Chapter 193 The Real Trump Card

In a dark and gloomy desolate forest.

Yang Che was quickly setting up a formation on a clearing.

This time, he integrated all sixty-seven sky thunder beads into the formation.

Then, he buried the "Feiyin" underground again.

Then he went underground again and sat cross-legged.

At this time, he looked calm and composed.

With a move of his palm, a purple gourd with golden patterns on it appeared in his hand.

It was the purple gold gourd given to him by the old ancestor of Jian Sifeng.

The "wine" in this gourd was his real trump card.

When the old ancestor gave him this wine, he also specifically reminded him that if he encountered a critical moment and his life was at stake, he could only drink a small sip at a time and never drink more.

At that time, Yang Che was still complaining in his heart, thinking that the old man was stingy.

But later, after Tianxie Ziyin tasted it, his expression changed immediately.

Then he stared at the wine in the gourd and studied it for a long time.

Finally, Tianxie Ziyin told him solemnly that it was best not to drink this wine easily.

Yang Che was naturally confused.

So when he asked, Tianxie Ziyin told him that there were two main ingredients for brewing this wine.

One was the extremely rare and precious 'Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk'.

The other was the extremely weird 'Heavenly Soul Drunk'.

Even Tianxie Ziyin found it incredible that these two ingredients could be used to brew special wine.

And the spiritual energy in this large area of ​​​​the cultivation realm where the Wuyin Realm is located has long been extremely thin. It is impossible to produce a spiritual liquid like the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk that is against the sky in the world.

This kind of heaven-defying spiritual liquid is said to be completely restored automatically by cultivators below the God Transformation Stage as long as they drink a sip.

This kind of heaven-defying thing is rare even in ancient times.

Not to mention that the spiritual energy is scarce and thin now, this kind of Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk should not appear at all.

Besides, the ‘Heavenly Soul Drunk’ is a ‘divine object’ that almost only exists in legends. If you smell it, you will be killed.

And the wine brewed by mixing these two together is unheard of and unseen even by Tianxie Ziyin from ancient times.

Obviously, the ‘Heavenly Soul Drunk’ brewed into wine has been diluted.

Or more precisely, it has been transformed.

But even so, after drinking a sip of this wine, people will still be intoxicated and feel like they are floating in the air.

Over time, they will become dependent on it and can no longer live without it.

However, because of the existence of the Ten Thousand Years Spirit Milk, a small sip of this wine will greatly restore the mana in the body.

However, this ‘drinking capacity’ is extremely difficult to control.

Once you drink too much, not only will there be a risk of excessive spiritual energy being rushed into the body, but also because of inhaling a little more ‘Heavenly Soul Drunk’, it is very likely that you will lose your nature, fall into madness, or even fall into a deep sleep.

In short, although this wine is good, the side effects are also very strong.

Especially long-term drinking, once it becomes dependent, it may be very difficult to quit.

Yang Che withdrew his thoughts and carefully looked at the purple gold wine gourd for a long time.

Then he pulled out the cork, drank a small sip, and then quickly and carefully plugged the wine gourd.

The sweet wine spread into his limbs and bones.

It was warm and comfortable.

Most of the mana in his body was quickly restored.

Yang Che was happy, but immediately he felt dizzy.

He shook his head hard, but still found that he was a little "high".

Especially his eyes felt a little burning.

At this moment, a red light suddenly broke through the mud and shone directly at him.

Yang Che seemed to be dominated by an inexplicable "excitement", and he got out of the ground in an instant.

The red-robed youth, Mo Shaotian, was about to say something, but Yang Che directly activated 360 flying fire needles, which immediately merged into one and stabbed at Mo Shaotian fiercely.

"Hmph, a waste of effort."

Mo Shaotian sneered, and the 'body-protecting spiritual light' appeared on his body in an instant.

The flying fire needles pierced the spiritual light wall, and it seemed that it was just like last time, and it was impossible to pierce it.

But Yang Che had already taken a big sip of the 'wine' in the purple gold gourd at the moment when the flying fire needles were activated.

A feeling of bloating made Yang Che unable to help but howl to the sky.

Then, driven by magic power, the flying fire needles went straight in, piercing a small hole in Mo Shaotian's body-protecting spiritual light.

Then, densely packed winged fire dragonflies flew out strangely, quickly drilled into the small hole, and pounced on the 'ancient mirror' in his hand.

Mo Shaotian immediately understood Yang Che's intention.

While he admired Yang Che, he still laughed at Yang Che for wasting his efforts.

Mo Shaotian was about to take back the 'ancient mirror'.

But in an instant, he felt something was wrong.

A strange tall ancient blood corpse suddenly appeared behind him, holding a red broken bottle, spraying red light, and sucking his 'ancient mirror' tightly.

He didn't even put the 'ancient mirror' into the storage bag in the first place.

This was unprecedented.

"Ancient treasure!"

Mo Shaotian immediately recognized the red broken bottle in the hands of the ancient blood corpse, which was actually a real 'ancient treasure'.

Angry Mo Shaotian immediately pointed at the ancient blood corpse.

A 'wind gun' was almost extremely fast, and it pierced the ancient blood corpse and penetrated it in the blink of an eye.

Blood spurted, but the ancient blood corpse seemed to be unaffected at all, still holding the red broken bottle of ancient treasure aimed at the ancient mirror tightly.

At this moment, the dense winged fire dragonflies completely covered the "ancient mirror".

"Humph, these insects can't destroy my "soul-reflecting mirror".

As soon as Mo Shaotian said this proudly.

Yang Che suddenly sprayed a large mouthful of wine on the "Fei Yin".

Fei Yin turned into a long snake, and the transparent silk thread on it quickly passed the wine to the group of winged fire dragonflies.

The winged fire dragonflies immediately became a little irritable and gnawed the "soul-reflecting mirror" more frantically.

Soon, there was a click.

The soul-reflecting mirror was gnawed by these strange insects to create a big gap, and then the mirror surface was completely gnawed away.

Mo Shaotian was slightly stunned, a little bit unbelievable, all this in front of him, can be done by a junior in the early stage of Jindan?

Just as Mo Shaotian was about to kill, Yang Che had already taken back the Ancient Blood Corpse and the Broken Bottle, as well as Feiyin and the Winged Fire Dragonfly that had made great contributions, and turned to activate the formation that contained the sixty-seven Heavenly Thunder Beads.

Amidst the thunderous roar.

Mo Shaotian kept cursing.

But Yang Che had disappeared without a trace.

…

More than a month later.

An ordinary young man who looked a little ‘crazy’ and whose cultivation was at the peak of the foundation building appeared in the Dark Abyss City.

This young man was taciturn, with slightly messy long hair that covered his eyes a little.

These days, he has been living in the ‘slums’ in the north of the city, which is where the scattered cultivators live.

He sleeps during the day and ‘disappears’ strangely at night.

This ordinary young man is none other than Yang Che.

That day, after he destroyed the ancient mirror in Mo Shaotian’s hand, he took advantage of the fact that Mo Shaotian was blocked by the explosion of the sixty-seven Heavenly Thunder Beads, and at all costs, he teleported away continuously and completely got rid of Mo Shaotian.

After that, he hid at the foot of the mountain for more than half a month, and then took advantage of the darkness to perform the magic of invisibility to show his cultivation at the peak of the foundation-building period and enter the Dark Abyss City.

In the past few days, in addition to inquiring about the news of the master-level talisman maker, Yang Che also visited several markets in the city, trying to find a way to completely eliminate the "side effects" of excessive drinking in his body.

Yang Che was grateful to the old man for saving his life with this magical wine, but at the same time he was complaining about what kind of wine the old man's wine was, and the side effects were too great.

Until now, Yang Che still felt a little dizzy.

What's worse is that he couldn't help wanting to drink the wine in the purple gold gourd several times.

Although he managed to restrain himself in the end, it was getting more and more dangerous.

He felt that he was about to lose control of his desire to "drink" crazily.