Roaming through the world of Doraemon

"Oh, this is my own Baihua Wine. This is the first finished product from the altar in recent years. It was the last finished product a few years ago. This is Brother Li's return, so let everyone try it." Cheng Zhongxian said with a smile, his wine carrying a sense of satisfaction and confidence.

"Oh? Brother, you can also make wine?" Wang Huamin asked.

"Oh, just a cup or two. Come on, give my brother and sister-in-law a cup of what my brother drank, you try it first." With that, he broke the clay seal on the small altar and poured cups for Wang Huamin and her family of three. A hundred flowers bloomed, and the warmth of their blossoming seemed to soothe the soul.

“Alright, the aroma alone makes it a rare find, but second brother, the flavor is weak, the liquor isn’t strong enough. Perhaps it’s not my favorite, a good man’s taste.” Wang Huamin smelled the aroma, first revealing a drunken face, then frowning slightly as he spoke.

Cheng Zhongxian didn't defend himself to Wang Huamin, but simply had Wang Huamin take a sip of wine and comment. Wang Huamin, seeing this, didn't say much, picked up the fragrant wine glass on the table, looked up at the sky, and drank it. Wang Huamin suddenly felt as if a hundred flowers were blooming, her mouth filled with fragrance. Although one couldn't help but crave a glass of wine, its flavor was rather underwhelming. I couldn't help but look at Cheng Zhongxian with suspicion.

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"Oh, is Big Brother wondering why it doesn't smell like much wine? What kind of wine does a good man think he should drink?" Cheng Zhongxian asked with a smile when he saw Wang Huamin's confused eyes.

Li Yuan-ming heard that the "inner liquor" was a subconscious drink, and just before speaking, he suddenly felt a surge of strong liquor rise from his stomach to his head, making him feel dizzy. Cheng Zhongxian said to him, "Second Brother, what's wrong with this liquor? Why has it suddenly become so strong?" This cup alone would be unbearable for a brother.

Cheng Zhongxian smiled faintly: "Brother, I'm not actually drunk. You have strong liquor, so this liquor is naturally strong."

"Oh? What did you say?" Wang Huamin asked, puzzled.

Just then, Fu Bao passed through the door.

Chapter 348 The Sweet Taste

Cheng Zhongxian immediately called him in and said, "Fu Bao, come and taste this spring water and see if there's anything special about it." As he spoke, he picked up the altar, reached out to drink another cup, and handed it to Uncle Fu. Uncle Fu was very confident in him, and then took a sip. Then he said, "Well, this spring is very clear, and it has a faint sweetness. The ending is good, very good."

As Li Yuan-Ming and the others listened to what was being said, they suddenly fell into a daze. Just as they were about to discuss the yacht journey, Cheng "230" Zhongxian said, "Actually, you have genuine sweet wine, can you taste it?"

"Sweet wine? Why? Yes. Uh." Uncle Fu was about to say that it was the taste of clear spring when he suddenly felt the unique fragrance of sweet wine spreading in his mouth. Suddenly, the words stuck in his throat, and his eyes widened in panic.

"Second brother, what's going on?" Wang Huamin now understood that the problem lay in the wine, although he still didn't know if it was wine or not.

Cheng Zhongxian heard a faint smile, a smug look on his face, and said, "This liquid is called Hundred Flowers Wine. The brewing method is something I learned from my teacher. The color and taste of the finished product are... well, you could say they're a blend of flavors." He continued, "Just now I broke the clay seal because you must have smelled the fragrance of a hundred flowers blooming. That's because I said it was brewed from a hundred flowers, and you subconsciously assumed the wine must have the aroma of a hundred flowers, so..."

"So, when my second uncle asked, my father wanted to drink strong liquor. He naturally felt that the glass was full, so he was naturally a little drunk." Ye Tiancheng suddenly received this message.

“Yes, that’s right, so this wine with 100 flowers is also called Illusion.” Cheng Zhongxian smiled, picked up the wine glass containing the blooming flowers, and immediately showed a happy expression.

"Oh, Second Brother should be able to brew such a mysterious thing, so I'll have a blessing for my brother in the future, haha." Wang Huamin didn't ask Cheng Zhongxian why this was unusual, she just kept praising him. In fact, if Cheng Zhongxian didn't know that Wang Huamin wouldn't go back to her bottom line, he would never have brought this up.

After dinner, Wang Huamin and Cheng Zhongxian got completely drunk again. When Cheng Zhongxian woke up, he called Ye Tiancheng and told him that if he fully recovered, he could go into the mountains immediately. Although the wild beast Cháo had just passed, it could also solve the problem as soon as possible...

After absorbing a large amount of water-related laws, the spatial cracks in the shallow fire quickly healed. As the spatial cracks just healed, the space before the fire expanded without warning, filled with gaps and a sultry noise. Finally, amidst a strong sultry noise, it burst open directly.

The space in front of the shallow fire body had just erupted, and the force of the water attribute law, along with the force of space, spread in front of the shallow body, becoming an aftershock of chaotic law, impacting the shallow body of fire.

what!

Disordered by the aftershocks, even though he was already halfway to the extraordinary level, he still let out a painful scream. A small crack appeared on his body, and a lot of blood gushed from his mouth and nose.

However, Huo was, after all, the eldest member of the Qingyang Sect. When he saw that his body was injured, he hurriedly sacrificed a crystal shield to block the impact of the law's aftershocks, and he also urged himself to retreat several hundred meters away.

"Sacred soldiers of the law! I count thousands, not counting the one you will bring with you, but also a sacred water magic soldier, to forbid my work."

Chapter 349 The White Pillar of Light

After putting distance between himself and Ye Tiancheng, Huo opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. His breathing was somewhat disordered and unstable. Clearly, he had been affected by the water-attribute magic bestowed by the Divine Water Pill, and thus suffered a rather serious injury.

This fire did not involve the seven to nine Heavenly Techniques that Ye Tiancheng had used on his physical body, nor did it possess the highest level of defensive immortality. Therefore, the damage it inflicted was more severe than that suffered by Ye Tiancheng.

"Old man, you're threatening to search my soul? Ha, don't do that! Today, not only will you not find my soul, but I'll also keep your old life!"

Ye Tiancheng looked at the raging fire, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then took out the gourd that had been cut into pieces.

"You son of a bitch! Although I miscalculated, don't forget that this time my Qingyang clan is not only under my control, Huo Qian. You suffered less than I did, but you were of no help! You cannot leave my grasp!"

Seeing Ye Tiancheng's fury, he quickly took out a jade talisman about the size of a palm and crushed it with his hand.

When that palm-sized piece was crushed by the fire, it transformed into a white pillar of light that rose into the sky, which was used by the Qingyang Sect to transmit messages.

"I know you have many people from the Qingyang Sect, but even so, you are still going to die today, and no one can save you!"

Ye Tiancheng had known about the Qingyang Sect's ability to summon jade for a long time. He wasn't too worried about it, but he smiled coldly at the furnace fire.

Ye Tiancheng smiled, pointed the broken gourd in his hand at the shallow fire, and silently recalled the incantation to cut the fairy gourd.

"Oh!"

Driven by Ye Tiancheng's true essence, the gourd's mouth suddenly opened, and then a red and blue blade of light emerged from it, slashing towards Huo Qian at an invisible speed.

"Nine Fire Shield"

Seeing the bizarre attack method, the Fairy Slicer Flying Knife hit him. Although it was unclear what kind of spiritual treasure the Fairy Gourd was, he was not bound to wait for death. He was forced to endure the physical damage. The flames surged from his hands and condensed into nine red shields in the middle of his body.

The nine Crimson Rock Shields were transformed by the fire magic, and they were stacked in layers in the air, forming a total of nine defenses in front of Shallowfire.

As soon as the nine sides of the Thousand Rock Shield appeared, the blades flying out of the Immortal Gourd landed on the first Thousand Swallow Shield. Huo did not expect that his shield had been modified by magic and could not stop the attack of the immortal flying blades at all.

After the first Crimson Rock Shield was hit by the Immortal Sage's Flying Knife, it was easily pierced by the Immortal Sage's Flying Knife, just like cutting tofu with a sharp blade. The second, third, and ninth shields were completely unable to withstand the terror of the Immortal Flying Knife.

A series of holes pierced through the nine red shields in front of the fire, and the fairy flying knives, cut into pieces, arrived at the shallow neck of the fire. The fire was stunned by the red and blue flying knives, which circled the shallow neck of the fire, and then quickly returned to Ye Tiancheng's hand, into the fairy gourd that had been cut.

As soon as the fairy's flying knife returned to the gourd that the cactus had chopped up, the torch's head and body separated, and the body and head fell to the ground. Even the primordial spirit was cut off by the fairy's flying knife.

After extinguishing the fire with the fairy's flying knife, Ye Tiancheng's true energy rapidly weakened, causing him to drop directly from the late stage of True King to the middle stage. At the same time, his true energy also became much weaker physically.

"Old man..."

Chapter 350 Escape Light

You'll die at my hands! I don't think he'll get out of here this time!

The pale corpse that flew to the front of the head looked at Ye Tiancheng on the ground with a cold smile. He raised his hand and put down the shallow storage rings of Sima Hui and the others he had killed.

Upon receiving more than ten genuine crown prince rings at once, Ye Tiancheng's face revealed a hint of joy. Most of these people were elders of the Qingyang Sect. Its value lay in its storage ring. Ye Tiancheng didn't need to look at it, knowing that it would never shrink.

After collecting the storage rings of Sima Hui and the others, Ye Tiancheng looked back and then took out a low-grade spiritual treasure and a silver spear from his storage ring. He picked up the head with a single thrust of the spear and then planted it in the ground.

After that, Ye Tiancheng raised his hand and carved several characters on the ground, leaving two words: "When my avatar reaches its full power, the blood will cleanse the Qingyang clan!" This was passed down from the Tianmo Sect to Ning Qing!

After leaving two words on the ground, Ye Tiancheng did not stop. He walked directly into an escape lamp, flew to one side of the sky, and some flashes disappeared.

Not long after Ye Tiancheng left, a white hermit lamp flew into the field from a distance and landed in front of Qian's body.

The white light dispersed, revealing a veiled white woman. She was slender and breathed a very strange aura, which was both strong and weak, comparable to the late king at his peak, and almost undetectable when weakened, just like a human.

Although the white woman's true face was obscured, she exuded an ethereal aura, like a celestial fairy untouched by worldly affairs, giving the impression of being unreal.

"I can't believe I killed Master Huo! What is this Ning Qing called anyway? He's really arrogant, not only did he kill Master Huo, but he also left such an arrogant statement as 'massacre the Qingyang Sect'!"

The white woman glanced at the shallow head held aloft by the silver spear, then looked at the boast Ye Tiancheng had left on the ground and muttered coldly.

After a moment of contemplation, a silver bracelet appeared in the hand of a woman dressed in white, and a painting appeared in her hand.

After taking out the sketchbook, the white woman unfolded it and drew a portrait of a young man in it—that was Ye Tiancheng.

“Ning Qing, why do I look more and more like my brother? The teacher said he is a descendant of the Heavenly Magic School, so he shouldn’t be his brother. My brother should be from the Golden Jade Sect of the Jade Heng Continent. This Heavenly Extreme Continent is so far away from the Jade Heng Continent.”

The white woman glanced at the portrait of Ye Tiancheng on the scroll in her hand, muttered to herself, then quickly picked up the photo, patted a spirit beast pouch tied to her waist, and put out a white spirit cat.

This white cat is small, with a thin, long tail, making it look rather tiny. Although it's a miniature white cat, it's not cute at all; in fact, it looks rather fierce.

The reason it looks fierce is because the white cat's eyes are completely white; there are no black eyes at all.

When the white woman released the white ghost cat, a spiritual light suddenly ignited in her eyebrows, giving the white ghost cat a spiritual order.

After receiving the order, the White Spirit Cat suddenly lit two magical White Spirit Lamps in its pure white pupils. After counting the time, the White Spirit Cat seemed to sense something and looked in one direction, the direction Ye Tiancheng had left.

Seeing the direction the cat was pointing, she dragged the white cat along, riding the escape light, and quickly chased after Ye Tiancheng in the direction to his left.

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Chapter 351 makes suggestions

Shortly after the white woman left, a group of Qingyang Sect disciples rushed onto the battlefield. These were not just a few real kings; there were also thousands of disciples with supernatural powers.

"How dare you! You actually killed me, Master of the Qingyang Sect, and left such arrogant words. This devil is practically cursed!"

An old man from Qingyang had the head of a silver spear ripped off and roared angrily.

"Yes, Ning Qing, this time the Qingyang Sect came to find me. The eldest brother unfortunately fell, we cannot give up. We must continue the search. The devil shouldn't have escaped so far. Although he killed the eldest brother, he couldn't possibly be injured!"

Another Qingyang master stepped forward to speak, and a group of Qingyang clan disciples heard his words. Most of them were born with a thirst for revenge and hatred.

“We must continue searching. We have certainly lost so many people instead of capturing them. Even the Grand Elder has fallen. Our Qingyang Sect cannot lose this man, but we must obtain a letter from God.”

"With the Grand Elder's guidance, he is the best in my Qingyang Sect. Even though he died at the hands of the demon Ning Qing, I think the demon must be extremely difficult to deal with!"

“Although we have many people, Nanning Qing has the ability to kill his elders. If he insists on escaping, I think it will be difficult for us to stop him! Only by asking God to send reinforcements to support us can we absolutely guarantee that the devil Nanning Qing will be caught!”

An elderly clan elder from Qingyang made a suggestion.

"If that's the case, then let's find Ning Qing's whereabouts first. I'll immediately call the patriarchal family for help. I hope God can send Qinglan or Qingxue, but he can't go down the mountain alone!"

The elders of Qingyang quickly reached an agreement. After dealing with the charred corpse, they cleared dozens of paths and searched in all directions.

"Hey Ye Tiancheng, you're not ready to run away yet? You want to kill all of his Qingyang clan members!"

In a remote canyon in Wanyan Mountain, Ye Tiancheng knelt behind a huge boulder, closed his eyes, and used the Dragon Source Crystal to restore his spirit. Suddenly, Lin Zhi's spirit emerged from his embrace.

“I don’t want to kill all of his Qingyang Sect members; I just want to lure all his strong Qingyang Sect members into these ten thousand mountains.”

Ye Tiancheng didn't stop closing his eyes. As he absorbed the Dragon Source Crystal into his refined and chemical hands, he opened his mouth.

“When I was locked in the storage room by you before, I never had time to ask you in detail why you spent so much energy dealing with the Qingyang Sect. I heard them say that you are some kind of demon, who doesn’t listen to you, and what exactly happened?”

Lin Zhi couldn't contain his curiosity, so he opened his mouth and asked Ye Tiancheng.

"I thought you would keep asking, and since you have, there's no harm in talking to you. Here's what happened."

Ye Tiancheng didn't hold back much when speaking to Lin Zhi, who had been a remnant of the Feng family's spirit for many years. He told Lin Zhi in detail about his long-standing resentment towards the magician and the Qingyang Sect. Lin Zhi, listening to him, didn't utter a single sound.