However, he didn't know whether Li Zongsheng was drunk or awake at the moment. A few days ago, when they came to deliver food, the senior brother always lay on the couch, his eyes fixed on a small colorful puppet on the bedside table. Whether it was a lion or a tiger, they couldn't remember, but they knew that he didn't move whether the door was open or closed.

From breakfast to lunch, to evening, the day is the same.

"Back in the room?" Li Zongsheng raised his eyebrows, and he really looked a little unruly.

"Since I'm out, it's naturally impossible to go back, and it just so happens that there is no wine in the gourd, so go down the mountain to find wine!" he patted the flask on his waist, which was only two fingers long, and it didn't seem to hold much wine.

"Don't be like this, senior brother, if you go out, the master will blame us. Chang Yi and Chang Qi were a little anxious.

"Blame you?" Li Zongsheng just wanted to leave, but when he heard Chang Yi's words, he stopped his steps, touched the beard on his chin, and seemed to be a little unbearable.

"Hey, I really want to see what the old man in charge of the merit assessment and punishment looks like when he punishes his disciples, it must be very good-looking!" Just when Chang Yi and Chang Qi thought that Li Zongsheng would be very kind, they didn't expect him to suddenly drop such a sentence and show a honey smile.

Hearing this, Chang Yi and Chang Qi were blindfolded at the same time, they didn't expect that Senior Brother's personality would be so bad.

"Quick, quick, let's go and inform Elder Zhenwu, Senior Brother has run away. After a few seconds, Chang Yi came to his senses, and he hurriedly patted Chang Qi's shoulder beside him.

"Oh, oh, good. Chang Qi also came back to his senses, and hurriedly followed Chang Yi to run out of this immeasurable pavilion.

But before they could take a step, a ghostly gray figure suddenly flashed in front of them.

This ghost figure was Li Zongsheng who had just left, Chang Yi and Chang Qi were stunned again in place, not daring to move the slightest.

"Do you all think I'm leaving?" Li Zongsheng smiled, his expression was now very much like the appearance of a thief meeting a woman from a good family, with an obscene face.

"I won't let you go to inform the elders!" he roared viciously, Chang Yi and Chang Qi had already been frightened by this coming-and-going and lost their combat effectiveness.

They don't even remember how they got pinned to the bed.

Li Zongsheng closed the door outside, locked the door with Changyi's key, and then ran away with the slender key.

Only then did he take a steady step and go down the mountain leisurely.

As he walked, he picked the weeds and flowers on the side of the road, like a girl who had never been down the mountain in his life, full of curiosity about the wilderness.

"Wu Nian, is it, this gold list is really you!" he muttered as he walked, holding a daisy in his hand, which bloomed as warmly as this sunny day.

Li Zongsheng teased the leaves of the daisy in his hand, and the scene from twelve years ago flashed in front of his eyes.

It was the last competition of the Immortal Ascension Conference, and Monk Wunian was exhausted from fighting with him in the ring, and neither side could get any benefit.

If anyone could be on par with him twelve years ago, I'm afraid that there is really only this thoughtless monk. Li Zongsheng's eyes appeared with the oily little bald head again, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but crack.

He plucked the leaves of the daisies from the rhizome one by one, and then gently lifted them towards the mountains by the roadside, and with a casual sip of wine, he quickened his pace.

Behind him, where the petals fell, new chrysanthemums sprung up one after another, and they were as charming and charming as the previous one.

Li Zongsheng still remembers that twelve years ago, he was riveting his true anger and wanted to fight to the death with that monk. Unexpectedly, the Wunian monk suddenly collected his true qi, folded his hands, and bowed to him.

The little monk knew that this competition was of great significance to the donor, and it was just a false name for the little monk. Since the donor sincerely wants the first place in this ascension conference, why don't the little monks be a favor?"

The thoughtless monk spoke, revealing a small white tiger tooth. Before Li Zongsheng could react, he jumped off the competition platform and gave up the first place.

But Li Zongsheng knew that if he fought to the end, he might not be able to win against the Wunian monk, and he would also leave a heavy blow to his body. It's just that Wunian saw through his heart, and finally fulfilled him.

That monk is really underestimated, but he deserves the title of the first place on the gold list.

Li Zongsheng was thinking about it, and he reached out to hold the wine gourd on his waist. In fact, there is a small big red sachet tied to the wine gourd.

There was a pair of mandarin ducks tattooed on it, Li Zongsheng pinched the small sachet, and the corners of his mouth cracked slightly.

Only this time he didn't smile, but his eyes were bloodshot and scarlet, and he hurriedly wiped the corners of his eyes, as if there was sand inside.

He lifted the lid and raised the jug to the sky to his mouth, only three or two drops of liquid slowly trickled down his mouth. There were waves in the corners of his eyes, and there were flickering spots of light in them.

I'm really out of alcohol!

Coming down from the Wuliang Peak, passing through the bluestone steps and a deep forest path, you will find the Yanwutang.

There were disciples practicing martial arts inside, and all they heard was the sound of babbling and the crisp sound of weapons colliding.

In fact, there is not only one way to go down the mountain, but Li Zongsheng thought about it, and still turned his head and got into the martial arts hall.

There were about a hundred and ten disciples wearing dark blue Taoist robes practicing swords in the hall, and a man at the head was wearing the same robe as Li Zongsheng.

No, it's different, although the pattern on the man's clothes is the same as Li Zongsheng's, the color is snow-white, not as dirty as his, and there is not even a thread.

"Hey, Senior Brother Shouzhi is practicing swords!" Li Zongsheng came out from behind the buttocks of the disciples, holding his own wine gourd and carrying his crotch, like a second-rate son who came out of nowhere.

"Big brother. ”

"Big brother. When the disciples who were practicing swords saw Li Zongsheng, they all stopped their postures, and they saluted Li Zongsheng scatteredly.

How many days had it been since the disciples of Shushan had seen their senior brother?

Since ten years ago, Li Zongsheng has almost never appeared in front of everyone, except for eating every three or five times, and then when the Shushan beginner disciples have a meeting.

Li Zongsheng leaned on the corner alone, sometimes standing, sometimes lying, sometimes sitting, the only thing that remained unchanged was that he was holding the wine jug in his hand.

Later, he didn't eat anymore, he didn't practice his sword anymore, and he didn't come to the meeting. In the past six months, no one knows where he has gone.

But there were still some people who knew that Elder Zhenwu was afraid that Li Zongsheng would go down the mountain again and poke out some kind of basket, so he locked him in the Boundless Pavilion and added a prohibition to the door.

But that Infinite Pavilion is always just an ornament, if Li Zongsheng really wants to leave, that wooden door and that forbidden, I'm afraid he really can't keep him.

"Hello senior brother. "This disciple who leads the sword practice is Shouzhi, who ranks fourth on the gold list.

His facial features are sparse and ordinary, with single eyelids and thick lips, he looks loyal and honest, and he does not look down on him because Li Zongsheng ranks after him.

On the contrary, the disciples of Shushan still respected Li Zongsheng very much in their hearts.

They practice the Tao to a more Buddhist system, pay attention to the word casualness, and are even more proficient in the Dharma of Buddhism than the Bikong Valley where they practice Buddhism.

Even if Li Zongsheng is like this, he has not made any progress in his cultivation in the past ten years, and he only drinks and sells stupidity every day, but he is still the disciple of the head of the Qingxu family.

Elder Zhenwu, Elder Xuanqi, Elder Yuanshen and Elder Lude, although they seem to hate Li Zongsheng on weekdays, they actually take special care of him behind his back, maybe this is the love of the elders for the juniors!

"Don't don't, don't come to these worldly rituals, I'm here to see. Li Zongsheng did not show half of his arrogance, but looked flattered.

"You keep practicing, keep practicing, and your movements should be standard. Yes, that's it, raise your feet a little higher, yes. ”

He kept wandering among the disciples who practiced swordsmanship like a chatterbox, almost forgetting that he had escaped.