Inward scrolling golden light spell, subdue demons from the heavens!

Chapter 175
The muscles and bones resonate together, and the five internal organs glow!
There are rest, life, injury, du, scene, death, shock, and opening eight doors to manifest, reflecting the whole body!
Produced an unparalleled suction force, devouring all the essence of the blood wine.

The next moment, the eight doors shook together, and traces of strange substances flowed out from the door and merged into the limbs and bones!

After a stick of incense, he exhaled a breath of white air, fine beads of sweat came out of his body, it was very cloudy and accompanied by a slight stench!

"Crackling..."

He stretched himself, and his body made the sound of frying beans!
A glass of wine will give him half a year of penance!

The golden light shimmers and washes away the dirt.

The body is refreshed.

Qian Mufeng's eyes showed a strange light: "Senior's Ganzhi Fist has been cultivated to the eighth level, which is really rare!"

"Maybe it's the talent."

Zhang Chujiu said modestly.

With a glance, Wang Jianguo was closing his eyes.

Two of the three glasses of wine that belonged to him have been emptied.

Spiritual power lingers all over the body, and the breath is visibly increasing with the naked eye!
Qian Mufeng was also empty in front of him, and the wine glasses were gone.

I couldn't help but wonder: "Did you drink so fast?"

And, not only him, he also noticed that only Zhang Huaining, the grandson of Tianshi Zhang, and Puhui, the disciple of Nine Miao Shenni, were practicing.

The rest of the people were chatting, and there was no wine in front of them, let alone wine glasses.

He has practiced hard and conscientiously so far, and he has achieved some results. His cultivation level should be on par with these cultivation masters.It doesn't make sense that he's sweating after just drinking a glass of wine, and these people are acting like nothing happened!
Qian Mufeng said: "I didn't drink it. The flowers of the Three Treasures are rare and rare. They are very precious. This wine contains the essence of the Three Treasures and can enhance the innate origin.

My cultivation is not bad, but for me, even drinking this wine is just icing on the cake, so I plan to leave it to the disciples of Jianguo, use this wine to build a foundation, cleanse the scriptures and cut the marrow, and forge a flawless foundation !It's not just me, those old guys also have this idea. "

"I see."

Zhang Chujiu was stunned.

I can't help but sigh that it's not easy to take care of the family,

Fortunately, he had the foresight.Find a good home for my daughter.He probably doesn't need to worry too much about his future practice!
Afterwards, he asked in surprise, "Did Jianguo accept apprentices?"

Qian Mufeng said: "We already have a candidate, and we have to observe and observe! But it's pretty close!"

Zhang Chujiu smiled and said, "Then congratulations in advance!"

While speaking, there was movement on Shenyang Wu's side, and a furnace of qi and blood was manifested above his head, which was overwhelming and very bluffing!

Then, another Buddha's light lit up, generous and bright.Pu Hui, a disciple of Nine Miao Divine Nuns, seems to have benefited a lot!
Without hesitation, Zhang Chujiu finished the conversation with Qian Mufeng, picked up the second cup of Fenghua and drank it down in one gulp.

Different from the fierceness of Chongyang, this cup has a soft mouthfeel, with a unique fragrance of grass and trees.

The wine entered his stomach and instantly turned into a stream of pure spiritual power.Like a torrent, rushing into the heart lake.

The golden lotus swayed.

Give birth to rays of light!

Dense aura, straight to the sky...

Lingyun weaves, bright youth...

After half an hour...

The terrifying coercion disappeared in a flash!
Eight levels of Qi training!

Become!

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist, you have made great progress in your cultivation!"

Qian Mufeng laughed.

The rest of the people also looked sideways, somewhat surprised.

It was the first time that they were dignified, and this breath made them all feel pressure.

I can't help but sigh, the father with innate Taoism is really extraordinary!
Yan Wudao withdrew his gaze, picked up the jug on the table with a sullen face and took a sip, then stretched out his hand to Dan Yuko at the side.

"What are you doing?"

Niwako looked a little stiff!
Yan Wudao still had a stinky face, and he cherished the words like gold: "Zhuyeqing."

Niwako didn't even think about it, and immediately refused: "No way!"

His Bamboo Leaf Green is a spiritual wine brewed with many kinds of spirit snakes. Although it is far inferior to the Three Treasures, it is also difficult to brew, and he is reluctant to drink it on weekdays!

Yan Wudao said nothing, and stretched his hand forward again!

"I really owe you!"

Niwako smiled wryly: "Here you are!"

As he said that, with a stroke of his hand, there was a simple and simple wine jar on the table!
Yan Wudao slapped the wine seal open, and immediately a fragrance of wine filled the air.Grab the wine jar and drink it...

drink splash...

Niwako's eyelids twitched as she watched, and said anxiously: "Slow down, slow down... This is 50-year-old Zhuyeqing..."

Zhang Zhiren looked over and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Dan Yuzi, do you want to treat one more favorably than another?"

Master Bukong also booed: "Brother Dan Yuko, it's a great day, don't be so stingy...!"

"What are you making a fuss about, a monk?"

Niwako rolled her eyes.

But he didn't refuse, and gave out the drink with a painful expression on his face.

With a wave of his hand, there is an altar on each table.

"Fellow Daoist, this statement is wrong. My Buddha said: Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha keeps it in his heart. I have a Buddha in my heart. Drinking wine is like drinking water!"

Master Bukong patted open the wine seal with a smile, poured himself a glass, took a sip, and then happily threw a red date into his mouth, that was a treat!
The rest of the people also started to exchange glasses and continue to gossip...

Not long after, Yan Wudao put down the wine jar, and stretched out his hand to Dan Yuko again!
"No, this time it's really gone!"

Niwako couldn't help shaking her head.

I made up my mind not to give it, and I don't want these fools to ruin my good wine again!
Yan Wudao's black face was flushed, and he seemed to be a bit overbearing, so he rushed over without saying a word! ...

Caught off guard, Niwako was crushed!
He kept resisting the attacking big hand, and the teasing laughter sounded from the side made him extremely ashamed and indignant: "Yan Wudao, you idiot..."

"You idiot, stop now..."

"Let go, I'll give it to you, it's not enough to give it to you..."

In the end he had no choice but to give in.

Yan Wudao got off Dan Yuko's body.

Dan Yuzi sat up, his hair was disheveled and his robe was disheveled. As a flash of green light flashed, he became a Taoist fairy again, but his face was red!
He gave Shen Jinghu a hard look, this group laughed the loudest just now!

Afterwards, he glared at Yan Wudao, and said angrily: "The last jar, drink it up and it will be gone!"

With that said, he took out another altar.

Yan Wudao was still silent, but he seemed to have listened to it, he stopped drinking and started drinking...

After watching the excitement, Zhang Chujiu picked up the third cup of Yuehua and drank it down in one gulp!

Different from the previous two glasses, this one tastes like ordinary water, tasteless and tasteless!Just very cold.

As soon as I took it in, it was like swallowing a piece of ice.

A gust of cold air rushed straight to Tianling Gai!

His whole body trembled, and his hairs stood on end! !

Immediately, he felt an indescribable numbness and unbearable itching, which seemed to come from the depths of his soul, making him unable to control himself.

"Oh……"

Can't help but groan.

The old man blushed, and immediately closed the five senses, and his consciousness came to the heart lake.

The projection is like ripples in the water, and the whole body is full of cold moonlight...

Here, the projection represents his soul, the outer manifestation of his soul.

In other words, this scene is happening to his soul now!

After an unknown period of time, the vision disappeared.

Projection stabilized.

A lot of solidification visible to the naked eye.

The most intuitive feeling is that the thinking is much more active.

Of course, the benefits don't stop there, but he needs to experience it slowly in the future!
(End of this chapter)