Legend of the Great Sage

Hearing the name "Fellow Taoist", Li Qingshan really felt like he hadn't seen him for a long time, and then he was shocked. There was actually a cultivator in this building, and he didn't even notice it. Although the scene was too noisy and he did not use his spiritual power to detect it, this was unimaginable in Kyushu, let alone in the Five Continents world. He could even see through what people were thinking.

The laws of the human world have greatly suppressed the power of "Tao Law Manifestation of Saints", including induction and detection. Even the turtle's premonition has become extremely vague. What he relies on most when he comes here is his sense of smell.

Recalling the feeling of being watched just now and the strange deer roar, I couldn't help but fall into thinking. Is it too careless to reveal magic in this city?

At this time, a middle-aged man floated down, but he was more refined and luxurious. He had three strands of long beard on his thin face. He was wearing a green robe that was somewhat similar to a Taoist robe, and he had a certain air of immortality.

He first walked around the peach blossom tree several times, picked a flower, crushed it, and tasted it in his mouth to confirm that it was a real peach blossom and not a cheap deception. When he came to Li Qingshan again, he asked in surprise: "What kind of magic is this? How did fellow Taoist do it?"

"Foundation-building monk?" Li Qingshan asked.

"Yes, it's just a foundation-building cultivation." The middle-aged man said quite proudly, stroking his three strands of long beard.

"It's polite."

Li Qingshan smiled. Precisely because of the restraint of the laws of heaven and earth, the human world is not a world where "Nascent Souls are everywhere and golden elixirs are not as good as dogs." Ordinary Qi Refiners are just warlocks, not even monks. There must be a lot of strong practitioners like him, but in the vast world of the human world, the chance of encountering one of them is really slim, and if they don't even dare to show off any magic. Too much caution.

"Thank you, Maoshi. May I ask what your friend's surname is and what his cultivation level is?"

Xie Maoshi glanced at Zhu Yingcai and saw that he was a Qi practitioner, but he could not tell the cultivation level of the unparalleled handsome man in front of him, but "an expert can tell if he is there as soon as he reaches out his hand." This boy is by no means an ordinary person.

"Li Qingshan, Yuanying."

Li Qingshan showed some aura, but he tried his best to hide the domineering and domineering side of "Huang Ji Destroy the World", and temporarily changed it to "Huang Ji Jing Shi Lu", naturally showing a noble aura, as if "the world is all under heaven, all the time." In the palm of your hand."

"Nascent Soul cultivator!?"

Xie Maoshi was shocked. He had already guessed whether the other party's cultivation level was higher than his own. Maybe he was a pill-forming monk, but he didn't expect to reach this level. Quickly straighten your clothes,

He made another big salute: "It turns out that Senior Li is here. I'm rude, please forgive me!"

Zhu Yingcai finally got the confirmation from Li Qingshan, and he was full of amazement. Then he thought: "Brother Yuanying, that is a legendary figure. If you can worship him as your teacher, it will be worth not going to Wanxiang Sect!"

Most people don't understand the meaning behind the word "Nascent Soul". But I am very familiar with Xie Maoshi. He is an equal to the ruler of the country and treats each other as Taoist friends. He is famous for being suave and informal. I have never seen him be so respectful to others.

The girls' eyes were filled with brilliance, and they could not imagine such a handsome young man. He has such a high status among warlocks.

Xie Maoshi couldn't believe it at first, but considering that those great monks were all ageless in appearance, he shouted "senior" and regarded himself as a junior, for fear of offending him in the slightest. That's an unexpected disaster.

The old bustard became three points shorter and said carefully: "Master Li, the food will be ready soon, it will be ready soon! Please sit upstairs!"

Xie Maoshi waved his sleeves: "Where are you going upstairs? This kind of romantic place is just an insult to your seniors!"

The old bustard's expression froze, but he did not dare to refute, and he cursed in his heart: "You old pervert, if you don't come to my Huaxianglou one day, why don't you humiliate you to death! Huh, I think I'm afraid that if Mr. Li comes, who will The girl still cares about you."

Xie Maoshi really didn't have this idea, but he was so excited when he saw a living Nascent Soul monk. This was an extremely rare fate.

"Senior, the Lord of the Kingdom is hosting a banquet for monks from all walks of life in Luming Garden. Why don't we go and drink a few cups of royal wine... No, no, no, this is too disrespectful to senior. I will go to the palace to spread the word. If you know that senior is coming. , I must come to welcome you in person!"

"The Lord is inviting monks to a banquet, why don't you go?"

Li Qingshan thought. He was about to inquire about the news. Isn't this a good opportunity? Moreover, the people outside the city were starving and the people inside the city were so drunken and luxurious, which always made him uncomfortable. He was about to meet this 'foolish king' and ask him why he was so fatuous.

Xie Maoshi felt ashamed and said: "This junior is so greedy and lustful that I make my seniors laugh."

Li Qingshan smiled and said: "There is nothing funny about a real man being romantic."

Xie Maoshi's eyes lit up: "What a great man! The senior is really open-minded, which is beyond the reach of the juniors. I will immediately order someone to report to the palace and ask the king to open the palace gates to welcome the senior!"

"No need, tell me in which direction the Luming Garden is, and how far away is it?"

Zhu Yingcai immediately understood what Li Qingshan wanted to do and immediately covered his mouth with both hands.

Xie Maoshi looked at him strangely, not daring to disobey Li Qingshan's wishes, pointing in the direction and telling the distance.

"Enter my guests well."

Li Qingshan explained to the old bustard again. Just as the old bustard was about to reply, he saw three figures rising into the sky, flying in the direction of the imperial city in mid-air, and sat down on the ground in shock: "God!"

"Old Madam, bring me some peaches. I'll pay you five taels, no, ten taels of gold, sir!"

"I will give you twenty taels of gold!"

"Mom, I want to eat too!"

The whole building suddenly became noisy, and the old bustard was in great spirits: "A peach is worth ten taels of gold. This is the minimum price. Please make an offer. It will be a fair trade. The one with the highest price will get it! If your daughters want to try something new, please beg for it." A benefactor around you."

Then he told several turtle masters: "Please entertain Mr. Li's 'distinguished guests' well and give them a good meal. This will be regarded as a good deed and a good deed!"

At the same time, in a royal palace with pleasant scenery, with deep trees, the sound of deer croaking, and pavilions surrounded by clear water, palace maids wearing light gauze came and went like clouds with light steps.

Dozens of monarchs and ministers tasted the delicacies while enjoying the singing and dancing of silk and bamboo, flowing water and drinking wine, and they were so happy and relaxed.

There was a loud bang, and something fell from the sky, stirring up ten-foot-long water waves, like a heavy rain splashing on the pavilion. It shocked the palace maids, messed up the silk and bamboo, and for a while, the hairpins on the temples were messed up, the cups were overturned, and the emperor and his ministers were all shocked. Losing color, the Lord of the White Deer Kingdom shouted: "Protect me! Protect me!" completely forgetting his own cultivation.

Ordinary qigong masters were even more miserable. One of them got directly under the desk with his butt sticking out.

A voice under the pavilion shouted: "Your Majesty, don't panic, it's me, it's me!" (To be continued...)