My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

The car drove out of the street, out of the autonomous area, and out onto the wide avenue.

Holding the wine, Jiang Yang's face changed drastically at this time, as if he saw something terrible, showing surprise comparable to the spirit of the gods before.

I saw countless medicinal herbs and ants floating in this clear and transparent liquid wine bottle, but it gave him a sense of vigor and urgency, like countless martial arts masters hammering their energy and spirit together. bottle of wine...

Inside, there are countless fiery wills and beliefs in life!

In the wine bottle, there is a blend of jade liquid, flowers blooming, endless light, sorrow, joy, sorrow and anger...

The spirit of a civilization seems to be brewing in it!

Inside the glass wine bottle, it is like a sacred and majestic martial arts glazed palace, with countless martial arts heroes singing and humming!

This... this is not wine!

Jiang Yang couldn't help losing his voice, almost knocking over the wine in fright.

elder brother?

The little girl exclaimed, Could it be poison? There is something evil in the wine?

It's not poison, but this wine is not wine. Jiang Yang felt extremely strange for a moment, and couldn't find an adjective.

She looked at the wine, but felt that it was vaguely thick and weird, giving people the illusion of purity and vastness, but she couldn't really see anything.

Of course you can't see anything.

Only a great master who combines spirit, energy, and spirit can perceive the spirit and spirit of life, and can even barely see the light spots of souls floating around the dead.

Therefore, the spirit and soul of life, the mystical folk tales of ghosts and gods from various places since ancient times, in fact, most of us great masters walked and fought in the rivers and lakes, and they were misrepresented.

Jiang Yang said with a deep smile: Have you seen the stone tablet on the mountain behind our Miao Family Hall?

How could you not have seen it?

The little girl was sitting in the car, carefully playing with the gun in her hand, It is said that the stele was carved by our ancestors with their fingers, and it contains a powerful spirit and spirit. Many of our younger generations are engraved on the stele. In the boxing intention above, I realized a lot.

Even though the little girl answered in this way, she was still puzzled as to what the mystery of this wine was.

Jiang Yang smiled again: Have you ever seen the blood green sword that is rumored to be famous in the world?

The sword is in the Treasure Pavilion at home.

The little girl said with emotion: It was forged three hundred years ago by a martial arts craftsman in the Northwest. He was so obsessed with swords. As soon as he entered the melting furnace of rolling flames, he forged the sword with God and tempered it with his body. The sword still retains the spirit and spirit of a great master... To this day, holding the sword in his hand, he has a vague epiphany, which can be called a treasure.

This wine is also such a treasure!!

Jiang Yang burst out laughing boldly, and said: This wine is like that stone tablet, and also like that sword... It seems that there are countless masters who made wine together, and forged their own ideas into it! It has integrated their own backbone! Spirit !belief!

The little girl was stunned.

This... this is simply unbelievable.

His eyes were filled with emotion, as if a collector saw a treasure in the world, and his palms were constantly grinding, and he said softly: Integrating into a will is already difficult, and so many strong martial arts masters blend their own spirits in wine, but they are not in the wine. The collision was unbelievable.

How are these wills carried in the wine separately so that they don't conflict?

This is a treasure in the world, even surpassing the stele and the sword, it can be called... a hundred martial arts wine!

Hearing Jiang Yang's praise, the other two understood the horror.

It is already rare to integrate a spirit.

And the incorporation of countless martial arts spirits is simply inconceivable, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as ingenious.

Then let's not drink this wine, keep it as a family heirloom. The little girl looked happy.

No.

After careful observation, Jiang Yang showed regret again, and said with a wry smile: This is wine and food. Although I don't know how to integrate it, it is obvious that the energy and energy of each of them are gradually dissipating, just like the soul of the dead. Leave....

After seven or eight days of brewing, the spirit in this wine will be at its peak, and it will completely blend with the wine to form a variety of ideas. It is best to drink... The longer the time, the more the will will dissipate, and it will gradually become an ordinary medicinal wine.

This wine is simply a rare treasure in the world.

I don't know how to make it, with the will of countless martial arts masters, I don't know what method to use to inject the will of martial arts into the wine, so that it blends perfectly.

Hahahahaha!

As the car drifted away, Jiang Yang suddenly burst into laughter. The laughter became louder and more insane, like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, shaking countless wildernesses, startling many birds around, and scaring away many animals.

I will always know what the elders mean.

He was extremely happy, slowly turned around and bowed, saying:

This nameless Jianghu senior has a good intention. He knows that my road ahead is full of dangers. He has narrowly escaped death, so he broke my martial arts aura, and then gave this Baijia wine as a gift, so that I can regain my momentum and stand up after breaking.

In a trance, he saw the domineering figure full of the will of the emperor and the gods, with his eyes hanging high forever, slowly looking down at him.

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The world is so mysterious.

Jia Xia looked up to the sky full of hope, and sat on the throne with emotion.

I competed with that mysterious figure, but I didn't enjoy myself.

If you have a face-to-face competition, you must suppress him with your hands and teach others that there are others.

He felt a little lost and empty in his heart. The world was too narrow and small for him. After becoming invincible, there was nothing worth looking forward to. The outside world is really exciting... When will it really break through This side of the world, looking at the great world outside, what kind of bright scene.

God! Fallen!

Under the sacred mountain of Olin Miro, the mortals on the ground sang a sad song.

To them, the pharaohs were extremely lofty gods. Today they witnessed the battle of gods. The fall of the two most stalwart gods was enough to cause a huge impact on them.

Something vaguely took root in their hearts.

As the ants at the bottom of the slaves, several slaves secretly recorded new slates in their houses, Gods are extremely powerful, and gods are mortal...

The pharaohs stipulated that history cannot be recorded by the mortal world.

It is undoubtedly a felony for them to do so.

But... for hope.

A few thin centaur ants secretly hid the slate in the house. They knew that they would not be able to resist in this life, and left hope to the ignorant new life in the next era.

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Fu Qingjun poked his head out from the door, looking at the sausage mouth girl in front of him.

Fu, Brother Fu, you are really practicing, and your voice has returned to your childhood? Little Trumpet said in surprise.

This is a little secret between you and me, don't tell anyone else. Fu Qingjun said.

It's not that he doesn't want to say I love you so that it becomes a little secret between the two of them, but it is said that this person is a big speaker, and it would be terrible to spread it all over the world.

Don't worry, the little trumpet's mouth is the tightest. She nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

I practice Eight Desolation and Six Harmonies, I am the only one who respects me, and I have to rejuvenate every few years. Don't tell outsiders. Fu Qingjun said: I'm going to retreat, don't bother me.

Okay. The little trumpet heard that this is an incomparably powerful martial arts, and is it rejuvenated? Suddenly his mouth opened wide.