Nine Heavens Sword Sovereign

"Although this wine is not strong, it contains extremely strong spiritual power. You should drink it slowly and don't blow yourself up."

Yi Feng's wine glass reached his lips, and Zhan Tian's voice sounded in his mind.Hearing Zhantian's reminder, Yi Feng couldn't help moving the wine glass to his eyes, but neither his naked eyes nor his spiritual sense could see anything special about this glass of sake, and he couldn't feel what Zhantian wanted at all. Where is the strong spiritual power of words.

"What? Little friend, do you think there's something wrong?" The old man drank the wine in his glass, and seeing Yi Feng's suspicious expression, he asked.

"Drink, you can still enjoy a glass or two." Zhan Tian said to Yi Feng again.Yi Feng didn't hesitate, and with a flick of his neck, the drink went down.

There was nothing unusual in the wine when he first entered his stomach, but after a while, Yi Feng felt a majestic spiritual power in his stomach rushing towards his tendons.

Yi Feng quickly used his skills to suppress it, and his face also turned red.The spiritual power in the wine erupted so quickly that Yi Feng was a little unprepared. The Nascent Soul who was instructed immediately spit out strands of true energy to guide the thick spiritual power to circulate in the veins, and then it was absorbed by the Nascent Soul and slowly transformed went.

The whole process lasted less than ten seconds. When Yi Feng came back to his senses, he saw a slightly surprised look on the old man's face, and Yi Feng answered the old man's question just now: "Senior, this drink looks ordinary, but it contains It has a very huge spiritual power, which really makes the kid admire it."

In fact, the old man had already seen Yi Feng's weirdness, that's why he called him to stop for a while before. This first glass of wine was also to test the peculiarity of Yi Feng's ugly Nascent Soul, but he didn't expect that even if he was a master in the fusion period, he would drink it. A glass of wine would take several years of retreat to digest, yet Yi Feng suppressed it in such a short time.

After being dazed for a while, the old man poured another glass for Yi Feng, and said, "This wine is made by me with Yuan Lingcao and 81 kinds of spirit flowers. The moment when the spirit power suddenly erupts in the middle of the day, it will make the drinker feel comfortable all over, and it can be regarded as a good taste in wine, let's have another drink."

Yi Feng hastily declined, saying: "The boy's skill is shallow, one cup is barely digestible, if he drinks another cup, he might explode on the spot."

"What's the matter? Didn't my friend despise the old man's glass of thin wine?" The old man's expression froze, and he said slightly angrily.

Yi Feng was dumbfounded, he had no choice but to take the wine glass, and when the old man finished drinking, he also swallowed the second glass bravely.Fortunately, this time Yi Feng was well prepared. Before the drink entered his stomach, he used his true energy to wait. When the drink entered his stomach, when the spiritual force just broke out, the true energy began to circulate with the spiritual power , and was sucked into the mouth by Nascent Soul again.

The Nascent Soul, who had absorbed two huge strands of spiritual power, had a swollen belly, and the spiritual light all over his body was bursting, and there was even spiritual liquid overflowing from the corner of his mouth that could not be transformed in the future.

But when Yi Feng moved his eyes to the small table again, his wine glass was filled by the old man again, and Yi Feng felt afraid of wine and spiritual power for the first time.

"Little friend, it is fate that you and I can meet here, and this third cup must be finished no matter what." The old man said relentlessly.

"Senior, I believe you can also see that it's hard for the junior to drink two cups, but the third cup is too much for the senior. If the senior wants to take the life of the junior, it's better to do it directly. Why waste you?" What about this fine wine?" Yi Feng really didn't intend to drink any more, so he could only resolutely refuse.

The old man drank the wine in his glass leisurely, and said lightly: "Old man, I have a strange problem. I have to drink at least three cups with whomever I want to fall in love with. Otherwise... Humph! I can only toast or change it into a fine wine." Yes, but the penalty is three drinks."

Yi Feng had already drank two cups, if he was fined three more, the consequences would be predictable.Feeling that Yuanying's current state is not too bad, Yi Feng remembered the situation when the old man hit the magic dragon with a bamboo pole just now, without the old man saying anything else, he just poured the wine into his stomach.

To Yi Feng's surprise, Nascent Soul didn't spit out the true energy again to draw the bursting spiritual power in the abdomen, but spit out a stream of spiritual liquid.