Three years later, on the central continent of Lanzhou, a fairy mountain is located in the encirclement of major forces, not far from this mountain range there is a small town by the sea, because it is close to the east coast, so the people in this town are used to calling the mountain ridge Dongling, the East Ridge is surrounded by smoke all the year round, it is also called Xianshan, but it also has its own real name, called Shu Mountain.

There is a group of immortals who live on Shu Mountain, eating fairy fruits and drinking fairy dew, always thinking that they are different from the group of ordinary people under the mountain, "immortals" are also the title they give themselves, but it is a bit high-minded, in fact, it is a slightly larger sect, called Shushan faction, this town is called Qingluo Town.

A hundred years ago, there was a Taoist hall in Qingluo Town, which is the current overlord of Qingluo Town, Liuyi Pavilion, after Liuyi Pavilion drove away the Shushan faction, occupied the Qingluo Town area, and since then has formed a beam, although sometimes it seems to be harmonious on the surface, in fact, the head of the Shushan faction has long had a ghost in his heart, vowing to recapture Qingluo Town one day.

The Shushan faction, which should have never been in contact, has been down to Shushan one after another since the last two years, coming to Qingluo Town to play, of course, the Liuyi Pavilion didn't care much, after all, they didn't regard the Shushan faction as a threat, and since then, whenever someone from Shushan appears in a tavern in Qingluo Town, people will habitually call them Dongling people.

On this day, Wu Ergang put on a navy blue long straight robe, tied a white Wen Yu happily walked into a tavern, of course, he didn't just come to drink, and he came to report normally on the fifteenth day of every month, today is the drama of Qiuyue Building, and the whole town also serves wine to the guest officials in this tavern, and there is also a play to watch.

And Wu Ergang himself is also a person who is crazy obsessed with drama, drink a little wine with just the right intensity, and watch a drama, there has never been such a leisure and wonderful moment in life, and every month it is this day to be away from the hustle and bustle of the world, have your own freedom to get rid of the shackles of the rules, do what you like, and have been waiting for the day when you die of old age, so that there are almost no regrets in life.

Speaking of Wu Ergang this year, he is also more than 100 years old, he has been singing with his father since he was a child, the family was very poor at that time, in order to make a living, his father pulled a few homeless people and formed a troupe, there are only three people in the family, and there is a younger brother in addition to him.

In the second year after his mother gave birth to him and his younger brother, there was a plague in Qingluo Town, Wu Ergang's mother was unfortunately infected with this stubborn disease, ordinary elixirs could not be treated at all, and there was no money to buy high-quality elixirs.

Since then, Wu Ergang decided to learn singing with his father, work hard to earn money, and cultivate into a respectable martial artist in the future, so that the family will have money, and now a hundred years have passed, and it is time for him to go to the grave, but fortunately, all the wishes he hoped for when he was young have now been successfully realized.

But if you are lucky enough to break through another layer of cultivation this year, your lifespan will almost be able to increase by several years, but it will be almost impossible, and even after each coming Heavenly Tribulation is almost nine deaths, not to mention the possibility of breaking through cultivation.

Wu Ergang walked into the Qiuyue Building, before that, he put on a mask that never left his body, as a feeling, this is essential, and there is no intention to hide his identity, he went up to the second floor, found a clean place to sit down, the people on the stage held spears and short swords, painted strange makeup that his parents couldn't recognize, and there was a sound of female Jiao'e babbling in his ears.

"Okay, good!" The warm applause at the bottom rang out again, Wu Ergang looked at the "woman" dancing the gun below, revealing strong and slender calves under the gold-rimmed red robe, which really didn't look like a woman's legs, not that soft, but sharp and vigorous.

"I'm a man, not a woman...... "Male and female voices blurted out.

Wu Ergang smiled, thinking that it was really still that guy, and now he was a little similar to pretending to be a woman.

"This guest officer, look at the mark on your chest, it is the elder of the Liuyi Pavilion," Xiao Er, who was wearing a turban, walked over with a pot of wine, and after seeing the word "Liu" on Wu Ergang's chest, his face changed, "Little brother is so sloppy, please forgive the elder, do you want to have some wine?"

Wu Ergang didn't raise his eyes to look at him, still looked at the female Jiao'e below, and said, "I rarely drink, let's have the best pot in your shop." ”

"The finest wines we have here are teapots, pranya soup, chalcedony, decency, and ...... drinking."

"Okay, okay, don't read it," Wu Ergang waved his hand impatiently, "It's just that chalcedony." ”

"Howl!" Xiao Er replied cheerfully.

But after a while, the chalcedony was on the table, the lid of the wine was opened, and a small bowl was drunk, the fragrance was fragrant, as if it could really taste the magical green jade bone marrow, Wu Ergang took a sip, laughed and looked at the performance of the female Jiao'e below, once she remembered that she was a man, the wine in her mouth couldn't help but squirt out.

Halfway through the play, a loud noise came from below, Wu Ergang frowned, wanting to see who disturbed his good interest, the door of Qiuyue Tower was kicked open, and a man dressed in white with a long sword walked in, swaggering, but with a unique fresh breath, and then followed up with a few younger brothers, several people found an empty table in the middle, and sat down.

"Dongling people, it's Dongling people......" The surroundings were quiet, only to hear someone whispering, and the drama on the stage also stopped.

After this name was spoken, Wu Ergang's face was ugly, and the bowl in his hand was slowly put down, and he suddenly noticed that the female Jiao'e's expression had also changed, as if with a trace of anger.

"What are you looking at, haven't you seen our Shushan sect disciples? What kind of Dongling people, it sounds so fucking cheesy!" The man in charge slammed his sword on the table and roared.

Everyone turned around, no longer paid attention to him, and no one dared to say a word more, everyone in Qingluo Town knew that the Shushan faction was the Kendo League of the year, when Qingluo Town was controlled by them, life was miserable, even if I saw Dongling people returning to Qingluo Town to play again today, it was still the appearance that no one cared about, which was terrifying.

"Little Er, serve the wine!" the man slapped the table and shouted.

Xiao Er didn't dare to slack off, and served all the best wine in the store, for fear of offending these ancestors, the seeds of terror planted in their hearts by the Dongling people are still sprouting today.

Nu Jiao'e no longer paid attention to him, and continued to raise her voice and sing, Wu Ergang held his breath in his heart, and he wanted to fly down immediately to teach these arrogant maniacs a lesson, but he didn't want to make trouble for no reason, if he turned his face with the Shushan faction because of this matter, Liuyiguan would probably have to be dragged down.

After a while, the man at the bottom suddenly threw the bowl down and shouted, "What the hell is this singing, babbling, you fucking running to mourn?"

The scene was quiet again, and after the female Jiao'e turned around, as soon as these words came out, she stopped with her back to them, motionless, and the troupe playing drums and gongs was also stunned, with cold sweat on her forehead.

"Love to listen or not, who do you think you are, you are not welcome in Qingluo Town, hurry back to your kennel!" At this time, a brave strong man slapped the table, stood on a chair and pointed at the man and scolded.