This is a gloomy and quiet, solemn and desolate mountain range, with a biting cold wind blowing all day long and cold air passing through the marrow.

This is the season when all things are revived in March, but the vibrant spring has not brought any spring to the mountains. Its mountain streams are still dry and its plants are still withered.

There are no birds singing and insects singing in the forest, no tigers running and wolf racing, and no one will travel here together.

The entire mountain range is lifeless, like the body of a mountain god. It stretches for thousands of miles, with a wall standing thousands of feet high, blocking the earth into two completely different worlds outside the mountain. People outside the mountain like to call it the Devil Mountain, and people in the mountain are used to call it Zhenyin Mountain.

Outside the mountain, no one ever thought of going into the mountain.

In the mountains, no one thinks of outside the mountains.

However, everything is always unexpected, so there are always exceptions.

On this day, a 14 or 15-year-old boy sneaked out from a tribe in the mountains...

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The Devil Mountains, which lie across the southern part of the China Continent, are an east-west mountain range that starts from the snowy plateau in the west and extends to the Mohai Plain in the east. On the foot of the mountain near the Mohai Plain, there is an abandoned pavilion. The pavilion is dilapidated, but the three words "Exile Pavilion" can be vaguely seen from the wooden plaque that is hanging on it and about to fall.

It is desolate and desolate, with dead leaves and branches everywhere. However, today's exile pavilion is extremely lively because the pavilion welcomes a group of uninvited guests.

There were about a hundred people, all wearing black armor, holding shields in their left hand and sword in their right hand. Chen circular array surrounded the exile pavilion, making it impossible to escape. The leader was about thirty-five years old, riding a white horse, wearing purple clothes, carrying a long sword, and looking straight into the exile pavilion.

Everyone carefully controlled their breath. They were nervous and were ready to face a fierce and bloodthirsty devil with their teeth and claws.

Of course there were no devils in the pavilion. But there was a golden gourd on the usual empty stone table. The gourd was as huge as an adult man. At first glance, it seemed like a fat Buddha was sitting cross-legged here, meditating and meditating.

Although the people outside the pavilion were strong and surrounded the gourd, they did not dare to act rashly, obviously because they were extremely afraid of the gourd.

The man in purple dress in the lead pointed to the gourd in the pavilion and cursed: "Zhuo Qianzi, I have always treated you well. Why did you privately steal the "Fashita" and do such a traitor?"

The gourd shook a few times and retorted: "I just acted as a chef in the Shangqing Sect and did not officially get into the master. How could I say a big rebellious thing? Li Hanguang, Li Hanguang, I advise you to take the 'Black Armor Guard' back to patrol the mountain as soon as possible. If a strong enemy takes the opportunity to break into the mountain and invade the country, you will be very guilty." The gourd's voice seemed to be coming out of the belly, but it sounded strong and clear, and could echo in the mountains for a long time.

Li Hanguang snorted coldly: "My sin will be greater if I lose the magic thorn. I advise you to surrender, otherwise the sword will not be able to leave you with all your corpses."

Hulu said with a tsk, "All we know each other at least, why are we so angry? Why not do you do this? Give me some face and come and have a drink with me. I will give you a face and give you a sting. How about it?" As he finished speaking, the cork in the spout popped up with a thunderbolt, and the aroma of wine immediately overflowed.

Li Hanguang was about to agree, but someone next to him reminded him: "Senior brother must not be fooled. We are banned from drinking less desires, and if you drink a little, you will get drunk. Maybe he wants to get you drunk and then wait for an opportunity to escape."

Li Hanguang frowned slightly, but heard the gourd laughing and said, "Li Hanguang, if you don't have the courage, just call someone to drink with me, and I will still return it to you as promised."

The words were full of ridicule and mocking. Li Hanguang knew that this was Zhuo Crazy's provocation method. He endured his temper and did not respond. At the same time, he gave a wink to several junior brothers who had the best drinking capacity and signaled them to find out.

A total of five people left the line and walked towards the pavilion cautiously. Unexpectedly, they suddenly stopped halfway, as if they were blindly hitting a wall, and no matter how hard they tried, they could never take a step forward.

One of them shouted: "Senior Brother, this is the secret technique of our Shangqing School, "Invisible Qi Shield". How could Zhuo Crazy Zi be?"

Li Hanguang angrily pulled out the sword and said, "Crazy Zhuo, I want to see what tricks you are playing!" As he spoke, the sword came out of his hand and hit the invisible Qi shield. The white light was full of energy, dazzling.

The two airflows compete with each other.

Li Hanguang used all his strength and finally made the sword move in inch by inch. He suddenly passed through the pavilion like a meteor, as if a hole had already emerged in the invisible shield. The five junior brothers had successfully entered the pavilion. Unexpectedly, as soon as they approached the gourd, they were all lying on the stone table before they sat firmly, unconscious. Everyone outside the pavilion saw that the senior brother's strength was superior, and they were about to applaud, but they knew that the situation changed drastically and could not help but look at each other.

Li Hanguang's face also changed drastically and said, "Crazy Zhuo, what magic did you use?"

The golden gourd smiled happily and said, "What kind of magic is there? It's just that the prince is incompetent. He gets drunk when he smells the fragrance of my wine. To be honest, this wine was made by me in Shangqing Mountain. It took three years and six months to brew it. The wine is extremely strong, and no one can afford it."

Li Hanguang was about to speak, but suddenly felt dizzy and said in his heart that he was not good: he was just competing with Zhuo Crazy, but forgot to beware of the smell of alcohol, which made him drunk. He looked at the black armored guards around him, all of whom were flushed, frivolous, unstable, and some of them could not even hold their weapons, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Li Hanguang quickly reminded everyone that their luck would resist the fragrance of wine, but they would use their own strength. In this way, they would lose their combat power in a short period of time.

"You are so despicable!" Li Hanguang cursed, but he was very guilty in his heart. He had already been wary of Zhuo Crazy, and even the "Detoxification Pill" had been asked to take it early in the morning. Unexpectedly, Zhuo Crazy's back was not poisoned but drunk. Although he had profound cultivation and had a strong sense of knowledge, he had never heard of such a strong wine that could be drunk when he smelled, and he could not think of a solution for a while.

"If I hadn't thought that I was treating me well in Shangqing, you would still want to go back alive today?" At this time, the golden gourd twisted proudly, and then flipped off a somersault on the stone table. Its tone was arrogant at first, but it became lonely behind it, saying, "The sun and the moon in the pot are close, and the smoke outside the island is clear. I am lonely, who will drink with me? There is no one here to drink with me. Everyone, I will leave later!" The golden gourd jumped in place, and the cork that had been opened before was covered with tight slits, obviously preparing to pat my butt and leave.

Everyone was frustrated. Li Hanguang also looked ashamed. If he hadn't been entrusted with the Tao of Zhuo Crazy, how could he have been the turn of clamoring?

"Hey, don't leave, and I, I, I haven't drunk yet!"

At this moment, a cheerful and bright sound suddenly sounded from the mountains. At first glance, it sounded like it was coming from the distant sky.

When Li Hanguang and others looked in the sound, they saw a whirlwind carrying the dead leaves all over the sky, and the stars swept through the mountain like a moon. When they got closer, they saw clearly that it was a sweaty boy running towards the pavilion panting.

The boy was only fourteen or fifteen years old, with a thin body, thin face, and extremely weak appearance, but he ran very fast. Perhaps because of his rushing all the way, he was unkempt and barefoot at this moment, and he had no decent clothes on his body, but had a few ragged strips of cloth hanging, which could not cover his skinny bronze body.

The boy jumped into the pavilion as if no one was around, pulled open the wooden plug of the golden gourd, and raised the entire huge gourd over the top without saying a word, and then he drank it gurglingly to the spout of the pot.

This booming drink was so dark that the young man remained unchanged for half an hour. It was not until he drank the wine in the gourd that he shook the gourd up and down for a while, and stretched out his tongue to drink the last few drops.

He reluctantly put the gourd back to the stone table, looked at Li Hanguang and others with a look of anticipation, "This fruit milk is really delicious. Is there any?"

Seeing the boy drinking all the strong wine without blushing and breathing, Li Hanguang and his friends were already dumbfounded and didn't know how to respond for a while. You should know that the golden gourd itself weighs more than 100 kilograms, and it is full of wine and some unknown things, which weighs about three or four hundred kilograms. But the boy lifted the gourd lightly with the power of his body and maintained it for half an hour. Apart from "natural divine power", there is no second explanation? What's even more amazing is that the fruit wine of this crazy man is extremely strong, and the aroma of the wine can intoxicate, let alone the spirit itself? But in the boy's mouth, it turned out to be a delicious "fruit milk", as if it was not at all wine. Such a contrast is really incredible.

"It seems that there is no second pot." Seeing that Li Hanguang and others did not respond, the young man sighed in distress, then raised the gourd, aimed his eyes at the spout, and shook unwillingly again.

"Thumb, I'll drink a drop of it, and I'm still shaking a lot!" Jin Hulu suddenly spoke and shouted angrily, "Where did the naughty child come from? I'm dizzy and looking for death!"

The boy was shocked when he spoke, and he loosened his arms and the gourd fell to the ground with a "bloomy".

Fortunately, he recognized the voice, calmed down and said, "So it was you who was talking just now? But you are a gourd and have no mouth, so how can you speak?"

The golden gourd was thrown by the boy and screamed. Just as he was about to make a sound, Li Hanguang outside the pavilion had already taken the lead and said, "Zhuo Caizi, I have invited someone to drink with you. You should keep your word and return the Dharma Sect to me, right?" He also had an idea and thought of the strategy: suddenly such a person came out of the way, and even if he couldn't figure out the origin of the boy, Zhuo Caizi was even more impossible to know. So he took advantage of the situation and used it to force Zhuo Caizi to surrender.

The golden gourd squeaked a few times, and finally gave in and said, "Stop it, I always say it, I will be convinced. I will give you this broken thing!"
Chapter completed!