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Chapter 1108 Drunken Sword
In Songhe Blessed Land, the four spirits gathered together, radiant and resplendent, filled with the spirit of prolonging life.

To celebrate Zhuang Yuan's escape from trouble, a small banquet was held here, not many people came, only Bai Zhining, Zhang Chengfa and Longhushan guest Qing Nie Renxiong.

As a guest of Longhu Mountain, Nie Renxiong's cultivation has improved a lot over the years. He has become a pseudo-immortal and is polishing himself. He hopes to open the door of immortality one day. He is famous for his wine making and kendo, and outsiders respectfully call him the Immortal of Wine and Sword.

"Fellow Daoist Nie, I was really surprised to hear that you killed demons with your single-handed swordsmanship on the battlefield outside the sky. It's a pity that I didn't get to see them."

Looking at Nie Renxiong, Zhuang Yuan showed a rare curiosity on his face.

He and Nie Renxiong once narrowly escaped death at the hands of ghosts. They have always had a good personal relationship, and they don't have too many scruples when they talk. In his impression, Nie Renxiong's swordsmanship can only be said to be average, and he should be best at brewing wine and formations , but he didn't expect that after all these years, Nie Renxiong had made a name for himself with swordsmanship.

Hearing this, Bai Zhining and Zhang Chengfa, who knew the inside story, laughed and said nothing.

Seeing such a scene, Nie Renxiong showed a wry smile on his bearded face. He does know some swordsmanship, but not much.

"Fellow Daoist Zhuang, don't make fun of me. The name of Jiujian Immortal is just a joke. It is actually because of it that I can survive from the battlefield outside the sky."

As he spoke, Nie Renxiong took out a palm-sized wine gourd. The moment the wine gourd was opened, a stream of emerald green wine ran out of the gourd. The fragrance of the wine and the coldness of the sword enveloped the entire small courtyard at this moment. I saw that the emerald green liquor turned into a flying sword. It seemed to be drinking to its fullest. It stimulated the sword energy and was about to show its edge in Zhuang Yuan's cave. Fortunately, Nie Renxiong stopped it at the critical moment.

Seeing such a scene, Zhuang Yuan's eyes moved slightly.

"It's rare to see a demon transformed by liquor."

Looking at the green flying sword, Zhuang Yuan showed a strange expression. Although he said that all kinds of people can become demons, it is really rare to become a demon with wine. Seeing this, Nie Renxiong also talked about the past.

When the Southern Wilderness Demon Disaster broke out, Nie Renxiong did not directly set foot on the battlefield because he was famous for brewing wine. However, Nie Renxiong knew that this disaster would affect the entire Middle-earth, and the human race was at a disadvantage. Going to the battlefield for a while, and he himself is not the kind of person who lives in idyllic ways.

It's a pity that he himself is not good at killing. In order to enhance his combat power, he decided to brew the ancient recipe of Immortal Brew Sword Heart Wine. This wine is mysterious. Once drunk, monks can have a transparent sword heart in a short time , Let the swordsmanship pass the mystery.

After expending a lot of hard work, Nie Renxiong failed but succeeded. His cultivation level was not good after all. There was a mistake in the last step of brewing Jianxin wine, which led to the failure of brewing, but the failed wine did not turn into flying wine. Ash, but became a special monster.

"This is also your chance, but I didn't expect that there is such a kind of Daoism as Drunken Sword in this world. The more you drink, the more drunk you become, the more skillful your swordsmanship is. You are really miraculous, no wonder people call you the Jiujian Immortal. "

Looking at Nie Renxiong, Zhuang Yuan's face was full of smiles.

This Sword Heart Wine Transforming Demon is indeed miraculous, but it is not good at killing, even in a drunk state, it is only empty, and only when it cooperates with Nie Renxiong can it truly show its combat power.

It is precisely because of this that in every battle, in order to exert as much power as possible, Nie Renxiong must get himself drunk, and then single-handedly kill the group of monsters, and return in blood. Here comes.

Hearing this, holding the wine gourd, Nie Renxiong was silent. Although his swordsmanship relies entirely on drinking, which is not worthy of the name, but he is more fortunate. Without this sword heart wine demon, he might not be able to survive the cruel outer battlefield. This time, there were not a few disciples of Longhu Mountain who fell due to the evil disaster.

"It was indeed my chance."

Feeling something in his heart, Nie Renxiong let out a soft sigh.

Seeing this, Zhuang Yuan didn't say anything, but raised his wine glass.

After drinking for three rounds, the four of them talked about the big things in the world from small personal things. They were a little bit at a loss about the future. The catastrophe is about to happen, and the whole Taoist school will be moved by it. This is not a good thing.

In this era, the world is revived, and the good fortune is frequent. It is the best era for monks to ask for longevity, but the catastrophe that follows continues to erupt, and all demons and ghosts appear. This is also the worst era for all spirits in the world. Even gods can only go with the flow.

"The catastrophe is about to start, I have the method of seeing the heaven and the earth, and I can help you guys by studying the mystery and enlightening the Tao."

"And recite Huang Ting with me."

Putting down his wine glass, Zhuang Yuan began to speak the Fa with a serious face.

The mysterious sounds echoed, the stars reflected, and the four demon emperors, a phoenix, a hundred catastrophe tiger, a thousand-year-old dragon, and a long-lived tortoise, all moved to the sky and roared, matching the stars with their bodies, and evolving into the four seasons of the world.

In the next moment, Dao Yun gathered, and Zhuang Yuan couldn't melt into old Tiansong again.

Seeing that this method of heaven and earth emphasizes meaning rather than form, Zhuang Yuan personally demonstrated it. Infected by this artistic conception, Bai Zhining, Zhang Chengfa, and Nie Renxiong recited the Huangting Sutra spontaneously, and faintly understood it.

Time passed, I don't know how long it took, Zhuang Yuan's voice of teaching the Dharma dissipated, at this moment Bai Zhining turned into a manju sand flower, red as fire, Zhang Chengfa turned into a stone man, silently, Unmoved, as if he had lost his life.

Only Nie Renxiong frowned, his sallow face with Chinese characters was covered with beads of sweat, like a nightmare.

Seeing such a scene, Zhuang Yuan frowned slightly.

"wake up!"

Throwing out the sound of thunder, Zhuang Yuan forced Nie Renxiong to wake up.

Opening his eyes, Nie Renxiong's eyes were full of horror, as if he saw something terrible, and it took a while to calm down.

"Thank you fellow daoist for teaching the method, it's just that my aptitude is blunt, but it makes fellow daoist bother me in vain."

With bitterness in his heart, Nie Renxiong saluted Zhuang Yuan to thank him.

Hearing this, Zhuang Yuan waved his hand.

"The practice of this method is in harmony with nature. It's not unusual to fail once. Although my junior sister and younger brother are talented, but they can learn more at one time because they often recite Huang Ting and have accumulated a lot of money. You don't have to belittle yourself."

"You just need to recite Huang Ting often, and don't be arrogant or impetuous. It's only a matter of time before you practice the method of seeing the world. In addition, there is a strange place in the sect called the River of Death, which is quite effective in tempering your Taoist heart. You can go inside and walk for a while. Yu, if you can stay in the river for a month without moving, then practicing this method will have a miraculous effect."

Looking at Nie Renxiong, Zhuang Yuan gave his suggestion.

Hearing this, although Nie Renxiong knew that these were words of comfort, the bitterness in his heart still dissipated a lot.

"Thank you for your advice, fellow daoist."

Bowing and saluting, Nie Renxiong expressed his thanks again.

After Nie Renxiong left, Zhuang Yuan let out a soft sigh. He was not sure whether Nie Renxiong would finally be able to see the heavens and the earth. The requirements for practicing this method are actually not low. .

The reason why Zhang Chengfa and Bai Zhining were able to successfully cultivate was not only that they often recited Huang Ting and had a sufficient foundation, but also because they were both arrogance. Zhang Chengfa was a born arrogance, while Bai Zhining was an acquired arrogance. She is no longer the little monk who had to rely on the method of shortening her life to cultivate.

(End of this chapter)