This scene is really weird. The spout of the golden gourd has not become larger, and the figure has not become smaller, but it can make a seven-foot man emerge from the spout of the finger-sized one.

The man was about thirty years old and was wearing a white shirt. He looked pretty good. He was just sloppy and unkempt. Not only did he get stubble on his lips, but even the white shirt was almost turned into a gray shirt.

The thin boy, however, regardless of whether the man in white clothes was elegant or lazy, shouted with his eyes lit up: "So you lived in the gourd before, so amazing."

The man had just stood firm and saw that it was a young and stinky little kid who had drunk his wine. He couldn't help but say angrily: "You are better. You can drink all that much wine, just like a big buffalo."

The thin boy could not tell that this was someone else's sarcasm. He happily opened his arms and wanted to hug him, saying, "Since we are all so powerful, why not make friends. My name is Gao Yang, Gao Yang, as high as the sun. What about you? They call you Zhuo Crazy. Is this your name?"

Zhuo Fengzi thought to himself: "This little boy has ruined my good deeds. How could I be friends with him?" He was about to avoid Gao Yang's hug, but he saw Li Hanguang and others around him still staring at him. He knew that even if he handed over the magic "Sun and Moon Pot", he would be unable to escape unscathed. He couldn't help but feel moved, and he also learned Gao Yang's posture and went up to meet him. When the two approached, Zhuo Fengzi used the "fixed method" to restrain the young man, carried it directly on his shoulders, and then ran away.

Li Hanguang shouted, "Stop him!" At this time, Zhuo Crazy Zi was still surrounded by more than a hundred "Black Armored Guards". After half an hour of breathing adjustment, the Black Armored Guard had already suppressed the "alcohol smell". Hearing the order to open the formation and block Zhuo Crazy Zi's way.

Zhuo Crazy laughed and said fearlessly: "You'd better give way, and don't track me down, otherwise I'll kill this little kid immediately, and I'll always do what I say!"

Li Hanguang was innocent and had no choice but to wave his hand, watching Zhuo Crazyman leave from the encirclement. Then he came to the exile pavilion and spelled spells at the golden gourd left by Zhuo Crazyman. The gourd gradually became smaller until it was as big as a steamed bun, and Li Hanguang took it into his pocket.

Someone said: "Brother, stealing the magic sting "Sun and Moon Pot" is a serious crime. Do we just let Madman Zhuo go like this?"

Li Hanguang said: "Zhuo Crazy is willing to return the Sun and Moon Pot that he has worked hard to return to us, which means he is a true villain who believes in his words. If we still insist on him, it may harm the innocent young man. Let's go back to Shangqing Mountain first."

"When it comes to that young man, it's amazing. Not to mention his terrifying alcoholism, just the terrible intensity of his body, even if our Shangqing School uses all the resources and spends ten years of hard work, it may not be possible to cultivate such a person."

"...Yes, yes... it's really... Speaking of which, this kid is considered a magic weapon from the sky. If it weren't for him, we would have no choice but to be crazy Zhuo..."

I don’t know who started the first one, but everyone was talking about it and sighed and agreed.

Only Li Hanguang was frowning. His eyes were solemn, looking at the towering and deep Devil Mountains, looking thoughtful. He was the senior brother of the Shangqing Sect. Many secrets that others did not know and unreadable classics were qualified to be fully appreciated in the Shangqing Sect's library. One of them was called "The Legend of the Truth Hidden", which slightly mentioned the Devil Mountains. The book says: To the south of the Devil Mountains, there is a tribe in the Southern Wilderness, with a tall and big horse, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and a huge force. It is said that every six hundred years, the tribe will select the strongest warrior to the outside world, with the purpose of launching a war and destroying the world. The far-off ones are like the ancient war demon Chiyou, and the nearest ones are like the warrior Lu Bu, all of whom came out of the Southern Wilderness tribe. As long as the world is not destroyed, the strongest people of the Southern Wilderness tribe will come one after another to stir up the world...

When Li Hanguang first read this book, he felt a sense of creepy. He could not understand that there were such tribes in the world who did not seek survival but died. But at this moment, he had no time to sigh, because it happened to be 590 years since Lu Bu was killed.

If the "Cengzhen Hidden Art" says it is true, then the young man who was kidnapped by Zhuo Crazy is most likely to be a powerful man sent by the Southern Wilderness tribe to destroy the world.

With this in mind, Li Hanguang was even more heartbroken, trying to return to Shangqing Mountain in the shortest time to find the master who was in seclusion to confirm the matter.

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But Zhuo Crazy carried Gao Yang all the way, and the more he thought about it, he became more angry. With the power of fruit wine, he could have taken the "Sun and Moon Pot", one of the "Twelve Magic Thorns" of Shangqing School, who had thought that Li Hanguang would suddenly have such a little guy who was immune to wine, so that he tried every means to lure Li Hanguang to drink and fight for his anger, and his plan to completely fail.

"Hey, who is your disciple of the Shangqing Sect?" After about seven or eight miles, Zhuo Fengzi couldn't run anymore, so he threw Gao Yang into the river in a clear and transparent river, staring at Gao Yang angrily: Gao Yang was not at all restless along the way. The "stabilizing technique" used by Zhuo Fengzi did not work on Gao Yang. If ordinary people get this method, if it is not lifted, they will not be able to move at least for three days and three nights. But who knew that in less than three minutes, Gao Yang had recovered as usual, and was still shouting, "It's so fun, it's so exciting, horse, please run faster... Zhuo Fengzi, your whole body is filled with the fragrance of fruit milk. Do you squeeze out the fruit milk from yourself? Can you squeeze some for me and drink some for me..." Gao Yang didn't know that Zhuo Fengzi hid in the sun and moon pot all day long, sleeping with wine, and naturally there will be a fragrance of wine on his body.

Zhuo Fengzi was only concerned about avoiding Li Hanguang and others, but he didn't have time to pay attention to Gao Yang's crazy words. However, while running, Gao Yang thought he had received acquiescence, so he began to stretch out his hands to grab Zhuo Fengzi's chest, and also stroked and milked in a very good manner.

Zhuo Fengzi was almost so angry that he vomited blood, so he had to use a "stabilizing method" to Gao Yang. However, after Gao Yang was quiet for three minutes, he began to become naughty again. This time, he no longer used his hands, but directly bit Zhuo Fengzi's chest with his mouth. Zhuo Fengzi almost called his mother and thought to himself: "I'm nicknamed madman, but I didn't expect this child to be crazy than me." He used another fixed method again, but Gao Yang's evil nature moved around in less than three minutes. This cycle continued, even Zhuo Fengzi himself could not count the number of fixed method he used, and almost did his best.

"Shangqing School, what is Shangqing School?" As soon as Gao Yang entered the water, he started playing happily, and splashed water on Zhuo Caizi. When he heard Zhuo Caizi's serious questions, his movements slightly eased, and his expression was confused.

After hearing this answer, Zhuo Fengzi suddenly had a bad premonition, but he still tentatively said: "Forget it, I won't play with you anymore. Remember to go back to Shangqing Mountain."

Gao Yang was even more puzzled and said, "What are you going to go up to Qingshan? I came from Zhenyin Mountain. If you want to go back, you will go back there!"

Zhuo Fengzi then exclaimed that he was fooled. It turned out that this kid was really not from the Shangqing Sect. It is said that Li Hanguang was a decent person, but he didn't expect that he was so cunning. But it was also a bit of carelessness. He had been in Shangqing Mountain for four years and had a clear understanding of the people and affairs of the above. He had never heard of such a young man. But why didn't he ask clearly when he was in the exile pavilion?

Although Zhuo Crazy was a little bit self-blame, he naturally would not abuse himself, and he could not even vent his anger. Looking at Gao Yang in the river, with an innocent and beating expression, he was so angry that one Buddha ascended to heaven, and the two Buddhas were born, so he jumped into the river, with his ten fingers formed claws, aimed at Gao Yang's neck, and pinched him hard, and kept cursing: "You ignorant child, who told you to drink my wine, who asked you to drink my wine... I caused me to lose the Dharma thorn and the Sun and Moon pot. Do you know how painful it is for a person to lose again!"

"Zhuo Caizi, let go, you pinch me, you hurt me." Gao Yang's throat was strangled by Caizi Zhuo's face turned red. In a panic, his little hand pushed towards Caizi Zhuo's chest.

But he didn't expect that this push would have a thousand pounds of force. Zhuo Fengzi could not bear the force and was pushed to the river bank. The impact he was subjected to was extraordinary. In amazement, he quickly pierced his feet on the ground, but he didn't want to retreat about ten feet before he could completely remove the push.

Looking at the two long scratches under his feet, Zhuo Fengzi was stunned and could not speak for a long time: "This little ghost head is so powerful just by waving his power. What is his origin? Where is Zhenyin Mountain? Zhenyin, Zhenyin, why does it make people feel familiar?"

Zhuo Fengzi began to calm down. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this child was extremely not simple. Not to mention his amazing alcohol tolerance, his brute force alone was unparalleled in the world. What is even more strange is that his small belly contained more than 120 kilograms of fruit wine, but the weight of his whole body was only about 100 kilograms, and his weight seemed to have not increased at all. In other words, all the wine he drank was digested by him in a flash!

I'm afraid even those legendary immortal figures are unable to catch this incredible digestion ability!

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Zhuo Fengzi was about to ask, but at this time, Gao Yang climbed ashore, walked to Zhuo Fengzi and patted his shoulder, comforting him like a little adult: "Although I don't know what a magic thorn is, since I lost it to you, I'll help you get it back. Why do you get it to your temper? It's like a child. If you do this, I won't be friends with you."

Zhuo Crazy immediately laughed and cried, and his fear and caution were all put down because of this calm and passionate sentence.

Zhuo Mengzi pondered for a moment and suddenly asked, "Do you really don't know what 'Dharma Thorn' is?" Seeing Gao Yang shook his head blankly, he asked again, "So what about 'Thorn', what about 'qi'?" Gao Yang still shook his head.
Chapter completed!