Chapter 78 Breakthrough after being drunk for five hundred years
Chapter 78: Five hundred years of drunkenness, another breakthrough in wine
"Great witch, please!"
Wu Yang did it first as a sign of respect. After drinking a bowl of fine wine, Wu Yang's eyes widened immediately.
This immortal wine contains abundant spiritual energy. After one gulp, it is refreshing and refreshing. At the same time, a wave of alcohol rushes straight to the forehead. Even Wu Yang, a true immortal, suddenly feels that his soul is rippling and he has a feeling of being in a state of ecstasy.
“Good wine!”
Wu Yang couldn't help but praise him, he was already drunk when he spoke.
Uncle Feng stroked his beard and smiled, and drank it all in one gulp proudly.
"It seems that brothers are also happy drinkers. Let's have another bowl."
Feng Bo's face became rosy and his smile became more intense. He poured wine for Wu Yang again.
After changing glasses and drinking for three rounds, the two of them became more and more familiar with each other. They no longer had the formal politeness before, and their conversations were quite close.
"Brother, your fairy wine is really good. After a few bowls, I became a little drunk."
Feng Bo smiled from ear to ear. Not only did he get Wu Jia this time, but he also got closer to Wu Yang. If Wu Yang could forge a higher level Wu Bao in the future, it would be easier for him to exchange with him.
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On this day, the sun was shining brightly, the breeze was gentle, and a gust of spiritual wind passed through the hall, blowing in the Fengbo Hall.
Uncle Feng, who was lying on the stone table, cheered, raised his arms high and stretched out happily.
The attendants did not dare to disturb them and had to let them sleep in the stone palace.
At this time, the Blood Centipede on the cloud finally saw an opportunity. Seeing Wu Yang leaving the tribe and walking away, the Blood Centipede immediately summoned his subordinates to surround and kill him.
Wu Yang's compliment made Feng Bo's smile grow wider.
When Feng Bo heard this, he put on the Five Lights Hanming Armor on his body. The armor turned into a mysterious light and instantly enveloped Feng Bo's upper body, leaving only his arms and head exposed.
"You guys hide your aura and follow me to destroy Wu Yang!"
Immortal wine can not only intoxicate immortals, but also greatly help Wu Yang's cultivation.
After Feng Bo and Wu Yang left the tribe for some distance, they found a hilltop and started practicing here.
On the top of the mountain, Feng Bo casually made a move, and both the wind-calling wheel and the wind-calling feather fan appeared in his hand, and the five-light cold underworld armor was worn on his body.
The two looked at each other and laughed a little.
"Hahaha, then congratulations, brother, for your breakthrough in strength. Good wine should be drunk with people who love wine. There is no need to be polite to me, brother."
Wu Yang looked at the magical power of Feng Bo, his eyes full of admiration.
He drank this jar of immortal wine, and at this moment, the blood in his body was rushing like thousands of troops roaring, and the sound of thunder continued for a long time.
"Since I already have the witch armor, why don't you try it on? If there is anything that doesn't suit you, you can tell me in time."
"Hahaha, brother Wu Yang, I only had attack spirit treasures before, but now I have the Five Lights Hanming Armor, which can make up for the shortcomings of insufficient defense. This will greatly increase my strength in battle."
The blood in Wu Yang's body was surging. The spiritual wine contained too much spiritual energy, and every drop was enough to speed up the flow of Wu Yang's blood.
At this moment, he was holding a wine bowl in one hand and a leg of lamb in the other. This golden fairy-level leg of lamb was simply roasted and supplemented with natural seasonings. It tasted extremely delicious.
After the two demonstrated outside the tribe, they got up and left, returning to the tribe.
Uncle Feng was obviously very happy, and Wu Yang was also in a good mood at the moment.
"Happy!"
Wu Yang thanked him again and again, and after the two had a long chat, he suggested:
Blood Centipede was extremely excited. He led many of his subordinates to hide their traces and followed Wu Yang and Wu Yang high in the sky.
Although the witchcraft treasure he sacrificed was extraordinary, compared with this kind of top-grade innate witchcraft treasure, the gap was not even a point or two.
Blood Centipede suppressed the urge to take action immediately and continued to secretly observe the movements of Wu Yang and Feng Bo.
"Brother, after drinking this time, my cultivation has reached the level of perfection in the True Immortal Realm. It seems that your Immortal Brew is truly the best."
I saw Feng Bo stimulating the power of Qi and blood, and the wind-whispering wheel suddenly turned into a thousand-foot wind dragon. Feng Bo jumped up and stood on the back of the wind dragon. The wind dragon roared for thousands of miles, with extremely fast speed, like a violent wind and lightning.
Gone without a trace.
"It's been a dream for five hundred years, and it's such a joy to drink with my brothers!"
Uncle Feng held the wine bowl and persuaded him to drink again. At this moment, he was also very drunk.
"Boom!"
There were bursts of explosions, and the violent power was fully revealed between heaven and earth.
If the other party has such means, it can indeed be said that it can move mountains and reclaim seas, destroying heaven and earth.
"This place is too close to the Wu tribe. If we take action rashly, I'm afraid there will be no chance to destroy Wu Yang. The strength of Uncle Feng is also not bad. Wait a minute."
Feng Bo obviously also intended to show off his strength in front of Wu Yang. He waved the wind-feathering fan in his right hand, and the power of Xunfeng suddenly burst out. The strong winds blew away the sun and the moon, and the surrounding areas were in a daze.
"The great shaman has unparalleled magical powers, and his power participates in creation!"
It was obvious that he was sincerely entertaining the distinguished guests and did not use his own strength to resolve the hangover. With his white hair and white beard and rosy face, he seemed to have a strange and extraordinary feeling of immortality.
Feng Bo opened his invitation, and Wu Yang was naturally embarrassed to refuse. The two of them left the tribe and went outside to demonstrate the power of the magic weapon.
When it came to drinking, Uncle Feng was not stingy at all. He drank the wine dry and kept urging him to drink.
"Thanks for your appreciation, brothers, let's have a drink together!"
An ancient sacred mountain in the distance rose instantly from the ground, was blown into several pieces by the strong wind, and quickly crashed into the distance under the threat of strong wind.
Feng Bo woke up, and his movements also woke up Wu Yang. Wu Yang also raised his head from the stone table. His sleepy eyes suddenly woke up when he saw Feng Bo coming into view.
This is Wu Yang's first time to drink fairy wine. It tastes sweet and dry. It is indeed the best fairy wine.
Uncle Feng waved his hands, with a smile on his face.
When Wu Yang saw the thousand-foot wind dragon, a look of envy suddenly appeared in his eyes.
At some point, they drank up a jar of fine wine, and the two fell asleep beside the stone table.
Wu Yang clasped his fists in thanks. When he sobered up, he realized that his cultivation level had broken through again and he had reached the perfection of the true fairyland.
"Brother Wu Yang, I have nothing to do. How about we go outside together to test the power of the treasure armor?"
This spiritual treasure can not only defend against enemy attacks, but also increase the power of the magical power of wind used by Feng Bo. It can be said that it perfectly combines defense and offense, and its effect is very extraordinary.
This drunkenness lasted five hundred years.
The two of them also ate a lot of the fairy fruit on the table. The cups and plates were messy, but they made them even closer.
Before coming here, Wu Yang never expected that after a meal of wine, his cultivation level would break through. This also made him realize again that the immortal wine that Uncle Feng brought out was extraordinary.
Blood Centipede had been observing secretly. He originally planned to wait for Wu Yang and Feng Bo to go far away before taking action, but now he saw that they had stopped and showed no intention of continuing to go away. This made Blood Centipede suddenly in trouble.
Wu Yang said goodbye to Uncle Feng and turned back to his own temple.
Outside the tribe, Blood Centipede was trembling with anger. He had been squatting hard for so many years, but he didn't even have a chance to catch Wu Yang.
Having just witnessed Feng Bo's power, he didn't dare to take action at will.
The two top-grade innate spiritual treasures in the hands of Uncle Feng made Blood Centipede extremely envious. Unfortunately, he was no match for Uncle Feng, and he had no guts to fight out to seize the treasures.