"The second jar of wine, which is a burning knife, was brewed in the two hundred and thirty years of the Great Calendar and buried in the depths of the barn for seventy years, the wine is pure, and the heart burns the throat."

It was the wine sword fairy's crazy self-talk again, and this time he didn't dump flesh and blood again.

The celadon wine bottle was still hanging high in the air, the aroma of wine was getting stronger and stronger, and the wine sword fairy repeatedly muttered about the burning knife that he had in mind.

Except for the endless stream of treacherous creatures at the bottom, everything is as calm as ever.

Tian Changwen's expression was subtle, and the terrifying oppression from the Wine Sword Immortal made him a little uneasy, and he wanted to tell all layers of the port to take precautions.

However, after he received Li Mo's message, he took care of his own command to encircle and suppress the treacherous.

The atmosphere throughout the port is unusually quirky.

The high-ranking monks could hear the words of the Wine Sword Immortal, but they did not react in any way; The low-level monks were too busy acquiring resources to keep an eye on the current situation of the foreign enemy.

You know, in their eyes, being in the port must be a race against time.

On the one hand, the port is a big opportunity.

The Creation Sect distributed countless resources, and at the same time, because of the relationship between resisting tricks, they did not worry about not receiving the task of earning spirit stones.

The monks of the General Horn Period were all pursuing foundation building, and the Weak Crown Stage monks were pursuing the Yudan, and soon resources that were once unheard of were at their fingertips.

On the other hand, all the monks saw the subsequent influence of the Creation Sect.

As long as the Creation Sect leaves the port, there will definitely be a large number of scattered cultivators who will come into contact with the Great Immortal Creation Method, and it will inevitably cause a storm at that time.

In this case, how could they take care of the Wine Sword Immortal.

………

After the three mountains were rebuilt, it seemed that they were once again obscured, and the cultivation was stuck in the weak crown period, and they were always one step away from the end of the Dan period.

He didn't feel sorry for himself, after all, it was better than the experience of being trapped in the Firmament.

Sanshan hurriedly walked through the street, intending to go to the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce, where there was a commission for a magic weapon, which he was able to refine.

"Sanshan, don't you recognize me?"

Sanshan turned his head to look, and there was no figure stopping in the midst of the people coming and going.

He continued on his way.

As Sanshan walked through the narrow alley, the voice sounded in his ears again, "Sanshan, don't you recognize me?" It's me. ”

The voice became somewhat familiar, as if it were déjà vu.

Sanshan frowned and swept around, only to find that a man seemed to be standing in the shadow of the corner of the wall not far away.

The man was tall, soaked in his robes, and his eyes were staring straight at him.

"Who are you?"

Miyama took a few steps forward, but the man did not respond, still maintaining awkward movements.

Immediately afterward, Sanshan smelled a strange smell of alcohol, so strong that it rushed to his mouth and nose, mixed with the stench of hangover.

"Oh, it's rare for a monk to be so drunk and die in the harbor now."

Sanshan no longer paused, but quickened his pace, but the man's figure echoed in his mind, and his strange and unpredictable expression was unforgettable.

"Sanshan, don't you recognize me? It's me, Gui. ”

When the voice sounded for the third time, a trace of confusion flashed in Sanshan's eyes.

He couldn't help pondering the word "Ah Gui", and a slight burning suddenly rose in his stomach, like pouring a glass of strong wine into his mouth.

"Sanshan, don't you recognize me? It's me, Ah Gui, your junior brother. ”

Sanshan came back to his senses, patted the man on the shoulder and said, "Original... It turned out to be Gui, how did you come to the second floor of the port. ”

The man didn't say a word.

"I see, if you don't dislike it, you can live in the wing room of the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce, but the Spirit Gathering Array is slightly inferior to the inn."

Sanshan seemed to hear the reply, and began to talk to himself.

The two walked away.

As more and more monks noticed the man, they couldn't help but have the idea of knowing Ah Gui, and even made up the relevant memories on their own.

The wine sword fairy laughed endlessly, and the smell of burning knives filled the harbor.

Unconsciously.

The various floors of the harbor are filled with drenched eccentrics, men and women, young and old, who are constantly roaming the city.

………

"It's a good burning knife, such an ability is really unguardable."

Li Mo opened his eyes thoughtfully, but his expression was not a little panicked.

He had no intention of stopping his practice, but secretly communicated with the big cancer and let the cancer cells burrow into the body of the sudden "wine man".

In the entire port, only Li Mo was not affected because of the protection of the Book of Creation.

The refuge of the Karma Yin Mother could not completely work on the instrument cultivation, but the burning knife of the Wine Sword Immortal was different, and the instrument cultivation quietly fell.

Even though Li Mo controlled the mother furnace and instilled opposite memories in Qi Xiu's mind.

However, as soon as they recall the wine man, their memory will be modified, and they will inadvertently regard the wine man as their acquaintance.

"Distorted cognition? No, the Wine Sword Immortal only affects memory. ”

Li Mo suddenly realized that San Qingtian was still obsessed with the Outer Heaven Crater, otherwise he would not have used such a modest method.

"Huh."

The corners of Li Mo's mouth couldn't help twitching.

Suddenly, he saw twenty-three familiar figures among the wine men.

The twenty-three people were the sword cultivators from the Great Sun Sword Shrine, led by Jiang Xi, and the Baishuo Dao people and the Ye Zhuo Dao people were also mixed in it.

They have lost consciousness and become puppets of the Wine Sword Fairy.

"Damn, didn't you give me a problem?"

Li Mo was a little helpless, originally the cancer cells could be parasitic, as long as the wine people were abnormal, the cancer cells could immediately wipe them out.

As a result, there were twenty-three more sword cultivators from the same sect, and they were also the senior brothers of the Heavenly Sword Sect, so they definitely had to save their lives.

As for the injury, it has nothing to do with Li Mo.

It can't affect the overall situation of dealing with the Wine Sword Immortal.

"Wait."

Li Mo touched his chin, "Sanqingtian doesn't dare to offend the Heavenly Sword Sect openly, after the sword cultivation supports the sub-weapon faction, the sense of existence may have been erased." ”

"O free-handed thugs, twenty-three distractions are enough to fill the vacancy of the Creation Sect."

Thinking of this, Li Mo risked the detection of the Wine Sword Immortal and secretly urged the Spirit Root Worm, and the invisible illusion enveloped the entire port.

He didn't act rashly, but just led the twenty-three sword cultivators to gather in one place.

"But you're too wasteful, aren't you? Silently fell into the hands of the wine sword fairy. ”

Li Mo swept through the sword cultivators, and in the storage bag on the waist of the Baishuo Daoist, he found that there were two copies of the Dao inheritance of the twenty-eight sword mounds.

They are the mountain sword mound and the water heavy sword mound.

Li Mo looked at the little thunder on the sword slip and realized that it was Senior Sister Yu Xiao who did it, and the latter should not have been affected by the distorted cognition.

"If you fuse the two types of sword bodies into the Ten Thousand Sword Immortal Bone, you will already have eleven immortal bones."

Li Mo flipped through it magnificently, and began to condense the immortal bones, and his body suddenly crackled, and there was a breath of earth and water raging.

The gestation of the sword bone came naturally, and the ten thousand sword immortal bones could easily suppress the immortal bones.

If nothing else, after the sword bone reaches about forty knots, the Wanhua Immortal Bone can touch the Mortal and become the second type of immortal body.

When Li Mo was distracted from cultivating the sword bone, the wine sword immortal was not at all restless.

Jiu Jian Xian's tone became more and more high, perhaps thinking that Li Mo had been recruited, and the number of wine people in the port remained at about 10,000.

"The third jar of wine is bamboo leaf green, brewed in the 576th year of the calendar, buried in the bamboo forest for 120 years, the wine is green, and the aftertaste is warm."

The white porcelain bottle shattered, and then condensed into a celadon wine bottle.

As soon as Jiujian Xian's words fell, there were sounds of breaking ground everywhere in the port.

Green bamboos grow, emerald green like Qiongyu, the leaves have wine sliding down, the faint wine mist spreads, and the taste is permeating people's spleen.

Li Mo's muscles tensed for a moment.

If the bamboo leaf green wine caused an irreversible impact, he would not hesitate to make a move, even if he couldn't grasp the body of the wine sword immortal because of this.

"Heh, you really use the port as a wine tank, don't you?"

Li Mo's eyes narrowed, and he could feel that Zhu Yeqing's wine qi was fusing into spiritual power.

Instead of being damaged, the spiritual power became pure, but the wine was stored in the body, gradually fermented, and gradually became richer.

"Is the Wine Sword Immortal a trick? If there is really a practice method, I feel that it is very suitable as a nourishment for corpse wine. ”

The act of the Wine Sword Immortal is to take two million monks to brew wine.

The concept is inexplicably in line with corpse wine.

"The fourth jar of mash rice wine, brewed in the 893rd year of the calendar, buried in Qinghe City Square for three days, the wine is turbid, containing innate essence."

The wine bottle hanging in the air turned into a rice jar, and the huge face quietly stretched out of the mouth of the tank to look out, revealing irrepressible greed in his eyes.

The tide of deceitful creatures caused by flesh and blood came to an abrupt end.

Two million monks fell to the ground.

The flesh and bones of the wine man began to melt, like medicinal herbs placed after the brewing of wine, and at the same time gave rise to the smell of all kinds of liquor that filled the port.

Fortunately, the process of winemaking does not happen overnight.

Under the deliberate interference of cancer cells, the mash rice wine that Jiujian Xian wants to brew is extremely slow, and at the same time, the cancer cells can be interrupted at any time.

Li Mo's killing intent couldn't bear it, and there was billowing smoke coming out of the cave god's eyes.

"The certainty of killing is 30%, and the certainty of heavy damage... It's 10 percent. ”

Jiu Jian Immortal was obviously jealous of Li Mo and refused to leave the rice tank for a long time.

"Let's get some energy."

"All of them in Sanqingtian are imbeciles, and they just can't come out when they grind and chirp."

Li Mo exerted his magical powers to give birth to a corpse wine recipe called [Aromatic Wine], whose effect was to promote the mellowness of the rest of the wine.

After the flavored sake volatilizes, it blends into the flavor of mash rice wine with the wind.

The aroma of the mash rice wine did not change at all, but the concentration skyrocketed a hundredfold, making the wine sword fairy make a strange "clucking" sound.

"Come on, buddy."

"I don't have time to spend it with you."

Li Mo had already taken a great risk in attracting the Wine Sword Immortal, and if he really couldn't do it, he would first hit him hard for twenty or thirty years, and then find a way to kill him.

The True Dragon Flying Sword twisted its tail, and the surface of the scale armor was filled with countless sword intents.

If it weren't for the fact that the Symbiotic Law Body had not reached the refining period, the True Dragon Flying Sword would have a chance to kill with one blow.

Just as Li Mo locked on the giant face outside the rice tank, Jiu Jian Immortal suddenly couldn't wait to control the rice tank and drove quickly in the direction of the port.

"Wine Wine Wine ......"

The Wine Sword Fairy came to the port.

The hollow head poked out resembled a wine jar, and he smelled the wine vigorously.

Suddenly.

A voice came from behind the Wine Sword Fairy.

"Li Congding, let's have a drink together?"

Li Mo's face was hideous, his palms were closed, and the purgatory pure land unfolded.

"Open !!"

(End of chapter)