Let's say that Ling Yun saw that the situation was critical, and he was frightened, and he was more and more anxious.

In a panic, he ran to a ridge as narrow as a single-plank bridge.

On both sides of the ridge, clouds and mist roll and the mountain wind roars.

Ling Yun was bent on running for his life, not noticing the danger under his feet.

The golden bear led the tiger and the python to chase to the entrance of the ridge, roaring like thunder, and the anger was extremely corrupt, but he had to stop. A tiger and a python had to chase after them, but they were stopped by the golden bear.

The golden bear's glittering eyes revealed great scruples and confusion.

Ling Yun ran to the stone pavilion at the top of the ridge in one breath before he stopped and looked back.

Seeing the golden bear and the tiger and the python stopping at the entrance, the roar sounded, but he didn't dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool.

Although Ling Yun was puzzled, he didn't think much about it. Momentarily relieved, he collapsed to the ground.

Ling Yun was sweating profusely and gasping for breath. Suddenly, a mountain breeze blew, and Ling Yun couldn't help but shiver a few times in a row, and immediately had a stuffy nose and dizziness.

Ling Yun was still wheezing, and he already felt bad, afraid that it was a cold. If it's not good, your life is not guaranteed.

Realizing this, Ling Yun hurriedly looked for a way down the mountain.

But I found that this stone pavilion was built on a cliff, and there was no road in front of it, and it was an abyss.

Seeing that there was no way out, Ling Yun became more and more dizzy, and hurriedly looked for a place to stay. Otherwise, after passing out, I am afraid that I will be eaten by wolves, insects, tigers and leopards.

Ling Yun saw at a glance the 10,000-year-old welcome pine beside the pavilion, like a canopy. He decided to climb up very quickly. The tree was so big, and the thick stems were like paths, winding and winding to the middle of nowhere.

Ling Yun followed a thick tree pole to the center of the tree, and lay down in the branch, which was as wide as a bed.

Ling Yun smacked his thirsty mouth, hoping to squeeze out some saliva to relieve his thirst, but he heard his tongue rustle. It's like a dry sand desert.

Ling Yun sighed unconsciously, realizing that even if he was not caught and eaten by the golden bear, he was afraid that he would die of thirst here.

Ling Yun felt a pang of horror in his heart. I was about to close my eyes and take a break, but the moment I closed my eyes, I found something.

This thing is like a pine tower, but it is much larger than an ordinary pine tower, and it hangs upside down, hanging just a foot above Ling Yun's head.

Like a lotus pod hanging upside down, it exudes a slight red light and a bitter fragrance.

Ling Yun lifted his spirits, took out a slingshot from his arms, took out an iron bullet, and aimed it at the center. Ling Yun's slingshot kung fu was not inferior to his divine style. 100 shots, and extraordinary skills.

With a bang, the marbles were like a golden stone. The pine tower, which hung upside down like a lotus canopy, was unscathed.

With a snap, it bounced back and hit Ling Yun's nose, causing a nosebleed to gush immediately.

Ling Yun hurriedly covered his nose with his hand, hoping to block the blood that spurted out, but to no avail. Helpless, Ling Yun had no choice but to swallow the blood pouring into his mouth.

The hot blood made Ling Yun, who was drowsy and thirsty, feel refreshed. But he became more and more frightened. If the blood can't be stopped, I'm afraid that my thirst will be quenched, and my life will be gone.

A wave of resentment rushed to Ling Yun's heart. He let go of the hand covering his nose, picked up the slingshot, felt out a bullet, shot the blood-stained bullet hard, and roared: "I die, and I won't let you live!"

With a pop, the blood-stained bullet shot into the depths of the lotus canopy, and a stream of blue water flowed down the bullet hole and onto Ling Yun's face.

Ling Yun didn't think much about it, opened his mouth wide, caught this stream of clear water, and swallowed it heavily.

This clear water is sour in the mouth and hot in the stomach. Not only did it not quench Ling Yun's thirst, but it ignited a raging fire in his belly. The burning Ling Yun's eyes darkened and he fainted.

When Ling Yun woke up, he smelled the tempting aroma of wine, and he was thirsty and crazy, chasing after the aroma of wine, completely forgetting that there was an abyss under him.

The monks, Taoist priests and Confucian scholars in the pavilion used the stone table as a chessboard, so they moved their wine jugs and wine glasses to the railing on the side of the pavilion, which happened to be on the edge of the pine tree.

Ling Yun took the monk's pink skull wine, drank it in one gulp, took a sip of fire, and hurriedly put it down. Without thinking, he took the Taoist priest's Yin Yang Tai Chi wine again, and drank it in one gulp, but it was two lines, piercing straight into the abdomen, one extremely cold and the other extremely hot. Still can't quench Ling Yun's thirst.

Ling Yun picked up the Confucian wine again and drank it in one sip, like drinking nectar. However, as soon as this nectar entered the stomach and joined the two wines, it exploded like cold water poured into a pot of boiling oil.

"Ah......h

"Hmm......" The three monks and Taoists woke up from the chess game and the battle, and they were a little overwhelmed for a while.

The so-called concern is chaos. Although these three have reached the realm of earth immortals, once they start to play chess, it will be the sky falling. Therefore, Ling Yun secretly drank their wine.

The Three Earth Saints suddenly woke up and understood what was happening. The monk and the Taoist priest floated out of the pavilion and plunged into the abyss. Confucius floated to the welcoming pine.

Although the monk and Taoist priest fell, as fast as a meteorite, they were still one step too late. After landing, he only found an unfathomable round hole in the ground, but Ling Yun was nowhere to be found.

Then, Confucian Sheng fell and said with a wry smile: "Two, although the pine mother is here, it can be shot through underneath, and the almost mature 10,000-year-old pine breast milk is not a drop." ”

The holy faces of the three places looked at each other.

"Amitabha!"

After a while, the monk groaned with a sad face and muttered: "Everything is determined by heaven, and manpower is really difficult to violate." I waited for the three of us to fight for a hundred years, and we will be the pine mother for this 10,000 years. Unexpectedly, he was actually taken by this ordinary man and layman, and he also took the immortal wine of the poor monk and the two virtuous brothers. It's really a trick to make people. ”

"Alas, if he had only drunk one kind of wine or only drank the immature Ten Thousand Years Pine breast milk, he might have a way to return to heaven. It's a pity ......," the Taoist priest sighed and said half a sentence.

"Hopeless?" asked Confucius, looking at the monk.

"Knowingly ask!" The monk glared at Confucius, and muttered in frustration: "Mature 10,000-year-old pine breast milk is naturally of great benefit, and it can be cut and reborn. However, the immature Wannian pine breast milk is a hundred times more poisonous than the poison! Once defeated, people will be turned into gold and stone, and they will not be transformed into eternal stones. Even the mature 10,000-year-old pine breast milk must be restrained by strong skill and refined bit by bit. Now, such a little doll drinks it as water, and there is no physiology. It's a pity, it's a pity......"

"Also, the immortal wine we are waiting for is also brewed by the spirits of heaven and earth, and drinking it in moderation can improve your strength. An overdose is more poisonous than poison! Now, he will drink the amount I have been waiting for for several years at once, unless Da Luo Jinxian can restrain it. The terrible thing is that he is mixed and drunk, even if it is Da Luo Jin Xian, I am afraid it is difficult to restrain it. He's a mortal, I'm afraid he won't be able to take care of it anymore! It's a pity ......"

In that case, there is no need to alarm him. I hope that in his next life, he will be able to find the master, the Taoist brother and the next one, but you and me. As Confucius spoke, his feet exerted slightly, the earth moved slightly, and the cave where Ling Yun was buried was gone.