After everyone introduced themselves to each other, they gathered around a table and drank.

The old monk is called "Gu Lie". He is a mixed-race of Han and Tibetan, and a monk of the Shura Daohuafu level.

The girl called herself "Long Xiaoqi", a native of Dali, an outer disciple of Donghuang Dao, and also a cultivator of the Huafu level.

Wei Dongliu looked around and saw that there were old men, children, beauties, and hermaphrodites gathered at the table, but he was the only serious cultivator. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Is this a weird conference?

Gu Lie thought he was mocking him and narrowed his eyes and said:

"Fellow Daoist Wei, Fellow Daoist Wen and Fellow Daoist Jiang have such high regard for you that this old monk is somewhat curious. I wonder if it would be convenient for me to learn about your strength?"

"How do you plan to learn from me, Brother Gu?" Wei Dongliu asked with a smile.

Gu Lie did not answer, but curled up his middle finger, and suddenly a sword energy shot out, heading straight for Wei Dongliu's face!

Faced with this vicious and cruel sneak attack, Wei Dongliu remained calm, sitting upright and drinking, and then a golden light blocked the sword energy.

Looking closely, it turned out to be a golden beetle. It caught the sword energy with its mouthparts and chewed it into pieces in just one bite.

"The golden silkworm Gu with a hundred poisons?" Wen Yang was horrified.

"The golden silkworm Gu with a hundred poisons!" Jiang Li'an was overjoyed.

Gu Lie also recognized the name of this golden silkworm Gu. His pupils shrank slightly, and he suddenly kicked the ground with his legs. He stepped back while raising his hands and shot out two more sword energies, all of which shot directly into Wei Dongliu's eyes!

This move uses offense instead of defense, and its purpose is to prevent Wei Dongliu from choosing defense so as to buy himself a chance to survive.

Choosing to go straight into the other person's eyes is also to arouse the other person's subconscious tension and create a stronger sense of fear and oppression.

However, Wei Dongliu just smiled slightly, not afraid at all. Two golden lights shot out from his sleeves and penetrated from the left and right like lightning to block the two sword energies. They turned out to be two golden silkworm Gu with hundreds of poisons.

As for the one that flew out first, it made a buzzing sound and suddenly pounced on Gu Lie's head!

"Daoyou, calm down!" Wen Yang shouted hurriedly.

After a flash of lightning, the scene calmed down again.

Gu Lie raised his empty hands and continued to retreat, but he did not dare to move a step.

A certain golden silkworm Gu, which was full of poison, had already hugged his entire face, and its sharp and huge fangs were clicking, as if it could bite him at any time.

Wei Dongliu just sat there leisurely, with a leisurely expression, and cast his eyes towards Wen Yang.

"How amazing!" Long Xiaoqi suddenly said.

Her seemingly silly and cute remarks instantly eased the tense atmosphere, so Wen Yang smiled again and asked to smooth things over:

"Fellow Daoist Gu, now you have experienced the magical power of Fellow Daoist Wei?"

"I've learned a lot! I've learned a lot!" Gu Lie, the old foreign monk, was also very single. His huge bald head was already shiny with sweat. He quickly surrendered and shouted, "Wei Dongliu has great magical powers. From now on, I am willing to be a small pawn in front of Wei Daoyou!"

"How dare you be my pawn?" Wei Dongliu said with a half-smile.

"Fellow Daoist Wei." Jiang Li'an said with a smile, "Don't underestimate this old villain Gu."

"In terms of the severity of the killing, the internal fighting in Shura Dao is even more brutal than that in Shushan. The strongest fighter below the Golden Core is called 'Vajra', but it is a high-risk title that changes every year, and people often die suddenly. It is rare for them to be re-elected."

"This old thief Gu looks ferocious, but he is actually extremely cunning. He has been in the Vajra realm of foundation building for three consecutive years, and has not been killed by his junior brothers and sisters. He must have real skills."

In just a few words, she explained Gu Lie's abilities and background clearly, allowing Wei Dongliu to understand.

"Gu, I don't have any ability." Gu Lie said stiffly, "I just want to give in when I meet a master. If you're still not satisfied, I'll kowtow to you a few more times!"

"You should call yourself 'poor monk'." Long Xiaoqi said softly beside him.

Gu Lie ignored her and was about to bend down to kowtow, but he saw the air on his face loosen and the three poisonous golden silkworm Gu had already crawled back into Wei Dongliu's sleeves.

"You don't have to kowtow. As a cultivator, why should you care about worldly etiquette?" Wei Dongliu put his hands in his sleeves and said calmly, "Do something for me later. This time, I'll let it go."

"No problem." Gu Lie stood up and brushed off the dust on his knees. "Then I'll owe you a favor."

He sat down at the table again, as if nothing had happened just now, and told a few jokes without hesitation, which made Witch Jiang giggle, and the atmosphere became harmonious again.

Everyone continued to drink and laugh, but they all had their own ulterior motives which they did not mention.

The poisonous golden silkworm Gu, a deadly creature that has been lost for nearly ten thousand years, suddenly reappears. Everyone needs some time to digest and assess the impact of this incident.

Jiang Li'an was naturally overjoyed, because she had long suspected that Wei Dongliu was hiding his strength.

For example, he is immune to the Magical Sound of the Heavenly Demon, he can conceal the Evil Sword of Ten Thousand Ghosts, and he has an unknown level of attainment in formations, etc.

But those are all false... In the final analysis, the key criterion for judging the strength of a cult monk is to see whether he has the ability to kill others directly!

The appearance of the golden silkworm Gu, which is full of poisons, finally filled the gap in Wei Laozei's "combat power".

Wen Yang had mixed feelings. He was happy because he not only knew this strong man, but he had also dealt with him and had formed a friendship with him.

What is worrying is that the Golden Silkworm Gu with a Hundred Poisons is something that the Beast Taming Sect has been seeking for many years. It is like the Ten Thousand Ghosts Evil Sword to the Yin Ghost Sect. In addition to its own powerful strength, it also has special historical significance.

After all, Long Xiaoqi is my friend for many years. If she wants to plot or even rob me, should I help Wei Dongliu stop her, or help Wei Dongliu kill her?

Gu Lie rolled his eyes for a long time. Although he was joking, he felt a little depressed in his heart and tried to hide his emotions by drinking.

Only Long Xiaoqi remained in a daze as if he was in a trance, and didn't even cast a glance towards the Golden Silkworm Gu.

Seeing her sitting there without any reaction, Wen Yang thought that the Donghuang Dao probably had lost its ambition long ago and did not intend to inherit the mantle of the Beast Taming Dao, so he smiled and said:

"This operation..."

"Friend Wen," Jiang Li'an suddenly said, "Be careful of ears."

"I have booked this restaurant, and I have deployed secret soldiers at all four corners. It is impossible for anyone to sneak in." Wen Yang smiled slightly, his eyes graceful and charming.

"Better be careful." Witch Jiang waved her sleeves, and several more demons flew out, flying in all directions, and disappeared into the wall in a moment.

"Is this all right?" Wen Yang didn't care at all, and continued, "This time, the Eastern Emperor Dao is asking for support from the other five Daos. So if we want to join the hunt, we need Daoist Long to lead and guarantee us."

"That's right." Jiang Li'an nodded and said, "Although the miasma in the Shiwan Mountains will soon dissipate, there are still many dangers and monsters lurking in the mountains. We still need a guide who is familiar with the terrain to lead the way for us."

Wei Dongliu listened indifferently, knowing that the two were explaining to him the importance of Long Xiaoqi, so he just nodded slightly.

Seeing that he had no objection, Wen Yang smiled and said:

"There are still a few days left, so let's first get some basic information about the Shiwan Mountains from Fellow Daoist Long."