After a glass of wine, Li Yong suddenly became fluttery, and the words in his mouth increased.

"Brother Fan, you're too much of an outsider! Who is with whom of our brothers, do you still need to say words?"

Nie Fan poured another glass of wine, handed it to Li Yong, and said, "It's different, it's different." Brother, this is really a reluctant invitation!"

In his tone, there was a hint of melancholy.

After Li Yong drank half a cup, he saw that Nie Fan only poured wine for himself, so he said with some dissatisfaction: "Brother Fan, don't patronize and pour it for me, pour yourself a glass, let's go one!"

Nie Fan was persuaded, so he had to pour himself half a glass of wine, and then touched a glass with Li Yong, watching the latter raise his head in the glass, and he took a sip slowly.

In a short time, the pot of wine was at the bottom. Most of them went into Li Yong's stomach, and Nie Fan only drank a small half cup.

"Brother, my brother really can't stand you!"

The wine was also drunk, and Nie Fan saw Li Yong, who was already a little drunk, a little ashamed, and he didn't know if it was true or not.

"Yes... What can't you do?" Li Yong said with his tongue wide open, a little confused.

"Of course I'm sorry, he lied to you!"

A low male voice came from behind him, causing Li Yong to wake up most of the time in an instant. This voice was the last thing he wanted to hear.

Zhang Yuanhao walked to Li Yong's side with a light smile and waved his hand at Nie Fan, who understood and arched his hand and left with his sword.

"It's not a good feeling to be betrayed by someone you trust, isn't it?"

Zhang Yuanhao sat in the position that Nie Fan had just done, playing with the empty wine bottle, and asked with a smile.

Li Yong's face sank, and his chest continued to rise and fall. After a while, he said, "Yin Wentao's thing was done by you, right?"

Zhang Yuanhao stared at Li Yong's eyes and said, "After all, if you make a mistake, you have to pay the price, don't you?"

Li Yong was stared at by Zhang Yuanhao, as if he was on pins and needles, he gritted his teeth and asked, "What are you going to do to me?"

Zhang Yuanhao shook his head with a smile and said, "You are not like Yin Wentao, you have a good master, and he doesn't, so he died." ”

Li Yong suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that Zhang Yuanhao would not kill him.

Zhang Yuanhao still stared directly at Li Yong's eyes and said, "I need you to help me do something, and after it is done, I will let you go." ”

Li Yong thought for a moment and asked, "Since you can't kill me, why are you sure that I will help you?"

"Haha!"

Zhang Yuanhao shook his head with a smile and said, "Do you know why I didn't personally arrest you, but asked Deacon Nie to make an appointment with you?"

Hearing Nie Fan, a trace of resentment flashed in Li Yong's eyes, and he quickly calmed down, took a breath, and asked, "Why?"

"Do you feel any different after drinking so much?"

Zhang Yuanhao looked away and looked at the empty wine jug on the stone table, most of the wine in it went into Li Yong's mouth.

"You!"

Li Yong seemed to understand something, his eyes widened, he looked at Zhang Yuanhao, and asked word by word, "What did you do to me?"

Zhang Yuanhao smiled: "It's just a little bit of material added to the wine." ”

As he spoke, he stood up. With his back to Li Yong, he paced slowly and asked, "Does Ling Cao know?"

Lingcao!

These three words were like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and they bombarded Li Yong's head fiercely.

"You... You're ......"

Li Yong stood up tremblingly, his hand trembling and pointing at Zhang Yuanhao, almost stumbling under his feet, and he was a little soft.

"Hehe, you're too worried. This is not the true meaning of the Ling Grass, otherwise how could Nie Fan drink this wine. Zhang Yuanhao turned around and said.

"That's... What is it?"

From experiencing despair to grasping hope, Li Yong is like a drowning man grasping the only life-saving straw and casting his pleading gaze on Zhang Yuanhao.

"There is no solution under the spirit grass knot, and it will gradually destroy the spiritual root of the monk until it becomes a mortal without a spiritual root, and there is no possibility of making an inch in this life. If you take it with three-star leaves, you can suspend this process, and it will take about half a year before you become a mortal. But in this process, as long as you take the detoxification pill or let the master of the foundation building realm take action, you can expel the poison of the soul from the body. Zhang Yuanhao said unhurriedly, watching Li Yong's eyes get brighter and brighter, and the words changed again.

"But I've added something to it, it's impossible to rule out the detoxification pill, if there is a strong person in the realm of fake pill to use the pill qi to detoxify you, there is a glimmer of hope. It depends on whether your master can invite a strong person in the Fake Dan realm for you. ”

The tone became a little ridiculous, Zhang Yuanhao glanced at Li Yong, who lowered his head, and continued: "As long as you help me ask Ouyang Shuo out of the mountain gate, I will help you remove this poison." ”

After thinking about it, Zhang Yuanhao added: "The sooner things are completed, the faster your poison will be lifted." ”

After a pause, Zhang Yuanhao threw out the Huoyuan Sword, and was about to return to the peak of the sword, when he caught a glimpse of the storage bag on Li Yong's body hanging brightly, and directly went over with a gravitational technique: "I will confiscate your stolen goods." ”

After that, Zhang Yuanhao didn't give Li Yong a chance to refute, turned into a red ray, and disappeared into the sky.

......

Some people are happy, and some people are sad. There are those who are happy and sad, and there are also those who are not extremely Tailai.

Ouyang Shuo felt that he really could be regarded as whether Jitai was here. Although his father is an Elder of the Lingguang Sect, he has six sons under his knees, and he is just the most ordinary and mediocre one. He only had a low-grade fire spirit root, and it was still relying on the elixir given by his father that he barely managed to reach the realm of the fifth layer of qi cultivation.

But because his father was an elder, he had an extraordinary position in the sect, and many of his disciples also groveled to him. But he was not convinced!

He is not convinced that his qualifications are naturally weaker than his brothers, compared to Ouyang Shuo, Ouyang Yan's youngest son Ouyang Ba can be regarded as a genius, only less than twenty, he has the cultivation of the late stage of Qi training, even the old head thinks that Ouyang Ba is a Zhongxing person of the Lingguang Sect, guessing that he is likely to enter the False Dan realm one day and become the pillar of the Lingguang Sect.

But, that was Ouyang Ba, not him Ouyang Shuo.

"Now that I refine the Yuan Root and turn into a dragon, all of you will be trampled under my feet. I'm going to build a foundation, Yudan!"

In a cave mansion in Black Flame Peak, Ouyang Shuo sat cross-legged, and the aura on his body continued to swim, looking extremely violent. The pain was so intense that he screamed.

"Hahaha!"

With a rampant laughter, Ouyang Shuo stood up, at this moment, his realm had just broken through, and his spiritual power in his body seemed extremely disordered, but it was obvious that he already had the cultivation of the sixth layer of Qi cultivation.

Taking out the spirit bead in the storage bag, Ouyang Shuo cut his palm and held the bead, with a strong expectation in his eyes.

A crimson glow leaked out, and immediately, a clear fiery red vein appeared in the transparent bead.

"Medium grade...... Spiritual Root!"

Ouyang Shuo looked at the glittering bead in his hand in a daze, and muttered in his mouth, and then, an endless ecstasy surged into his heart.