Tripod Reverses the Heaven

When the ancient wind completely carried those holy drugs to the side hall on the top of the mountain, the moon had already risen high. At this time, he was really tired.

So he lay on his back on a pile of holy medicine, ready to make do with it all night.

However, as soon as he closed his eyes, the door of the side hall was pushed open, and a familiar old figure appeared in his eyes.

No one else came. Of course, Taoist Guiyun.

He glanced at the piles of holy herbs and ancient customs, and his eyebrows frowned high on the spot.

After my mouth has been flat for a long time, I just don't know how to blame the ancient style.

"See Dionysus!"

Gu Feng quickly got up and bowed to the God of wine.

"You... How did you move these weeds here?" The old man frowned and asked in a slightly bad tone.

I saw that the corners of the ancient wind's mouth shriveled, showing a face of grievance, and said: "Dionysian, it's not my fault. I didn't spare no effort to bring these holy medicines back. You see, I'm still tired and panting now. You said, you sealed my divine power. I can't even use the most basic space magic tools. How do you let me store these holy medicines? You don't want these things, but they are all holy medicine after all. If you take them out, they will be shot to the head. "

Gu Feng was very smart. He knew it was a rare opportunity, so he immediately said, "Dionysus, you see how much work I do every day. Don't you recover my cultivation? Without cultivation, it's really inconvenient for me to do anything! "

The archaic abacus was really loud enough, but the old man was not fooled at all. As soon as he raised his eyebrows, he asked, "do you want to restore cultivation? And then run away? "

"How is that possible? Dionysus is so kind to me, how can I be willing to leave you? Besides, your cultivation is so terrible. The end of being caught is being cooked and brewed. How dare I escape? "

Of course, ancient customs can not be admitted, nor can they be admitted.

"Hum, I dare you!"

The old man snorted coldly, and then waved his hand. Gu Feng found that his divine power had been slightly unsealed.

Of course, that's all. This little magical power is only enough for him to call space magic tools, and he can't even fly.

It can be seen that the old man is still very cautious and will not really unseal the ancient style.

"Put these messy things away quickly. In my Guiyun view, there must be nothing else except the wine jar, you know?"

"Thank God of wine!"

The ancient wind is overjoyed. Finally, he can mobilize space magic tools. He will no longer have to fight so hard against the "weeds" pulled out in the future.

For the next few days, the ancient wind was busy in the medicine garden. After several days of hard work, he cleared away all the so-called weeds and put them into the magic weapon. As for the specific number, the ancient wind did not count in detail. He estimated that there should be at least tens of thousands of plants.

Tens of thousands of holy drugs, if placed in a world like the dark yellow five regions, it is estimated that blood will flow into a river. If it were placed in a small world like Kyushu or Haize, it would probably lead to a World War of annihilation!

However, such a baby is turned into a weed at this time!

Of course, the ancient wind has naturally gained a lot these days. In addition to these tens of thousands of holy drugs, there are several holy drugs. He didn't steal it, but the old man removed it himself.

In the old man's opinion, those miraculous drugs were inferior and could not meet his requirements at all.

The ancient wind has no chance to touch the fairy medicine in the medicine garden. Those elixirs are timid. As soon as the ancient wind approaches, they will disappear immediately. Therefore, ancient customs can only be viewed from a distance every time, not myopia. I have to say, this is a pity.

To tell you the truth, ancient customs are curious about why the old man grows so many herbs. His only love is wine making? Growing these herbs has something to do with wine making?

Of course, the old man can't tell the ancient wind, because the identity of the ancient wind is just a servant.

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Time flies, spring and autumn come, and in the twinkling of an eye it's almost September 9. The arrival of September 9 marked the ancient style and stayed here for another year.

In this year, on the whole, the old-fashioned days are still very comfortable. His scope of work is basically peach grove and medicine garden.

Although these two sites look vast, in fact, there is not much to do. Most of the time, he still wanders around the mountains.

In this year, the ancient wind will go to Shenquan for a night every three or five times, and his physique has been greatly improved. Occasionally, he looked inside, but he was frightened by the ancient style. He found that many flesh and blood had become translucent and translucent!

In other words, his body is really changing towards the glazed jade body, which makes the ancient style happy. He sighs that although he has been a slave for a year, he is really not at a loss.

The ancient wind only goes to soak once every three or five times, that is to say, people at the foot of the mountain have to pick up the "holy water" every three or five times. The ancient wind has understood that after the divine spring flowed out, it was obtained by a force called Fu Yun sect.

Most of the spring water is used to drink and soak themselves after they receive it. Only a small part of the spring water will be taken by them for profit.

The reason why Fuyun sect is called Fuyun sect is that it is attached to the sect gate of Guiyun mountain. It's not that the old man wants others to cling to him, but that the Lord of Fuyun sect licked his face and flattered the old man in order to get the flowing spring.

For such a shameless sect, ancient customs naturally don't like it. Therefore, every time he opened the gate to release the holy water, he would add some salty "ingredients" to the holy water.

Five days before September 9, the old style, which used to be very idle, became busy again, because the old man Dionysus gave him a very serious task - picking peach flowers.

Yes, just picking peach blossoms. Seeing that September 9 is coming, it's time to make wine again, so these peach blossoms must be picked back to make wine.

It is estimated that it will take several months to pick back the peach blossoms on more than 100 mu of land.

Therefore, the ancient wind directly opened his mouth to the God of wine and asked to restore his cultivation.

However, he was disappointed again. The old man still only recovered his cultivation. This cultivation is basically enough for him to fly slowly and use magic tools. It is basically impossible to escape by relying on this flying speed.

After a burst of slander, Gu Feng had to pick peach blossoms obediently. Anyway, it's flying across now, isn't it? As long as you can fly, it will be much easier and work efficiency will be greatly increased.