fifth form

Zhang Xuezhou has seen the night, but he has never seen the night.

Sitting outside the brewery, Zhang Xuezhou looked up at the sky.

It was endless darkness, and the occasional stars tried their best to bloom with faint brilliance, but they didn't illuminate any part of the sky, and instead looked more profound and unpredictable.

His current time is out of order.

The owner of the secret land used his body to fight, Zhang Xuezhou has not returned to reality for several days.

If he didn't know that he was forcibly pulled here, Zhang Xuezhou would almost suspect that he was dead in the real world.

In the past, he had a lot of doubts about his own shuttle, and there was also fear in it. There was no shortage of worries about what would happen to the other party if one of them died.

But right now, Zhang Xuezhou has a preliminary understanding of this situation.

He even noticed the clues of his own shuttle, and he also knew at least the height he had to reach.

That may be the beginning of his unraveling his own mystery.

This is even the practice of a little monk. The other person does not belong to the Heavenly Court, but is just a foreign explorer.

But even though the hair crown was crooked after being beaten by the empress, the emperor's little hobby has not changed in any way.

After Dijun passed away, it was difficult for Emperor Jinwu to understand the changes in Dijun's state in recent days.

From an idle person, Zhang Xuezhou was passively involved in various incidents, and then under the influence of Wuchao, he wanted to become a leader among young people.

"I'll smash your brewery today, let's see how many times you can rebuild it!"

When the emperor was hesitating, he only heard a female official wearing a formation sign hurriedly coming from a distance. The distance was still tens of meters, and the other party passed the message out of breath.

"Is someone in there?"

"Isn't it just a guy who slaps him to death, what's the point of this kind of guy's cultivation?" The Golden Crow asked in a puzzled way.

"absurd!"

"Time flies like a white horse, it's not a little bit of something," Dijun argued.

If he hadn't tested the opponent's consciousness and confirmed that the opponent's consciousness was stronger than many practitioners in the same realm, the emperor would even doubt whether Zhang Xuezhou had practiced the consciousness strengthening spell.

The time has entered the seventh day, and the Jiuzhen wine placed in the jade bottle has been successfully cultivated, turning the violent medicinal properties of the fruit wine into a soft one, and making the body able to bear it.

When Zhang Xuezhou finished his practice and returned to the brewery, the emperor inevitably had some thoughts.

The more he recited and thought about it, the more Dijun could see the importance of this consciousness strengthening mantra.

The wind and waves rolled down, and the woman's body fell to the ground.

Across the clouds and mist, the emperor stood under the drunk peach tree, watching everything about Zhang Xuezhou, and feeling everything about Zhang Xuezhou.

As soon as a hairpin was drawn out, a blast of thunder resounded through the Kunlun Ruins, and red lightning immediately fell.

"My Brewery!"

The lord of the Xieluo River Holy Land, the Taoist Lord of the Yexi River Holy Land, the owner of the secret land of Kunlun Ruins, or Emperor Jing, or the two leaders of the Western Sect who are only known by their names.

"Well, you Haotian, you used to be intoxicated brewing wine, but now you still hide Meijiao Niang, no wonder you don't even go back to the palace!"

She was furious, and with a swipe of the red hairpin in her hand, it immediately turned into the size of a sword.

Dijun's mouth only stiffened for three seconds, and then he was already floating with the wind.

When the emperor was angry and wanted to use Ruyi Zhuchai again, when he heard the emperor's anxious cry, he let go of the Zhuchai in his hand.

He hoped that one day he would be able to stand tall, without being controlled by others, and not to be bumped back and forth in fate, and it would be difficult for him to take good care of his own family.

Once the smell of rotten meat from Jiuzhen Wine subsides, should he have a showdown with the other party or turn into a Buddha and send the other party out of Kunlun Mountains.

On weekdays, the emperor only cared about making wine for his own entertainment, and was reprimanded by the empress many times for not being motivated, and even staged a fight between husband and wife.

"His cultivation is very interesting," Dijun said,

The emperor did not expect the Golden Crow to understand the Consciousness Strengthening Curse, nor did he expect the other party to discover the difference between Zhang Xuezhou and the little monks of the same level.

But the emperor couldn't help but suspect that his mother-in-law would really do this kind of thing when she was crazy, and once the confrontation ignited, he couldn't stop it.

While watching Zhang Xuezhou practice in the formation, the other party has never practiced the spiritual consciousness strengthening spell.

But he is very disappointed these days, Zhang Xuezhou has practiced a lot, but he has not practiced the set of spiritual consciousness strengthening spells described.

"Ma'am, why didn't you wear the Liufeng jade pendant I gave you today?" The emperor was stunned for a second, and then persuaded after his face changed: "Without the Liufeng jade pendant, your beauty is like the bright moon without the embellishments of the stars. The loneliest beauty in the world is left!"

The emperor angrily reprimanded the empress for being unruly, and his body immediately fell into the numbness of Zhu Chai's blow to the flesh.

He tried his best to avoid the rivalry between the Heavenly Court and the Immortal Court, singing bad faces in the Heavenly Court, while the Empress was singing the red face.

But as the things he encountered continued to change, he undoubtedly set his sights higher.

Just after Dijun's muffled response, he saw a dignified and majestic woman walking towards the Kunlun Ruins in the distance.

"Your Majesty said, you have been playing in the ruins for seven days, if you don't return to the palace, she will take someone to the fairy court," the female official replied.

"If you fight, you know that if you fight Xianting, you will only threaten me with this kind of thing of bringing people to death!"

"Absurd, as the king of a dynasty, you are absurd in the debauchery every day, how can you look like a king?" The empress scolded angrily.

The empress was furious, her face flushed with anger.

"Could it be that you really have to wait until you drink Jiuzhen wine to start practicing, but you will become intoxicated after drinking Jiuzhen wine, so did you go there before practicing?"

The emperor yelled, and the Golden Crow yelled, 'It's over, it's over'.

"You shrew, you never took the lead!"

"If he succeeds in making wine, should I force him to do so?"

"Deal with that crazy woman first," Dijun said sullenly.

"What good is going back to the palace other than listening to her nagging?" Dijun said impatiently, "I've been nagging all day long, and it makes me upset. I'm not out for beauty, but for a few glasses of fine wine. Isn't that enough? ?”

"Ma'am, a gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands." Dijun said anxiously, "Don't hit people at every turn!"

She is obviously the crazy woman mentioned by the emperor, and she is also the empress of the heavenly court.

"At least be like the owner of Kunlun Ruins!"

Dijun used to really want to know the comparison between the two bottles of Jiuzhen Wine, but he doesn't want to reveal the answer right now.

The mana in the emperor's hands was surging, and the silver thunder came first, entangled and wasted the red lightning, and he suddenly remembered the consciousness strengthening spell.

"Shouldn't you take a look at the Jiuzhen Wine first?" the Golden Crow asked.

It is rare for the Golden Crow to see that the emperor is interested in other things, especially cultivation.

But after bowing slightly to salute the emperor, the woman's eyes became a bit more evil, and a red hairpin was taken from the top of her hair.

These people are powerful and have unpredictable skills.

"A little bit," the empress said angrily, "It's a little bit of being intoxicated in wine for hundreds of years."

But he knew the importance but it was difficult to think about the practice, which gave him some headaches.

Zhang Xuezhou hadn't seen the owner of the secret place for several days. Every day, the black bird would throw food at the door of the brewery to prevent him from starving to death.

"Control the body, practice the "Nine Heavens Curse of Yin and Yang Great Compassion", and practice Yun Zhongzi's "Cloud Art" that is neither human nor ghost!"

"Haotian, who are you calling crazy?"

This also made him linger outside the brewery for a long time without entering it.

This way of persuading him to return to the palace is better than anything else.

"Wait, my people!"

"Report to the Emperor, Your Majesty invites you to return to the palace!"

"If I bring that piece of Luoying jade to your perception, I'm afraid it will be difficult to hear His Majesty's truth!"

"You don't understand his cultivation!"

"Dijun, doesn't this kid just know how to make wine with lip service, why do you pay attention to his cultivation?"

For Zhang Xuezhou, the masters of each secret place and holy place are undoubtedly the strongest in his mind.

In today's brewery, the most important thing is not the brewery and the two bottles of Jiuzhen wine, but the little monk trapped by the formation.

He stared at Zhang Xuezhou, and recited the other party's consciousness-enhancing mantra twice in his heart.

"Don't blame anyone, I'm colorless, I just brewed a little wine," Dijun said.

Dijun took a deep breath.

The emperor's face was full of anger, and Zhu Chai, who threw at the brewery, hit the emperor's head directly.

I saw the woman's face lined with peach petals, the maids piled with golden phoenix silk, her autumn waves are bright and enchanting, and the spring bamboo shoots are slender and seductive. She looks graceful and luxurious, which is completely incompatible with madness.

Regardless of the choice, Dijun felt bad.

He widened his eyes and cursed unwillingly, and when he was beaten again, Dijun's mouth was also closed.

"I want to see, what kind of beautiful girl is hiding in your brewery!"

The emperor took back Zhu Chai angrily, then tidied up her clothes, and put on a beautiful jade very seriously.

After she was radiant, she walked into the winery with a serious face.

She wanted to see which little vixen she lost to, who was first-class in appearance, body and ability.