Saint of the Confucian way

After sighing, Fang Yun began to find a way to use the brewed bottle.

Fang Yun's mind shuttled through the brewed light bottle and soon came to a star with the weakest breath in the photosphere.

The star is mainly dark red, with strands of messy light on the surface, and its breath is grand but not pure enough.

Fang Yun tried to approach with his mind, but after approaching, he felt burning pain and hurried back.

"Mind control failed."

Fang Yun thought in his heart, took back his mind, looked at the world in the bottle from the outside and kept thinking.

"I don't know how many years this brewed bottle has been put here. Those pure stars are the best, but they are too pure for me to use. Unexpectedly, even the power of the final stars is so great. However, I don't want to take the whole stars, just a small drop."

Fang Yun thought to himself, inject the decaying power into the brewed light bottle again, and then try to control the largest brewed light star.

At first, the star did not respond. After a quarter of an hour, Fang Yun was tired and his forehead was sweating. The brewed star began to rise.

Not long ago, the fiery red light appeared at the mouth of the bottle, and then eager to try, there was a sense of gushing.

Then, a strange smell spread all over the Wen palace in an instant, making the Wen palace shake gently.

The star of Wenqu in the sky of Wengong suddenly became a masterpiece, and the star light of Wenqu became more intense, offsetting most of the breath.

Outside the Wen palace, Fang Yun's body surface even emits a faint red light, and at the same time, it dissipates the rich aroma of wine.

The three great Confucians only smelled it a little, and then their faces were slightly red and their faces were slightly drunk.

"Be careful!" the three great Confucians hurriedly isolated themselves from the outside world, but then realized that it was wrong and began to find ways to use the holy Qi to contain these wine incense.

In the Wen palace, Fang Yun was shocked and hurriedly sent into the decaying power to add holy Qi to prevent the gushing of light.

After consuming a hundred holy Qi, the light group calmed down.

Fang Yun breathed a sigh of relief. Holding the brewed light bottle in both hands, he wanted to pour it into the bowl. He saw that the light mass suddenly broke a small crack. A drop of dark red liquid flew out, crossed a beautiful parabola and fell into a brewed light bowl.

The wine will fly out of the small crack. Fang Yun quickly converged his strength and let the light fall back into the brewed bottle.

At the same time, Fang Yun looked into the brewed bowl that fell into the good wine.

At the moment that the drop of liquor touched the brewed light bowl, the whole brewed light bowl sent out a bright light in all directions, and the drop of red liquor began to expand and become a spring, constantly gushing liquor outward, more and more.

Slowly, the liquor in the brewing bowl becomes more and more viscous, and finally a small volcano is formed. The crater keeps pouring out magmatic wine, and the magmatic wine will slowly become extremely viscous in the process of flowing downward.

Finally, the brewed bowl is like a red and black volcano. The volcano continuously emits dark red wine. After the wine falls on the bowl wall on the edge of the volcano, it will slowly return to the volcano to form a perfect cycle.

The volcano in the bowl seems ordinary, but Fang Yun can feel the power of destroying the sky and earth countless times stronger than the real volcano. He even suspects that scattering this glass of wine on Shengyuan can create a natural disaster.

In the process of volcanic eruption, wisps of wine gas dissipated outward and floated in the Wen palace.

Then, the whole Wen palace became vigorous and jubilant, and began to absorb the smell of wine like a child who met delicious food.

At the same time, Wen palace automatically consumed holy Qi and decaying power to close Wen palace and prevent the spread of wine Qi.

"It seems that the wine is brewed in the brewed bowl. This cup of wine is called volcanic brewed. It seems that this wine is not drunk directly like the Terran, or it can't be drunk directly without becoming a saint. The best way to use it is to leave it in the cup to give off wine."

Fang Yun began to look at the Wen palace and found that everything in the Wen palace, including the micro Wenqu star, the star sky of the Wen palace, the Wenxin, the Wendan, the real dragon ancient sword and so on, was greedily absorbing the wine gas brewed by the volcano.

Fang Yun doesn't understand the principle, but he doesn't feel strange, because the growth of the Terran mainly depends on two kinds of light, the light of the sun and the light of Wenqu star.

It can even be said that without the light of the sun, there would be no human beings, and without the light of Wenqu star, there would be no talent.

There is also heat and light under the Shengyuan continent, which is also helping the Terran, but its power is far less than that of the sun and Wenqu star, which is essentially no different.

The Terrans can not directly absorb the light of Wenqu star and the sun, but can only use it indirectly. For example, almost all the food people eat is formed by directly or indirectly absorbing the light of the sun.

The most important thing is that different ethnic groups are only suitable for different starlight, and the demon can't make use of Wenqu starlight.

But this brewed light bottle is different. It directly turns different lights into good wine, which can be used by all creatures, and the way of use is very simple and direct.

"Brewed light is just a pastime for big people with symmetrical ancestors, but the theory of symmetrical ancestors is the best auxiliary means of enhancement."

There are still many aspects to be studied. Fang Yun was afraid that the three people could not wait, so he withdrew his mind and looked at the three great Confucianism.

The three great Confucians were staring at Fang Yun with a reddish complexion and blurred eyes.

"Three, are you... Drunk?" Fang Yun cried and laughed. He had a micro Wenqu star to help him. Although he could feel the wine, he was not drunk.

"Good wine to share!" Tian Songshi stared at Fang Yun and saw that he was an old wine ghost.

"Yes, yes!" he Mingyuan nodded with Yun Yangzhao, without the demeanor of a great Confucian.

Fang Yun said helplessly, "this wine is extraordinary. I dare not take it out for fear of causing trouble. Well, I'll try to see what can hold volcanic brew and give it to you."

"Hurry up!" the three said in unison.

Fang Yun smiled and entered the Wen palace again.

Fang Yun first took out an ordinary jade cup and tried to contain volcanic brew. As soon as the volcanic brew fell on the jade cup, he immediately melted the jade cup, which scared Fang Yun to catch the dripping wine.

Subsequently, Fang Yun used various means to test and finally found that only holy blood could carry volcanic brew.

When the Holy Blood touches the volcanic brew, it will automatically wrap it to cover the breath. It is a perfect container.

Fang Yun has a lot of negative mountain holy blood. Take out three drops, and then brew the volcano into the holy blood.

Finally, Fang Yun divided the volcanic brew into four parts on average, leaving one for himself, and the other three in three drops of holy blood.

After entering the holy blood, the volcanic brew will automatically condense into a small volcano.

Fang Yun distributed three drops of holy blood to the three people. The three great Confucians immediately entered the Wen palace, and then showed an intoxicated look like a drug addict.

"You three must be careful. This volcanic brew is a real divine wine with great power."

"I know, I know..."

The three great Confucians all became old men addicted to wine and couldn't stop.

Fang Yun smiled and began to study how to use the brewed bottle to absorb Wenqu starlight and brew Wenqu starlight wine, which is the main purpose of seizing this treasure.