Zhang Xuezhou has seen the dark night, but he has never seen the late night.
Sitting outside the brewery, Zhang Xuezhou looked up at the sky.
It was endless darkness, with a few stars trying their best to shine with faint brilliance, but they didn't illuminate any part of the sky. Instead, it looked even deeper and more unpredictable.
His current time has been confused.
Being used by the master of the secret place to use his body to fight, Zhang Xuezhou has not returned to reality for several days.
If he hadn't known that he had been forcibly pulled over, Zhang Xuezhou would have almost suspected that he was dead in the real world.
In the past, he had a lot of doubts about his own kind of shuttle, and there was also fear in it. He was worried about what would happen to the other party if one of them died.
Now, Zhang Xuezhou has a preliminary understanding of this situation.
He also noticed the clues of his shuttle, and also knew the height he had to reach at least.
That might be the beginning of him unraveling his own mystery.
When the emperor was hesitating, he heard a female official wearing a formation sign hurriedly coming from a distance. There were still dozens of meters away, and the other party panted and passed the message.
After the emperor's death, the Golden Crow Emperor found it difficult to understand the changes in the emperor's state in recent days.
Zhang Xuezhou had not seen the owner of the secret place for several days. Every day, the black bird dropped food at the door of the brewery to prevent him from starving to death.
This is even the practice of a young monk. The other person does not yet belong to heaven, but is just an outside explorer.
The emperor does not expect the Golden Crow Emperor to understand the divine consciousness strengthening spell, nor does he expect the other party to discover the difference between Zhang Xuezhou and the young monks of the same level.
For Zhang Xuezhou, the owner of every secret place and holy place is undoubtedly the strongest person in his mind.
These people are extremely powerful and possess unpredictable skills.
"A little bit," the empress said angrily: "It's just a little bit to spend hundreds of years in drunkenness."
"Your Majesty, I would like to ask you to return to the palace!"
"If I brought that piece of Luo Ying Jade for you to perceive, I'm afraid it would be difficult to hear His Majesty's true words!"
"Haotian, who do you think is crazy?"
"Well, Haotian, you used to be drunk on wine, but now you still hide your beauty. No wonder you don't even go back to the palace!"
"You don't understand his practice!"
But the emperor couldn't help but suspect that his mother-in-law would really do such a thing when she was crazy. Once the confrontation broke out, there was nothing he could do to stop it.
The emperor angrily rebuked the empress for not following the rules, and his body immediately fell into numbness as Zhu Chai struck his body.
The woman's face is lined with peach petals, her hair is piled with golden phoenix silk, her autumn waves are enchanting, and her spring bamboo shoots are slender and enchanting. She looks graceful and luxurious, and has nothing to do with madness.
"The empress said that you have been playing in the ruins for seven days. If you don't return to the palace, she will take her people to the fairy court," the female official reported back.
From an idle worker, Zhang Xuezhou was passively involved in various incidents, and then under the influence of Wuchao, he wanted to become a leader among young people.
But he knew the importance but found it difficult to figure out the practice, which gave him a headache.
In today's brewery, the most important thing is not the brewery and the two bottles of Jiuzhen wine, but the little monk trapped by the formation.
But as the things he encountered continued to change, he undoubtedly set his sights higher.
"My brewery!"
But after bowing slightly to salute the emperor, the woman's eyes immediately became a bit evil, and a red hairpin was taken out from the top of her hair.
Time has entered the seventh day, and the Jiuzhen wine placed in the precious jade bottle has been successfully cultivated, turning the strong medicinal properties in the fruit wine into a softer one, making it more bearable for the body.
"At least be like the master of Kunlun Ruins!"
"If you beat me, you know that if you beat Immortal Court, you will only threaten me with bringing people to death with you!"
"absurd!"
"Madam, a gentleman always talks but never strikes," the emperor said anxiously: "Don't hit people easily!"
When the emperor was angry and wanted to use the Ruyi Zhu Chai again, he heard the emperor's anxious shouting and the Zhu Chai in his hand loosened.
This method of persuading him to return to the palace is better than anything else.
"You shrew, you never used to start with your head!"
"Wait, my people!"
The Lord of Xieluochuan Holy Land, the Dao Lord of Yiji River Holy Land, the secret master of Kunlun Ruins, or Emperor Jing, or the two leaders of the Western Sect whose names are only heard.
The emperor's mouth only hardened for three seconds, and then it started to float in the wind.
He looked at Zhang Xuezhou and recited the other person's spiritual awareness strengthening spell in his heart twice.
The wind and waves rolled down the woman's body and she fell to the ground.
As soon as the hairpin was drawn out, a blast of thunder resounded across the Kunlun Ruins, and red lightning immediately fell.
On weekdays, the emperor only cared about entertaining himself and making wine. He was reprimanded many times by the empress for not being able to make progress, and there were even fights between husband and wife.
"His practice is very interesting," the emperor said,
The emperor took a deep breath.
"If you're not just a guy who can be caught with one slap, what's the point of practicing this kind of thing?" The Golden Crow Emperor asked in confusion.
But he was very disappointed these days. Zhang Xuezhou had practiced a lot, but he had not practiced the set of spiritual consciousness strengthening spells mentioned.
"We'll deal with that crazy bitch first," the emperor said dully.
The emperor shouted, and the Golden Crow Emperor shouted, "It's over, it's over."
Once the smell of Jiuzhen wine, like rotten flesh, subsides, will he have a showdown with the opponent or turn into a Buddha and send the opponent out of Kunlun Mountain?
The more he recited and thought about it, the more the emperor could see the importance of this spiritual consciousness strengthening spell.
It is rare for the Golden Crow Emperor to see the emperor being interested in other things, especially cultivation.
The emperor looked angry and threw the Zhu Chai at the brewery, hitting the emperor's head directly.
If he hadn't tested the other party's spiritual consciousness and determined that the other party's spiritual consciousness was much stronger than those of practitioners at the same level, the emperor would have even doubted whether Zhang Xuezhou had practiced the spiritual consciousness strengthening spell.
The emperor was furious, her face flushed with anger.
"What if he makes wine? Do I still have to hold him captive?"
"Why don't you take a look at Jiuzhen Wine first?" asked the Golden Crow Emperor.
"Emperor, isn't this kid just good at talking about making wine? Why do you pay attention to his practice?"
He hopes that one day he will be able to be high and high, without having to be controlled by others about his life or death, and without having to be tossed back and forth in his destiny, making it difficult for him to even take good care of his own family.
She is obviously the crazy woman mentioned by the emperor, and she is also the empress of heaven.
"Do you really have to wait until you drink Jiuzhen wine before practicing? But you will become intoxicated after taking Jiuzhen wine. Did you go there before practicing?"
The magic power in the emperor's hand surged, and the silver thunder struck first, entangling and consuming the red lightning, and he suddenly remembered the spiritual consciousness strengthening spell.
No matter which choice he made, the emperor felt bad.
But even though he was beaten by the empress until the crown of his hair was crooked, the emperor's little hobby remained unchanged.
He tried his best to avoid the conflict between Heaven and Immortal Court, and played a bad role in Heaven, while the emperor and empress played a good role.
"Don't accuse me unjustly. I have no sex, I just made a little wine," the emperor said.
"What's the benefit of going back to the palace other than listening to her nagging?" The emperor said impatiently: "She nags her all day long, which makes me upset. I'm not lusting after beauty outside, I'm just in love with a few glasses of wine. Isn't this okay?
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"I'm going to destroy your brewery today and see how many times you can rebuild it!"
"Madam, why are you not wearing the Liufeng Jade Pendant I gave you today?" The emperor was stunned for a second, and then his face changed and he persuaded: "Without the Liufeng Jade Pendant, your beauty is like the bright moon without the stars.
The loneliest beauty in the world is left!"
While paying attention to Zhang Xuezhou's practice in the formation, the other party has never practiced the spiritual awareness strengthening spell.
"Control the body, practice the "Yin Yang Great Compassion Nine Heavens Mantra", and practice Yun Zhongzi's "Yun Zhongshu" that is neither human nor ghost!"
This also made him linger outside the brewery for a long time without ever entering.
Just as the emperor responded in a muffled voice, he saw a dignified and majestic woman walking in the wind towards Kunlun Ruins in the distance.
The emperor used to want to know the comparison between two bottles of Jiuzhen wine, but he doesn't want to reveal the answer now.
"Time flies by like a fleeting moment, it's not just a little bit," the emperor argued.
"It's ridiculous. As a king of a dynasty, you spend your days in drunkenness and sex, and you don't even look like a king at all," the empress scolded angrily.
When Zhang Xuezhou returned to the brewery after practicing, the emperor could not help but have some thoughts.
Across the clouds and mist, the emperor stood under the peach tree, watching everything about Zhang Xuezhou and feeling everything about Zhang Xuezhou.
"Is there anyone in there?"
She couldn't stop her anger, and the red hairpin in her hand turned into the size of a sword with a stroke.
He opened his eyes wide and cursed unwillingly. When he was hit with Zhu Chai again, the emperor's mouth also closed.
"I want to see what beautiful girls you have hiding in this brewery!"
The emperor angrily took back the Zhu Chai, then arranged her clothes and put on a beautiful jade very carefully.
After she was so radiant, she walked into the brewery with a serious look on her face.
She wanted to see which little vixen she lost to, with her first-class appearance, figure, and abilities.