The mad Taoist has been meditating in the heavens and the earth for more than a thousand years, and a person who has not cultivated as a primordial infant, even if you get close to him within three feet, you can't feel his existence.

Only the shrewd people can feel a trace of it, the invisible aura between heaven and earth is constantly gathering in some places, and the big stone where the mad Taoist is sitting has been washed by thousands of years of aura, from the original ordinary stubborn stone to a piece of beautiful jade.

It's a pity that no one can see it, and those who have the ability to use their divine sense to scrub it are disdainful of this place, and a small place dedicated to the cultivation of the foundation building monks has long been explored by many people with their divine senses, and for the monks of the Jindan period, it can be used to rub it carefully?

In this way, year after year, day after day, this beautiful jade that no one cared about became the cornerstone of the lair of the Golden Roc. It was covered with withered grass, and over the years it had been covered layer after layer, so that even the monks of the Jindan stage could not find it, and its breath had merged with the bird's nest.

Led by the Spirit Mouse, Chunshen came to the lair of the Jinding Dapeng.

There was only a pile of dead grass here, with a strange arrangement, and there was a little more spiritual energy than the rest of the place, and nothing else, Chun Shen even used his incomparably weak divine sense to scrub three times but found nothing.

Seeing Chunshen, the Soul Mouse looked at it questioningly, and although it didn't speak, the clever Spirit Mouse knew that the owner was asking it, 'Where is the baby?'

"Squeak, squeak!" the spirit mouse stomped all fours, nodded, and stared down with its little eyes.

Now Chun Shen understood, he picked up the dead grass on the ground, and dug ten feet deep before he saw this piece of beautiful jade.

"Haha! I've made a fortune!" Chunshen, who had received the beautiful jade, was overjoyed and couldn't help but shout!

"This jade is full of spiritual power, it is warm and smooth when you start it, it is as tender as a baby, if it is carved properly, it is worth a lot of money!

"Chi ang" a roar!

A gust of wind blew and violently brought Chunshen into the pit he had just dug.

A golden-topped roc stood majestically on the pit and said, "The kid dares to come to my territory to dig a pit, how are you going to die!"

Seeing that this Dapeng could speak, Chun Shen knew that his life was temporarily saved, and as long as he could speak the opportunity, he would have the possibility of living.

"Xiao Ke Chunshen, I don't know what to call my predecessors?" Chunshen said respectfully as he stood at the bottom of the pit.

"Heh! Uncle Ben is in a good mood today, so I'll let you be a ghost, listen to me, I'm Tianpeng, and Phoenix is my ancestor. Tianpeng said proudly.

"It turned out to be the blood of the phoenix, no wonder your old man exudes such a noble atmosphere, so that the villain has a sense of worship in his heart! Only a noble phoenix like you can live in this condescending treasure land with a glance at the mountains and small mountains. The younger brother first came to this treasure land, I wanted to build a house and live for a long time, I didn't want to disturb the eldest brother Qingxiu, I would like to offer a jar of thousand-year-old wine to apologize!" Chun Shen said with a face of piety, in fact, he knew in his heart that the golden-topped Dapeng in front of him had nothing to do with the phoenix half a dime, if it wasn't for his life, no one would take the wine to shoot a beast's fart.

"Well, the boy counts you as an image, you know that Lao Tzu is good at wine, bring the wine!" Tianpeng didn't expect that the human being in front of him was a small businessman who could sell the dead as alive for a little profit. Tianpeng used to deal with people, either beating people, or killing people, and listening to people begging for mercy before they died, and he had never heard of people's sycophants, but today after listening to Chunshen's sycophants, he felt a great sense of confidant in his heart, and decided not to kill him for the time being.

What kind of thousand-year-old wine is there in Chunshen! To say that this thousand-year-old wine is generally only available in the cultivation clan, and if you usually want to drink it in casual cultivation, you can only go to a thousand-year-old restaurant, but this small cup costs ten top-grade spirit stones, and a small jar of wine costs 10,000 top-grade spirit stones, and it is not enough for Chunshen to sell him!

But these are not difficult, our profiteer Chunshen, Tianpeng, this beast and the beast have not been able to drink a thousand years of fine wine, so the heel that Chunshen gave to Tianpeng is not a fine wine, but a fairy brewed by mortals!

Legend has it that the gods were brewed five hundred years ago, there was a person named Yang Yuanqing, no one has ever been able to drink a bowl, basically mortals drank a cup and fell to the ground, at that time it was called a cup of pouring, and it was also a little famous among mortals, but it was not big. Until an old fairy passing by drank a large number of three bowls, and also fell drunk under the table. This old immortal has always been a good hand in wine, and he didn't want to drink three bowls before he collapsed, and spread this old face to put it there! So he thought of a way, so he ordered Yang Yuanqing to brew 3,000 altars, and gave them to his rival monks, and played them all over, so that this made the immortal fall and spread among the monks.

This immortal fell in the hands of mortals is a good thing used to rob the house, specially used for the magic weapon of the Yin people, and ordinary mortals can be in a coma for three days after taking a sip. But in the hands of the monk, it was of little use, and could only make the monk feel the taste of drunkenness, because drunkenness was also a rare experience for the monk. Nothing else is of much use, but I didn't expect it to be used by Chunshen for fake wine today.

As soon as he saw this wine jar, Tianpeng's alcohol addiction came up at once, and he didn't care about anything, Tianpeng grabbed it and slapped the wine jar open, and a thick aroma of wine overflowed, and it opened its mouth to suck, and the gods of the whole altar fell into Tianpeng's stomach.

"Good wine!" Tianpeng said with a chuckle in his stomach.

'Ten, nine, eight, seven, six...... Two, one. Chunshen thought silently in his heart, why hasn't he fallen yet? Impossible! Now Chunshen was frightened in his heart, if it doesn't fall, it will collapse me.

"This wine is what Uncle Ben has ever drunk, the best wine ......" Before he finished speaking, Tianpeng fell into the nest slowly.

"Hehe! I was startled just now, and I thought that the gods were useless to you, this beast!

"The ghost is coming out, there is bird meat to eat!" Chun Shen said to the ghost in his body with his divine sense.

"You want me to die! This is a demon beast at the peak of Jindan, with thick skin and hard feathers! My natal golden needle can't be broken with this piercing, I show a little murderous aura, and I will be killed by it instinctively before I make a move. It's okay, don't disturb my practice!" The ghost said angrily.

"This is not a ghostly character, to the mouth of the meat, she will not eat it, there must be something weird, now neither of us is her opponent, let's bear with it!" Chun Shen thought helplessly, "I can't fight and fight, I can't escape, the two-legged Zhuji can't run the flying Jindan at all, and it will take three days to return to the city, and the drug will not be more than a day for a beast."

"How should this be good! How should this be good?" Harushen walked back and forth, racking his brains to think of a way out.

'Instead of sitting and waiting, it's better to take the initiative!' Its flesh skin is thick, and its eyelids are definitely not thick, I'll poke it in the eye and try it!' when Chun Shen just made his decision.

Tianpeng opened his eyes, stared at him with a pair of blood-red eyes and said, "Good wine, another jar of ......" before he finished speaking, he poured down again.

This time, Chunshen's original luck was gone, "Fortunately, I haven't killed anyone, I haven't been murderous, otherwise when it opens its eyes, I will definitely die." Well, how can this be good?'

"I can't go on like this, by the way, I want to be calm, I want to be calm, the living are still suffocated by urine! Fifty avenues, forty-nine, leaving a glimmer of life, there is no absolute dead end, now this beast is drunk, my little life can be saved for the time being, by the way! How did I forget my good game! Hehe!' became excited at the thought of this Chunshen.