I smiled and opened the seal, then picked up the wine jar, poured out the offerings on the table, and poured a full bowl directly for the statue.
"Dry!"
I laughed bitterly and took a big gulp of the bitter wine brewed by someone.
This wine is really bitter, as if it was made from ten pounds of coptis juice.
"I don't know who you are, but I know you must be lonely too..."
I have never drank alcohol, so I can't say I have a good drinking capacity. However, after this thing entered my throat, the whole world did not seem so cold.
"Why? Why was I born without parents? Why was I born a lone star?"
My tears finally couldn't help but fall down, drop by drop, falling into the wine jar.
I stood up silently, grabbed the wine bowl in front of the statue, and poured the bowl of wine onto the statue's frame with a smile.
"Dry!"
I filled the bowl again, then picked up the wine jar and took a big gulp.
"Dry!"
The drunkenness began to well up, and ghost images began to appear in front of my eyes.
However, I still struggled to get up, smiled and poured the bowl of wine on the statue's skeleton.
I don’t remember how many times I did such boring things, but after the jar of wine was finished, I suddenly felt a pain in my stomach.
Immediately afterwards, the severe pain suddenly made me break out in a cold sweat.
The drunkenness in my body immediately dissipated, and I was stunned. Could it be that the old woman had poisoned the wine?
When I thought of this, I quickly struggled to get up, and then looked at the bone statue.
Only then did I realize that there was really no drop of wine on the table of the bone statue.
All the wine I poured on it was actually absorbed by these white bones!
Looking at those smooth and jade-like bones, I suddenly felt a numbness in my scalp.
The pain in my stomach became more and more intense, and I had no choice but to sit down cross-legged and try to use the Daoyin technique I had practiced to resolve the things I drank into my stomach.
This is true self-imposed cocooning, and I really regret it now.
I know that this damn old woman is not a good person, but I still dare to drink what she left behind.
However, it was too late to regret it now. Just when I started practicing according to the guidance technique, I suddenly discovered.
The liquor that was constantly churning in his stomach seemed to suddenly turn into a huge airflow like a gasoline barrel being ignited.
Finally, like a wild horse running wild, it began to run wildly through my meridians.
"puff--"
This thing was so violent that I had no time to control it and was so shocked that I spit out a stream of blood.
However, even so, this thing still refused to let me go.
I couldn't help but smile bitterly, thinking that I had really wronged this old woman this time.
This thing is really a rare good thing, but the problem is that my cultivation is too shallow.
And this true energy was so powerful that I was like that little grass snake that swallowed an elephant.
There is absolutely no way to fight against this thing now. My Daoyin technique was originally a step-by-step and steady technique.
This is the most orthodox Taoist practice, and every bit of it is practiced by oneself.
Therefore, there is no such thing as going crazy, and except when you break through the realm, you can stop at any time without backlash on yourself.
However, the only problem is that this technique is really slow to advance, and there is no shortcut at all.
Even if you take drugs, the effects are really limited.
After all, even if it is forced into your stomach, you can only absorb what you can absorb.
As for the others, they can only wait to dissipate slowly or accumulate in the body.
It would be nothing if it were ordinary Taoist elixirs. After all, the most important thing in Taoist medicines is balance. Even if they cannot be absorbed, at most they can cultivate their own bodies.
But unfortunately, this time I drank this thing, this is obviously not the way to go!
The violence of this thing is really not something a living person can play with!
I felt a wry smile in my heart. Could it be that I haven't waited for my life and death yet, and am I going to be so directly burst by a jar of medicinal wine?
"puff--"
I just wanted to struggle to get my backpack, but before I could stand up, I spit out a mouthful of blood again.
After spitting out this mouthful of blood, the meridians all over my body began to swell visibly.
Are you going to die?
I felt helpless for a while, but I felt extremely unwilling in my heart.
There was a flash of lightning in my mind, no, I can't just die like this!
If I die, the sect’s inheritance will really be cut off!
But, how can we control this violent energy?
At this moment, I suddenly remembered the book "The Secret Records of Yinshan"
This thing is completely different from the Daoyin art I learned. If Daoyin art means chewing carefully and eating slowly, this thing is just eating nonsense.
The Daoyin technique is chewed up first and then slowly digested. This thing is swallowed first and then other methods are thought of.
Although I clearly know that this is a ghost way method, and I, an orthodox Taoist disciple, really shouldn't touch it, but at this time, I really can't care about it.
I quickly recalled the practice method of that method in my mind, and then directly adjusted my posture.
He assumed a posture with five hearts pointing toward the sky and started practicing directly according to the method in "Yinshan Secret Record".
However, when I started to practice the Qi flow in my body according to the method of "Yinshan Secret Record".
The violent air flow was like meeting a nemesis, and it turned into a good baby.
The whole process went as smoothly as if it came naturally. If it weren't for the swollen and painful meridians that were still aching, I would have almost thought it was a dream.
I suddenly felt a burst of ecstasy. This life and death crisis was resolved so easily?
However, I did not realize that my real crisis really began at this time.
After these air currents circulated in the body, I subconsciously guided them back to the Dantian.
However, the moment these airflows entered my Dantian, the Taoist Qi in my Dantian that was originally harmless to humans and animals suddenly went berserk.
The two air currents actually started to strangle each other!
The Dantian of a cultivator is the absolute key point. The way I am now is like throwing a grenade into my fragile Dantian.
The terrifying destructive power immediately made my eyesight go dark, and I fainted...