Villain: Writing a diary becomes stronger, but the hostess design collapses

Chapter 182, I will teach you a palm technique

But Xiao Yan's spiritual power at this moment could no longer condense the spiritual mist into wine drops.

Xiao Yan gave a wry smile, and a little cold sweat oozes out again.

"At the beginning of the sixth stage of the realm, it is still reluctant."

"It's just a pity, is it really going to stop at the turbid sage?"

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Chu Qianqian looked at Xiao Yan who was close at hand, and wanted to teleport there in the next second.

But in the blink of an eye, suddenly, her figure appeared under the peach tree just now.

And beside him was Jiang Tianzhe with his head down and his face gloomy.

Chu Qianqian was taken aback for a moment, and then wanted to go in the direction where Xiao Yan was.

But Jiang Tianzhe's somewhat indifferent voice sounded from her side.

"Don't try, our position has changed."

Hearing this, Chu Qianqian glanced at the space in front of her that was once again obscured by mist, and her steps froze.

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"You are at the sixth rank, and your realm is not high, but you are very courageous."

Meng Yuchu's voice suddenly sounded from behind Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan didn't feel too surprised when he heard her voice, because he made such a big commotion at the moment, if Meng Yuchu didn't attract him, then he had to consider whether it was his "Wine" What is brewed in the Sutra is fake wine.

"I'm not very courageous, how can I be a monk?" Xiao Yan insisted on the pain caused by the extreme consumption of spiritual power, and still smiled wryly.

"That's right, I don't have much courage, how can I be a winemaker."

Xiao Yan: "..."

Xiao Yan was at a loss for words for a while, so he stopped talking to her, and instead continued to use spiritual power to compress the Lingwu Youlong above his head.

Until the last moment, he really didn't want to stop Zhuosheng.

But what he didn't see was that Meng Yuchu, who was standing behind him, looked at him with changed eyes.

Whether it is good wine or not, you can actually tell the moment the aroma overflows.

How could Meng Yuchu fail to see that the wine brewed by this peerless handsome boy who was also dressed in green in front of him already surpassed the pinnacle of her life, Mengxu!

But now she has several doubts lingering in her mind.

Whether a person likes wine or not can be seen in his eyes when he sees good wine.

Obviously, Xiao Yan is not a person who is addicted to alcohol like her.

And he is still so young, how can he brew such wine? !

Is it talent? !

Does she not understand? !She is envious!

But what made her even more puzzled was that the turbid sage Xiao Yan was talking about had clearly surpassed her dreams, but he still didn't let go, so desperately, just like she did before she was alive.

But he is obviously not a drinker.

She doesn't understand.

However, at this time.

"Bah~"

A drop of cold sweat ran down Xiao Yan's nose and fell to the ground.

Meng Yuchu looked at the straight-backed and desperate young man in front of her again,

My heart was touched again.

It's just that her touch this time is completely different from what Jiang Tianzhe brought him before.

As for Meng Yuchu's inner thoughts at this moment, Xiao Yan naturally has no way of knowing, he only knows that in two more breaths, this spiritual power vortex will completely dissipate.

Purity is no longer possible.

Take a breath.

However, just when Xiao Yan was about to stop, he suddenly felt a small hand land on his back.

"Shh-"

All of a sudden, Xiao Yan felt that a pure spiritual power melted into his meridian, and then flowed out from the palm along his meridian, catching the vortex that was about to collapse.

Xiao Yan raised his brows and wanted to turn his head, but before he could turn his head, Meng Yuchu's voice rang in his ears.

"Winemakers need not only courage, but skill."

"Your name is Xiao Yan, right? I'll teach you a set of palm techniques called Da Sumeru."

"This palm technique only pays attention to two words - pure."

"I'll only teach it once, watch it."

After saying that, Meng Yuchu's figure just disappeared in place.

When Xiao Yan heard this, his heart trembled, and the corner of his mouth curled up, and he started to observe seriously.

The beauty in the blue tulle in the sky slapped Youlong above the vortex with a light palm, and in an instant, the crazy and twisted Lingwu Youlong became quiet.

Immediately after another palm, the figure of the several-meter-long Youlong was instantly condensed and shortened to half.

But when the third palm was swung, You Long trembled, and his body turned into a ball of white light.

Then there was only a soft sound, and an extremely strong aroma of wine overflowed, and the white light was condensed into a drop of crystal clear jade-like water.

Xiao Yan was shocked when he saw this, because Meng Yuchu did all this with only the sixth-level spiritual power.

"Great Sumeru Palm, it's really powerful."

But Xiao Yan didn't forget to raise his hand to draw down the drop of spiritual mist amidst the ups and downs in Xiao Yan's heart.

"Bah~"

In an instant, the water droplets of the spiritual mist fell into the cloud of turbidity floating in front of him.

"Boom—"

And the moment after the water drop melted into the turbid sage, a white light that was brighter than the sky and the sun burst out from the turbid sage.

Immediately afterwards, with Mengxu Villa as the center, thousands of layers of waves suddenly surged on the vast sea below, and the waves seemed to never stop.

Half a moment later, a soaring aroma of wine reached the sky.

Under the peach tree.

Chu Qianqian, who was sleeping with her eyes closed, and Jiang Tianzhe, who was still gloomy, opened their eyes suddenly when they heard the sound.

And the moment they opened their eyes, they were shocked by the scene in front of them.

I saw that the peach blossoms above their heads were all flying out, and the pink petals were dancing like butterflies, and these dancing butterflies were still rushing towards the hazy spiritual mist.

Neither of them said a word, they just followed the group of peach blossom butterflies towards the end of the spiritual mist.

But within a few breaths, the hazy spiritual mist surrounding them suddenly disappeared, followed by the extremely clear aroma of wine.

"Xiao Yan's wine is ready!"

"Xiao Yan's wine...is done."

Chu Qianqian and Jiang Tianzhe spoke almost at the same time, but the difference was that Chu Qianqian's voice was full of surprise and excitement, while Jiang Tianzhe's tone was extremely gloomy.

But no matter what kind of mentality they were in, they were eager to find Xiao Yan and Meng Yuchu.

However, when they wanted to catch up with Peach Blossom Butterfly and continue to move forward, their footsteps stopped.

Because when the spirit mist dispersed in front of them, the two figures in Tsing Yi had already appeared in front of them.

"Does this wine have a name?"

"Take the wine of pure sages and turbid sages, and try again facing the south and twilighting the north wind. This wine is pure and holy."

"Also ask Fairy Meng to try it."

"good."

Qingsheng is as clear as water and elegant as holy. Only the Millennium Extreme Ice Cup is worthy of it.

Meng Yuchu took the Qingsheng from Xiao Yan's hands, and instead of leaning under the peach tree and drinking it up as before, she raised her sleeves and solemnly covered her face and drank it.

Looking at this scene, Xiao Yan couldn't help but frown slightly.

It turns out that this beauty looks so good-looking when she is serious.

However, when he watched Meng Yuchu drink the cup of pure sage, he just froze in place.