable for learning breakthroughs under pressure, it has been almost meaningless before, and today it has finally become.

Gray Mian also became excited all of a sudden, and his two paws were so happy that he subconsciously flapped them.

Sir is done!

Yi Shuyuan showed a hint of a smile, but the mana did not disperse, and the movements did not stop, he turned the wine cup to his right hand, grabbed the wine gourd again and poured wine into the wine cup.

As the wine was full, the shadow of a sword floated on the water.

Yi Shuyuan glanced at Gray Mian, who was also looking at him.

Then Yi Shuyuan didn't say a word, and drank the wine directly.

The wine entered his throat, and in an instant, a burning sensation filled his mouth, and there was a sharp feeling that made Yi Shuyuan's mouth hurt.

"Hmm"

Yi Shuyuan almost squirted out the wine, and could even feel the fishy sweetness in his mouth, but he puffed out his cheeks and forcibly held back.

"Gollum."

This sip of the strongest and most terrifying wine in this life so far was swallowed by Yi Shuyuan, and from his throat to his abdomen, there was another burst of burning.

This trick was originally called "Mouth Honey Belly Sword", which was originally an evil method of raising a sword in the belly of a demon a long time ago.

Yi Shuyuan's principle is that there is no good or bad law, and there is no definite law, depending on who uses it and how to use it.

Using this trick as inspiration, removing some dross, and then incorporating it into your own ideas, this trick will give birth to a new change, which is enough to turn decay into magic.

Moreover, this wine is too strong, Yi Shuyuan is really difficult to control, and it is difficult to be meticulous with his current Taoism.

However, the ink neutralizes the spirit, the painting is used to frame the sword shape, and then the folding fan that carries the sword is changed, and the carrier is naturally melted into the belly of Yi Shuyuan along the wine.

Then Yi Shuyuan's current Taoism has also been skillfully resolved step by step with him, and he has achieved the sword in his belly!

With the hand of the ink wine hidden sword, Yi Shuyuan had no problem controlling the sword in his abdomen.

And the absolute power is undiminished, and it is absolutely unexpected!

Fighting method, fighting is not just a simple sense of magic power, mysterious mana!

"Let Yi come and meet you today!"

The hidden sword is in the abdomen, although the abdomen is burning, it also makes Yi Shuyuan feel a little more confident.

"Sir, what if we can't beat it?"

Yi Shuyuan patted Gray Mian's head.

"Don't talk about discouragement!"

"Oh"

Gray Mian held his head, and Yi Shuyuan's tone also made it a little more relaxed.

Yi Shuyuan looked at the closed door.

"That woman sucked blood and ate during the day, and she will definitely go to find the true body of the demon at night to turn around, let's have a yellow finch behind!"

The moment of synaesthesia during the day made Yi Shuyuan understand that the cat demon's true body was not in good condition, and he was fully prepared to deal with the monster's damaged body.

That is, to take advantage of its illness to kill him! ——

Although the two elders of the village had already slept, it was still early, and the people in the village were still active.

However, there was some commotion in the village, with an elderly man shouting his son's name and shouting that his family would not return.

This matter is not small, so shocked that the old man put on his clothes and went to go, and there was no result after a while.

In the end, we can only go back to our respective homes first, and talk about it tomorrow.

As time passed, the lights in the village were extinguished.

There is not much entertainment at night in the mountain village, and the villagers are gradually starting to rest.

Yi Shuyuan didn't go out the whole time, sitting cross-legged on the bed at the moment, his mind was in an ethereal state.

There seems to be no one in the village, and ordinary people don't know the hours of the night.

It was about the moment when the sky was bright and the moon was in the sky, and Yi Shuyuan opened his eyes.

Finally can't help it?

Outside, the moonlight illuminates the originally dim village clearly, but because of the fog, the position close to the ground is hazy.

A rather handsome woman quietly went out of the house, glanced around, and then hurried away.

In the middle of the night, almost no one will wander outside, and the neighborhood is not very peaceful, and no one will go out at night.

The woman's steps were very vigorous, and she walked all the way to the edge of the village.

And the old chief's home is close to the village gate.

The woman went to the wall, looked around again, and then fell on all fours.

The next moment, the woman jumped over the wall and out of the village.

After a few breaths, Yi Shuyuan fell lightly outside the wall, and then put his toes on the ground a little, looking for that demonic energy, and chased it away with light skills.

The true body of the monster must be hiding in the mountains, otherwise Yi Shuyuan would have discovered it a long time ago.

And the so-called miasma, I'm afraid it's also related to this monster!

Yi Shuyuan belongs to the kind of person who is more stable the more present he is, and can look at himself from another angle.

And thanks to the experience of being a human being in two lives, it will not be messed up.

Although he is confident in his own breath, in this case, Yi Shuyuan tries not to use immortal methods in order to be safe.

It's just to restrain the breath and avoid casting a spell to leak the qi.

Although the woman is no longer a human being, she obviously can't do it, but the speed is really not slow.

Yi Shuyuan's restrained aura followed far away, and then his heart was slightly startled, because after a while, he felt another demonic aura.

This demonic aura is slightly different from that of the village widow, but it is fundamentally homologous, and it is not much stronger, and it also makes Yi Shuyuan uncomfortable.

Is there really more than one little demon!

However, Yi Shuyuan has also been mentally prepared, he is not afraid of this kind of role of relying on beauty to seduce people to devour Jingyuan, there are not many more.

Those who are hurrying in front and those chasing behind are not ordinary people, and they are traveling extremely fast in the mountains, and the fog in the night in the mountains cannot form any obstacles.

After a while, Yi Shuyuan gradually felt that his scalp was numb, and he could feel a fierce feeling more and more.

The demonic aura began to thicken, and the surrounding fog became strange, so that there were no insects or birds singing for a while.

It seems that this is a miasma, and it is really related to monsters!

A small village made of wood gradually appeared in Yi Shuyuan's eyes, and a lot of horseshoe prints could be seen everywhere he passed.

It turns out that there are really bandits ringing horses!

It's just that at this moment, the thief village in front of him is as silent as death, if the monsters are hidden here, then this group of thieves must have been more than lucky.

Both women trotted into the stockade, while Yi Shuyuan stayed at the wall outside the stockade.

Although Yi Shuyuan has never seen a few monsters in his cultivation so far, the ferocity of this demonic aura makes him understand that this monster is definitely not simple.

As soon as I went out to walk the world, I encountered this kind of thing, it was false to say that I was not nervous, but it was still that sentence, Yi Shuyuan was calm.

"Meow~"

A slight cat meow startled Yi Shuyuan's heart, and he looked at the fence in the distance of the cottage, not knowing when a cat was actually standing.

This is definitely an ordinary cat, but this cat seems to have seen through Yi Shuyuan's hidden form?

The moment he almost met the cat's eye, Yi Shuyuan confirmed this, and this cat's meow really killed him!

The increasingly obvious demonic aura made Yi Shuyuan pay too much attention to the monsters.

And the environment that has been silent made Yi Shuyuan subconsciously think that the animals had run out according to the experience and logic of the day.

Is this what makes me ignore ordinary animals?

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan's scalp was numb, and the fierce demonic spirit in the cottage was already boiling.

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PS: Ask for a one-month ticket recommendation!

Also, sometimes it's not that I want to break, but it just happens to be here, and it's only because I'm not so efficient at coding words.

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