The battle ended, and it didn't take long for the sea of blood to return to calm. Aside from the fact that the masonry of the collapsed city wall has not yet been completely put in order, nothing has changed from this behemoth that has stood on earth for a hundred years. Only the various strange stories that circulated in that battle greatly lifted the spirits of all the members of the Blood Sea, especially the two top events of the Nine Heavens and the others' Absolute Shadow Great Array and the reappearance of the Wind and Cloud King, which made it difficult for them to suppress the excitement in their hearts.

Among them, the people in the discussion center of the residents of Blood Sea City are naturally Tang Ling and Cheng Yanjin, a pair of century-old best friends.

The Fengyun King and Lu Guogong, two legendary people who founded the Blood Sea a hundred years ago, have been hiding in the Blood Sea all along! Among them, the Wind and Cloud King joined the Blood Sea anonymously, established the Shadow Hall, and wiped out the Underworld and Qixia Castle in one fell swoop, so that the prestige of the Blood Sea reached its peak!

Hearing such news, how can the residents of the Blood Sea, who have been nurtured by the stories of the two legendary characters since childhood, remain calm?

And when this frenzy was rising, a lot of topics about the Wind and Cloud King gradually spread in the sea of blood. Many of the deeds are indeed true, but more of them are apocryphal allusions that come out of nowhere, and the twists and turns are so bizarre that even those who are familiar with Tang Ling can only shake their heads and smile bitterly after hearing them. However, although they have reservations about whether the plot is true or not, they have not corrected it. Even Li Changhe, the first disciple of the Fengyun King, didn't react much after hearing these so-called allusions, and his only comment was only a smile: "Master has vast magical powers, how many strange things have been encountered, how many swords and swords and shadows, how can we mortals imagine?"

Therefore, in these few days, all kinds of fabrications are still circulating, and all kinds of exclamations are also coming and going. And by chance, the messy "triangular relationship" between Tang Ling and Jiutian and Yanling spread more and more widely under the impetus of a good deed, and in the end, it caused a sea of blood to be full of meaning.

And when the entire sea of blood was boiling for Tang Ling's appearance, as the person concerned, he was hijacking his friends for many years to hide in a forbidden place in the sea of blood and drink freely.

Although this place is designated as a forbidden place by the sea of blood, to put it bluntly, it is an underground wine cellar dozens of acres wide, which is filled with hundreds of jars of wine, and if it is sold at ordinary prices, I am afraid that it is enough to feed and clothe the residents of a small town for a year. And the sea of blood has this area, in order to satisfy a certain ancestor for a certain hobby.

Cheng Yanjin was born with good wine, and when he was completed in Blood Sea City, he designed several similar wine cellars for him to store the world's fine wines, and the wine cellar they were in at this moment was the one he valued the most. At the end of his life, he had a whim, so that he would not have no alcohol to drink after meeting his old friend again one day in the future, so he ordered this place to be set as the highest forbidden place in the sea of blood. Those who dare to trespass, even the successor Lord of the Sea of Blood, will be severely punished.

At the end of the war, this place finally ushered in the unsealing of the place, and also ushered in the fate of being ransacked.

"This is the 'Heaven and Earth' that I brewed especially for you when I was alive, how is it?

Cheng Yanjin hugged a jar of old wine in his arms and asked Tang Ling as if showing off.

Hearing this name, Tang Ling was stunned for a moment, as if he was reminiscing: "Heaven and earth upside down, good wine, good name, dead fatty, I didn't expect your winemaking skills to be so superb." ”

"Of course. Cheng Biting Jin's face turned pale, "My wine is specially brewed for this moment." Didn't you say that as a creator saint, with your own skills, you will never get drunk? Today, the world is upside down, and you will feel the taste of drunkenness. ”

"I see. Tang Ling showed a sudden realization expression when he heard this, and then raised his hands, and another altar of heaven and earth was sucked in front of him.

When the mud of the wine jar is opened, the strong aroma of the wine is scattered, making people drunk when they touch it. But Tang Ling didn't hear about it, held up the wine jar with one hand, and let the mellow yellow wine pour down, and then poured down his throat into his abdomen. In a few moments, the huge jar of wine had bottomed out.

Tang Ling fiddled with the empty wine jar in his hand, and found that he actually had a rare feeling of dizziness.

"I did feel the smell of drunkenness. Savoring the feeling of drunkenness, Tang Ling spoke.

Cheng Yanjin suddenly glanced at Tang Ling, obviously still a little dissatisfied with the hindsight of this wine and meat friend: "Nonsense, do you think that ordinary mortal wine can be compared to the world that I have worked so hard to brew?" To tell you the truth, ordinary mortals will have to fall asleep for a long time as long as they smell the fragrance of this wine, and you will drink this big altar in one gulp, how can you not react at all?"

When Tang Ling heard it, he was inexplicably stunned.

Because of his profound cultivation, over the years, although Tang Ling occasionally had a drink, he could only taste the taste of the wine, and he had no chance to taste the feeling of drunkenness.

Cheng Yanjin had put down the wine jar in his hand at this time, staring at Tang Ling in the booze, the slightly uninhibited laughter gradually faded, and was replaced by a face full of emotion: "Stinky boy, you are finally a little mortal at this moment." ”

"Mortal?"

Hearing Cheng Yanjin's comment, Tang Ling's eyes were confused, and the wine jar in his hand was frozen: "Once upon a time, I have been trying to understand mortals, or I hope that I can become a mortal. Now, what torments me to the most are the seven emotions and six desires of mortals. ”

After finishing speaking, Tang Ling continued to drink unfinished, and after the second altar was turned upside down, he didn't know whether he was drunk or stupid, he paused for a while, and stood up a little staggeringly.

"Good wine. ”

With a heavy drink, several wine jars turned into fragments, but the wine in the jar did not spill on the ground because of this, but gathered on the top of his head with Tang Ling's thoughts. I saw Tang Ling tilt his head slightly, and the suspended wine actually flowed down, falling into his mouth, and then down his throat into his abdomen.

Looking at this situation, Cheng Yanjin did not make a sound of applause, let alone sarcasm, but just watched silently.

Because this scene is a bit similar.

Back then, on the same day, in the Fengyun Palace, he witnessed the marriage of Tang Ling and Yun'er.

The two balls of wine suspended in front of a couple of newcomers witnessed Tang Ling's thousands of years of enlightenment, but only gathered in one person's sincere infatuation.

"Drink together, drink together, this wine can show its significance. ”

Recalling Tang Ling's appearance at that time, and looking at the current time, things are not people, even though Cheng Biting Jin has become a ghost, there is still a little emotion in his heart that only mortals have.

The liquor was still frantically poured into Tang Ling's mouth, and there was no slowness, and the entire wine cellar only echoed with the sound of swallowing that would not stop at any time.