In A Dying Disease, The System Lets Me Spread My Branches And Leaves

The voice is aged, decayed, and a little hoarse.

As if it has gone through thousands of years, even the sound has left traces of time.

Li Changsheng has a feeling that this person is definitely not simple.

He unconsciously showed a vigilant look, and his whole body was filled with cultivation.

He looked intently not far away, his expression slightly shaken.

I saw that the space there became distorted, like a calm lake that was disturbed by people and showed endless ripples.

As the spatial ripples spread, an illusory old man's figure gradually emerged.

His figure was in a translucent state, and as he took a step down, his body instantly became solid.

He had gray-white hair draped randomly over his shoulders.

Paired with a wrinkled and shabby white robe, he has the feeling of a down-and-out immortal.

The most eye-catching thing is a huge wine gourd on his waist.

With every step he took, Li Changsheng could hear the sound of drinks flowing from inside.

That sound was like a stormy sea, it was not the sound that the wine in a wine gourd could make at all.

This wine gourd is undoubtedly a treasure.

With a kind smile on his face, the old man looked Li Changsheng up and down, and the admiration in his eyes was undisguised:

"The next generation is to be feared, the next generation is to be feared."

"I didn't expect the old man to see such a dragon and phoenix in his lifetime."

"If you were born in the same era as the old man, you may not have the chance to make a difference."

While the old man was speaking, he tore off the wine gourd from his waist.

After snapping your fingers, the lid opened on its own.

The aroma of wine instantly overflowed, making his face intoxicated:

"It has to be sweet-scented osmanthus. This wonderful smell is incomparable to any wine."

Li Changsheng looked at the old man in front of him and felt his scalp go numb.

He just clearly remembered that the old man was still a hundred feet away just now.

And judging by his slow movements, at that speed, it would take at least a minute or two to get in front of him.

But when he didn't pay attention, the old man appeared in front of him.

Li Changsheng didn't even feel the slightest fluctuation in cultivation from the old man.

Everything seemed to happen in an instant, and he couldn't react so quickly.

If the old man had any malicious intentions towards him, he would definitely not feel comfortable with such a weird movement technique and a sneak attack.

Even if you rely on your physical strength, you will not die.

But serious injuries are inevitable.

"Gudong, Gudong..."

At this time, Li Changsheng was awakened by the sound of the old man drinking.

The old man raised his head and drank from the wine gourd:

"Comfortable......"

Then he handed the wine gourd to Li Changsheng very readily:

"Boy, how about a couple of bites?"

Li Changsheng sniffed, and a refreshing fragrance instantly permeated the entire nasal cavity.

Even in the body, all the blood seems to resonate.

"This wine is extraordinary. I really want to take a few sips."

This was the first thought that came to Li Changsheng's mind.

The desire from his soul made him irresistible.

Over the years, he has also used various Supreme Grade spirit fruits in the medicine garden to brew excellent wines.

Although the efficacy is far superior to that of ordinary drinks, compared with the so-called sweet-scented osmanthus brewed by the old man in front of him, it seems to be nothing worth mentioning.

Li Changsheng was also polite, and took the wine gourd directly.

When he really touched the wine gourd, he felt how heavy the wine gourd was.

It was as if he was pressed by a mountain, making him almost let go of the wine gourd.

He reacted quickly and used the Burning Spirit Art subtly.

The strength of the whole body has increased by fifteen times.

The next moment, under the slightly surprised eyes of Jiu Jianxian, he put the wine gourd to his mouth very easily.

"Gudong, Gudong, Gudong..."

The drink is spicy at the entrance, but it has a strong aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Then it flowed down his throat, like swallowing a ball of flame, and flowed into his stomach.

The burning sensation spread from the entire intestines to the entire stomach, and then spread throughout the body.

This feeling seemed to make Li Changsheng extremely comfortable.

He was holding the wine gourd with no intention of stopping.

"Hey, hey, hey... although the sweet-scented osmanthus brew is good, don't be greedy."

The old man frowned in distress.

Then he snatched the wine gourd, held it in his arms, and turned around.

As if protecting some treasure, he closed the lid in panic:

"If I don't grab it, I'm afraid you'll have to drink it all."

"This is something I need to save my life, so I can't waste it."

Li Changsheng burped and his eyes became dazed:

"Good wine, here comes..."

He walked towards the old man, but felt staggered and dizzy.

The old man in front of him also became blurry.

The next moment, his eyes no longer had the strength to support them, and they slowly closed.

The old man made a hand seal, and a ball of light appeared, gently dragging Li Changsheng up.

Then he placed it on the stone bench next to him:

"It's not bad, it's just a deep sleep."

"As expected of the person predicted by Old Man Tianji."

As he spoke, the old man walked up to Li Changsheng and reached for the storage bag on his waist:

"It's time to get the World-Destroying Sword back."

"Such a vicious treasure cannot be controlled by his little Void Refining."

But just when the old man stretched out his hand, Li Changsheng suddenly opened his eyes.

Caught off guard, the old man was startled:

"You're not drunk?"

Li Changsheng grasped the old man's wrist and his expression became serious:

"How can I get drunk after just a few sips of wine?"

"Tell me, who is the old man Tianji you are talking about?"

"From what you're saying, he seems to have made a prophecy about me?"

"And who are you?"

The old man looked at Li Changsheng who was not drunk at all, and his heart was filled with huge waves:

"impossible."

"This sweet-scented osmanthus brew contains powerful medicinal properties. Even if I tried it for the first time, I slept for three days and three nights."

From the moment Li Changsheng picked up the wine gourd, he felt wary in his heart.

As an alchemist, when I took the first sip, I had already judged the medicinal properties:

"Increase the power of the soul."

"Judging from the old man's condition, although his body is solid, he does not have any energy or blood."

"He is probably just a Spirit Body."

"A Spirit Body that is so powerful that it almost reaches a substantial state, and looks indistinguishable from the physical body to the naked eye."

"The wine is not poisonous and seems to be of great benefit to the monks."

"It seems that this person is not an enemy."

Li Changsheng quickly made a basic judgment, but still pretended to be drunk.

After the old man said the words that he didn't know whether he was mumbling to himself or testing Li Changsheng.

He finally opened his eyes.

The old man's wrist was pinched by Li Changsheng, and he instantly felt the power of his soul:

"I didn't expect that your soul has reached the realm of thunder and calamity."

"Incredible, simply incredible."

"Your current cultivation level is only Void Refining, but you have actually reached the Divine Soul Thunder Tribulation. It's really unbelievable."

The old man didn't panic at all, his arms became illusive, and he broke free from Li Changsheng's restraints in an instant.

It turned out just as Li Changsheng had judged, this old man was a Spirit Body.

The old man rubbed his wrist and spoke slowly:

"Since you want to know, I will tell you."

As he spoke, the old man looked into the distance, as if endless memories flashed through his mind:

"When I was still in the Immortal World, everyone respected me as the Drinking Sword Immortal."