Liu Yiwen and the others were stunned when they heard this, and they didn't know what the old man was talking about.

With that, the phantom seemed to poke into the air casually, and suddenly a purple jade gourd appeared in his hand. He didn't explain, and said calmly: "Come with me!" Du Feng hurriedly followed.

Liu Yiwen stayed on the spot, he couldn't figure out the meaning of this old man, and hesitated for a while. The phantom paused, then turned back to him and said, "Liu Xiaoyou, you can come too! I'm afraid I'll need your help in a while." ”

Liu Yiwen was very surprised, but he didn't dare to ask more. He said yes, and walked a few steps quickly to walk side by side with Du Feng.

After a while, they came to a stop at the wall to the right of the stone chamber, and the phantom looked at the bare stone wall in silence. Liu Yiwen was curious: there didn't seem anything unusual here, and he didn't feel any mana fluctuations.

The Phantom pinched a strange spell in his hand, and recited a spell in his mouth, and a cloud of spiritual light appeared in front of him. Then, the phantom grabbed it with two fingers and pressed it slowly against the stone wall. Suddenly, a dazzling white light lit up on the stone wall, and a light door slowly took shape at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the eyes of the two were full of horror!

Liu Yiwen smiled bitterly in his heart, it seems that his little bit of Taoism can't penetrate this old supernatural power.

The phantom led the way into the light gate, and Du and Liu hurriedly followed.

As soon as I entered it, more than a hundred steps ahead, a tall pavilion appeared.

This building is about more than ten zhang high, there are five floors in total, there are eaves at the four corners, and the system is old. There is a gold lacquer plaque on the pavilion on the first floor, on which there are two big characters written in ancient seals - wine road. Liu Yiwen frowned slightly, not understanding what the phantom meant by bringing them to the pavilion.

According to what he thought, this senior had a purple gourd in his hand, and the space inside was a thousand times that of the red gourd, what else could not be put down?

The phantom stood twenty paces away in front of the pavilion, as if admiring the calligraphy on the plaque.

After a while, he sighed leisurely: "This pavilion was designed by me to test future generations. Thinking that the juniors who come here will have Jindan or above cultivation no matter how bad they are, how do you know that people are not as good as heaven. What I didn't think was a problem has become the biggest obstacle right now. ”

Du Feng's face was red, and he didn't dare to speak, while Liu Yiwen was thinking about the meaning of this old man's words. Just now, the phantom mentioned that he needed his help, presumably because of the ban in front of him.

Liu Yiwen looked up and down the attic, just wanting to see what the prohibition was. Suddenly, the phantom took out two bronze pots from the purple gourd. Then he calmly said to them, "Drink this wine first." ”

Before Liu Yiwen could understand the purpose of this move, a copper kettle flew towards him. Big Eyes squeaked excitedly, but didn't reach out for it. After Du Feng took it, he put the spout in his mouth and drank it.

After Liu Yiwen hesitated slightly, he also tasted it first, and a strong fragrance mixed with abundant spiritual power hit his face.

Liu Yiwen gasped!

Although he had been prepared in his heart, the spiritual power contained in this spiritual wine far exceeded his expectations, better than any wine he had ever seen before. made his brows jump, where is this spirit wine, it is clearly a pot of elixir.

The wine was sweet in his mouth, but when it fell into his stomach, it burned like a flame in his stomach, and the meridians of his whole body were hot.

Du Feng had already sat down cross-legged and meditated. Liu Yiwen dared to hesitate, sat on the ground and carried out the Neidan technique, thinking: This senior did things unexpectedly and was difficult to guess. At this moment, let the two of them cultivate, it's really a temporary cramming!

Liu Yiwen couldn't laugh or cry a little, but his body was already boiling, and the majestic energy was stirring in the meridians, how could he be allowed to think more?

Although the spirit wine is mild, it is also divided into realms, and this wine is obviously not for condensate realm monks to drink, which feels not much different from taking a large pile of pills.

Sure enough, the old voice muttered, "With your current state, it is impossible to open the prohibition of this attic. This wine is called Baicao Spirit Wine, which is a rare thing used to improve mana in the Jindan Realm. If it is used on you now, although it is suspected of pulling out the seedlings to help you grow, it will not hinder your future cultivation. ”

Liu Yiwen suddenly felt in his heart that he always wanted to forcibly help them break through the current realm. But I was even more shocked in my heart, this is incredible!

A pot of wine breaks through a realm?

A pot of wine is worth more than ten years of penance? Isn't that too easy to cultivate?

Liu Yiwen was still skeptical at this time, if he didn't know the origin of this position, he was afraid that he would scoff at it.

In fact, how did he know that the phantom was even more depressed in his heart, this Baicao Spirit Wine was not easy to brew, and he was originally going to increase the mana of the Jindan juniors who came here.

Baicao Spirit Wine, just from the name of the wine, we know that the number of spirit herbs used is very expensive, although there are not as many as 100 kinds, but there are also 70 or 80 kinds, and its preciousness has far exceeded the elixir of the Jindan period.

But today, the decline of the family and the lack of soul power have left him with no choice but to do his best and obey the fate of heaven.

The two of them were concentrating on their efforts, while the phantom looked at the attic in a daze. Big eyes spun around a few times in front of Liu Yiwen and squeaked twice. The phantom looked sideways, his face was slightly relaxed, and he beckoned: "Come here, this is not something that can end in a moment, you come to me!"

Big-eyed, not knowing whether he had drunk the old wine or had nothing to do, jumped over, and scratched his head and ears around the phantom.

Liu Yiwen found through his inner vision that the spiritual power in the jade pool was frantically filling, dozens of times faster than the speed of ordinary cultivation!

On the other side, Du Feng is not much stronger than him, and he also looks hardworking.

The phantom was a little uneasy at first, and watched from time to time, and after a few times, it froze. Big Eye didn't know when he was holding a wine jug and feasting on it, as if there was nothing to make it move except for spirit wine.

The mysterious space in the belly of the mountain fell silent again.

......

I don't know how long it took, there was not much spiritual wine left in Liu Yi's style, and under the continuous absorption of spiritual power, the jade pool could no longer hold more. The feeling of confinement of the bottleneck made him unspeakably uncomfortable.

The spiritual power was still impacting, and the jade pool also began to have the stinging and sour feeling of ant devouring. The green tendons on his forehead flare up, and his body trembles slightly.

The phantom seemed to notice his abnormality, looked sideways, and muttered softly, "It was this little guy who started to break through first." ”