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A little Taoist priest in a declining Taoist temple, accompanied by a master, with clothes and three meals, and a lying cow stone to lie down and look up at the night sky to indulge in reverie, it is enough!

The little one back then was innocent and simple! And after he accidentally ate a purple fruit, the world in front of him was different from then on.

If you don't climb the high mountains, you don't know the height of the sky, you don't know the depth of the earth, you don't know the thickness of the earth! For this reason, the little Taoist priest left the Xuanyuan Temple, left the small mountain village in his hometown, stepped into the rivers and lakes alone, and became a horse breeding disciple of the Tianlong Sect.

A young man who is ignorant of the world, when he first came to the rivers and lakes, he was as frightened as stepping on a dangerous bridge and stepping on snow. He didn't dare to forget the teachings of Master and Mr. Su, and he was always cautious and hesitant to walk alone!

In order to find a way to the sky, the boy turned into a hidden dragon under the nine abysses, and followed the Tianlong faction to climb snowy mountains, pass through forests and seas, and cross grasslands, which can be said to have endured all kinds of hardships. He saw the ferocity of the jackal and the sinister nature of the human heart, tasted the bloody rain and many tribulations, and appreciated the warmth and coldness in the smoke, rain and red dust.

The execution ground at the crossroads of the capital is not an altar of life! Only under the butcher's knife can people let go of their burdens and complete the transformation of life and death. Enough of seeing the blood red all over the ground and the numb faces, the peach blossoms on the corner of the street are still so pink and dazzling! Since then, the boy has stepped on the shore of red dust and never returned!

When the wind rises from the mountains, there will be hidden dragons out of the abyss. Just wait for the clouds and rain to help each other, and you will soar into the sky!

The vast sea once again became a purgatory of blood and fire, making the boy toss in torment and grow up slowly in the wind and rain. And when he set foot on the long-awaited Great Xia, the calamities of life and death were still overwhelming, and he had to shake his spirit to deal with it with all his might. Only by being more cunning than cunning, only by being more cruel than cruelty, can we break through a way out of thorns! But what can this be? There is never a winner in that unfillable killing field. I ended up with nine deaths, and I also lost two women who shared hardships and hardships!

After that, everything that happened was nothing but a cycle of ugliness and blood. This is the case in Kyushu, and so is the fairy realm! That once a little Taoist priest has become a monk with strong muscles and bones who is not afraid of wind and rain, although he is still young, the vicissitudes of his heart are getting deeper and deeper. And with the integration of the three cultivations, his temperament has become more and more changeable. The tranquility of Daozun, the evil madness of the demons, and the arrogance of Longzun are all just like nature. Sometimes, he forgets which one is his true self.

However, along the way, how could he have forgotten his original intention and abandoned his original heart? It was only because of a trace of kindness that he sprinkled a spark that he had the revival of Xuanyuanguan and the tranquility of his hometown Xiaotianao......

I still remember when the three babies were first born, they were at a loss and had some feelings. Now that I think about it, it's still the same. In human nature, who has no obsession, no madness, and no demonic desires? Seven emotions and six desires are innate, so why overkill. Just as the night sky is brightened by the twinkling stars, the rising sun is colorful by the clouds, and the autumn rain withers with the chill of the remaining leaves. If people do not have the torture of great sorrow and joy, how can they talk about the calmness of the clouds and the breeze!

The little Taoist priest may have been gone, but his trek has kept moving forward. Even though the demons are crazy and evil, let alone cunning and changeable, Master's words never dare to be forgotten. Good thoughts are not lost, and the heart is always there......

On the hillside, under the willow tree, Lin Yi sat alone in a daze. Ten days passed like this, and he slowly woke up from his leisurely thoughts, and could not help but let out a low sigh. There was relief in his expression, and he was a little tired.

After a moment, Lin raised his hand and slashed the void, and as a small cloud of light flashed, two more quaint-shaped wine jars appeared in front of him. This is exactly a method that he realized from the cultivation of the Five Elements Zhengyuan inspired by the altar of the Ten Thousand Demon Valley and the Ghost Spirit Domain. As long as the virtual circle is used at the same time to communicate and teleport, the treasures of immortals, demons, and Taoists can be easily exchanged. The so-called method of five elements of transportation may have the same effect.

With a slight shattering sound, Lin Yi slapped the mud seal of the wine jar. The strong aroma of wine suddenly overflowed and spread, and he couldn't help but stick out his nose and sniff it. After being slightly intoxicated, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At the same time, the snoring in the stone room outside Baizhang was gone.

Lin Yi was unaware of the situation around him, and picked up the wine jar by himself. At this moment, a tall figure came like the wind, and hurriedly shouted: "Didn't you leave me wild corn wine......?

Hearing the sound, Lin Yi unhurriedly put down the things in his hand.

The old dragon 'pounced' and sat down, snatching the opened jar of wine in his arms. After a while, he stared at a pair of round dragon eyes, and suddenly grinned and said: "Haha! You kid is deliberately teasing me......" He then sighed with a relieved face: "You haven't forgotten that sentence, I can't imagine that I will still drink this day!"

Back then, Lin Yi obtained three altars of sacrificial wine from the Three Emperors Hall in the Demon Mound. In a Caixia Inn, he shared a jar with Hua Chenzi and drunk the girl. Later, he asked Lao Long for advice on this, and promised to keep the remaining two jars of wine for the other party. Now that the person in front of him has cultivated into a primordial god, he should be able to live a drunken addiction.

Lin Yi pushed the unopened jar of wine forward, and said with a smile: "Since you promised, how can you break your promise! Both jars of wine are yours......

The old dragon hugged the wine jar, smacked his mouth, salivating, and said with bright eyes: "This is brewed from the wild millet of the Hong Wilderness, which has undergone countless thousands of years of precipitation, and the taste is infinite and has other wonderful uses...... He shook his head at Lin Yi, and said: "Such a rare thing, how can you enjoy it alone......

The old dragon wanted to drink wild corn wine with him, but Lin Yi disagreed. In addition to being intoxicating, what other wonderful use can this wine have? He asked curiously, "Please give me a ...... or two?"

The old dragon sighed, glanced at Lin Yi like a monster, and said: "You are a demon cultivator, not a deity, why are you so sour......?

Lin Yi hurriedly raised his hand to beg for mercy, grinning and said: "Man, you have to be as powerful as an old dragon, even if you sleep and snore, it will be earth-shattering......"

"You put ...... Nonsense!" Halfway through the old dragon's words, he was less arrogant than the past and a little more gentle, and changed his words and said: "I am cultivating, and it is the same principle as the original little white tiger sleeping. By the way, where did the little guy go......"

It's still a little one, who has become the lord of the demon realm. Lin Yi was reluctant to mention the tiger's head, pointed to the wine jar and asked, "What is the use of wild millet wine, can it still improve cultivation?"

The old dragon couldn't wait to pick up the wine jar, and after two sips of 'Gu Du Gu', he sighed for a long time, and praised it unsatisfactorily: "This wild corn wine is more mellow than the original taste! If you talk about its usefulness, it is more wonderful than simply improving your cultivation......

Lin Yi paid a little attention to it, and then gained insight again. The moment the person in front of him opened his mouth, the wine had turned into a cloud of mist, and then it merged into the body of the primordial god and disappeared.

The old dragon continued: "The wild corn wine of the ancient wilderness has three benefits: first, the wine is strong and fierce enough, and it is intoxicating ......."

Lin Yi shook his head. What's the benefit?

"Secondly, it can improve the cultivation of divine consciousness, and furthermore, it will be of great benefit to the condensation of divine power......"

Hearing this, Lin Yi was slightly stunned. He didn't have time to think about it, but he reached out and grabbed another jar of wine, and complained to the old dragon, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"Hmph! At that time, your cultivation was inferior, and it was useless to say it, and if you knew the benefits, you would still keep the wine until today......" The old dragon raised the wine jar and poured another big sip, and sighed pleasantly: "How many years have you not tasted wine, today seems to be back to the past......"

Lin Yi patted the mud seal of the wine jar, and the strong aroma of wine accompanied by the vicissitudes of ancient times came to his face, which made people's hearts flutter. He couldn't help but laugh, and the doubts he had had disappeared immediately.

In the Houtu Wonderland of Kyushu, Lin Yi's body inexplicably had a trace of weird qi. At first, he was ignorant, but later he realized that it was the power of the primordial power, a divine power that only the masters of the late Brahma period could cultivate. However, he was only a Yuan Infant's cultivation at that time, how could he have divine power in his body? He never knew what was going on with this, but now that he had the old dragon's words, he finally suddenly realized!

Chance did not fall from the sky, but a drunken journey that began on a trip to the Demon Mound!

In addition, with Mr. Ruoshui's "Forging Divine Jian", his own divine sense is extraordinary, but it is only a little weak in the later stage of Jindan, but with the help of Yesu wine, it continues to be strong......

Lin Yi picked up the wine jar, hesitated slightly, and then poured it down with his head held high. The wine was dripping, and a fire burned deep into the soul. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the wild jungle and bloody killing grounds, heard the low chanting and gentle nursery rhymes in the Heavenly Demon Valley, and saw the ancient wonders of the seven stars and the moon in the night sky......

After a while, Lin Yi 'grabbed' and put down the empty wine jar. His face was red, his wine was high, and his eyes were shining.

Seeing this, the old dragon was not to be outdone, and with a light slap of his hands, the jar he was holding suddenly stirred up a hop. Its big mouth is open, and the wine flies into its belly like a rainbow, and there is no drop left in the blink of an eye. He suddenly had a flutter of hair, and laughed loudly: "Lin boy, it's really fucking fun to drink with you......! So...... Haha! haha......"

Lin Yi's internal organs were burning, his whole body was hot, and he was a little dizzy in front of him, but he was not as drunk as he imagined.

Back then, in that valley of the Heavenly Demon Clan, it was Lu Ya, a disciple of Wen Baizi, who was sick with him, and both of them were terrified, where was they still interested in drinking......

Lin Yichang spat out a sip of wine and shook his head again. He secretly used Xuangong, only to feel that the strength of the wine was slowly receding. The strange qi in the body became more and more obvious, and it formed a cycle of its own and faintly occupied a tenths of the mana around the body.

Although he was slightly drunk, Lin Yi's heart was clear. His eyes were raised slightly, and he smiled at the radiant old dragon and asked, "When and where have you and I drunk wine? Where is the ancient flood wilderness? You might as well take advantage of the wine to talk about it, and wait for ...... time?"

The old dragon's smile froze, and he reached out and slapped the empty wine jar, making a 'hum, hum' sound. He blinked a pair of dragon's eyes that seemed to be unable to close, and after a long time, he muttered with a little loss: "I drank it in one sip, and there is still a fart of wine...... He looked at Lin Yi again, and pretended to say: "We have drunk wine in other places, have I mentioned it......?"

Lin Yi stood up abruptly and shook slightly. The old dragon still looked innocent, he pouted and flicked the sleeves of his robe and turned to leave. There was a lot of fun behind him, but there was a little more loneliness in the familiar laughter......