Long Live! My Immortal Cultivation Technique Can Speak!

What does it mean to fight and kill?

Why don't you have a drink and get drunk today?

Ye Duantian also had a look of apology when he heard the words, and said, "This is Ye Mou's fault, Ye Mou punishes himself for a cup!"

Ye Duantian drank a cup first, then clinked with the drunk Taoist, and drank the wine in the cup.

"Hahaha!"

"That's right!"

"Two or three good friends, raising a glass to invite the moon is a joy in the world. What are you fighting for?"

Lin Xuan also laughed and drank the wine in the glass.

"What a toast to the moon!"

"Dry!"

The drunk Taoist heard the words, his eyes lit up, and he only felt that this time the wine was much more enjoyable than before.

In this way, the two out-of-body who almost got into a fight became brothers.

"Senior Drunk Daoist, you said that you were making wine before, but you want to condense the essence of the buried moon to make wine?"

Lin Xuan laughed.

"Ok!"

The drunk Taoist said with a smile: "Just like this Sun and Moon Brew, it is brewed with sword intent and the essence of the sun and the moon. The old Tao thought that the essence of the buried moon should be fine, so he rented the buried moon slope."

"Neihe Laodao has never been able to enter through the door."

When it comes to brewing, the drunken Taoist has a bitter look on his face.

"Wine wine?"

"The junior knows two masters of this way, and they are the masters of Riyue Brewing and Baihua Brewing."

"Burying Moon Essence Brewing is the same as Sun Moon Brewing."

"If the seniors don't dislike them, I will introduce them to you in the future."

Lin Xuan laughed.

"Very good!"

"So good!"

The drunk Taoist heard the words, his eyes brightened, and the more he looked at Lin Xuan, the more pleasing to the eye.

"Lin Xuan, I was wrong before, so don't take it to heart."

"This burial of the moon, only when the moon rises can it show its full power."

"You can watch it for a while!"

The drunk man laughed. . . .

"Thank you!"

Lin Xuan smiled and had another drink with the drunken Taoist.

"It's nothing!"

"Back then, the old Taoist was overseas in the Great Wilderness, and he used a sword move for a pot of good wine!"

"For my generation of wine country people, there is nothing more elegant than this."

Drunk Daoist Lang smiled.

"Drunk Daoist!"

"You are going too far!"

"A pot of wine can change you for a sword move. When you come to Lin Danshi's side, you will be fooled by the grand formation of the Moon Burial Sect?"

Ye Duantian heard this, but he was a little unhappy.

"This……"

"The old man is not the same!"

"Lin Xuan is much richer than the old Daoist, and besides my sword move, he can't even use an alchemy master."

The drunk Taoist knows his right and makes his voice smaller.

"The sword is successful!"

"I didn't practice swordsmanship, but swordsmanship is quite accomplished!"

"Just by analogy."

Lin Xuan smiled and gave the drunk Taoist a step down.

"Come, come!"

"You make a move and let the old man see it!"

The drunk man's eyes lit up.

"Then I'll be ugly!"

Lin Xuan heard the words, raised his hand, pointed his finger like a knife, and slashed towards a mountain in the distance!

boom!

A domineering sword intent, like a river running through the sun, slashed over the mountains!

Rumble!

In an instant, a big mountain was cut into two pieces, and there were countless birds and beasts in the mountain, rising into the sky.

"interesting!"

"The sword intent that contains the power of slashing the soul!"

"Your sword intent is very close to the god level. Three states are pure sword intent, and only two or three people can compare to you."

The drunken Taoist was amazed.

"You haven't mastered your sword intent yet!"

"The old man doesn't drink your wine for nothing, I will send you a sword intent today, and see if you can understand it by analogy!"

"disease!"

3.7

Before the drunk Taoist opened his mouth, he pointed at Lin Xuan with one finger!

Make Lin Xuan dazzled!

In a trance, Lin Xuan seemed to see a grand scene.

The sword light is like the Milky Way of the Nine Heavens, pouring out into the world, rolling up a thousand piles of snow.

I saw Jianguang panic like the sky again, and everything was destroyed wherever it passed!

But it was a drunk Taoist who gathered his kendo insights into a wisp of sword intent, directly attacking Lin Xuan's mind.

[Three Thousand Blood Prison Zanpakutō, attacked by divine sword intent, began to deduce and comprehend! 】

[Three thousand blood prison Zanpakutō, the progress of promotion to god level has reached two-thirds! 】

[Hantian Zhushen Sword Domain, realized the unparalleled sword intent, and was promoted to the top grade of heaven! 】

"younger generation!"

"Thank you, senior, for the grace of teaching!"

All over Lin Xuan's body, sword intent and sword intent collided arbitrarily, and in the wildness of divine light, he gave a deep salute to the drunk Taoist.

When the drunken Taoist saw this, there was also a look of relief in his eyes.

When Lin Xuan faced him before, he was able to do it with ease, and he had the pride of an alchemist, but after receiving his own kendo understanding, he could sincerely salute himself.

Such a good boy! .

Chapter Three Hundred and Fortieth God Xiao Out Of Body!Heaven will open!

"If you really read the old ways, you can send more good wine in the future!"

The drunk man laughed.

"It's the same sentence, enough!"

Lin Xuan laughed loudly.

The three of them were on Buried Moon Slope, drinking wine and chatting from all over the world.

Neither the drunken Taoist nor Ye Duantian deliberately pointed Lin Xuan, because Lin Xuan's foundation was too strong, and there was no need to go the way of any of them.

They just explained their knowledge of the world and their understanding of cultivation to Lin Xuan.

It's more about Dao than magic!

As soon as the three of them drank, they drank into the night.

The bright moon is in the sky!

hum!

At this time, there was an amazing change in Burial Moon Slope.

The bright moon rises, and the buried moon slope has a heavy array of patterns lit up, running on its own.

The wisps of the power of the moonlight were drawn by the great formation!

The moonflower grass all over the mountains and plains is swaying and shining, echoing with the bright moon, which is indescribable and unpredictable.

[The burial of the moon has fully emerged, and the secret record of Xuanming's Zhoutian Wanhua is being deduced with all his strength! 】

"Two seniors, you drink first!"