685: C685 Depends on Qin Feng

C685 Depends on Qin Feng

Now that the treasures left behind by the Old Ancestor had disappeared, he did not know how many were left over from the inheritance of Medicine King Mountain in his lifetime.

Of course, even if he wanted to, he would never be able to imagine that all of this would depend on how much Qin Feng left for him.

In this moment!

At the top of Black Wind Mountain, Qin Feng was standing in front of a cliff. Looking at a protruding rock with a rope hanging from it, he licked his lips.

In the coming month, this rope would be the place where he would stay the longest.

He moved nimbly, and without anyone's help, he fell down the rope and tied it around his waist. He spread his arms wide, not looking down into the abyss.

A strong gust of wind blew over, causing his body to sway left and right, and he laughed out loud to his heart's content.

This feeling was as stimulating as bungee jumping. In just a month's time, he was afraid that the rope would be broken and he would fall down.

Lin Ze was sitting on the floor with his legs crossed above his head. When he opened his eyes, he saw Lin Ze looking at him with his head up.

"This old man has been waiting for you for so long before he comes?"

It seemed that Lin Ze had long anticipated Qin Feng's return. On the contrary, he felt that Qin Feng was too late.

"Mhm, his temper has been very good recently. He just needed to endure a lot of things and then it would pass. He didn't offend many people, only one, so he came."

Qin Feng casually swung left and right in midair like he was swinging on a swing. However, anyone who looked down would be scared to the point that their scalps would go numb.

He couldn't remember the end of it at first glance. There were only layers of clouds and mist left, which was enough to prove how dangerous his current position was.

Lin Ze smiled and took out his wine gourd. Just as he was about to take a sip, Qin Feng shouted, "Old Lin, your wine looks delicious. Give me two sips. The wind is so strong down there, it's a little cold!"

"Whiz!"

Without any hesitation, Lin Ze threw the gourd down. Qin Feng's hand speed was so fast that he caught it in his hand and started gulping it down.

At the sight of this, Lin Ze pressed his hand on the rope quietly. Otherwise, he was afraid that this brat wouldn't be able to endure the liquor and would fall down.

However, Qin Feng did not stop when he raised his head. The gourd was placed against his mouth as if he was drinking water. Qin Feng only picked up the gourd and shook it for three minutes while listening.

"This gourd is a treasure, it can actually contain three times the amount of liquid. Old man Lin, do you still have any more wine? If not, tonight will not be easy."

Qin Feng then threw up the gourd and felt his whole body heat up. A flame rose up from his dantian and crashed onto the top of his head.

At that moment, he felt dizzy, as if there was no gravity in his entire body. It was as if he was floating in the clouds, like a fish in water.

This feeling was so good that he wanted to sing out loud.

He had never tasted such strong alcohol before and was completely addicted to it. Other than Old Man Lin's wine, there would probably be no other wine that could satisfy his taste in the future.

Lin Ze's face was as if he had seen a ghost as he stared at Qin Feng. There was no change; on the contrary, his face was filled with pleasure.

He drank his rations in one gulp. That was around ten catties of strong liquor. One had to know that this wine was no ordinary thing.

The Fiery Golden Ox was one of the five elemental powers that he had refined. After drinking it, it was like a raging bull that would be blown away if it was not careful.

That power was something that even he needed to drink and digest in a special way.

Qin Feng was a freak, but he didn't have any other way. He drank more than ten catties of wine, which was even more natural than cattle. However, after drinking it, he revealed an unsatisfied expression …

The way it looked.

One must know that back then, Chu Zhongtian, that kid, craved wine and gave him a mouthful. He even spat it out and got tortured to death.0

What in the world happened? Could it be that this fellow possessed a physique?

In order to verify his conjecture, Lin Ze took out a Fiery Blazing Pill and threw it into the gourd. Then, he took the Holy Spring Water and poured it into the gourd.

This recipe had been left behind by the Qiu Family's ancestor. He had also inadvertently discovered that a Grade Eight Flame Pill coupled with holy spring water could form a naturally brewed liquor.

When ordinary people drank this strong wine, the more they endured, the greater the benefits would be.

It was the same for cultivators. The more they drank, the more their cultivation would skyrocket.

Although this secret recipe was very heaven-defying, it still had a lot of disadvantages.

First, ordinary physiques could not withstand it. It was very easy for one's cultivation to go berserk or even explode and die.

The second reason was that it was easy to refine the Fiery Burning Pills, but the Fiery Solar Fruits that were needed were too rare. He had also unintentionally picked the core of the Fiery Solar Fruit in the Black Wind Mountain, crushed it into powder, and refined the Fiery Burning Pills.

In addition, there was only a tiny bit of water left from the sacred spring. After taking it, it completely disappeared, as if it was as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Due to various conditions, the Fiery Wine was only sufficient for him to drink. In fact, he usually drank ordinary wine and would occasionally taste that gourd of wine to satisfy his craving.

However, no matter how much he drank, his cultivation did not increase. However, he could feel that his life was lengthening. He even felt that as long as he didn't die accidentally, he could live for several hundred more years.

"Kid, are you alright? Are you going to point it up or are you talking about the pain in your body?"

Lin Ze still did not believe that Qin Feng could drink his rations in one gulp and still remain normal.

Even with his many years of habit, he didn't dare to take out twelve pounds in one go. Three pounds was already his limit, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to withstand the force and his body would explode.

"No, it's very comfortable. Do you have any more wine? Give me another bottle!"

Qin Feng's face was filled with excitement because he felt that the Profound Qi inside his body had formed a whirlpool.

In the blink of an eye, his God King had broken through to the middle stages and was soaring all the way to the late stages.

His heart was beating rapidly. If he broke through the God King realm, he would be able to enter the capital without having to search for an opportunity within the Devil Capital.

Above God King, Saint King. Even if he were to enter the capital, facing Ye Family, he should have the qualifications to speak.

Until his cultivation broke through to the late stage of God King, the rope was almost shattered by the Profound Qi inside his body.

Luckily, Lin Ze quickly pulled the rope up, Qin Feng wrapped the other end around his waist and revealed an excited expression.

"It's still not enough. Old man, how about we get a drink?"

Lin Ze could already feel Qin Feng's cultivation level. After breaking the third seal, he was only one step away from becoming a Saint Ruler.

At least he did a good deed to make up for Qin Feng. Lin Ze threw down the freshly brewed wine.

However, this time, Qin Feng didn't taste anything. His cultivation only increased by a tiny bit and then he would never be able to improve again.

"So, it's not that there are no restrictions, but the taste is just to my taste!"

Even though it did not help his cultivation any more, Qin Feng did not let go of the last bit of the wine. He drank it all in one gulp, causing Wu Tie to jump and scold him, saying that he had wasted everything.

At night, Lin Ze had fallen asleep leaning on a big rock, snoring loudly like thunder.

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