Prehistoric Three-leaf Sword Grass

Chapter 116 Wine Gourd

"Old wine, has it really fallen?"

The voice of the Clover Sword Grass trembled a little, and crystal tears kept falling, falling to the ground and turning into pieces of crystals.

Looking at the weeping Three Leaf Sword Grass, Luo Hu's eyes became extremely sad, and a deep bitterness appeared on his face.Under the gaze of the three-leaf sword grass, Luo Hu nodded heavily, exuding a hint of sadness.

The faces of the bird man and the bull demon were also full of sadness, but the appearance of the wine Taoist could not help appearing in their minds, and a trace of sadness radiated out.

The valley was filled with a sad atmosphere, and the innate spirit grass in the valley was already drooping, as if feeling the sorrow of the three-leaf swordgrass and other creatures, listless.The valley became extremely calm, and every creature didn't want to speak, and didn't want to destroy the atmosphere.

Stepping lightly, Clover Sword Grass saw the gourd not far away, and the sadness in her eyes became more intense.With a slight movement of the hand, the mana flowed, and the wine gourd on the ground flew up and landed in the hands of the three-leaf sword grass.

Caressing the gourd in his hand, tears fell down, and the tears fell on the gourd, and there was a gleam of light flashing on the gourd.

"This is what the wine priest left for you!" Luo Hu said, with a hint of sadness on his face.The wine gourd, as the spiritual treasure in the hands of the wine Taoist, is naturally quite extraordinary, but even so, there is no trace of greed in Luo Hu's eyes.

Sword Grass looked at the bird man and demon bull beside him, and found that their eyes were clear, as if they hadn't seen the gourd in Sword Grass' hands.Perhaps, they know the power of the gourd, but they don't have the slightest greed in their hearts.

"Wine gourd? But, why doesn't it have the slightest spirituality?" Clover Sword Grass asked, with a hint of doubt in her eyes.Wine gourd is the best innate spiritual treasure, so how could it not have the slightest spirituality?Three Leaf Sword Grass didn't know why, but when she stroked the gourd in her hand, Three Leaf Sword Grass felt a trace of sadness from above the gourd.

A strange color flashed in his eyes, and Luo Hu carefully sized up the wine gourd in the hand of Sword Grass Clover, frowning slowly.

Luo Hu found that the wine gourd didn't seem to have the slightest spirituality, like a dead thing, holding the wine gourd in his hand, Luo Hu's eyes showed clarity.

"Indeed, the wine gourd has no spirituality at all. The fall of the wine Taoist made the spirituality in the wine gourd choose to self-destruct." Luo Hu sighed softly and said.

A strange look flashed across the faces of the bird man and the bull demon, but they didn't expect the spirituality in the wine gourd to make such a choice. They stroked the spirit treasure in their hands and felt the spirituality in it, but they didn't know what to do. Say something.

If the bird man and the bull demon also perish, they naturally don't want their spirit treasures to fall into the hands of other creatures, but they don't think that the spirit treasures in their hands will choose to disappear into this world with them.Sighing softly, Birdman and Bull Demon showed firm expressions in their eyes, they still had a long way to go.

"However, Sanye, you can use your spiritual power to keep warming the wine gourd. As long as there is enough time, the wine gourd will still become spiritual again." Luo Hu said to the three-leaf sword grass, the sadness in his eyes The color converged.

Throwing it lightly, the wine gourd came directly to the hands of Sword Grass Clover, stroking the gourd in her hand, Sword Grass Clover seemed to feel that the Taoist Wine Master was still by her side and hadn't left.

He nodded heavily, blood flowed from his fingers, fell on the wine gourd, and was absorbed by the wine gourd.Since the wine gourd has lost its spirituality, the three-leaf sword grass can only use this method.

Under the watchful eyes of Luo Hu and other strong men, the wine gourd suddenly flew up and slowly shrunk until it entered the mind of the three-leaf sword grass.

The shrunken wine gourd floated in the mind of the three-leaf sword grass, and the power of the three-leaf sword grass continuously poured into the wine gourd, warming the wine gourd.A message came from the wine gourd, Clover Sword Grass closed her eyes, but she already understood the function of the wine gourd.

As the three-leaf swordgrass thought before, there is a huge space in the wine gourd.However, the wine Taoist has already divided the space into nine parts, which are filled with various liquors.Even, Sword Grass Clover could see that there were many restrictions in the wine gourd.

When the consciousness touched the restriction, it was directly bounced back by the restriction.A strange color flashed in his eyes, and more spiritual power gushed out, and Clover Sword Grass wanted to know what was hidden behind these restrictions.

However, at this moment, the restriction in the wine gourd suddenly lit up.

An illusory figure appeared in the wine gourd, and the eyes of the three-leaf sword grass showed a deep shock, and the power of the consciousness was concentrated, and the figure of the three-leaf sword grass also appeared in the wine gourd.

Stretching out her slightly illusory hands, Clover Sword Grass grabbed the illusory figure, and passed through the illusory figure with both hands.Illusory tears flowed from Clover Sword Grass's face, looking at that familiar figure, Clover Sword Grass could no longer restrain her emotions.

"Old wine! Old wine!" The voice of the three-leaf sword grass echoed in the wine gourd.However, that illusory figure didn't react at all. If you look carefully, you can see that the eyes of the wine Taoist are not the slightest brilliance at this time.

The Clover Sword Grass with Pan Gu's brand naturally knew what the wine Taoist was doing now. This illusory figure should be just a chaotic force left by the wine Taoist, so he didn't have the slightest consciousness.

Under the gaze of the three-leaf swordgrass, the figure of the wine Taoist slowly turned around, his eyes still lacking the slightest expression.

"Sanye, it should be you! How is it? Do you like the wine gourd I left behind?" The wine Taoist's familiar voice sounded, causing Sanye Swordcao's body to tremble uncontrollably, and tears flowed wantonly.

"When you see these, I should have fallen. In the prehistoric world, you are the one I worry about the most."

"Luo Hu and the others are Chaos Demon Gods. As long as the Dao of Heaven does not take action, the prehistoric creatures will basically not be able to threaten them. Therefore, I chose to leave the wine gourd to you, which should be of some use to you,"

"In the wine gourd, there is a restriction I set, and after the restriction, there is a gift from me to you. However, with your current strength, you cannot open the restriction. Only when you become a Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian level existence can you open it." Open."

"By the way, Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian is also a saint in the prehistoric world, but I don't want you to become a saint."

"After you become stronger, you should understand these things. Presumably, Luo Hu should also tell you this information, so I won't go into too much detail."

"I don't have much power left, just let me do one more thing for you!"

The illusory figure of the wine Taoist dissipated, and a powerful force of chaos appeared in the wine gourd, crashing towards the side of the wine gourd.

ps: Crying and fainting in the toilet, the baby feels bitter...

(End of this chapter)