Xiaoyao Building, in the most prosperous part of the city, the four-storey pavilion has sprung up, up to more than ten zhang, the atmosphere is magnificent, carved beams and painted buildings.

The girl and the little girl in charge of welcoming the door actually have a condensed cultivation, and the woman's eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, smiling smartly, and the man is handsome and delicate, like a spring breeze.

In Li Nature's opinion, this kind of handwriting was extremely rare even among the many big cities in the eastern realm.

"Little Taoist, how high is your cultivation?" Gu Qingying leaned over to him and asked quietly.

"Very high, what's wrong" Li naturally didn't know why Gu Qingying suddenly asked this.

"Oh, don't talk about it, you give out your highest cultivation, we can be arranged in a good position when we go in" The little girl pursed her lips and walked up the stairs, very dissatisfied with Li Nature's concealment.

A girl in a white dress greeted a few people who came up, and smiled before saying a word: "Several, welcome to Xiaoyao Building, may I ask. ”

Before the words came out, she felt that the young Taoist priest actually exuded the spiritual consciousness of the Returning Yuan Realm, which couldn't help but make her eyes widen, her small mouth opened slightly, and she was stunned in shock. The other doormen and guests around also looked sideways, and then hurriedly turned to the side, not daring to look more, for fear of disturbing the distinguished guests. At the same time, I thought to myself, no wonder there are two such beautiful fairies walking together.

Only Zhu Shunyi, who followed behind him, did not react, one was that he didn't know what kind of realm this was when he first entered the cultivation, and the other was that even if he knew, he would not be surprised, in his heart, Li naturally and the Great Sage had the same weight.

One gives him a new life, and the other gives him a future. Even if Li naturally said that he was a land immortal, Zhu Shunyi would not hesitate to believe it.

And the most surprising people here were Gu Qingying and Zhang Ruyue. Especially Zhang Ruyue, she had already guessed as much as she could, feeling that Li naturally should be a genius disciple sent out by a certain gate to practice, and his cultivation could even reach the late stage of Kaiyang, who knew that he was actually in the Guiyuan Realm, and he looked only in his twenties. You must know that she and Gu Qingying's master, as well as the city lord of Dangyang City, have only returned to the cultivation of the middle of the Yuan Dynasty. But they were already hundred-year-old monks.

Who is this little Taoist priest and how did he practice!

If Li Zhenren told them that he was already in the early stage of the real Xuan. I guess it can knock these people's jaws off.

However, Li naturally knows his own family affairs, and with this kind of cultivation, he can barely support himself to deal with the second-rate cultivation sects in this world, but who is his enemy? Sword Pavilion, there are several Sword Pavilions of Tongshen, oh, there is also a madman who was sealed in the mountain stone and didn't know when to climb out and slaughter the peak of his cave void, Xiang Tai'a.

The little girl Gu Qingying was shocked at first, and then saw the respectful eyes of the people around her. couldn't help but feel a little proud, raised his little face slightly, and pinched his voice: "Ahem, what are you doing in a daze, don't lead the way ahead for this woman." ”

Listen to this pretended low voice, and the little girl's posture of a master. Li naturally couldn't laugh out loud, this little girl, how can she be full of drama!

The girl was awakened when she heard this, and saw Li Nature's expression distorted by holding back laughter. Thinking that this Guiyuan Great Monk was going to be angry, cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead, and he said tremblingly: "Senior, the little woman knows her mistakes, and she still looks at her predecessor Haihan." "I'm about to cry when I finish speaking.

Li naturally smiled and squinted his eyes and waved his hand: "It's okay, don't be nervous girl, I'm here for the first time, take us in first, and I hope the girl will recommend a few signature dishes for us."

Listening to Li Nature's gentle voice, the face of the white skirt Menying looked much better, and he glanced at Gu Qingying cautiously, a little ashamed of himself. He bowed down and said: "Thank you, seniors, a few seniors, please." ”

"You'll be a good man, huh, big carrot."

Gu Qingying wrinkled her little nose at Li Nature, and entered the door first with broken thoughts in her mouth.

At the beginning of the lanterns, the hall and the surrounding private rooms have been filled with guests. In the center, on a bulge like a wellhead, there is a fire attribute spirit stone inlaid with a burst of warmth.

Some of these people are in twos and threes, and some of them drink by themselves. All eyes are on the high platform on the north side, waiting for tonight's drama.

The white skirt door ushered a few people to a box located very close to the high platform, and then took out a beautiful menu and introduced it carefully.

Li naturally randomly clicked on a few local features that he hadn't tried, and turned his head back. At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a light gray robe and holding a folding fan with a waking wood had already arrived at the desk.

He was a man who liked to tell stories and small tunes, and one of the few non-derogatory comments the old man had about him was: "Some fireworks." ”

The storyteller bowed in all directions, grabbed the waking wood and slapped it lightly on the table, and the crisp sound rippled throughout the hall. In an instant, his voice was much lower, waiting for the beginning of the show.

"Half of the night in the middle of the spring dream, fame and fortune are a duckweed, today you listen to my three words, and realize that the truth is that the prince is light~"

As soon as this set poem came out, Li naturally frowned, and then looked at the intoxicated expressions of the surrounding audience, and couldn't help but feel at ease.

This storyteller is a late Guiyuan period, and he is a cultivator of music like the little girl who showed a struggling face. But this person is also a master, and he is definitely not lacking in these rewards. What is he up to?

Li naturally got up silently and crossed a stream of Xuan Qi into Gu Qingying's body. Leave a note for Zhu Shunyi to wait for me here, and then walk outside. is also a music and rhythm exercise, and if the little girl relies on her own Xuan Qi to break free, it will be of great benefit.

There is no need to listen to this book, there is no storyteller on the stage at all, but a monk with other plans, and the purpose he hides here is probably not unrelated to the purpose of Master Zhang Ruyue's visit.

In addition, when they were in the mountains, the monks of Dangyang City depicted by the two were different from those at this time, and when they first entered the city, Li naturally felt several Guiyuan breaths sweeping over him. If this is like Gu Qingying said, the city lord is the number one master here, and he dominates one side, then what are these hidden people?

But none of this had anything to do with him, the Sword Pavilion was like a mountain pressing on him as a true Xuan Cultivator, how could he be in the mood to worry about other things.

Out of Xiaoyao Building, Li Naturally, who was about to find a place to eat a casual snack, his ears suddenly moved, and he looked to the left, only to see a thin old man in ragged clothes, a straw hat on his head, and a white beard playing a musical instrument like a pipa.

Bursts of melodies came from the dingdong, elegant, rustic, with a hint of flavor that does not belong here.

Li Naturally, who came to the front, stood with his arms crossed, his fingers gently moving with the beat.

Seeing someone, the old man stopped, picked up an unrecognizable gourd next to him and took a bite. Then he played it again, but this time, he sang while playing: "The mountains and rivers are beautiful and the sun is high, so it's so windy~. ”

The cold moonlight, the hurried pedestrians on the road, an unknown song, an old man and a Taoist priest. are all integrated into this leisurely, with the melody of the years.

"I don't want anything but him, do you know or not~"

The cold wind took away the last note. The old man's cheeks flushed slightly, and he raised his head, and a pair of deep eyes looked past the young man in front of him to look at the lights in the distance. He picked up the gourd again, but this time he saluted the young man and took a big sip.

At this time, the old man's eyes lit up, and he saw that the Taoist priest actually took out a jar of wine from the storage bag, which he recognized, the strong liquor in the north, the drunken immortal.

Li naturally pulled out the cork, raised the small jar in his hand like an old man, and then poured a big mouthful, the turbid wine syrup flowed down his neck, and the old man's pupils couldn't help shrinking, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

"Ha~" With a long breath, Li naturally put down the jar, his lips moved slightly, and no sound came out. The old man on the opposite side seemed to have been immobilized, and his muscles tensed for a moment. The whole person was motionless. There was shock in his eyes.

"The drama on stage is fake affection, and the real people outside the building do not appear on stage"