Chapter 103 Burning Cloud Wine

Yang Zhiyun shook his head and was still a piece of paste. He had to give up and said to the drunken Taoist with a smile, "You are serious, Taoist priest, but my skills are low this time. I can't say that I can get the flowers on the other side, but I will do my best to help you."

The drunken man said in a panic, "Yes, yes, yes! You may not be able to survive in Youzhou now. Why don't I let you go with you this time?"

Zhuo Fan said urgently, "Uncle! Your heart demon is born again! I'm here to help the general guard this place!"

The drunken Taoist looked gloomy. He pinched a magic seal in his hand, spit out a long breath of turbidity, and said miserably, "Ten years of hard work have turned into floating clouds, and the weight of the heart demon is far beyond my imagination." But he immediately remembered something and said excitedly to Yang Zhiyun, "That's right! Storm little brother, you will drink this fire cloud wine!"

Yang Zhiyun quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no, no, Taoist priest, you forgot that I can't stand fire poison."

The drunken Taoist handed the wine gourd to Yang Zhiyun and said, "I'll help you detoxify!" As long as you can absorb the medicinal properties of burning clouds and absolutely improve a lot of cultivation, the trip to Youzhou will be much safer at that time!"

Zhuo Bofan was shocked and quickly stopped him and said, "Uncle, you have to make achievements for others even if you are like this. This is simply crazy! Have you been confused by the demon?"

The drunken Taoist roared angrily, "Do you let me watch your master's wife sleep for so many years, and now there is a glimmer of hope but ask me to give up!"

Zhuo Bofan's breath stagnated. Drunken Taoist is an elder in the sect, but he is easy-going, easy to talk, and has a good temper, so their three generations of disciples have a good relationship with this uncle. Zhuo Bofan is also one of them. Usually, he doesn't want to talk as heavy as other uncles and uncles. When he is with drunken Taoists, he is big. The family is very casual, but I didn't expect to be so angry with him today. Zhuo Fan wanted to say something, but was stopped by General Ding Yong. Ding Yong said in a low voice, "Taoist priest, just do as you say." He turned his head and said to Yang Zhiyun, "Son of a bastard, thank you, Taoist priest!"

Yang Zhiyun is not stupid. Of course, he knew that this was a great good thing. He quickly bent down and thanked him and thanked him, "I thank the drunken Taoist for the wine!" Now even the disciples of the surrounding sect showed envious eyes. This burning cloud is not produced by Yijian Tingyu Pavilion, but the land of Nanbarians. The Fire God Religion is made by mixing some poisonous snakes with the fire attributes of the Nanbarians according to its own secret method. If ordinary people get a mouthful of fire poison, they will die immediately, but the merit People with strong strength will not only be fine if they drink it, but also increase their cultivation. It is one of the most famous wines in the wilderness. These people are not good enough to drink, but if they find someone to transport their skills for you, others will lose at least 10 years of cultivation. No one is willing to do so easily, so they can't taste the taste of burning clouds until now.

Yang Zhiyun took over the wine gourd and said, "Do you want to drink it directly?"

The drunken Taoist still sat cross-legged on the ground and smiled, "Of course not. You just sit in front of me, cross your knees, and then drink it."

Yang Zhiyun sat on the ground according to the instructions of the drunken Taoist and was about to drink the fire cloud. The drunken Taoist suddenly handed him a fruit, which was crystal blue, as if it were made of glass. Drunk people said, "This is the ice crystal fruit. You eat it, so that it will not be poisoned immediately than fire poison, so that I can help you with your luck."

Yang Zhiyun took the ice crystal fruit and took it cold. He slipped and threw it into his mouth in an instant. Suddenly, a chill came out of his heart. Yang Zhiyun couldn't help shivering and was about to say "It's so cold". The drunken Taoist shouted, "Drink the fire cloud!" Yang Zhiyun resisted the cold feeling and poured a few fire cloud wine into his mouth. The taste was average, and the intensity was not as strong as a knife. Yang Zhiyun also wondered why this did not match the name. However, immediately Yang Zhiyun felt a blazing fire burning in his abdomen. Yang Zhiyun shouted in pain and was about to jump up. General Ding Yong and Zhuo Fan pressed Yang Zhiyun, and then the drunken Taoist put their hands together and patted Yang Zhiyun on his chest, and a continuous internal force was injected into Yang Zhiyun's body.

Yang Zhiyun was in great pain. If the previous ice was complaining, Yang Zhiyun sincerely took back what he had just said at this time. How could he drink wine? This is simply swallowing the burning fire oil into the stomach! Zhuo Bufan shouted strangely, covered himself and pressed Yang Zhiyun's hand and jumped away. When everyone was surprised, a mass of white smoke suddenly appeared on the top of Yang Zhiyun's head like a fire. The white smoke was not like the kind of angry wisps in martial arts movies, but a blockbuster, no! Now the white smoke has become a pillar of smoke that keeps rising! The heat wave came, and everyone took a step back one after another. Although General Ling Yong's cultivation was insufficient, he was born with a fire spirit. I have to say that this kind of person is really God's favorite.

Look at Zhuo's extraordinary hand again. It was red and swollen. There were blisters in some places, and it was actually scalded by this hot steam! You should know that these hands are not as strong as gold and iron, but also a hard and stubborn stone. Ordinary swords can't be hurt, and short contact actually want to be outstanding and extraordinary burns. This burning cloud is too horrible!

Yang Zhiyun only felt that he was about to be dried by the fire, but the ice crystal fruit he had just eaten played a great role. At this time, Yang Zhiyun's mouth was constantly aroused. A trace of coldness was always around his heart, weak, but tenaciously fighting against the fire cloud, and Yang Zhiyun had been burned, the whole A person's semi-coma is exactly the same as the previous use of Fuxi's wheel!

The true qi of the drunken Taoist wandered in Yang Zhiyun's body, suppressing the fire poison raging everywhere. Suddenly, the drunken Taoist felt that there was a strange breath hiding in Yang Zhiyun's body in a hidden place. Under curiosity, he urged the true qi to walk towards this strange qi. This strange qi was actually very smart, as if he had spiritual knowledge. Or someone manipulated it and actually dodged. The drunken Taoist became more and more curious. What is this strange qi? While controlling the true qi to suppress the fire poison in Yang Zhiyun's body, he separated three distracted minds to control the true qi and chase the strange qi.

But this strange gas action was very fast, and it disappeared in a flash. The drunken Taoist looked carefully and suddenly found that there was another black gas hidden in Yang Zhiyun's heart. This black gas was very calm and there was no fluctuation, but it was obviously different from the strange atmosphere just now. It should be It's not the same thing. If it hadn't been for the strange air that brought him here and disappeared, maybe the drunken Taoist could not find the black gas hidden here.

The drunken Taoist carefully observed the black gas, which was in the shape of a ball. The outside was calm and waveless, but the inside kept rolling. It gave the feeling that a transparent hard shell trapped the unidentified creature inside that wanted to break free. The drunken Taoist couldn't help touching the black gas with his consciousness and wanted to wipe the secret in it.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill!"

Suddenly, the seven big characters hit the divine consciousness of the drunken Taoist like a destructive force! The drunken Taoist was immediately shot out of Yang Zhiyun's body. Ang Tian spit out three feet of red blood. Zhuo Fan and Ding Yong were shocked. This time, the drunken Taoist was different from the black poisonous blood spit out before. This time it was obviously caused by some kind of injury.

Zhuo Fan was shocked and said, "Uncle! Are you all right?"

Although the drunken Taoist received the wound, his expression was extremely excited. He wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and said, "It's okay! Don't worry about me!" After saying that, he stretched out his hands and crossed the true qi into Yang Zhiyun's body. There were already some eyebrows in the hearts of the drunken Taoist people. This black gas must be some kind of idea left by the demon god, and this child may be the reincarnation of some ancient god and demon! Although the drunken Taoist was tricked, he was very excited in his heart. He was sober but fanatical. This is to find the origin of this black gas, but it is more from the magic of the devil itself, which is a crazy function!

The drunken Taoist continued to control the true qi to protect Yang Zhiyun's fire poison, while using the true qi to the place where it had just been repelled. At this time, the black gas was still unchanged in that place. It could not be seen that the destructive energy just now was emitted by it. The drunken Taoist changed his mind and became more and more suspicious of the strangeness just now. The gas deliberately led him here! Deliberately let him test the black gas! As a result, he was injured. The drunken man couldn't provoke the black gas and decided to go around and continue to look for the strange strange gas.

Zhenqi did not find the strange gas around Yang Zhiyun's body for a week. The drunken Taoist frowned slightly, and all that was left was the head, and the head was the most complex part of the human head. Even the practitioners did not dare to easily exercise his brain, while the drunken Taoist rushed into Yang Zhiyun's brain in one fell swoop!

This is not that the drunken Taoist treats Yang Zhiyun as an experimental mouse, but now he can't control his curiosity. The attack of black gas on him just now has enchanted him! Although he knew this, he couldn't help rushing into Yang Zhiyun's brain to see what was going on. This was born of the heart demon! What is a heart demon? The heart demon is that a person clearly knows that he is wrong but has no hesitation. What is the purpose? Everyone has a heart demon! Yang Zhiyun's heart demon is Huang Yiyun. For her to do anything for herself, Zhang Jingfen's heart demon is a drug. Although she knows that it is harmful to her, she can't help touching it. Now detoxification is to get rid of the heart demon. At this time, the curiosity of the drunken Taoist is the heart demon! Once the heart demon is born, even if it is destroyed in the future, it will leave permanent scars in the heart. This is necessary, but right and wrong can only be judged by yourself!

True qi rushed into Yang Zhiyun's brain. As soon as he entered the drunken Taoist, he saw the thing that just emitted strange gas in the middle of Yang Zhiyun's eyebrows! This is a continuous squirming gray **, and the drunken Taoist doesn't know what it is. This time he is not careless and drives the fire poison in Yang Zhiyun's body to rush to this gray **!