The Holy City is very prosperous, far more prosperous than any other city.

The most thing here is not what is there, but people, dense and terrifying, coupled with the convergence in the past few days, the floating population of this city mansion has increased several times.

Several times more than half a thousand, apparently a terrible number.

And when there are more people, disputes and collisions are inevitable.

Li Pu has walked all the way, watched all the way, listened all the way, he has seen many disputes and collisions, he has seen prosperity, and he has also seen some joys and sorrows.

This is a world, a world full of seven emotions and six desires, and it is also a world composed of people, who will adjust themselves because of external factors.

At this moment, Li Pu's heart was extremely quiet, and he was like a passerby, constantly passing by, until he walked to the deepest part of the holy city.

Streets, courtyards, ancient houses, bustling, pedestrians, gorgeously dressed, plain, women and children, children, middle-aged strong men.

Everything has become a picture in Li Pu's eyes, he stopped and stood still, for some reason, there was a kind of realization in his heart.

Time passed, pedestrians were colorful, and the last afterglow spilled down, stretching Li Pu's figure for a long time.

"Drive!"

Suddenly, on the other side of the street, a group of people came on horseback, and at a very fast speed, they crossed the bustling street.

"Boy, looking for death?" In the distance, a middle-aged man led by him saw Li Pu's figure, his face was hideous, and he was ready to gallop up.

However, just as the horse reached a distance of one meter in front of Li Pu, Li Pu raised his head, opened his eyes, and slashed out directly with a touch of coldness.

Poof!

With a scream, the horse was cut in two, and the middle-aged man on the horseback also had one arm cut off, and he was covered in blood.

It's a terrifying picture, it's terrifying.

The middle-aged man came from a very big place, a servant of an ancient family, but Li Pu made such a blatant attack and directly started killing.

However, even more terrifying is yet to come.

After the man screamed, he didn't come back to his senses, but Li Pu killed him, his fist was unmatched, there was no spirit and no momentum, but there was a majestic strength hidden.

The power is fierce, surging, and powerful, like a boxing king is making a move.

He killed some of the strong men who rushed towards him from behind, and in just a few breaths, everyone fell in a pool of blood, screaming again and again.

In the long street, people watched this scene in awe and disbelief.

"Boy, you're looking for death!" shouted the middle-aged man who had had one of his arms cut off earlier, his eyes wide, and he killed Li Pu.

Li Pu didn't raise his head, he directly poked out a hand, and then pressed it down, a pop sounded, blood splattered, and the person was directly crushed into bloody mud.

All around, people sensed a chilling smell.

And the group of strong men who came on horseback were also stunned, and their eyes showed horror.

They are the disciples of the Holy Gate, their followers, and their strength should not be underestimated, plus, the Holy Gate is in the limelight these days, who dares to provoke them easily?

But the man in front of him started killing directly, and his eyes never blinked, which was suffocating.

If this person is not very powerful, then he is extremely powerful, and of course, he may also be a madman.

The strong men endured the suffocation in their hearts, they turned around quickly, and they didn't dare to stay here at all.

After a long time, Li Pu casually burned the person and the blood stains on the ground with a fire, he raised his head and left here.

Soon after, the strong man of the Holy Gate came, but it was still a step too late.

Finally, the last rays of afterglow dissipated at the edge of the sky, and night struck, engulfing the entire world like an ancient beast.

Unconsciously, Li Pu came to a small hill, this hill is remote, there are few pedestrians, in such a prosperous city, it is still a unique tranquility.

The moonlight was thin, like a light veil draped here, and from a distance, the green trees rippled like a thin layer of ripples on the shore of the lake.

Under the moonlight, Li Pu stood quietly, never went away, he kept looking at the top of the mountain.

There is a gate square there, which is seven or eight meters high, it is magnificent, solemn, and there is a vicissitudes of life flowing invisibly.

Above the door, there is a rusty plaque with a few large characters vaguely depicted, but after a long time, those large characters have become blurry and cannot be seen clearly.

Behind the door, there is a remnant of the ruins, the wood is horizontal, the tiles and bricks are everywhere, full of the breath of the years.

"Young man, it's already dark, aren't you going back?" the scrawny old man, dressed in a wide robe, stepped out from the side.

At this time, Li Pu noticed his existence, he subconsciously frowned, and then looked at the old man carefully.

He is very ordinary, at least Li Pu does not feel any breath on his body, he is dressed simply, coarse linen, white hair is sparse, and he is as strict as an old man who is about to enter the earth.

The only thing that is unusual is that he appeared on such an occasion, and, as he said, it was already dark, and if he were mortal, he would have long since rested.

"Where is this?" Li Pu paused, and then walked up the stone steps.

Because of the time, the stone steps have been dilapidated, broken everywhere, and weeds have grown, as if no one has walked for a long time.

As Li Pu deepened, he felt more and more that this place was unusual, and at the same time, he also felt the aura that shrouded here.

The breath, precipitation, majestic, solemn, and atmospheric, makes people's hearts rise and fall, and they can't be calm.

"The Land of the Lost. The old man replied, squinting his eyes and smiling faintly.

"Gone?" Li Pu's heart was shocked, and his steps stopped abruptly.

"This place once represented a glorious Taoism. The old man explained.

"What Taoism?" Li Pu opened his eyes.

"Come, under the wind and snow, it is rare to be able to find a confidant and drink a few cups. The old man smiled, waved his big hand, and then an ancient tree, two pavings, a lamp with a flickering spring, a teapot, peanuts, jerky... One by one, it is like it has always been there.

Li Pu's pupils shrank, and his heart set off a thousand waves.

What kind of realm is this? Is it a condensation in nothingness? Or is it a misappropriation of a trick?

"You may be seated. The old man said.

Li Pu was silent, but his eyes became a lot more vigilant, he did not refuse the old man, he thought for a moment, and then stepped forward.

The futon is not an ordinary futon, the whole body is white, white and beautiful, and people can feel the convergence of the looming power of heaven and earth when you sit on it.

At present, Li Pu is more curious about the identity of the old man and more vigilant.

"Are you afraid?" the old man looked at Li Pu.

"Don't dare. Li Pu took a deep breath, and his tone was a little respectful.

"Relax, lad, I'm just a bad old man. The old man poured down a glass of wine, and the rich and mellow wine emanated and filled the air, making Li Pu frown.

Wine is good wine, but Li Pu doesn't drink and doesn't understand wine.

Of course, if people knew what he was thinking now, they would definitely slap him to death.

In this world, how many people can drink the wine poured by the old man? Even if it is just a cup of tea, it can come from the hands of the old man, and this significance becomes extraordinary.

"Senior, you haven't told me yet, where is this place? What kind of Taoism?" asked Li Pu.

"Don't worry, have a few drinks with me first, and listen to the old man slowly. The old man took his glass, took a deep breath, and smelled the smell of wine, and he was so happy that he felt as if he had drunk the water of forgetfulness.

Seeing this, Li Pu didn't say anything more, he sighed secretly, picked up the wine, and drank it all.

The next moment, the rich smell of wine came to his face, and the wine that fell into his stomach burned fiercely, burning his whole body like a fire.

It's a bad feeling.

Li Pu's face was pale, but with a little ruddy, and at the same time, he tried his best to use the sea of qi, trying to digest the glass of wine.

However, how many people in the world can digest the wine made by the old man himself?

"Seniors. Li Pu lost his voice.

"Relax, you're too nervous, it's just a glass of wine. The old man squinted his gaze and smiled faintly.

"I" Li Pugang wanted to speak, but a surge of wine gushed out, he wanted to vomit, and his whole body trembled faintly.

"This glass of wine is good for you, and when the world wants to drink a glass, you don't have a chance, but you want to spit it out. The old man sighed.