My Debauched Devotion

Every dark night with wind and rain, Xiao Ran would build a chopping board and play bamboo cards with Shizun and Chu Yan on the 8 square meter big bed.

I usually don't feel like playing.

Only in the dark night when the wind is howling and the rain is pouring down, can there be a sense of doom shrouded in darkness.

Dou Youming is exciting.

It was stormy outside, and the warm candlelight in the room was lingering, as if the disciple's room was the last greenhouse in the whole world, and they were the last surviving human beings.

This feeling made Ling Zhouyue intoxicated.

Chu Yan also felt that the atmosphere was very strange, and asked:

"Master, what do you think we should do if there are only three living people left in the True Spirit Continent?"

Ling Zhouyue held the bamboo tablet against her chest, as if she had a bamboo card in her chest.

"Of course we will fight to the end!"

Chuyan tentatively asked:

"Who do you choose to fight?"

For Xiao Ran, although he doesn't earn much filial piety from playing cards, it is also an excellent leisure experience for him to use dirty tactics and thousands of tricks to play with his precious master and tool apprentice.

Especially in the night when the rain is pouring and the world is about to fall, this kind of happiness temporarily conceals the tense sense of crisis in my heart.

"I will definitely stay and farm. You two can choose one of you to go out and fight. Even if you die, the remaining one can reproduce with me and leave the last fire for mankind."

Ling Zhouyue and Chu Yan kicked Xiao Ran alone, causing him to vomit blood.

The flickering light of the candle was reflected on the delicate little face, and Chu Yan was flattered that it was rare for her to unite with her master.

"My master and I are the last kindling of mankind."

Ling Zhouyue stared at the big and small ghosts in her hands with a picturesque face.

"Our ending is to fight to the death. The more exciting it is at the end. Only when you are on the verge of death will you know who you are and what kind of animal a human being is. A close comparison with death can set off the beauty of the short remaining life. This is fighting. Essence of the netherworld."

Fighting a landlord will give you a philosophy!

Xiao Ran didn't take it seriously, and put down the bamboo card with his hands.

"you win."

After playing bamboo cards all night, I walked out of the bedroom, and before I knew it, the sun was shining brightly.

Xiao Ran stretched long, ran to the toilet to put some water, and suddenly smelled the tangy aroma of rice outside the window.

Turn around and come to the main hall, and open the door to have a look.

In front of the night golden!

Pieces of wheat awns point directly at the sky, like a knight holding a sword to ask the sky.

The golden ears of wheat are connected into one piece, like a golden ocean, the waves of wheat are undulating, shining with intoxicating golden light.

The eye is the wallpaper!

Stepping into the wheat field, Xiao Ran was immediately surrounded by a golden world, setting off the aroma of wheat, the gentle morning breeze, the sound of breathing wheat waves, and the aura soaking into the skin... It felt like being in a dream, coming to heaven.

The rice fields seem to be much more low-key. The ears of rice are full and the stalks are bent. They are golden and brilliant, just like the morning glow reflected on the joyful faces of farmers.

Five new high-level herbs have been added to the herb field.

Purple rhyme dragon emperor ginseng, cockscomb phoenix sunflower, earth core fire mushroom, red blood dragon grass, yin magic flame grass...

These are living specimen plants. After being planted in the ground and watered with water and fertilizer, they will soon sprout, bloom and bear fruit, and they can be picked directly.

Looking around, Xiao Ran's eyes are full of filial piety.

For full-level brewing, the golden time for harvesting ears of grain is only one day, or several hours to be precise.

Missing this picking time will affect the delicate taste of the wine.

Very metaphysical.

Xiao Ran hurriedly called Chu Yan.

He personally selects the perfect ears of grain for picking.

Chu Yan performed the sewing needle sword technique and was responsible for operating the harvest, accurate to each grain.

Ling Zhouyue pinched her waist and looked at it, feeling that this thing is not difficult, and she also wants to try to select the grain by herself, and drink the wine brewed by herself.

So I tried it with a sword, and almost split the top of the mountain.

She didn't expect that in terms of seed selection, she would not be Chu Yan's opponent, and it would be difficult for her to form a tacit understanding with Xiao Ran.

"Is Sewing Needle's swordsmanship so amazing?"

She didn't believe in evil, and continued to watch Xiao Ran's next brewing process.

She would like to see what kind of magic Xiao Ran used to make the wine so delicious.

Xiao Ran improved the formula this time.

He added refreshing malt to the warm wine to enhance the taste and nourish the dantian and palace body.

Selected rice and wheat, smashed ears of grain, extruded grain juice, extracted yeast, filtered with diatoms, sealed the stone jar, buried in the ground, and started to ferment...

It's very simple!

Ling Zhouyue also took the seeds, painted a ladle like a gourd, and buried the sealed stone jar in the ground.

With her ears pierced, she could hear the rustling sound of fermentation, and even smell the aroma of wine.

She felt that the aroma of the wine she brewed was even better than Xiao Ran's.

She was in a good mood, raised her head and drank heavily, and stood in front of Xiao Ran with her waist pinched.

"Wine making, as long as you have your hands."

"Don't be envious of being a teacher, this is talent."

"In the age of the end of the Dharma, the world is cold, only wine and swords, you can't live up to it."

Chu Yan is extremely admirable.

Xiao Ran smiled without saying a word.

In the evening.

Fermentation is complete!

Ling Zhouyue couldn't wait to go deep into the cellar and opened the sealed wine tank.

The intoxicating aroma of wine hits the face, cleansing the heart and lungs.

The color of the wine is as moist as gold, and as transparent as thin.

Ling Zhouyue was overjoyed, raised her hand to put the wine into the pot, and drank it down with her head raised.

Chu Yan leaned closer, her face was flushed, and her eyes were filled with admiration.

"Chuyan also wants to drink Master's wine."

The voice just fell!

"puff--"

Ling Zhouyue spewed out bitter wine, which stained Chu Yan's body, drenched her whole body, and was completely illuminated by the setting sun.

Xiao Ran didn't look at it, turned sideways and said:

"Master's wine, the color, aroma and smell are all dissipated, but the dregs and clear water are left in the wine."

Ling Zhouyue raised her eyebrows slightly, her clear eyes were full of suspicion, she always felt that Xiao Ran was playing with him.

"Isn't my operation the same as yours?"

Xiao Ran shook his head.

"The movements seem to be the same, but we are not precise in the same amount. The accumulation of nuanced differences is enough to make thousands of mistakes."

"It's the same as some elegant scholars in my hometown playing audio. Playing audio is playing with power. It seems to be plugged into household electricity, but the source of electricity is different. The real audiophiles only use the hydropower of the Yarlung Zangbo River. The power of thermal power is slightly stronger. The sound is warmer. The sound of hydropower is colder, but the resolution is very high. Among hydropower, the sound quality of Gezhouba is the best, and among thermal power, the sound quality of Beilun Power Plant is the best, because the anthracite is burned The ratio is the highest. The electric layering of the wind power is very poor, the sound field is obviously shrunk, and the violin parts are all mixed together."

Ling Zhouyue and Chu Yan narrowed their eyes, as if seeing a majestic mountain standing in front of them.

What a realm this is!

Xiao Ran smiled lightly, then scooped up a jug of new wine made by himself and handed it to Master.

"You may not be able to understand so much, you will know the truth by trying it."

Before Ling Zhouyue came back to her senses, she took a sip dully.

The sake enters the throat, like a scorching summer day, suddenly there is a pool of cool ice water, rushing down from the top of the melting snow mountain, washing the limbs and bones, and falling straight to the soles of the feet.

But this kind of coolness washes through the blood vessels and bones, and quickly dissipates in the soles of the feet, leaving only a cold and penetrating feeling on the skin surface.

The coolness in the body dissipated, and the medicinal power left behind reached the dantian, and turned into warmth in an instant, ironing the palace body.

Ling Zhouyue's eyes froze for a moment, and then she came back to her senses.

Feeling cool at the beginning, cleansing the body and mind, and then warming, and the medicinal power is deposited in the dantian.

The taste is refreshing, warming the palace and warming the heart, as if ice and fire are intertwined.

Her whole body was cold, like icy muscles and bones, but her face was extremely rosy, like a fire in the snow in winter.

The body has cooled down, but it doesn't let loose, but settles down, revealing the shyness of a little woman.

This feeling is indescribable.

So much so that Ling Zhouyue was stunned...

Chu Yan was dubious when he saw Master's relaxed appearance, which seemed to be intertwined with ice and fire.

"real or fake?"

Xiao Ran filled another pot of wine and handed it to Chu Yan.

"Try it too."

Chu Yan carefully took a sip, her face froze, her brain was about to explode.

His whole body was like falling into a cellar of ice, and the instant coolness stimulated his brain to faint, and he was quickly pulled back to his senses by the scalding warmth of his lower body.

The turbulent warm current went straight into the dantian, setting off huge waves in her sea of ​​qi.

For her, the wine brewed from Nascent Soul Realm Gu Mai was too violent.

Her face was flushed, her eyes were white, and she was about to lose her will.

Xiao Ran felt something was wrong, so he hurriedly grabbed her wrist No. 1.

Only then did I suddenly realize that this little girl has been suppressing her cultivation!

"Don't bear it anymore, you will die."

Chu Yan tightly grasped Xiao Ran's arm, as if grabbing the last straw, and said weakly:

"I don't want to break through Nascent Soul, it hurts too much!"

Xiao Ran almost laughed angrily, quickly picked her up, walked straight through the sword bamboo forest, and quickly came to the hot spring.

Raising his hand and shaking, water mist rose, hurriedly untied her green gauze and obscene clothes, and helped her to immerse in the pool water.

"Master, you slowly inject the Nascent Soul spiritual power into the pool, it can only be the lowest level of Nascent Soul spiritual power."

Ling Zhouyue followed, still a little confused.

But it can be seen that Chu Yan is very dangerous!

"I try my best."

Holding the jug, Xiao Ran forcibly fed Chuyan a whole jug of wine, and immediately shouted:

"Quickly take a Nascent Soul Pill!"

"I don't……"

Before the words fell, Chu Yan passed out.

Ice and fire intertwined in the body, colliding with Danbi.

Xiao Ran immediately came to the medicine field, mixed a few herbs at random, squeezed out the medicinal juice, and found those with the effect of stepping up from his storage space, allocated the proportions, and made a new pair of herbs for stepping up.

You can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor!

Xiao Ran forced Chu Yan to take medicine.

After that, he jumped into the water with his clothes on, regardless of the difference between men and women, stretched out his hand and pressed on the outside of Chuyan's lower abdomen, and kept pressing with the force of resonance.

While promoting the absorption of the medicine, it is also trying to smash her golden alchemy wall.

After a while, Chuyan's mouth overflowed with blood...

Its golden alchemy wall began to crack slowly, and a new golden alchemy wall emerged from the water.

— Nascent Soul!

Ling Zhouyue was stunned watching from the side.

"Drinking to promote Yuanying?"

Only then did Xiao Ran heave a sigh of relief, and sat by the pool to wipe off his sweat, feeling as nervous and exhausted as delivering a child.

He couldn't believe that he had successfully promoted Chuyan from Jindan to Nascent Soul...

This exaggerated talent!

Although Chu Yan had broken through to the Nascent Soul, she was passive and unconscious.

Xiao Ran dressed him, carried her back to the disciple's room, put her back on the bed, covered her with a quilt and rested.

After calling Chuyan's pulse and confirming that her alchemy is stable and her breath is stable, she walked out of the disciple's room.

Ling Zhouyue was sitting on a boulder by the cliff drinking, her slim and graceful figure was covered with a layer of golden light.

"The sunset is beautiful because it is close to the night, but at this moment, I suddenly don't want to see the night in this world, I just want to stay in the dusk forever."

After drinking a little wine, even the temperament can change?

Standing behind Master, Xiao Ran tried to understand her words, and after a long time, he tentatively replied:

"Don't worry, after the night, there will be a dawn, I promise."

Ling Zhouyue smiled, but didn't look at him.

"You can even guarantee the affairs of the world?"

Xiao Ran's tone was calm and firm.

"As long as I'm with Master, I can do anything."

He is telling the truth.

The truth has such a sense of power!

Ling Zhouyue looked up at him, and said with a sassy smile:

"You are very powerful, you can only refine Qi, and you can help people upgrade to Nascent Soul."

Xiao Ran only said:

"It's because she's been holding back her cultivation base for too long, but she didn't expect it to be because she's afraid of pain... A shattered pill wall will definitely hurt, and the more you hold it, the more painful it is. Fortunately, I met me, and I just helped him relieve the pain and maintain the stability of the Qi channel , the one who really breaks through is herself."

Ling Zhouyue smiled and drank, her picturesque clear face flushed with a layer of blush, which melted into the golden sunset.

"Being a teacher is not afraid of pain, and I will leave the matter of fit to you."

What?

Xiao Ran was taken aback for a moment, before he had time to agree.

The master was too drunk to drink, and fell asleep leaning on his shoulder in a daze.

The value of filial piety is soaring.