Ten days passed, and tens of thousands of jars of first-grade and second-grade spiritual wine were consumed by the two of them.
In another ten days, there were nearly a thousand jars of third-grade and fourth-grade spiritual wine, but only empty jars were left.
In the last ten days, Ning Fan and Yuntian Jue each had a hundred jars of five-grade spiritual wine, and they drank together without speaking.
For a whole month, the two of them didn't say a word to each other, and the atmosphere was really weird.
Ning Fan secretly thought that he had drunk so much spiritual wine, but it seemed that he still did not satisfy the other party. It seems that this so-called test is not easy to pass.
One month has passed, and it has been a month since Bei Xiaoman woke up.
But I don’t know whether Bei Xiaoman, who has experienced rain and dew for the first time, will be worried when he wakes up and can’t see himself...
While drinking the fifth-grade spiritual wine, he fired a sound-transmitting flying sword in the direction of Penglai, as if to reassure Bei Xiaoman.
With just such a distraction, the alcohol immediately made his mind wander. Ning Fan's eyes heated up and he showed a hint of drunkenness.
After drinking so much spiritual wine, the reason why I am not drunk is because I stick to my original intention and remain calm.
If your heart is broken, everyone will get drunk if you are not drunk with wine.
With a sharp look in his eyes and a solemn expression in his heart, Ning Fan dissipated his drunkenness and secretly thought that it was very dangerous.
I almost got really drunk.
Yuntian Jue, who was sitting across from him, put down the wine jar and looked at Ning Fan with displeased eyes.
"Your mind is confused. Is that sound-transmitting flying sword taught to women? We, the sword cultivators, should be careful to attach our hearts to the sword and not to the body. If the heart is not pure and the Tao is not strong, it will be difficult to achieve the sword. "
"So what if the way of swordsmanship is impossible? If the way of swordsmanship reaches the end and only one person and one sword are left, what joy will there be?"
Ning Fan shook his head slightly, focusing on the sword may be the way of the sword of this senior, but it is not his way of swordsmanship.
My own swordsmanship is not obsessed with the sword, but just wants to use the three-foot green edge to protect the safety and joy of my beloved, and to achieve success or failure. He doesn't care.
"One person and one sword, what's the point of having fun... You're right. I'm looking for someone."
Yuntian Jue frowned, pressed his palms against the wine jar, and seemed to be being talked about the central issue by Ning Fan, who also showed his drunkenness.
This scene. Falling in Ning Fan's eyes, he was secretly surprised.
I originally thought that this senior was just a swordsman who was obsessed with swords, but now it seems that this is not the case.
This person's sword intention is very strong. Even in terms of sword intention alone, Ning Fan has never seen anyone with a stronger sword intention than this person.
Even if it is the Sword Emperor's secret sword, it is in front of this person. All dim.
This person is not a monk from the Sword Realm, but is he stronger than the God Emperor of the Sword Realm?
There is no mistake, this sword is a ruthless sword and does not allow a trace of emotion to be mixed with it. This person must also be a cold-blooded and ruthless person.
But this man's suddenly drunk expression clearly showed the depth of his heart. There is a sincere existence.
Ning Fan's eyes narrowed. There were only a handful of people in Suixu in the Rain World. This person was a master of swordsmanship and his identity was self-evident...
The sword god in white, Yuntian Jue!
"Senior, are you looking for someone too? I'm looking for someone too." Ning Fan's eyes narrowed. The conversation changed, and he remembered the divination of Patriarch Dongxu.
If you want to find your mother's whereabouts, you need to find Yun Tianjue!
Having heard that Yuntian Jue was cruel and cold-blooded, Ning Fan had concerns and did not rush to find this person.
Now that this person has arrived at his door, he can make some insinuations to see if he can find out more about Ning Qian's whereabouts.
"Are you looking for someone too? Seeing how lonely you are, I guess the person you are looking for hasn't been found yet?" Yun Tian never liked to talk, but in front of Ning Fan, he was no longer taciturn.
"Yes, I'm looking for a woman, her name is... Ning Qian!"
Ning Fan said the name and carefully observed Yun Tianjue's expression.
When this woman's name fell upon Yun Tianjue's ears, his expression went blank for a moment, and then he became confused.
"Ning Qian?"
"Senior knows her!" Ning Fan was secretly happy. If he could find his mother so easily, with his strength and status, he could easily let her live a peaceful life.
"No, I don't know him... I just think the name sounds familiar..." Yun Tianjue shook his head, feeling annoyed in his heart, but he didn't know why.
"Familiar?" Ning Fan's eyes were cold and he had a questioning tone. This ambiguous answer made him very dissatisfied.
Sounds familiar, does that mean we know each other?
But looking at Yun Tianjue's expression, he clearly didn't remember who Ning Qian was, as if he had never seen her before.
In Yun Ruowei's dream, Yun Ruowei, Ning Qian, and Yun Tianjue appeared together in Lanruo Temple.
They should have seen it before...
Could it be that Yun Tianjue's friendship with Ning Qian was too shallow and he hadn't seen her since that day, so he didn't remember Ning Qian?
"Are you dissatisfied with my words?!" Yun Tianjue's eyes suddenly turned cold. With his personality, if others dared to speak coldly to him, he would have already killed them with a sword.
Ning Fan, a mere god, dared to question him indifferently. However, although Yuntian Jue was displeased, he was vaguely unwilling to kill Ning Fan.
"With your intelligence, you should have guessed my identity. I advise you not to anger me!"
Yun Tianjue said indifferently.
"How dare you!"
Ning Fan calmed down. If it weren't for the whereabouts of Ning Qian, if it weren't for respecting the old order, he would never want to drink in the same boat with this moody old monster Suixu.
The two were silent again, and after a few days, all five grades of spiritual wine were drunk.
Yuntian decided to drink all the spiritual wine, and then fell silent. His left hand was broken, and now he was holding the wine jar with his illusory left hand, in a daze.
"Senior, can you pass my test?"
Ning Fan stood up and clasped his fists. He had drank all the spiritual wine and was not drunk. He didn't know if he passed the test.
"This is not a test..."
Yun Tianjue disappeared and turned into its original appearance. The illusory left arm disappeared and turned into a long-sleeved hollow again.
The long hair is messy, the eyes are vicissitudes of life, and the sword behind him is full of sword energy.
"Isn't it a test?" Ning Fan frowned. If it wasn't a test, spending a month drinking here would be a complete waste of time!
How much time does he have? No, very few.
Although drinking so much spiritual wine increased his mana by as much as a thousand armors, the speed of improvement was too slow for Ning Fan.
"Farewell. If senior decides to test me, come find me again."
Ning Fan fluttered his sleeves and was about to leave.
Yun Tianjue's eyes were astonished, and he found that the junior god-transformer in front of him was not afraid of him.
The sword god in white clothes becomes a demon with his sword.
With a sword in hand, hundreds of nations move.
Even the Rain Emperor would feel a little uncomfortable when he saw Yun Tianjue. Ning Fan dared to be dissatisfied with him and give him a cold voice. He was really an interesting boy.
"You don't like drinking on the same boat with me?"
"I'm afraid of death." Ning Fan glanced sideways at Yun Tianjue. This person can even kill his fourth brother, and he is moody. Since there is no way to find out Ning Qian's whereabouts, it is only dangerous to get along with this person.
"I won't kill you, but occasionally I want to find someone to drink with. This wine. How do you like it?"
Yun Tianjue stood up suddenly, his face was as cold as ice, and there was no trace of happiness or anger.
He took out a dark red wine gourd, which was as clear as crystal, and it could be seen that it contained blood-red wine pulp.
That gourd emitted the vast pressure of a magic weapon, and it was clearly an ordinary and imaginary treasure. And it’s still… middle-grade mortal!
As for the wine pulp in the gourd, a hint of wine aroma came out, which made Ning Fan feel refreshed and his eyes were filled with joy.
Just a hint of smell. His mana increased by as much as 1 armor... What kind of wine is this!
"Although it is not a test for you to drink with me, I, Yuntian Jue, will not take up one month of your time in vain. There is still half a bottle of wine left. You can drink three sips, but if you drink more, you will die."
"Three mouthfuls!"
Ning Fan's eyes became intense. The energy of this wine syrup was almost as strong as that of the light crystal.
A hint of smell can increase mana by 1 armor.
It is very possible to increase the mana of thousands of armors with a sip of wine.
With three sips of wine, Ning Fan can increase his mana by at least twenty thousand!
If you can get 20,000 armor mana for nothing. It's not a loss if he stays with Yuntianjue for a month.
"Senior, what you said is true!" Ning Fan still couldn't believe it. It was rumored that the cold and bloodthirsty Yun Tianjue would give him a chance.
"I don't like nonsense." Yun Tian never said a word, standing on the bow of the boat with one hand behind his back, but looking at the sunrise on the seaside, his expression was neither happy nor sad.
"Thank you, senior, for your generous gift!"
Ning Fan was not polite, and his feelings about Yun Tianjue couldn't help but change.
This person is withdrawn, taciturn, and moody, but he has a clear sense of grudges and grudges when doing things.
This kind of person, even if he is a little indifferent, will not kill his brothers for no reason.
Maybe this person killed the fourth prince of Yudian and had an inside story.
Unplugging the stopper of the gourd, the wine slurry rushed out, and Ning Fan was almost drunk, which clearly shows how powerful the wine was.
Compared with this wine, the fifth-grade spiritual wine is just dregs, and the ordinary virtual spirit wine may not be comparable.
This is the wine of immortality!
Gudong——
Ning Fan picked up the gourd and took a swig of wine. Immediately, an extremely spicy feeling almost paralyzed his mouthpiece.
He had never tasted such a spicy wine in his life. The wine was extremely fragrant when smelling, but it felt very fishy in the mouth.
A sip of wine entered his stomach, and it immediately turned into a stream of heat, immersed in his Dantian, making his whole body scorching hot.
A sip of wine contains at least 8 mana!
The huge power of the wine spread throughout his body, Ning Fan's complexion turned red, his robes puffed up without the wind, and his skin turned purple.
"Such a powerful drink! No wonder Senior Yun only allowed me to drink three sips, claiming that I would die if I drank too much. I originally thought he was threatening me not to take a fourth sip. But now it seems that this wine is clearly too strong. My physical body will never be able to withstand the power of the fourth sip of wine!"
"This is me, so I can only drink the third sip. If I practice half-step practice, I can only drink two sips at most."
Ning Fan's eyes darkened, and he secretly thought that Senior Yun had such vicious eyesight that he could see all his strengths at a glance.
Without thinking any more, Ning Fan picked up the red gourd and drank two more sips. The three sips were almost taken at the same time.
After drinking, Ning Fan returned the gourd to the table, but immediately meditated to refine the magic power in his body!
Three sips to drink together!
Yun Tianjue did not turn around, but his sword eyebrows moved slightly, with a faint hint of approval in his eyes.
"This gourd is called a blood gourd. Although it is a middle-grade mortal, it has a wonderful function. It can refine demon blood and human blood into wine. What you just drank is the blood essence of the God Emperor of the Sword Realm. I I only thought you could drink three sips, but I didn’t expect you could drink continuously. You’re good!”
hiss!
Yun Tianjue's tone was extremely calm, as if he was talking about an insignificant thing.
But when Ning Fan heard this, he immediately gasped and secretly thought that Senior Yun was so ruthless.
Taking the blood of the God-Emperor of the Sword Realm to brew blood wine... this is really crazy!
No wonder this wine can increase so much mana... This is not wine, this is clearly the essence and blood of God Emperor Shattering the Void!
Ten days later, Ning Fan refined the power of blood wine, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and stood up suddenly. His magic power was already 338 armor.
Such a powerful improvement in mana is due to the generous gift of Yun Tianjue.
Ning Fan cupped his fists and saluted, his eyes fell on the blood gourd, and he really wanted to drink all the wine.
However, this wine was brewed from the blood of Emperor Shaoxu after all, and the evil aura was too strong. The magic power could be refined, but the evil power in the blood could only be worn away through countless life-and-death battles.
Although this wine is good, it is not advisable to drink too much, otherwise the evil spirit will backfire and Ning Fan will become obsessed with it, and the gain will not be worth the loss.
"Thank you, senior, for your generous gift. I will say goodbye, junior."
Ning Fan took a deep look at Yun Tianjue and wanted to leave.
Before leaving again, Yun Tianjue suddenly said coldly,
"There's no need to leave in a hurry. I'll give you a test now."
"What test?" Ning Fan asked seriously.
"Jue Long Valley! Take blood!"
Yun Tianjue didn't explain too much, and suddenly the sword energy around him was shocking.
The sword boat under his feet then turned into a thousand-foot giant sword, and the light of the sword pierced the sky.
The giant sword soared into the sky, carrying Ning Fan and Yuntianjue, heading westward, traveling millions of miles as fast as it escaped.
This kind of escape speed is so fast that Ning Fan can't see it. Compared with this speed, his early stage escape speed is not worth mentioning at all.
Riding this sword, one can travel billions of miles in one day.
Three days later, Yuntian Jue withdrew his sword light and took Ning Fan out of the Endless Sea into a snow country.
The wind and snow cover the sky here, and the spiritual energy is so dense that even the Great Jin Dynasty cannot compare with it.
This is not an intermediate-level cultivation country, or even an upper-level cultivation country... This is a virtual-level cultivation country!
The territory of a country is billions of miles wide!
"Where is this place?" Ning Fan asked again.
"Snow country, the place where blood is taken."
Yun Tianjue did not explain. When he appeared, the Snow Country was shocked. Countless Nascent Souls and God Transformation cultivators rose into the air, and even three old monsters of Void Refining blocked them.
"The Rain Emperor has an order! It takes ten years for the cultivator of Shattering Void to enter the Jueling Dragon Valley. Please, Lord Sword God, please don't embarrass us..."
"roll!"
A domineering and fierce aura spread out from Yun Tianjue.
The momentum was like a sharp sword. With a shock, thousands of Nascent Souls and Transformation Gods were seriously injured and flew back. Even the three old monsters of Void Refining could not withstand the momentum of Yun Tianjue.
"Sword God, calm down! I don't dare to stop you anymore!"
Everyone was shocked.
Today's Yun Tianjue simply refuses to reason with anyone. Anyone who blocks him will die!
Even with the Rain Emperor's order, no one dared to use chicken feathers as command arrows.
Ren Yuntianjue leads people into the snow country, and no one dares to stop him!
He, Yun Tianjue, is so domineering, who does he need to reason with?
With the sleeves rolled up and the sword light rising, Yun Tianjue led Ning Fan away and disappeared into the wind and snow.
He doesn't need to reason with anyone.
His sword is truth!
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