Chapter 1396: Zuixianlu

Chapter 1396 Drunk Fairy Dew
"Om ..."
This is a very strange buzzing sound. If the sound of humming is like a groaning sky, there is no power, only nature, light, but in this nature, there is a vast and boundless sea, like a sea of ​​rivers. The implication of this, however, is very embarrassing and untrue ...
When the second cup of drunk fairy dew was poured, Feng Hao felt that the pores of his body were open and integrated with the outside world. This feeling was vague, even the feeling of being burned by fire. Weakened.
In his brain, in the nucleus of the Tao, the road pattern flashes, like Ruoshanhe, Ruohanhai, Ruotianchen, secretly, revealing the big rhyme ...
Feng Hao is indulging in this feeling.
It is as if he no longer exists with this world, but is in another world, everything in the world is within reach, the mountains and rivers are fighting because of one of his thoughts, and everything is alive because of one of his thoughts ...
It seems that he himself is the supreme deity of this world, the heavens and earth avenues, everything in the world, subject to his feet and sent.
This feeling was wonderful, and made him addicted, almost to a point where he couldn't help himself, and he didn't want to wake up.
However, even in this case, the lines on the inner wall of the nucleus of the nucleus turned out to be much clearer, just like a blade, which was slowly carved on the lines, making the lines more deep and obvious. The sound of that kind of sound is also clearer ...
"This……"
Wan Hongwen was dumbfounded, until Feng Hao drank four cups of drunk fairy dew in succession, he returned to the spirit, picked up the small jug on the stone table, felt its weight, and felt distressed. The old face was stunned, as if someone had digged a few pieces of meat from him, and he quickly put the jug into the ring.
This drunk fairy dew has a lot to come by, but it's not simple. It is made from the finest essence of Wudao tea, plus morning dew. One drop is at least quite the same as one or two Wudao teas. Wu Dao tea ... But now, Feng Hao has been drinking three or four cups. Ask him how he can not feel heartache.
This pot of drunk fairy dew, but his treasure for thousands of years, at this time, he also expected that Feng Hao would come to find him, so he took it out, otherwise, usually only when the retreat, he would drink a few drop.
These cups passed, but that's what he saved for hundreds of years.
"What the is this kid?"
For a long time, Wan Hongwen converged his emotions and set his gaze on Feng Hao, who was integrated into the heavens and the earth. The eyes suddenly condensed, as if he wanted to see him through and explore.
However, in front of him, there was a mass of nothingness, like air, nothing at all ...
"What the is going on and why is this happening."
Wan Hongwen can also be regarded as well-informed, but he cannot explain or find the answer to the phenomenon in front of him.
In this case, not to mention he has not seen it, even in ancient books, there seems to be no such record.
The role of Zui Xianlu is very clear, even if he is of this level, it is also helpful to Wudao, and can quickly enter the state of Wudao ...
If it is Wu Dao, shouldn't Feng Hao be practicing Lei Ji together.
He didn't quite understand why these strange things happened to Feng Hao.
"How many secrets are there in this kid."
Wan Hongwen's eyes flashed into a daze, and he thought again. When the new Taibei left the court, the guardian transmitted a voice to him, so that he could fully meet any requirements of Fenghao.
Although Feng Hao has performed very well, it is indeed a genius rarely seen for thousands of years, but there is absolutely only one kind of person in the imperial palace who has this privilege, that is, the master of virtual martial arts.
In other words, Feng Hao's status is now a level of treatment with the Lord of Virtual Martial Arts in the Imperial Palace.
Wan Hongwen thought a lot and vaguely guessed some clues, but he was not sure.
Looking at Feng Hao, his mind has drifted away ...
After a while, the feeling faded again. Feng Hao opened his drunk eyes and made a catch on his own line, but he grabbed a handful of air, and even several times, there was no result. He worked hard. When I opened my eyes, I found that there were nothing on the stone table except for the two white jade wine glasses. The gaze was on the wine glass in front of Wan Hongwen ...
Inside, there were more than half a cup of crystal-like agar slurry like Ruo Chenlu, and the fragrant smell made him swallow his throat, and Wan Hongwen, who was directly frightened, drank the drunk fairy dew in the cup.
This drunk fairy dew is not so digestible. I thought that the first-order Fenghao of Fengsheng could drink a small sip. He put out a pot of it, but he showed it. Who knows that he lost blood and suffered heavy losses? .
"This guy, isn't it really a monster."
Looking at his weird gaze, Feng Hao also looked back a little, seemingly to feel his own gaffe, and his face was a little awkward.
"Boy is rude."
There is no doubt that this drunk fairy dew is absolutely extraordinary. Although he doesn't know the reason, what can be valued by the director of Wan Jiuwen's Tianjiyuan can be anything.
However, the feeling of unity with heaven and earth disappeared, but it made Feng Hao feel a little lost, and she sighed slightly, and she was also interested in this drunk fairy.
Because he felt that this drunk fairy dew should have a great effect on him.
So he asked Wan Hongwen directly, "Dean, what is this drunk fairy dew?"
"What do you say."
Wan Hongwen was a bit angry and gave him a glance.
He was in pain, his heart was so painful that he wasted a few cups. He knew why he had to show it.
He painfully wanted to commit suicide and hit a wall.
"Uh……"
With such a stare, Feng Hao smiled and said, "I don't know, I want the dean to tell me."
He really wanted to get drunk fairy dew after the fact, which would help Wu Dao a lot.
"Humph."
Wan Hongwen snorted a little, and restored the true color, quite proudly, "Drunk Xianlu is made from the essence of Wudao tea and made with morning dew. Even if it is ordinary, it is much better than the best. Reliquary can be met but not sought ... and my drunk fairy dew is the best, a drop can be compared to the same best relic. "
He said later that his tone was aggravated, and he seemed to intentionally remind someone to swallow hundreds of superb relics in one breath.
He doesn't have this courage.
"This……"
Hearing this, Feng Hao was really shocked and speechless.
This drunk fairy dew is not really precious,
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