The unrestricted fighting lasted for a day and a night, and in the evening, the villagers of Fengxue Village lit huge bonfires around the arena, set up several grills, and started a carnival. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

During this period, Gu Yan was infected by the fanatical atmosphere, and couldn't help but get out of the field, and those orcs saw that he was following the brute, thinking that he was also a guy with extraordinary combat power, so they sent one of the best players in the village to fight him.

Jiu Yan, who did not cultivate, faced the martial arts cultivation in the late stage of Qi training, and the result can be imagined.

However, the orc didn't take advantage of him, he didn't use spiritual power the whole time, he used pure physical strength to fight him in close combat, except for a little more skill, it looked no different from the first few battles.

Drinking the beast wine brewed by the villagers themselves, the strong liquor stained the wound at the corner of his mouth, which made Jiu Yan couldn't help but shiver, but he quickly adjusted, holding a jar of wine and clinking bowls with the orcs around him.

Jiu Yan, an outsider, is so arrogant, they are naturally not to be outdone, and then there is a scene of Jiu Yan drinking alone against a group of people.

The carnival that was supposed to last until the second half of the night ended early because of the unstable factor of dovetail.

Looking at the drunken orcs all over the ground, and then looking at Jiu Yan who was stumbling when he walked, Wei Ling was a little speechless, why did he feel that after this guy left the Jiuxing tribe, his temperament had changed a little, although it was not big, but his whole image was different from before.

"See, these guys, hiccup, drinking... Can't drink me!"

When drunk like this, he didn't forget to show off his achievements, and Jiu Yan is also a capable person.

"Hey, hey, kid, hiccup!"

Gu Yan held the wine jar with one hand and hooked up with Buck's shoulder with the other, "I see that you are a little familiar, do you want to have a bowl with me?"

He said this, but before Buck could open his mouth, he pushed the jar to his lips, as if to force it on him.

Buck, who had been silent, reached out and clasped the mouth of the wine jar, pinched Gu Yan's mouth and poured it into his mouth, and before half the jar of wine was poured, he forcibly broke free of Buck's hand, lay down not far away and began to vomit.

Almost vomiting the wine in his stomach, Jiuyan staggered and tried to stand up, but before his waist could straighten up, he fell to the ground and snored.

"It's really bad. ”

He even gave him the wine he had drunk, and looked down on him.

The palm of his hand exerted a slight force, and a jar of wine that had just been opened was taken from not far away, and he drank a small half jar of wine while holding the wine jar, this bit of wine for him, even if he didn't use spiritual power to resolve the strength of the wine, it would not make him drunk.

He has been hungry for this wine for a long time, but Wei Ling has been talking to him about the skills and knowledge of drawing talismans, and he is not good at listening while drinking.

Now that Wei Ling has started to practice, he can finally drink.

A jar of wine in his hands is like an ordinary person drinking a glass of water, and he can drink it in a few sips, but it doesn't matter, there is still a lot of wine left on the field, and it's okay to drink it open.

Sitting by the campfire, Buck drank the beast's wine alone, his glimmering eyes lingering on the figure, but that didn't mean he was now distracted.

Perhaps it was the stimulation of alcohol, his perception became extremely acute, and the slightest movement in the entire vicinity of the martial arts arena could be captured by him.

The feeling is very mysterious, as if his consciousness merges into the grass and trees, the wind, and sees this world from another perspective.

No longer limited to the narrow perspective, explore everything in all directions.

Buck didn't know that the moment he entered this state, Wei Ling, who was in cultivation, looked at his position with feeling.

At this time, Buck's eyes no longer emitted a little light from before, as if there was a fire in his pupils, shining brightly in the dark night, and even the scorching bonfire could not hide the light.

"The barrier is broken. ”

After smiling indifferently, Wei Ling returned to her composure, knowing that Buck would wake up soon.

In fact, just as Wei Ling had expected, Buck closed her eyes shortly after she resumed her practice, and when she opened them again, there was no more conspicuous light.

Buck hadn't fully come to his senses, and he looked at the jar of wine in his hand in a daze and took a few breaths before coming back to his senses.

What was the situation just now?

That feeling is amazing, Buck has a hunch, if he can maintain that state all the time, his combat power will definitely increase by a notch, and it can even be said to be a earth-shaking change.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't reproduce his previous state, which made him regret that even the wine became tasteless.

Unbeknownst to Buck, his state just now was called a barrier breaker by the cultivators.

When a cultivator enters the Tao and perceives heaven and earth, in the process, he will subtly enhance his soul and form the so-called spiritual consciousness and divine consciousness.

However, at the beginning, the spiritual consciousness can only nourish the soul and enhance the perception, and it cannot be released to the body and intuitively explore the world.

The reason why this is so is because of that obstacle, formless, insubstantial, ethereal and as if it existed in substance.

Wei Ling broke through the barrier with his cultivation to the foundation building period, but I don't know if the orcs are relatively weak in spiritual sense, and Buck didn't break through the obstacle smoothly.

Perhaps it was because of today's experience that his thoughts were clear, and the influence of the environment would break down the barriers in one fell swoop.

As for why he couldn't release his spiritual sense for the second time, this is also a very simple question.

Although that barrier will hinder the cultivator's exploration of the heavens and the earth, it is also a part of the cultivator, and after breaking through, it will cause some damage to himself, and it will take a little time to recuperate.

This night, everything was extremely quiet, and the beasts and birds that usually roared all night were quietly dormant.

The heat from the huge campfire expelled the cold of the snowfield, and the slight night breeze added a bit of comfort, and Buck drank alone, enjoying the silence of the night, and looking at the shadow from time to time, how nice it would be if every day was like this.

Raising his hand to dispel the unrealistic fantasies in his mind, Buck couldn't help but laugh, it was fortunate that duckweed like him had taken root somewhere, and if he didn't have to fight one day, he wouldn't be able to adapt to it.

The wine jar, the bonfire, the night passed like this.

It wasn't the drunken orcs who woke up first, but the Wind Maniac who had been knocked unconscious by Buck earlier.

A moment of astonishment appeared on Buck's face when he saw him sitting on an empty jar of wine, but he quickly regained his composure, raised his hand and grabbed a jar of beast wine and came to Buck.

The two touched the wine jar very tacitly, and raised their heads to drink the wine in the jar.

By the time the other orcs woke up, Buck and Windmania had dozens of more jars around them, most of which had just been moved out of the cellar.

Later, the guys laughed bitterly when they talked about it, and the two of them drank half a year's worth of the village's drink.