I am immortal

At this time, there was actually a drunken Taoist looking for trouble below. Su You frowned slightly. Standing on the second floor and looking down, he saw a Taoist wearing only a light blue Taoist robe lying on one side of the empty seats. On the table, his eyebrows were clear and there were no wrinkles, but he had a few long beards, and he looked like he was drunk.

Qinyin Pavilion also has good players to deal with those masters who are crazy about drinking and want to take action on the girls of Qinyin Pavilion.

All have had great names.

One is a real person from Shuangfei Pavilion in the human world, and the other is a great demon from the Feiying lineage of the demon clan.

One on the left and one on the right, they all took action, with sharp and measured moves.

The drunken Taoist just staggered, and this sharp move just brushed past his body.

Taking advantage of the situation, he spread his arms and smashed them in the face of the real person, and leaned back to sit on the back of the big demon. Both of them burst out their powerful Yuan Qi, but when they fell on the drunken Taoist, they both felt the same. The mud cow entered the sea, but it had no effect at all. They were all shocked, and their expressions suddenly changed, knowing that they had met a master.

"You two, please step aside first."

"Why did this Taoist priest come to my Qinyin Pavilion today?"

Su You's voice was calm. Master Liu from Shuangfei Pavilion and the abandoned disciples of Feiying lineage all moved away. The Taoist staggered, as if he was unsteady. He stumbled several steps before leaning on his chair. , said drunkenly: "She is a beauty. I want the rumored beauty who plays the piano, and I also want good wine."

"Fine wine?"

Su You was on the second floor, shaking his hands and sending out a glass of wine.

In this wine glass, there seems to be endless water, which is extremely heavy and deep, with a strong force that seems slow and slow. The water waves in it flow, and ripples spread out, reflecting the scenery of countless worlds, and there are thousands of beautiful scenery, which seems to be able to directly Refers to the original mind, ordinary people drink it, but they can't wake up the day before. The drunk Taoist leaned up, bit the wine glass with his mouth, raised his neck, and drank up what looked like a cup, but was actually as much as a stream. Drink.

He burped and said, "It's fine wine."

"But she is not the beauty I want."

Su You said to himself: "...he is an immortal."

Mr. Gray Yi squatted on the railing with a bowl of meat. While feasting, he looked at the drunken Taoist over there and said: "Not only is he an immortal, he is also an amazing immortal. Tsk, tsk, tsk, hey, this drunk Taoist, What kind of beauty are you looking for?”

"This is Qinyin Pavilion. The Fox clan has a reputation of six thousand years. What kind of beauty do you want that you can't find?"

The drunken Taoist laughed loudly, raised his neck to drink, and said: "Hahahahaha, old friend, what you said is just the beauty of external things, for the facial features, for the appearance, for the beauty of the appearance, for the beauty of the face, it is beauty. It’s not what I want.”

"The person I'm looking for..."

"You can caress the depth of the music and talk about the vastness of the world."

"The writing can determine the world, and the discussion of Tao can reach the level of the three religions and nine streams."

"There is a state of mind that frames the world and forgets emotion in the way of the great road. There is a mind of the way that lifts the sword to slay demons and sets the cauldron of heaven and earth."

"This is beautiful."

Mr. Gray Yi chewed the meat in his mouth, turned around, looked at Su You, and said: "One piece of good news, one piece of bad news. The good news is that this kid is not here to cause trouble for you."

"Where's the bad news?"

"The bad news is, this kid is here for the brat you can't find the most."

The drunk Taoist laughed and said, "Old friend, you are going a little too far."

Mr. Gray Yi said: "What old friend?"

"Taoist priest, please don't have any random friendships."

The drunken Taoist laughed, but somehow he appeared in front of the fortune teller. There was neither fluctuation of heaven nor change of qi. It was natural, harmonious and calm, which shocked the fortune teller. The drunken Taoist looked towards him. As he stretched out his hand to grab it, he suddenly felt a gust of strong wind blowing against his face. It had not exploded and was not revealed, but it was more destructive because of it.

The sword and scabbard in his hand were pressed against the edge of the flat punch, pushing away its energy.

However, the divine intention contained in it, the majestic Zen intention, and under the Zen intention, the murderous intention and evil thoughts that frightened the Taoist were mixed and suppressed. The drunkenness in the Taoist's eyes dissipated, and his wrist shook, so this wave The Zen spirit turned into sword energy and was introduced into the earth, and the entire Qinyin Pavilion formation shattered in an instant.

The ground seemed to shake.

The fortune teller squatted on the table holding the meat and stared at the two guys.

Su You's face was slightly moved.

Just now, both of them were fighting with great skill and strength, but the moves were running smoothly, and there was charm accompanying them. It seemed that as long as they breathed and breathed, Yang Shen's true form would be revealed. This was obviously no longer ordinary. In the realm, if the Buddhist sect is an Arhat, if the Taoist sect is the Great Immortal Official, and the demon kingdom is the demon king, he can open up a demon kingdom and become the master of a great force.

"This is the realm of earthly immortals..."

The Taoist looked at the monk and praised: "Good boxing skills, good Zen mind."

"I thought that there were demonic thoughts left in the world. I never thought that there was a master who used himself as a temple to suppress the demonic thoughts in his mind. I admire him."

The monk clasped his hands together and said, "Your Excellency's swordsmanship is extraordinary."

"I admire you too, poor monk."

The fortune teller smacked his lips and felt a headache. Even the stewed spiritual animal meat in the innermost part was no longer fragrant. The monk in front of him had a great Arahant foundation, and with the blessing of two great aspirations, a Bodhisattva could also touch it. , At present, although the realm has fallen slightly because he has contained many demonic thoughts in his body, his desire to fight and kill is definitely stronger.

The Taoist priest's sword was not unsheathed, and he was even with the monk.

Give it a little more push.

I'm afraid he's not an ordinary earthly immortal.

Maybe one of the true kings in the sky has had his state of mind shattered and fell down into the mortal world. He wants to imitate that freak of the Jade Emperor who has sharpened his Taoist heart through all the tribulations. Although he is trapped in eight difficulties and tribulations at the moment, he is an earthly immortal with a cultivation base. The state has not reached the point where the three flowers gather at the top and the five qi are facing the Yuan. That is a qualitative difference, that is, you cannot use the methods of gods, the true king's laws, heaven, and earth, or the Bodhisattva's freedom of transformation. None of them can be used.

But it is also an unusual realm of earthly immortals, which is almost different from this monk.

And for some reason, looking at the drunken Taoist priest, the fortune teller felt a little pain in his stomach.

It hurts.

It hurt so much that I felt sick.

Eat two bites of braised pork to calm down the shock.

The drunken Taoist and monk who sensed the familiar 'breath of master' and faintly sensed their own chance met with the monk, then looked at the fortune teller who was stuffing meat into his mouth, and said with a smile: "Old friend, what, really Don’t you remember me?”

The fortune teller said: "Who are you? Don't mess around!"

"See clearly, I'm not familiar with you!"

"Hey, hey, stop it, stop it, don't come any closer. If you come any closer, I'm calling someone."

Seeing his appearance, the drunken Taoist priest looked around thoughtfully. Considering the face of Mr. Gray Clothes, he sent a message and asked: "You..."

"Have you sealed your memory again?"

Mr. Gray Yi hesitated.

"ha?!"

"What did you say? How could I seal my memory?"

The drunken Taoist's eyes were filled with fear and a headache. He looked at Mr. Gray Clothes, whose mouth was oily and his face was harmless. He frowned and asked via voicemail: "But, what do you want to do this time? You were even worse than yourself before. Without even showing up, he single-handedly led the destruction of the Blood River Sword Sect, caused the death of the Great Sage Sao Feng, and handed the Blood River Sword to me."

"And now, you have even sealed my memory?"

"Does it involve an existence that you can't even think about?"

"What did you 'hear'? What did you want to do?"

"Even your own memory must be sealed."

? ? ?

The destruction of Blood River and the death of Xiao Feng?

I did it? !

what are you saying?

Mr. Gray Yi had a dull look on his face. He chewed the braised pork in his mouth, swallowed it and said:

"Huh? I don't know."

The drunken Taoist stared at him. After a long time, his eyes suddenly filled with drunkenness. He slapped Mr. Gray Clothes on the shoulder with such force that half of his body was numb. He seemed to have a sense of revenge. , said with a smile: "Ah, I deceived you like this and gave you so many high hats, shouldn't you just follow it naturally?"

"You are so honest now!"

"Old friend!"

Bang bang bang!

A very hard tap on the shoulder.

The fortune teller was so shaken that he felt numb and said, "Who are you?"

The drunk Taoist looked around and said with a smile: "This poor Taoist's surname is Lu, and his Taoist name is Chunyang."

Su You's expression suddenly froze.

A world-famous swordsman thirteen hundred years ago.

The current ancestor of Daozong.

Solved the Blood River Rebellion with his own hands.

According to legend, his swordsmanship is as high as that of the sword gods Yun Zhiyi and his wife who were active in the troubled times of the world six thousand years ago. Even in terms of pure swordsmanship and practice, it is even better than those two swordsman legends. On the upper level, it suddenly appeared more than a thousand years ago, appeared in the world of immortals, and then wielded a sword to traverse the world.

The great sage of the demon clan once knocked down the gate and wrote thirteen articles on the art of swordsmanship. Each article discussed one end of the art of swordsmanship. Thirteen articles discussed all the changes in swordsmanship in the world. Finally, they were summarized in one sword and defeated with one sword. These thirteen swords were praised by the great sage as being unparalleled in swordsmanship.

In the same era as the most beautiful Siyou who was at her peak.

After gaining an unparalleled reputation, he suddenly retreated into seclusion and no longer lived in the world.

Su You's face looked a little ugly.

The Taoist in front of me once pursued Siyou, but it was a pity that Luohua was ruthless, so this Taoist left freely and calmly, but there were many things that happened back then, such as picking flowers from the world and falling all over the sky, and the sword fairy in the sea of ​​flowers. Floating down, affectionately, watching the white-haired beauty dressing up by the window, courting her in public.

He was thrown away by Siyou with a sleeve.

Another example is like staying in the Qinyin Pavilion at night, drinking fine wine every day but having no money. Finally, after becoming a swordsman, someone took off the monk's robe and left only the inner clothes on the street. However, he screamed loudly and chanted "Heaven is the quilt and the earth is the mat". , chanted the song "I have three rooms." The pillars are made of eight mountains. The surrounding walls are blocked by the sea. All things are like dougongs, and the tiles cover the sky. ’

These many things.

Because it is so outrageous, it has been circulated to this day.

And this happened more than once.

Although it was a casual and carefree anecdote for a Taoist senior, it was not so pleasant for the other person involved.

It was a rare guest who was blacklisted by Qinyin Pavilion and refused to receive it.

When I was young and ignorant, the seniors at Qinyin Pavilion always said that if you were disobedient, this drunken Taoist priest from the Dao Sect would knock on your window, so the little fox girls back then were all frightened until their faces turned pale. Yes, I am willing to practice the piano. This Taoist's outrageous and debauched things back then can be seen at one end.

"It turns out to be Senior Chunyang Sword Immortal."

"Qinyin Pavilion is small and cannot accommodate a great god like you. Please get out."

"Sisters, see off guests!"

The Taoist hurriedly raised his hand to stop him and said: "Hey, hey, no, no, no, I have been meditating for thousands of years and have not come down the mountain. What happened back then was that I was not in a perfect state of mind, so I was a little dissolute. I am really sorry for the rudeness. Sorry, I didn’t come here today just to miss you.”

"Speaking of which, the girl's appearance is much more modest than that of Siyou back then. I wonder how famous she is..."

Su You's face turned dark: "The Taoist priest is romantic, but he goes elsewhere!"

The drunk Taoist laughed, cupped his hands and said, "I'm not asking for a beating, it's just a joke."

"I came here today for one person."

"For whom?"

The Taoist smiled, his eyes clear and calm: "Looking for my senior brother."

Su You said: "Chunyang Sword Immortal has attained enlightenment one thousand six hundred years ago, and his name is 'No Leakage for Many Years'. The relationship has been established. The cultivation has been successful for three thousand years. The fire dragon subdued the tiger, and the land brought immortality." ', your senior brother is probably at least in the earthly immortal realm, but there is no senior brother of yours here."

"Wrong, wrong."

Lu Chunyang waved his hand and said, "He is only sixteen years old."

"After all, I have experienced the Tao at a high level, so I can understand why he is the senior brother...there is a sequence of hearing the Tao, and he was the first to enter the orthodoxy."

Su You answered without thinking, just wanting to drive away the person in front of him, and said:

"I don't have a 16-year-old Taoist disciple here..."

His voice paused slightly, and he suddenly thought of the conversation he had just a few days ago.

‘Ah, speaking of which, how old is the real little brother? ’

‘Sixteen years old. ’

Su You couldn't help but feel a wave of emotion surge in his heart, his expression was slightly moved, and he said, "It's him..."

Lu Chunyang smiled, saluted, and said:

"Of course."

As a result, Su You couldn't help but feel shocked and found it difficult to maintain his composure.

Sixteen years old, real person.

The ancestor of Taoism.

Is he really the talent of a true king?

……………………

Qi Wuhuo closed his eyes for a long time. The formation was replayed in his mind. It was huge and complicated. It was the unity of the great sage Qing Shi's life. It was impossible to break the formation, because if he moved, it would pull the sage. The fetus also moved, so the Blue Lion Great Sage noticed it, so this formation could only be "replaced" but not broken.

The rituals need to be replaced with formations of the same level.

And during this process, we must also try to maintain the level of aura received by the Holy Fetus.

Don't let the Blue Lion Great Sage notice it.

This is an extremely difficult matter. The difficulty is so terrifying that Qi Wuhuo feels that the Holy Mother of Taiyuan who taught him the formation may not be able to complete this matter within a month. However, with the help of Emperor Dongyue, he can change this Formation, there is still a slight possibility;

And the [Replacement Formation] is removed.

There's only one other way left.

Find a way to let this holy fetus breed spirituality and consciousness!

This step was not as difficult as changing the formation, so Qi Wuhuo finally decided to use changing the formation as the first method.

As for the formation to replace the ritual, Qi Wuhuo also had a choice.

The young Taoist took up the sword technique in his hand and swung it slightly in the air. His fingertips cut through the air, and there was a fine cold light. It seemed random, but it seemed to be combined into a mysterious and indescribable formation. Its name -

【trap】

【Absolute】

【punish】

The aura of the Tribulation Sword of Dao Lord's lineage is presented in the form of formations, and finally flows and changes, returning to one point.

Pure boundless, killing battle!

【kill】!

Zheng!

The strings of the piano broke through the air with his fingers automatically, and the vibrating music sounded slightly murderous. The young Taoist exhaled slowly, and replaced the "Green Lion Clan Ritual" with the "Dao Jun Sword Formation", killing instead of protecting. When he breaks through the realm, he should So, the only problem now is that this formation is difficult to change and it takes time.

After today, it will be a huge difficulty for me to enter the Holy Land of the Blue Lion Clan. If I come by force, I will be doubted by the Blue Lion Great Sage. But if I find a way to enter this place by myself... it will also be a challenge.

Qi Wuhuo's mind was filled with thoughts. At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and the night banquet was about to begin. A group of monsters gathered together. The young Taoist closed his eyes and let the little fluffy grass pull him into the place. Then he calmly played the piano. Yao still asked Xiao Pengcao to sit over her.

Seeing Xiao Pengcao shaking his head, she simply stood up, put on a red dress, and sat next to Xiao Pengcao.

When his hair was raised, the young Taoist could smell the extremely strong fragrance.

After the music of the piano ended, the demons didn't care about his music. In other words, those who could calmly listen to the music were rare even among humans, let alone among the demon clan. Qi Wuzhuo didn't care. The Blue Lion Great Sage said: "With Wuhen's song, the sound of the piano is still as good as before. It's just a pity that there seem to be distracting thoughts and worries in your heart, which affect your piano sound. After all, it's not beautiful."

"If you have any difficulties, you can tell me."

"You are my guest, and I will satisfy your requirements." The big man raised his wine glass and laughed:

“Only when the mind is happy and hearty can we play excellent music!”

Qi Wuhuo thanked him.

The Green Lion Great Sage Lang smiled and said: "Then, in one month, there will be a piano master named Lao Wuhen."

"I have members of my clan who will send you back to Qinyin Pavilion. Hahaha, I think everyone in Qinyin Pavilion is also worried."

Qi Wuhuo's heart sank slightly, but Huang Yao next to him seemed to be laughing: "I want to keep that little fluffy grass."

Xiao Pengcao hugged Qi Wuhuo's arm.

Huang Yao looked at the piano player who was very close to him, smiled, and said, "Xiao Pengcao doesn't want to stay."

"Lord...where is Wuhen, where am I!"

Xiaopengcao is very determined.

Huang Yao said casually: "In that case, Master Wuhen, you can stay as well. It just so happens that eating and drinking these days have become boring. Having the sound of the piano is also a good thing. I don't think Master Wuhen will refuse my request, right?"

"Um?"

The young Taoist opened his eyes subconsciously and saw the woman in front of him who had changed into women's clothes, dressed in a bright red dress, dazzling.

Dark golden pupils stared at him, half-smiling.

A kind of slightly arrogant, powerful, powerful, and extremely aggressive beauty occupied the eyes of the cold young Taoist.

The Blue Lion Great Sage laughed: "Oh? The piano master is willing to stay?"

"Hahaha, if you feel forced, you don't have to."

"I'll talk to Huang Yao myself."

The young Taoist's eyes were closed.

What exactly is Huang Yao's thoughts and stance? Is she on the side of the green lion, or does she not mind any changes? The young Taoist doesn't know, but she is in the middle of the situation and it is difficult to escape. Sometimes, there is no way. It was an absolutely clear strategy. If he wanted to break the formation, he actually had no more choices.

And this choice only takes place in an instant.

In fact, there are not many pauses in the words.

The young Taoist nodded slightly and heard his own quiet and peaceful voice:

"I stayed."