I haven't seen him for a hundred years, and Wu Su's appearance hasn't changed much. He seems to have a few more gray hairs on his sideburns, but he is still handsome and has an outstanding demeanor.

As a unique painter in the cultivation world, his fame comes not only from his hand-picked danqing skills, but also from his appearance.

I don't know how many women fell in love with him back then, but Wu Su was infatuated with Hua Wuxue. However, King Xiang is intentional, and the goddess is ruthless.

After Wu Su came out, he first looked around, and then smiled slightly: "Everyone who came to Wu's Qushui Liuyu banquet today must come here and return with all the excitement." ”

"Now, please take your seats." Li Mu said.

Hua Xiangrong and the three of them sat down like everyone else.

Wu Su's Qushui Liuyu banquet really took some thought. He imitated the meandering waters of the literati and scholars, and innovated.

There were not only wine glasses, but also all kinds of novelty in the water.

Hua Xiangrong took out one at random, it was a note that read, "There are regrets".

On the back of the note was a sentence that read, "Although I have died nine times, I still have no regrets."

That's a strange thing. Since there are no regrets in nine deaths, how can there still be regrets? Hua Xiangrong couldn't help but ponder the deep meaning of it.

"Everyone, these notes were written by me casually, and when I got them, it was fate, and I had the right to be happy." Wu Su said.

Sitting next to Hua Xiangrong, Su Budu read out the contents of the note.

The front is "difficult to achieve", and the back is "the road is long".

He smiled and said, "This Master Wu Su is really interesting, write some cursed words." ”

"He said it all, the right to be happy, don't take it seriously." Hua Xiangrong said.

"The gods are chattering, and they don't know what to say." Pei Jin commented.

"Brother Pei, what is written on your note?" Su Budu leaned over and asked.

"On the front is 'Hate Farewell', and on the back is 'This Hate is not about the wind and the moon', indeed, as Brother Su said, they are all cursed words." Pei Jin replied.

"As the saying goes, there is wine today and drunk today, two sons, let's drink the bar first." Hua Xiangrong said.

"I can think of Miss Rong." Su Budu picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

Hua Xiangrong didn't speak again, but also picked up the wine glass in his hand and drank all the wine in the cup.

"Okay, the wine is almost drunk, and now let's get to today's topic." After a while, Wu Sulang said.

Sure enough, the so-called Qushui Liuzhen banquet is just a pretense, and most of the people who came today are monks, and at first glance they have another purpose.

Hua Xiangrong still took the wine out of the stream and drank it, looking unconcerned about what was going to happen next.

"Now please move to the main hall and enjoy the paintings with me." Wu Su stood up from his seat as he spoke, and Li Mu stood up with him.

Appreciating paintings? It seems that today's mystery is in the painting. Hua Xiangrong thought to herself, and also stood up from her seat.

When I arrived at the main hall, I saw a huge white cloth covering something, which I thought was the painting that Wu Su said.

He lifted the white cloth, and the whole picture was revealed to everyone.

After Hua Xiangrong saw the painting clearly, her pupils constricted. Everyone's reaction was similar to hers.

Wu Su smiled when he saw this: "Presumably you can all see the four words on it clearly." 'On the clear and clear'. Yes, what this painting indicates is exactly where one of the top exercises in the cultivation realm is located, the Upper Clear Void Formula. ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience fell silent.

Although Feng Yuqing has been dead for a hundred years, her reputation as the number one sword cultivator in the world back then, her sword, and her exercises will not be forgotten by the cultivation realm.

Although the unified caliber of those major sects is that Feng Yuqing cultivated evil skills before he was punished by the Heavenly Dao. But among the people who cultivate the truth, there are those who are bent on pursuing strength, and they don't care.

In their opinion, if they can have the strength to be the best in the world and be chic for a while, even if they are struck by lightning in the back, they will die without regrets.

There are even those evil cultivators and demon cultivators, I don't know how many people died under Feng Yuqing's sword back then, but when they found this clear secret, they never fell behind, and they were very positive.

In addition, the Xiuzhen faction is also sending people to secretly search, and for hundreds of years, the people who have been searching for the secret of the Qing Dynasty have never stopped.

Feng Yuqing is an orphan girl, without a father or mother, without a door or a faction. According to everyone, her luck was surprisingly good.

I don't know where I met such a top-level technique as the Shangqing Empty Ming Jue, which really made her the number one sword cultivator in the world.

She went to the Ten Thousand Sword Peak Burial Sword Tomb to seek the Tao, but no one cared about it, and they all felt that she came to seek the Tao as a young monk who had just refined qi, probably because the young man was conceited.

But Feng Yuqing pulled out the sword of Hongchen sentient beings in full view of everyone.

It is said that the moment she drew her sword, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the wind and thunder surged. The wind in Wanjian Peak had never been that strong, and most people were blown to the ground.

Feng Yuqing stood alone in the wind, although her clothes were not gorgeous, and although her hairpin ornaments were not expensive, she stood there, making all the sword cultivators present feel coerced.

It's not that no one has coveted her Shangqing Ming Jue and Red Dust Sentient Beings Sword, but soon, everyone discovered that her strength had grown so fast that it was staggering.

After confirming the title of the world's No. 1 sword cultivator, Feng Yuqing gradually received more praise than malice. The strength of the cultivation realm is respected, so the others gradually stopped thinking about challenging her, and began to flatter her as a sword cultivation genius that is rare in a hundred years.

Feng Yuqing herself never said where she found the secret to clearing the sky, and no one dared to ask her later.

But after Feng Yuqing died, except for the wall falling down and everyone pushing it, everyone came out to say how vicious and terrifying her evil skill was, but everyone was looking for the whereabouts of that evil skill.

According to the news that came out of nowhere, top-level exercises like the Shangqing Ming Jue have their own spirituality. When one owner dies, it looks for the next one.

This may sound ridiculous, but many monks are still obsessed with believing it rather than believing it. I always feel that I am the one who is as lucky as Feng Yuqing.

As for whether it is lucky or not? Only Feng Yuqing herself can answer this question.

"Master Wu Su, you, are you sure that this picture is indeed indicating the location of the Upper Void Ming Jue?" Someone stumbled and asked.

"It was also a coincidence that I found this picture, and even more coincidentally, it appeared in Yuezhou, where Feng Yuqing lived at the beginning, and I could feel that there seemed to be some prohibition on this painting." Wu Su said with a smile.

He said this ambiguously, meaning that I am just a messenger, believe it or not.

"Master Wu Su, everyone is a smart person, let's open the skylight and say something. This sword demon's technique is considered a rare treasure, but you are willing to take it out and share it. Isn't there some kind of trouble? A straightforward man said.

"This Taoist friend is right. I could feel the prohibition on the painting, but I didn't know what it was and how to break it. So let's figure it out together. Wu Su said with a smile.

"Master thinks that once the ban is broken, you can know the exact location of the Clear Void Formula." Li Mu said next to him.

It's fun for his master and apprentice to sing and harmonize, but the next scene must be even more interesting. Hua Xiangrong looked at Li Mu and Wu Su with interest.

"Miss Rong doesn't seem to be interested in this sword demon's exercises." Su Budu suddenly said on the side.

"I don't even know if I can successfully cultivate now, so why should I covet this kind of exercise?" Hua Xiangrong asked rhetorically.

"Then do you think what Wu Su said is true?" Su Budu asked quietly.

He suddenly got very close to Hua Xiangrong, and lowered his head, and the distance between the two was very small. Hua Xiangrong quietly stepped back.

"I don't know." She said.

"Then read on." Su Budu said.

It's a pity that this drama is probably unbearable. Because another play is about to be staged.

It's now, it's performance time, and my role is still hard to describe. Hua Xiangrong rolled her eyes in her heart and thought silently.

Wu Su fell down without warning, and Li Mu hurriedly went to help.

He symbolically shouted a few times: "Master, Master, wake up...... Master, what's wrong with you? ”

There was a choked voice in it, strange and real.

Then he stood up and pointed the finger at Hua Xiangrong: "Why do you want to harm my master?" ”

Hua Xiangrong accompanied him dedicatedly: "Huh? ”

"You don't pretend to be innocent here, it's clear that you poisoned the purse you gave to my master and want his life!" Li Mu rebuked angrily.

"Li Gongzi, where do you start with this? Didn't the purse be given to you by the girl Qian Ying from the Rifle Inn? Hua Xiangrong asked in surprise.

Su Budu, who was watching the play next to him, originally listened to it with relish, but his face gradually became ugly. His gaze turned to Li Mu, oozing a chill.

"You're still talking nonsense! I saw that you gave the purse to the master so earnestly, but I didn't expect you to be so vicious! ”

"Li Gongzi, the purse is indeed given to you by Qian Ying, and the matter has come to this point, you can find her to confront her." Hua Xiangrong said calmly.

"This purse was also stuffed into the hands of Miss Xiangrong by Su Mou with his own eyes, which is right and wrong, just ask her." Su Budu said.

A smile appeared at the corner of Li Mu's mouth, and he suppressed it again: "Since this is the case, then ask Miss Qian Ying." ”

Then he said to the others: "Ladies and gentlemen, such a big thing has happened to the family teacher, and the Qushui Liuyu banquet is over, please go back." ”

It's time to send off guests. The crowd understood what he meant.

"What about this painting?" Someone asked.

"When the matter is settled, it's not too late to talk about painting." Li Mu said.

"Okay, in that case, I'll take my leave." Someone was the first to say.

Then a few more people chimed in. Under their leadership, the people soon dispersed.

For a while, only Hua Xiangrong, Su Budu, Pei Jin and Li Mu were left in the hall.

"Everyone is gone, Brother Li, don't pretend anymore." Su Budu looked at Li Mu and said with a smile.

"What does Brother Su mean by this?"

"Wu Su fell, you didn't want to save him at the first time, but were busy catching the murderer. All of this was designed by you and the hostess. Su Budu said.

"Su Gongzi is really smart, but unfortunately, this smart person often has a short life." Qian Ying's voice came from behind him.

She was followed by a person, shrouded in shadows, unable to see his face.

"Well done." Qian Ying said to Li Mu.

"Well done? Don't you think he's an idiot? Su Budu sneered.

"For such a clumsy reason to let you play, anyone present can see the clue in it as long as you have a little brain. Isn't your conspiracy to design Wu Su revealed? Before Qian Ying could speak, Su Budu said.

sneering at each other so bluntly, this doesn't want Su Budu's style of speaking. What's wrong with this man? Hua Xiangrong didn't understand.

The smile on Qian Ying's face faded a little.

"Are you going to play dead?" Su Budu didn't seem to want to watch them play anymore, and shouted at Wu Su.