Chapter 48: The Drunken Wine Worm
"Could it be that something went wrong somewhere?" Long Xuan's heart was in chaos. He no longer had the mood to study the forbidden technique, so he pushed the vat lid out a small gap and looked inside.
Seeing a little white snake floating on the wine with its belly up and eyes closed, motionless, like it was dead, Long Xuan was shocked.
If it weren't for the progress display, he would have thought this little snake was really dead.
Long Xuan's expression became wonderful. An idea he dared not believe appeared in his heart: could this Wine Worm have drunk itself to death? He thought incredulously.
Innovation has variables. No one had ever used distilled wine to refine Wine Gu before. He was courting death by insisting on throwing the Wine Worm into distilled wine. Who knew what changes would occur?
Spirit wine in this world is made from various heaven and earth treasures, which leads to the spirit wine in this world being extremely fierce.
He was good, actually distilling the spirit wine several more times. That must be fierce to what extent? It is estimated that it can drink people to death. With the Wine Worm's drinking capacity, it might not be able to bear it, so it directly drank itself to death.
Long Xuan blinked his eyes, looking confused.
No way? Could this Wine Worm have really drunk itself to death?
How is this possible? That is a Wine Worm. Wine Worms are famous for their massive drinking capacity in this world, famous for being able to drink, "three vats and not pass the post."
And it just drank itself to death? What about the massive drinking capacity? Is this still a Wine Worm? Isn't it embarrassing, isn't it embarrassing for the insect?
Long Xuan went completely numb. He had never heard of a Wine Worm getting drunk. A Wine Worm actually had a time when it drank itself to death. This was simply an eternal strange story, unheard of, and it could be considered to have opened his eyes.
What should be done about this? Should he fish it out? He didn't dare to move randomly. What if he fell short of success?
If he didn't care, what if it drank itself to death? Then wouldn't it be big trouble! This vat of wine didn't know how many resources he consumed. The total cost far exceeded the Heavenly Mechanism Eye! Most importantly, there was only one Extreme Grade Wine Worm.
Long Xuan hesitated, almost worrying himself white-haired.
In the end, he still didn't dare to move randomly and didn't dare to do extra things.
Since he didn't understand, he simply didn't care. Long Xuan was considered to have broken the jar and smashed it. Let it be, drink to death if it wants to. It was just an Extreme Grade Spirit Insect; he could afford the loss.
Thinking this way, his mood became open-minded. After covering the vat lid tightly, he sat back on the chair and continued to study the forbidden technique.
Time passed, and another hundred days passed. At this time, his forbidden technique had been developed to 80%, just one step away.
He rubbed his sore neck, couldn't help but stop the work in his hand, slowly stood up, walked toward the wine vat, pushed open a small gap cautiously, and looked inside nervously.
After one look, his heart turned cold by half.
The little white snake was still floating there with its white belly up, eyes closed, just like it was dead.
Long Xuan sighed slightly.
It had already been floating there, and it had already been soaked through.
And it still hadn't woken up.
People who didn't know would think this was snake wine soaked by someone.
But fortunately, the water level in the vat had a clear decline, and the wine liquid was decreasing little by little, which gave Long Xuan a little hope.
The decrease in wine liquid was a good thing, proving that it was still drinking. Being able to drink meant it was still alive.
It was just that it drank itself to death after drinking, and it was hard to wake up and drink a few sips before getting drunk again, always drinking, always drunk, always unable to wake up. It seemed to be the case.
Long Xuan was doubting at this time whether it would really drink itself to death and become the first Wine Worm in history to drink itself to death.
After studying for a while, Long Xuan covered the vat lid again and continued to let it fend for itself.
Using the distillation method of the previous life to refine Gu was an unknown new path, full of variables. Whether it could succeed, he didn't know. All he could do now was wait. Whether it lived or died depended on its own good fortune.
Long Xuan sighed, slowly returned to his seat, picked up his pen, and continued to study his forbidden technique with great interest.
He forgot the passage of time again. Sitting there, it might be a day.
Sometimes he even forgot to sleep, livering all night. Except for drinking water and eating, he almost used all his time to study the forbidden technique. This was the daily life of a "Liver Emperor."
In his study of forgetting food and sleep, the progress was naturally gratifying.
After he livered for a hundred days and nights, this forbidden technique that exchanged lifespan for powerful power was finally successfully studied.
Lifespan is the most important thing for a person, and it is also the most mysterious energy of the human body. Most ordinary people have a lifespan of less than a hundred years. Exhausting lifespan means reaching the end of life.
The destructive power obtained by paying such a huge price will naturally be very terrifying.
However, precisely because the power of this forbidden technique was too terrifying, the power was so great that it was enough to affect him, the caster, and even blow him into heavy injuries.
He had calculated that with the immortal ability of the Cockroach Gu, just detonating a hundred years of lifespan was enough to cause him certain injuries. This was still under the condition of running far away in advance.
However, precisely because it was too dangerous, it was called a forbidden technique. Otherwise, why would it be called a forbidden technique?
The danger of the forbidden technique was one aspect. On the other hand, the price that needs to be borne once used is truly too huge. It consumes the length of survival. Spiritual power is renewable, but lifespan is non-renewable. Use a little and it will be a little less.
Forbidden techniques that cost lifespan as a price can only be borne by Long Xuan. If anyone else uses this forbidden technique, even if they are not blown to death by the forbidden technique, it is estimated that they don't have many years to live.
Even Long Xuan doesn't dare to use it easily. His lifespan didn't come from a strong wind, and he can't afford to squander it. Even if he were asked to take out a year of lifespan to test it once, he wouldn't be willing.
This move is destined to become a trump card that Long Xuan rarely uses. Use it with extreme caution. Once used, it means he has encountered a situation of nine deaths and one life.
However, he doesn't dare to use this forbidden technique easily in the reality realm, but there is no problem in the Original Realm.
The reality of the Original Realm is 100%. The destructive power that the forbidden technique can cause in reality can be perfectly simulated in the Original Realm, and the degree of damage to the environment can be perfectly simulated.
And everything in the illusion is illusory and will not consume the lifespan of the real world.
Thus, he can squander his lifespan unscrupulously in the Original Realm, test the power of the forbidden technique at will, and have enough fun.
At this time, Long Xuan ran into the Original Realm again, condensing a white energy ball in his hands from time to time, and then it was rotated, compressed, and detonated by him. The explosion sound was deafening, blowing the ground into one huge round pit after another.
Some round pits were even as large as a football field, simply terrifying.
This is the terrifying destructive power caused by the price of consuming lifespan, far from being comparable to the destructive power caused by spiritual power.
Long Xuan kept laughing wildly in the illusion, like a demolitionist, frantically destroying everything around him.
Because he was at home at this time and closest to Long Lao's residence, the Original Realm was limited by distance, so he could only copy Long Lao's residence and blow his home into a mess.
Until the lifespan was squandered, his hair had turned white, and he then exited the illusion with unfinished business.
Looking at the forbidden technique he created placed on the table, he felt full of achievement, and the excitement had not yet dissipated.
He closed the book, which was not very thick, and wrote the three big characters "Yuan Qi Bomb" on the cover.
This was the name he gave to this forbidden technique.
Finally, he wrote "Long Xuan Zhe" in the lower right corner of the cover, then stopped his pen and showed a proud smile.
How much is this forbidden technique worth?
Long Xuan couldn't help but give birth to curiosity. He really wanted to go to the auction house to test how valuable the forbidden technique he created was.
But reason told him he couldn't do this. The law is not easily passed on. Only he knows a technique, and no one else knows it, that is the strongest.
The more people who know, the more likely he will encounter enemies who know how to restrain this move in the future. Any technique is most terrifying when it is unknown.
After his mood slowed down, he carefully put away the "Yuan Qi Bomb" and hid it.
Suddenly thinking of something, his expression stalled, and he hurriedly pushed the door and walked out.
He finally thought of that Wine Worm that was still taking a bath, and prepared to go see how it was now immediately.
Although he had already prepared for the failure of refining Gu in his heart, holding a fluke is the psychology of all humans. What if it succeeded? Before the last moment, no one wants to give up.
That was an Extreme Grade Gu insect. As long as he thought about the possibility of possessing an Extreme Grade Gu insect, Long Xuan felt excited and held extremely high fantasies in his heart.
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