The drunk man was wearing crumpled clothes, wearing a gray cloth ripped hat, flushed, and drunk.

Gu Songzi glanced at the drunk man, and said, "Old drunkard, haven't you been around for a long time, and you haven't shot it, and deliberately watched the husband's joke?"

"Don't you claim that no grass grows within ten miles? I just want to see if your methods have become more powerful over the years. Unfortunately, it is a great disappointment."

The wine lunatic touched his beard and laughed relentlessly. At the same time, he snorted and the wine tasted stronger.

"The old man's most powerful method is to use poison, but he is not afraid of poison. What can he do?" Gu Songzi's eyes were all staring out of his eyes, thinking that the wine lunatic was just picking things.

If it weren't for the black figure, ancient pine nuts had already used poison, and the wine lunatic was brought down first.

Just as the two old guys quarreled, the black figure fled into the forest like an arrow off the string. Obviously, he was aware that the cultivation of the drunk man was extremely profound, and he was not able to overcome it.

Can only escape.

"Leave me."

The wine lunatic put down the jug, and his whole body changed. Suddenly, the whole wood was shaking slightly, and the leaves kept falling.

In the forest, the remnants left over from the Middle Ages were all activated, forming a beam of light, heading straight towards the sky.

"Well."

The wine lunatic was just a figure, and had already chased behind the black figure, pressing one palm down. This move is not to kill him, but to capture him alive.

"Ding Ding."

A wind chime flew out, spun rapidly, and became bigger and bigger. It touched the palm of the drunk man, and it burst open.

"Boom."

After the wind chimes exploded, a tremendous destructive force emerged, and a large forest was destroyed and turned into scorched earth, and even the remnants were torn apart.

Fortunately, the man who shot was a drunk man. If he changed to another saint, he would die.

"On your strength, the old man can't catch you?"

The wine lunatic was so angry that he felt embarrassed. With his cultivation, he would miss his hand, so he shot it again and captured it.

The black figures kept hitting wind chimes one after another, bursting open, blocking the wine lunatic.

Unfortunately, the gap is too big. Any resistance is futile. The wine maniac broke ten wind chimes in a row, and finally suppressed the black figure under the palm print.

The black figure's hands supported a large tens of feet long handprint hanging above his head, his legs continued to bend, and he knelt in the forest with a snoring noise.

"Say? What is the origin of the so-called dead race? What secrets are hidden in the depths of Xianji Mountain?" The wine lunatic's expression was very serious, and a cold air was in his eyes.

"Well."

The black figure just laughed and said nothing.

The wine lunatic said: "The old man once swears that he will never kill another life. However, you are too deadly to look like a living being? Believe it or not, today, the old man beat your soul away?

"Kill if you want to kill, why is there so much nonsense." The black figure had no fear.

Suddenly, a violent cold wind blew from the forest, blowing a towering ancient tree uprooted, boulders, dirt, and leaves all flying in the air, as if the earth were to be rolled up.

The sky was dim and the temperature in the air plummeted.

In the heavens and the earth, various weird sounds sounded, some like crying children, some like mourning wailing, some like the sound of killing on the battlefield ...

Zhang Ruochen's heart moved, thinking of the phalanx that escaped from the bottom of Taoist Temple, his face suddenly changed, reminded the wine lunatic: "Be careful, there is a peerless murderer coming near ..."

There was a somber laughter in the black silhouette's mouth.

I saw a large black shadow bursting out of the forest, endlessly like a Yin army rushing out of the underworld.

The evil spirit of death carried on them is much stronger than the evil spirit of death on the black figure, so that the wine lunatics also felt danger, and quickly retracted their palms and quickly reversed backwards.

"what?"

Each step of the wine lunatic is a distance of several miles, not wanting to be touched by the black shadow.

However, those black shadows did not intend to let him go, the speed of chasing became faster, and they wanted to devour the wine lunatic.

"Three leaves and nine flowers."

The wine lunatic took out a jade three-leaf flower, held it in the palm of his hand, and mobilized the Holy Spirit into it. Immediately, the three leaves and nine life flowers emerged with nine circles of blue holy light, rushing out, nine layers, like a wave of water.

The black shadow that was chasing after it had just come into contact with the cyan holy light, it was screaming, and they broke down and turned into a plume of black smoke.

The light from Sanye Jiusheng Flower is quite bright, and the form of the Holy Spirit is very strong. Even if you stand thousands of miles away, you will feel dazzling.

A deep voice came from the depths of Xianji Mountain, shaking the mountains.

Hearing that voice, the remaining black shadow caught the black figure kneeling on the ground, turned into a black hurricane, and rushed into the depths of Xianji Mountain.

The lead cloud in the sky also dissipated.

The wine lunatic didn't chase him up, looking at the depths of Xianji Mountain with his eyes, revealing Shen Ning's expression. Just now, the sharp voice was so terrible that his Holy Spirit almost broke away from his body, as if to warn him.

"What kind of existence is it?" The lunatic said to himself.

"In the depths of Xianji Mountain, there is a rather terrible big secret that we cannot provoke. However, the power of some people in the Middle Ages left taboos to prevent them from coming out of Xianji Mountain. Fear of them, "said Gu Songzi.

The wine lunatic asked: "You have spent hundreds of years in Xianjishan, and you must know a lot of things, and tell me quickly." "Why tell you? Who do you think you are? Of course, if you can make three leaves nine Give me the raw flowers, and I can still tell you something. "Gu Songzi smiled grimly.

The wine lunatic glared with a moustache and said, "The old man brought the three leaves and nine flowers out of the yin and yang sea after a lifetime of nine deaths. Do you want it? Are you dreaming?"

"Even if you do n’t give it, who is rare? However, Xianjishan does not welcome you. You better leave immediately, or the old man can only use some means to drive you away."

Gu Songzi said coldly, not like he was joking.

Subsequently, Gu Songzi carried his hands and walked towards the forest. When he came to Zhang Ruochen, he lost a sentence, "If you want to continue the three pulses, just follow up."

Qing Mo lifted Zhang Ruochen up, blinked at the lunatic, and followed.

The wine lunatic stunned slightly and shouted at the back of the ancient pine nut: "Dreary, what do you mean? If it wasn't for the old man's shot, you have already been killed. Would you like to cross the river and dismantle the bridge so quickly?"

Zhang Ruochen, who was behind Gu Songzi, flashed a strange look in his eyes.

Why does the wine lunatic call the ancient pine nut "dead old man", isn't the ancient pine nut his real name?

As a Dan Taoist sage, he must be a great figure in the world.

Zhang Ruochen carefully analyzed and pondered, with a stunned expression on his face, and said secretly in his heart, "Isn't the ancient pine nut the same poisonous priest as the demon master Ku that was then?"

Eight hundred years ago, Zhang Ruochen had heard the name of the boy Ku, half a generation higher than him.

When Zhang Ruochen was sixteen years old, Ku Gongzi was in his thirties at that time, and he was already famous all over the world, known as the first Dan Da Wizards in the world.

Eight hundred years later, Zhang Ruochen flipped through a lot of books about those people. Among them, when he looked at the chapter of the battle between the Emperor and the Chi Yao heroine, he accidentally saw the records about Ku Gongzi.

It is recorded in the classics that five hundred years ago, Duke Ku was called the "Master of Poisonous Taoism" and became an elder of the demon religion.

After the battle between the imperial court and the demon religion, the master of the demon religion was almost dead and wounded, and there is no record of the dry boy. Zhang Ruochen only thought that he had died in that war.

Originally, Zhang Ruochen had some doubts that the wine lunatic was once a demon cult. When he heard that he called the ancient pine nuts "dead old man", he naturally thought of him.

"An ancient pine nut, a dead son, wouldn't it really be the same person? If the ancient pine nut was a demon elder, why not stay in the demon altar but retreat to the immortal mountain of immortality? Is he hiding, or is he hiding from something? ? "

Zhang Ruochen's heart was full of doubts, and he suddenly discovered that Gu Songzi was also a very storyteller.

Ancient pine nuts brought Zhang Ruochen and Qing Mo to a forest of white mist and confusion. The trees in the forest were huge. Some of the ancient trees did not grow for many years and stood on the ground like a mountain peak.

Some weeds among the weeds among the trees are broken. It can be seen that it used to be very glorious, probably the old site of the Immortal Sect. Before 100,000 years ago, there were probably tens of thousands of disciples practicing here, Alchemy and enlightenment of the Cause, unfortunately it has become extremely desolate, and even the stone steps once covered with moss.

Zhang Ruochen whispered to Qing Mo: "Be careful, follow the steps of the ancient pine nuts, don't step on the wrong side. There are many ancient remnants here, a little careless, saying that you may not encounter great danger."

Gu Songzi took Zhang Ruochen and Qing Mo to the lower part of a spiritual mountain.

"Wow."

On the cliff of Lingshan, there is a Lingquan flowing out, and at the foot of the mountain, it converges into a blue lakeside, emitting hazy smoke.

The lake is full of precious elixir, some are herbs, some are colorful medicinal flowers, and there are magic fruits that exude charming charm.

The scenery here is beautiful, the aura is rich, the peace and quiet, compared with other places in Xianji Mountain, it is almost like a fairy house sacred place.

"This place was once the largest cultivation spiritual land of the Outer Gate of Xianji Sect. Even now, the underground spirit gathering is still operating." Gu Songzi said.

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Gu Songzi glanced into the distance and snorted coldly: "The old drunkard didn't leave Xianji Mountain, and hurriedly rushed over here, really when the old man couldn't clean him?"

The ancient pine nut released its mental power, turned into dozens of light shuttles, flew into the forest, and hit the ground.

"Booming."

The ancient remnants in the forest were all activated and turned into operation. They blocked the area, and no creature wanted to break into it.

Zhang Ruochen raised his eyelids and said, "Seniors and wine lunatics don't seem to have big hatred. Why can't you sit down and talk about it if you want to keep him out?"

Gu Songzi did not have a good face for Zhang Ruochen, and said, "Who told you that there is no great hatred? If you want to heal, you should not ask so many questions that should not be asked."

Obviously, Gu Songzi did not want to continue talking about this issue, and said, "Now, you take out the Chiba sage and put it into the Spirit Lake."

(End of this chapter)