"Ding! Choose as follows"
"Choice one, Huozao, a rare species in a small thousand world, the ancestral star of the Fire Spirit Clan, contains very pure fire spirit and fire law fragments, worth 1,000 Taoist luck points."
"Choice 2, Fire Kirin. In a certain world, an atavistic fire Kirin was transformed from vomiting blood. It contains twice as much fire aura and fire law fragments as fire jujube. It is also purer and is worth 3,500 Taoist luck points."
"Choice Three, Destiny Ice Ginseng, cultivated for two thousand years by a race that calls itself the 'Food Immortal' in a small thousand world. Contains extremely pure ice-cold aura and ice law fragments, worth 2,500 Taoist luck points."
"Choice four, Jiuyou Xuezhi, grew up in a certain small world, Jiuyou Underworld. The ice-cold aura and ice law fragments it contains are weaker than the Destiny Ice Ginseng. It is worth 1,000 Taoist luck points."
Why did the price rise so much all of a sudden?
Even though he was prepared, Cao Yi was still surprised.
After weighing it for a while, he said: "Huozhao, Jiuyouxuezhi."
"The host has made a choice"
"One fire date will deduct 1,000 Taoist luck values"
"One plant of Jiuyou Xuezhi will deduct 1,000 Taoist luck points."
The void shook, and a portal-sized gap opened. Inside, there were rapid whirlpools and strong winds howling.
A powerful suction force was generated out of thin air and penetrated deeply. Soon, a large star with abundant fire energy was vaguely visible. Continuing deeper, passing through countless thousands of miles, we reached the ground. Deep in a valley of fire, there stood a dozen flaming jujube trees, covered with fist-sized vermilion jujubes.
The suction force suddenly increased, and one of them was swept away, and it quickly retreated towards the crack.
"Roar"
An angry cry came from the Fire Valley, and it was obvious that the fire spirit guarding Huozao was alarmed.
With a bang, the crack closed and everything disappeared.
A red jujube the size of a fist, like a flame, floated in front of Cao Yi.
"Is this Huozao?"
Cao Yi looked at it for a few times and reached out to grab it. Unexpectedly, as soon as he made contact, a hot force came from the surface of the jujube.
Cao Yi immediately stopped his hand and looked at the hot and red fingertips with an expression of surprise. With his current physical body, he was actually injured by Hu Zao, which showed that the fire aura and law fragments contained in it were of a high level.
"receive"
Cao Yi thought and the fire dates entered the purple, gold and red gourd.
The void shook again, and a gap opened. In the whirlpool, a cold underworld world was faintly visible. All kinds of scary ghosts and ghosts are scary.
On a thousand-meter-high cliff, there grows a black, mysterious and noble Xuezhi.
The suction force increased and Jiuyou Xuezhi was swept away.
"Leave"
A thunderous shout came from the void.
At the same time, a green ghost claw chased after him with terrifying power.
The moment the crack closed, the ghost claw was cut off and fell to the ground. A powerful ghostly aura containing coldness and resentment came over.
boom! Cao Yi's eyebrows glowed, blocking the invasion of this ghostly energy.
Whoosh, the soul treasure tree flew out from between the eyebrows, sucked the green ghost claws, and then retreated.
"Sooner or later something big will happen"
Cao Yi's tense face relaxed and he whispered.
The Jiuyou Xuezhi floating not far away seemed to be unable to escape from the underworld, and began to leak icy aura to the outside world.
"receive"
Cao Yi thought about it and put it into the purple, gold and red gourd.
"The gourd will be used exclusively for making wine in the future."
Cao Yi shook the gourd and returned to the shrine in a flash. He sat down cross-legged and followed the method of making ice and fire wine recorded in "Jiu Ning". Some source stones will be put in to improve the purity of the spiritual energy.
Three days passed in a flash.
In the last few months of the mythical world, Cao Yi, who had already practiced a little bit of the Sun Scripture and the Taiyin Scripture, tried to refine the Sun's Holy Power and the Taiyin's Holy Power. Even though it was just a wisp, it took nearly ten days. .
This day was not a good day, it was extremely gloomy, and there were tiny raindrops floating in the air, falling to the ground bit by bit.
A faint and strange fragrance of wine continued to float out from the Taoist temple, one mile, two miles, three miles, until the entire West Lake.
"smell good"
“There is such a beautiful wine in the world!”
…
On the West Lake, tourists were talking among many cruise ships and boats.
In the middle of the lake, lying on a small boat, was a man wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat covering his head. It looks out of place with the passing cruise ships and boats.
Suddenly, the bamboo hat flew into the sky with a sharp sound of breaking wind.
The tourists all looked over when they heard the movement, and their hats disappeared in a flash. The tourists looked back and saw that there was no one on the boat.
"Where have you gone?"
Someone made a sound in surprise.
…
Yuxu Temple, in the divine hall.
Cao Yi, with a slightly tired look on his face, opened his eyes, raised his hand to suck the purple-gold-red gourd, and took a sip. The two completely opposite powers of extreme yin and extreme yang contained in the wine made him enter immediately. A state close to rage.
Quickly circulate the Sun Sutra and Taiyin Sutra for refining. After a while, he opened his eyes and exhaled the smell of alcohol, with a happy face on his face.
Although the brewing of this ice and fire wine was not very successful, the effect was very powerful. With just this bite, his cultivation improved by at least ten percent, which was unimaginable before.
At this time, a clear voice came from outside:
"I come with my sword and ride on the wind to ward off demons. There is wine and joy in the world. Without wine, I would be crazy."
I can drink up all the rivers in one drink, swallow up the sun and moon again with another drink, I can't get drunk from a thousand cups, but I am the wine-swordsman. "
These poems are poems by the Jiujianxian!
finally come.
Cao Yi stood up and arrived at the steps at the entrance of the Taoist temple.
There is no Jiujianxian in sight.
Suddenly, the corner of Cao Yi's mouth curled up slightly.
Whoosh, a long sword shot from far away with a dazzling ray of light from the slant, and fell to the ground. The dust on the ground was flying, and nineteen three-meter-high flowers exploded from the West Lake not far away. spray.
Then, a person slowly fell, lying on his back and landed on the hilt of the sword. The posture is very handsome and free and easy.
Cao Yi glanced at the visitor casually. He was about forty years old, with a face that had experienced the vicissitudes of time. He was dressed as a Taoist priest and had a wine gourd tied around his waist.
It is the Jiujianxian.
"ah"
Jiujianxian yawned and stretched lazily, but did not come down.
Cao Yi shook his head and turned back to the Taoist temple.
Jiujianxian thought that Cao Yi would come to ask, and was about to speak, but he didn't expect Cao Yi to go back directly.
For a moment, I didn't know what to say.
"Whenever you Taoist friends outside get tired, come in and rest."
Cao Yi's voice came from the Taoist temple.
The Jiujianxian was used to being bohemian, and the trace of embarrassment was instantly forgotten. He turned over and got off the hilt of the sword. With a thought, the long sword returned to the scabbard on his back, and he walked into the Taoist temple with a calm expression.
Beside the stone table, Cao Yi poured tea with a calm expression.
"Fellow Taoist, I feel so comfortable!"
The Jiujianxian flashed to the opposite side of the stone table.
Cao Yi picked up a cup and placed it in front of the Jiujianxian, and said with a smile: "Xiaoguan has never made any offerings, and the tea is simple. Please wait."
"I'm the one who caused the disturbance."
Jiujianxian picked up the cup, took a sip and put it down, but stopped talking.
"What is the purpose of your visit, fellow Taoist?"
Cao Yi pretended not to know.
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