At this time, there was actually a drunk Taoist priest looking for trouble downstairs. Su You frowned slightly, and looked down from the second floor. He saw a Taoist priest wearing only a light blue Taoist robe lying on the table on one side of the empty private room. His brows were clear and without wrinkles, but he had a few long beards and seemed to be quite drunk.

Qinyin Pavilion also has good players to deal with those masters who are drunk and want to attack the girls of Qinyin Pavilion.

They all once had great reputations.

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

One on the left and one on the right, they attacked at the same time, their moves were fierce but also measured.

The drunk Taoist just staggered, and the fierce move just brushed past his body.

He took advantage of the situation and stretched out his arms to smash on the real person's face, then fell back and sat on the big monster's back. Both of them burst out with their own powerful Yuan Qi, but when they fell on the drunk Taoist, it was like a drop in the ocean, without any effect at all. They were all shocked and their expressions changed suddenly, knowing that they had met a master.

"You two, please step back first."

"Master, why are you here in my Qinyin Pavilion today?"

Su You's voice was calm. The Shuangfei Pavilion's Liu Zhenren and the abandoned disciples of the Flying Eagle lineage all retreated. The Taoist staggered, as if he couldn't stand steadily. He stumbled several steps before leaning back on the chair and said drunkenly, "It's a beauty. I want the beauty who plays the zither as rumored, and I also want good wine."

"Wine?"

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

The wine glass seemed to contain endless water, which was extremely heavy and deep, with a strong and profound force, seemingly slow and gentle, with waves flowing and ripples spreading out, reflecting the scenes of countless worlds and countless beautiful scenes, as if they could point directly to the heart. If a mortal drank it, he would be drunk until he was a day old and would not wake up. The drunken Taoist tilted his body back, bit the wine glass with his mouth, and drank up all the Thousand Days Drunk, which looked like a cup but was actually as much as a stream.

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

"But she is not the beauty I want."

Su You said to himself: "...It's an immortal."

The man in gray crouched on the railing with a bowl of meat in his hand. He ate heartily while looking at the drunk Taoist priest over there. He said, "Not only is he an immortal, but he is also a very extraordinary immortal. Hey, drunk Taoist priest, what kind of beauty are you looking for?"

"This is Qinyin Pavilion, the reputation of the Fox Clan for six thousand years. What beauty can you not find here?"

The drunk Taoist laughed loudly, raised his head and drank, saying: "Hahahaha, old friend, what you are talking about is only the beauty of external things, the five senses, the external appearance, the beautiful figure, the beauty that is beautiful, but it is not what I seek."

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

“You can play the profound music of the zither and talk about the vastness of the world.”

"I can decide the fate of the world with my pen, and I can discuss the three religions and nine schools of thought."

"There is a state of mind that frames the universe and forgets about the great way, and there is a heart of the way that picks up a sword to slay demons and establish the world."

"This is beautiful."

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

"What about the bad news?"

"The bad news is that this guy is coming for the brat who can't be found here."

The drunk Taoist laughed: "My friend, you are going too far."

Mr. Gray asked, "What old friend?"

"Taoist, please don't make friends carelessly."

The drunken Taoist laughed, and somehow his body appeared in front of the fortune teller. There was no fluctuation of the heavenly secrets, nor any change of the aura, but it was natural, harmonious and calm, which scared the fortune teller. The drunken Taoist stretched out his hand to grab him, but suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing on his face. It did not erupt, and was contained but not revealed, but it was more destructive because of that.

The sword in his hand, together with its sheath, pressed against the tip of the fist that was coming towards him, deflecting its energy.

However, the divine will contained in it, the heavy and majestic Zen, and under the Zen, the murderous intent and evil thoughts that made the Taoist tremble with fear mixed together and pressed down. The drunkenness in the Taoist's eyes dissipated, and with a shake of his wrist, this Zen turned into sword energy and was guided into the earth, and the formation of the entire Qinyin Pavilion shattered in an instant.

The earth seemed to shake.

The fortune teller squatted on the table with the meat in his hand, staring at the two guys.

Su You's expression was slightly moved.

Just now, both of them fought with suppressed realm and strength, but their moves were performed smoothly and with spiritual charm, as if as long as they breathed in and out, the Yang God's further Dharma body would be revealed. This was clearly no longer an ordinary realm. If one were in Buddhism, he would be an Arhat, if one were in Taoism, he would be a great immortal official, or in the demon country, he would be a demon king, who could open up a demon country and become the master of a great force.

"This is the Earthly Immortal Realm..."

The Taoist looked at the monk and praised him, "Excellent boxing skills and great Zen mind."

"I thought there were evil thoughts lingering in the world, but I never thought there was a master who used his own body as a temple to suppress all the evil thoughts in his mind. I really admire him."

The monk put his hands together and said, "Your swordsmanship is extraordinary."

"I, a humble monk, also admire you."

The fortune teller smacked his lips and felt a terrible headache. Even the well-cooked meat of the spirit beast inside was not fragrant anymore. The monk in front of him was a great Arhat with two great wishes. Even a Bodhisattva could touch him. Although his realm had dropped slightly because of the many evil thoughts in his body, his desire to fight and kill was definitely stronger.

The Taoist priest fought the monk to a draw without even drawing his sword.

Push it a little more.

I’m afraid he is not an ordinary earthly immortal.

It might be that it is another immortal in the sky whose state of mind was broken, and he fell into the mortal world and wanted to learn from the Jade Emperor who went through tribulations to temper his Taoist heart. Although he is now deeply trapped in the eight difficulties and is an earthly immortal, his cultivation level has not reached the level of Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head and Five Qis Returning to the Origin. That is a qualitative difference. He cannot use the means of immortals. He can't use any of the immortals' laws of heaven and earth or the bodhisattva's freedom of transformation.

But it is not an ordinary earthly immortal realm, and it is quite different from this monk.

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

It hurts so much.

The pain was so severe that I felt nauseous.

Eat a few bites of braised pork to calm your nerves.

The drunk Taoist priest who sensed the familiar "master's aura" and felt his own opportunity greeted the monk, then looked at the fortune teller who was stuffing meat into his mouth, and said with a smile: "Old friend, what's wrong? You really don't remember me?"

The fortune teller said, "Who are you? Don't try to get close to me!"

"Look carefully, I don't know you!"

"Hey, hey, hey, stop, stop, don't come any closer, if you come any closer, I'll call for help."

Seeing his appearance, the drunk Taoist looked around thoughtfully. Considering the face of the man in gray, he asked through voice transmission: "You..."

"Did you seal your memory again?"

The man in gray paused.

"ha?!"

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

The drunk Taoist had some fear and headache in his eyes. He frowned at the harmless gentleman in gray with oil dripping from his mouth, and asked in a voice transmission, "But what do you want to do this time? Before, you didn't even show up yourself, but you single-handedly led to the destruction of the Blood River Sword Sect, caused the death of Great Sage Xiaofeng, and handed the Blood River Sword to me."

"And now, you've even sealed my memory?"

"Is it about an existence that you cannot even think about?"

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

"Even your own memories must be sealed."

???

Destruction of Blood River and death of Howling Wind?

I did it?!

What are you talking about?

The gray-robed gentleman had a dull look on his face. He chewed the braised pork in his mouth, swallowed it, and said:

"Ah? I don't know."

The drunk Taoist stared at him for a long time, and then his eyes were suddenly filled with drunkenness. He slapped the gray-robed gentleman's shoulder with such force that half of his body was numb. He seemed to be seeking revenge, and said with a smile: "Ah, I tricked you like this and gave you so many compliments. Shouldn't you accept it naturally?"

"You're so honest now!"

"Old friend!"

Bang bang bang!

Tap the shoulder very hard.

The fortune teller was slapped so hard that his body became numb. He asked, "Who are you?"

The drunk Taoist looked around and said with a smile: "My surname is Lu, and my Taoist name is Chunyang."

Su You's expression suddenly froze.

A swordsman who was famous throughout the world 1,300 years ago.

The current founder of Dao Sect.

He personally resolved the Blood River Rebellion.

It is said that his swordsmanship is high enough to be compared with the sword gods Yun Zhiyi and his wife who were active in the turbulent times six thousand years ago. In terms of pure swordsmanship and practice, he is even one step ahead of those two swordsmanship legends. He suddenly appeared more than a thousand years ago, and was already an immortal in the world. He then traveled the world with a sword.

He once went to the gate of the demon clan great sage to discuss the thirteen chapters of the way of swordsmanship. Each chapter discussed one aspect of the way of swordsmanship. In the thirteen chapters, he discussed all the changes in swordsmanship in the world, and finally returned to one sword. He broke all thirteen swords with one sword, and was praised by the great sage as the unparalleled in the way of swordsmanship.

She was in the same era as Siyou, who was the most beautiful woman in the world, at her peak.

After making an unparalleled name for himself, he suddenly went into seclusion and never set foot in the mundane world again.

Su You looked a little unhappy.

The Taoist in front of him had pursued Siyou before, but unfortunately, the flower had intentions but the water was flown mercilessly, so the Taoist was free and easy and left calmly. However, many things that happened in the past, such as picking flowers from all over the world and letting them fall from the sky, the sword fairy floating down in the sea of ​​flowers, and he was affectionately gazing at the white-haired beauty who was dressing by the window, and asking for love in public.

He was thrown away by Siyou's sleeve.

Another example is staying overnight at Qinyin Pavilion, drinking fine wine every day but having no money. In the end, after being pawned as a sword, he was drunk and stripped of his Taoist robe, leaving only his inner clothes and thrown on the street. However, he howled loudly, chanting "The sky is my blanket and the earth is my mat", and chanting the poem "I have three rooms. The pillars are made of eight mountains. The surrounding walls are blocked by the sea. The myriad things are made of brackets, and the tiles cover the blue sky."

These many things.

Because it is so outrageous, it has been circulating until now.

And this kind of thing happened more than once.

Although it was a casual and free-spirited story about a Taoist senior, it was not so pleasant for the other party involved.

He is a rare guest who has been blacklisted by Qinyin Pavilion and refused to be received.

When I was young and ignorant, the seniors in Qinyin Pavilion always said that if I didn't listen, the drunk Taoist priest from Dao Sect would come and knock on my window. So the little fox girls at that time were frightened and their faces turned pale. They were obedient and willing to practice the piano. This shows the outrageous and dissolute deeds of the Taoist priest in those days.

"It turns out to be Senior Pure Yang Sword Immortal."

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

"Sister, show the guests out!"

The Taoist raised his hand to stop him, saying, "Hey, hey, hey, don't, don't, I have been meditating for a thousand years and have never come down the mountain. What happened back then was just that my state of mind was not perfect, so I was a little unrestrained. I am really sorry for being rude. I am sorry. I didn't come here today to think of you."

"Speaking of which, the girl's appearance is not inferior to Siyou back then. I wonder how famous she is..."

Su You's face darkened: "The Taoist priest is romantic, but he went somewhere else!"

The drunk Taoist laughed loudly, cupped his hands and said, "I'm not asking for a beating, I was just joking."

"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, "The Pure Yang Sword Immortal had attained enlightenment 1,600 years ago, and was called 'No Leakage for Many Years. The Karma was formed. He practiced successfully for 3,000 years. He was able to subdue fire dragons and tigers, and became an immortal on earth.' Your senior brother is probably at least at the Earth Immortal level. 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 had a time when I was very advanced in Taoism, so I know why he is my senior brother... There are differences in the order of learning Taoism, and he was the first to enter the orthodox path."

Su You answered without thinking, just wanting to drive the Taoist away, and said:

"I don't have any sixteen-year-olds here..."

There was a slight pause, and he suddenly thought of the conversation they had a few days ago.

"Ah, speaking of which, how old is the real penis?"

"Sixteen."

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

Lu Chunyang smiled and bowed, saying:

"Yes."

Su You was thus shaken inwardly and found it difficult to remain calm.

Sixteen years old, real person.

The founder of Taoism.

Is this really the talent of a true gentleman?

…

Qi Wuhuo closed his eyes for a long time, and replayed the formation in his mind. It was huge and complex, and it was the integration of the great principles of the Green Lion Great Sage's life. It was impossible to break the formation, because if it moved, the holy fetus would also move, and the Green Lion Great Sage would notice it. Therefore, this formation could only be [replaced] but not broken.

The ritual needs to be replaced with a formation of the same level.

And during this process, one must also try to maintain the level of spiritual charm received by the holy fetus.

Don’t let the Great Sage Green Lion notice.

This was an extremely difficult task, so difficult that Qi Wuhuo felt that the Holy Mother Taiyuan who taught him the formation might not be able to complete it within a month. However, with the assistance of the Great Emperor Dongyue, there was still a slight possibility of changing the formation.

And the [Replacement Formation] was removed.

There is only one other way left.

Find a way to allow this holy fetus to foster spirituality and consciousness!

This step is no less difficult than changing the formation. Qi Wuhuo finally decided to change the formation as the first method.

Qi Wuhuo also had to make a choice regarding the formation used to replace the ritual.

The young Taoist raised his sword gestures in his hand and swung it slightly in the air. His fingertips cut through the air, emitting tiny cold rays. It seemed random, yet it seemed to have formed a mysterious and indescribable formation. Its name was -

【trap】

【Absolute】

【punish】

The aura of the sword of robbery of the Great Dao Lord's lineage was presented in the form of a formation, and finally it flowed and changed and returned to one point.

Pure and boundless killing and fighting!

【kill】!

clang!

His fingers broke through the air, the strings of the zither moved automatically, and the resonant sound of the zither had a hint of murderous intent. The young Taoist exhaled slowly and replaced the [Blue Lion Clan Rituals] with the [Sword Formation of the Great Lord], replacing protection with killing. Let's see what will happen when he breaks through. The only problem now is that this formation is difficult to change and it takes time.

And after today, it would be extremely difficult for me to enter the Holy Land of the Green Lion Clan. If I force my way in, I would definitely be suspected by the Green Lion Great Sage. But if I find a way to enter here by myself... it would also be a challenge.

Qi Wuhuo's thoughts were in turmoil. At this time, there was a knock on the door. The night banquet was about to begin. The monsters gathered. The young Taoist closed his eyes and let Xiao Pengcao pull him into this place, and then played the piano calmly. Huang Yao still wanted Xiao Pengcao to sit on her side.

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

When the hair was lifted, the young Taoist could smell an extremely strong and bold fragrance.

After the music ended, the monsters didn't care about his music. Or rather, those who could listen to the music calmly were rare even among humans, let alone monsters. Qi Wuhuo didn't care. The Great Sage Qingshi said, "Wuhen's music is still as good as before, but it's a pity that you seem to have distracting thoughts and worries in your mind, which affect your music. It's not beautiful after all."

"You can tell me any difficulties you have."

"You are my guest. I will satisfy your request." The big man raised the wine glass in his hand and laughed:

"Only when your mind is happy and relaxed can you play excellent music!"

Qi Wuhuo thanked him.

The Great Sage of the Blue Lion smiled and said, "Then, after one month, I will have to trouble Master Wuhen."

"Members of our clan will escort you back to Qinyin Pavilion. Hahahaha, I think everyone in Qinyin Pavilion is also worried."

Qi Wuhuo felt a little depressed, but Huang Yao beside him seemed to smile: "That little puff grass must stay."

Little Pengcao hugged Qi Wuhuo's arm.

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

"Lord... Wherever Wuhen is, there I am!"

The little pampas grass is very determined.

Huang Yao said casually, "Then, Master Luteur, you should stay as well. I've been feeling bored with food these past few days, so it's a good thing to have some music. I think, Master Luteur Wuhen, you won't refuse my request, right?"

"Um?"

The young Taoist subconsciously opened his eyes a little and saw the woman in front of him who had changed back into women's clothes. She was wearing a gorgeous red dress, which was dazzling.

The dark golden pupils stared at him, with a smile on their face.

A kind of beauty that possessed a hint of arrogance, power, and strength, and was extremely aggressive, invaded the eyes of the cold young Taoist.

The Great Sage of the Green Lion laughed: "Oh? The zither player is willing to stay?"

"Hahaha, if you feel it's difficult, then you don't have to."

"I will talk to Huang Yao myself."

The young Taoist had his eyes closed.

What exactly is Huang Yao thinking and what is her stance? Is she on the side of the Green Lion, or does she not mind any changes? The young Taoist does not know. He is just trapped in the situation and finds it difficult to escape. Sometimes, there is no absolutely clear strategy. If he wants to break the formation, he actually has no more choices.

And this decision only takes a moment.

In fact, there were not many pauses in the conversation.

The young Taoist nodded slightly, and heard his own voice sound calm and peaceful:

"I stayed."