Chapter 971: Tzu Yun's Feast, Uninvited Guest

The drunken Daoist didn't look down on Qin Lang, the Wutai Acting Sect Leader and the Great Disciple of Huashan, in terms of age, he was several times that of the other party, and in terms of Taoism, he had already achieved true immortal for many years, the other party might rely on some external force and secret method to break through the true immortal, but how could it be compared with his own years of cultivation?

It's just that he miscalculated the enemy this time, but he lost an adult invisibly, and the forbidden method set by a rising generation on the other side couldn't be unlocked for a while with his Taoist skills, and he had to go back and slowly wear out the secret method of Xuangong to crack it, even if he was already a true immortal, he still practiced the Xuanmen Zhengfa Taiqing Xuangong, but he also needed a cup of tea kung fu to crack it, but the scene in front of him was definitely not a place for him to break the ban.

Fortunately, he was drunk and red all the year round, so his face was not very conspicuous, so he could only greet Sun Nan and other juniors who were still unconvinced, and went in the direction of coming together.

Halfway through, a white-haired old man met with their sword light, and after a while, the group returned to the Biyun Nunnery.

Entering the nunnery, the drunken Taoist immediately bowed his hand to Bai Guyi, who was chasing clouds:

"Old Bai senior, please take action, this Huashan kid is so tightly forbidden that even I can't break it for a while."

The other juniors were all shocked when they heard this, you must know that the elders of the sect have always been omnipotent in their minds. I have never seen a situation where the division commander was also stumped.

Bai Guyi has also been cultivating for many years, and his vision is naturally different, so he has already seen the embarrassment of drunken Taoists, so he didn't choose to come forward.

Because who knows what masters are still hidden in that Ciyun Temple, just a young generation of Qin Lang has already made the drunken Taoist tired to deal with, if he makes a stalemate again, then it will completely lose Emei's face, and greatly damage the morale of their side. Spreading it out is even more hindered to Emei's prestige.

After a while, Bai Guyi first withdrew his mana from Monk Xiao, and sighed with a serious face:

"This Qin Lang is really not to be underestimated!"

Later, the drunken Taoist also put away the Xuanguang condensed by mana, but the prohibition on the golden cicada was also broken.

Both of the little ones had complex expressions of shame and resentment.

Hearing the old-timer mention that Qin Lang, the laughing monk still didn't move, gritting his teeth, but Jin Cicada couldn't hold back and scolded:

"That damn Huashan thief, when the master learns more powerful skills from his father, he will definitely make a big fool of him!"

Obviously, today Xing Chong rushed to the next battle book, but when he arrived, he was captured, which was a big blow to the proud golden cicada.

Except for the laughing monk, who had the same thoughts, the others couldn't help frowning, obviously feeling that this young master of the golden cicada seemed to be a little too pampered.

Seeing that the two elders were serious, Jin Chan muttered a few words, and he didn't dare to speak again.

The drunken Taoist looked at Chasing Yun and said:

"Senior Bai, now the situation is unfavorable to us, it seems that we have to invite some Taoist friends and seniors to come to help in advance!"

Bai Gu Yi nodded when he heard this.

"Indeed, the old man should also show this old face and invite a few old acquaintances to come over."

……

It is now the end of the lunar month, and there are less than twenty days left on the fifteenth day of the first month of the next year.

So at the end of the year, the frequency of sword light in the huge sky of Chengdu Mansion is getting higher and higher, and the number of outsiders in some monks and most of the rivers and lakes has also increased significantly.

Of course, these are not all invited by both sides to help, and there are many people who came to see the lively rivers and lakes after getting the news.

For them, whether it is a decent or a side gate, which one on both sides wins, most of them will not change much, after all, these people are just the existence of the bottom of the Xuanmen cultivation world.

Of course, most of the powerful scattered immortals still hope that the side door side can win, after all, they both belong to the side gate, whether it is Wutai or Huashan, they will have some affection, and they will not be the same as Emei, and there is no difference between treating the side door and the demons of the evil sect.

Soon it was the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and the people of Wutai and Huashan had already come to Ciyun Temple a few days earlier, and even the Flame Patriarch personally led a team to help his disciples.

In addition, relatives and friends who were invited to help boxing and watch the ceremony also arrived one after another.

For example, the two disciples of Zen Master Xiaoyue, Tongjian Shen Ape Lu Qing and Sick Vimo Zhu Hong, came in advance, saying that their master would arrive later. There is also the Zen Master of Jinxia Cave Pearl of Wudang Mountain, the sword fairy Kunlun Shiyuzhu of the younger generation of the Wudang faction, and the Feilaifeng Tiezhongdao people of the Kunlun faction, although these two are one of the four factions of the righteous path, but at this time, they came to participate in the camp of the side door, which really made many people present in the side door more confident.

As for some left-handed bandits and even evil demons who appeared in the original book, of course Gao Jingfei would not let Wutaimen go down again, and he has rarely made friends with those bandits over the years.

Even because of the strict rectification of the Flame Patriarch on the Huashan side in the past few decades, many people have been cleared out.

Strictly speaking, those people are similar to the disciples and helpers, and they are not official disciples of Huashan themselves, and the disciples who have been officially included in the door wall but do not follow the right path have either been ordered by the Agni Patriarch to think about it behind closed doors and make corrections, or have been expelled from the door wall and left to fend for themselves.

This includes Shi Nanxi, the younger brother of the poisonous dragon, and Gongye Huang, the uncle in Huashan, a few years ago, Shi Nanxi didn't even dare to let a fart go, so he announced that he would not be able to become a true immortal and not go out, and now he is still in retreat at Botai Peak in Huashan.

So this time Ciyun fights swords, the manpower from Ciyun Temple is very different from the original.

Even so, these many guests, fortunately, had Gao Jingfei to pick up soil as a wall, and cast a spell to build dozens of simple houses like small courtyards on the side of the inner courtyard, and the four of them lived in one courtyard and one person per room. Otherwise, with the scale of Ciyun Temple, it would not be able to accommodate these people at the moment.

As for the disciples, the followers followed the Lord's house and lived in the next transept.

Although a little hasty, there is no luxury decoration furniture, but everyone is a cultivator, naturally will not care about this, in the mountains and wilderness when the open air is a common thing, not to mention to arrange so many rooms, basically everyone has a separate room, every day is four o'clock melons and fruits and all kinds of vegetarian food supply constantly, although because it is a temple can not be stained with meat, but the vegetarian taste is also very good.

This is the fire-headed monk in the temple personally trained by the extraordinary gourmand Gao Jingfei, and the cooking skills under his hands are naturally extraordinary.

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On the morning of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, seeing that most of the people who were invited had arrived, there were only a few important people left who did not have exact news, but those who did not come after receiving the invitation, Gao Jingfei also felt that these people in the dojo were enough to deal with the Emei side.

So he ordered a big banquet in the inner courtyard of Tsz Yun Temple to have a big banquet for guests.

When the monks in the outer courtyard of Ciyun Temple were busy feasting, suddenly there was a buzzing sound in the sky, accompanied by the sound of insects gnawing on crispy things, and those mortals were dizzy and nauseous for a while.

I saw the Venus flying in the sky, converging in the sky above Tsz Yun Temple, accompanied by a miserable green light.

Before the person appeared, he heard a strange laugh.

"Such a big feast, why don't you wait for the ancestor to come before starting the feast?"

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.