Yi Heng looked at Pang Huang, with high strength, thick background, and good looks, it was indeed an excellent choice for female cultivators to find a partner.

But ten days of pursuit feels like a long time, and it really can't be justified.

"Today, I am fortunate to invite a heavy list figure to come here, and it is definitely the luck of your life to see this Taoist friend, and it is also a blessing for Pang to come. ”

Pang Huang roared, and everyone was shocked, what kind of character made him so respectful?

"He is the top genius in the mainland, who participated in the Great Competition of the Hundred Ethnic Groups, and returned with honor. ”

Yi Heng's eyes narrowed, and his thoughts kept changing in his heart.

The whole building was silent for a moment, and then finally understood the words, and immediately erupted into a loud sound.

On the eighth floor, a monk in a fiery red robe appeared slightly and hugged his fists, and without speaking, he sat back in the private room, obviously, in a private room with Pang Huang.

The voices of everyone's discussion were higher and higher, after all, that kind of top genius was too far away from them, and that kind of state-level gate sect was even farther away from them.

At this time, they can see their true body, if they are wearing a fiery red uniform, although their strength cultivation is not clear, but this alone is enough to make them proud.

The crowd made up this scene in the most gorgeous language, and when they met people in the future, they could say, "Where were you when I was drinking with the king of the people in the Wangshan Tower?"

Pang Huang was obviously very satisfied with this atmosphere, so he stood quietly on the platform below, not in a hurry to interrupt everyone's discussion and spiritual scanning.

And Yi Heng frowned, did this Liren King come here by chance, or did he come here on purpose? If it was deliberate, would it be related to the Cangyu Xuanjing Mine?

Could it be that these families have already found a new backer, which is the neighboring state-level sect, the Fire Saint Sect?

If so, the matter is getting more and more complicated.

Chen Shoutian and the poisonous snake naturally knew the Liren King, their faces became extremely serious, and their eyes were cautious.

If everyone still takes care of it a little bit in the land of trials, then after returning here, they will be their own masters, even if they have to fight, it is normal.

"Okay, now, let's ask Pang's favorite and unparalleled partner in the world, Su Daoyou, to play a song "Forget Your Life on the Way to Cultivate Immortals" for everyone, and after that, everyone can drink to their heart's content. ”

The crowd cheered again, forgetting the ugliness just now, applauding loudly and applauding vigorously at the same time.

After Pang Huang finished speaking, his figure flashed, and he returned to the eighth floor, and talked in a low voice with the king of Liren, until the sound of the piano sounded, and then he quieted down with everyone.

Yi Heng was thinking about the matter of leaving the king, he had already checked it with his spiritual sense, and he was definitely the king of leaving people.

Today's events are probably more complicated, and I dare not act rashly.

But suddenly, he heard the words "Forgetting Life on the Way to Cultivating Immortals", and he couldn't help but disturb his thoughts.

"Where have you heard such a familiar name?" was about to think deeply, when he heard the sound of the piano, and the audience was silent.

With the suppression and lifting, the beautiful sound of the piano reached the ears of the monk, and a beautiful woman appeared in everyone's minds, and Qianqian's delicate hands gently stroked the piano.

The sound of the piano is graceful like a breeze, and the tune of the piano is meandering like a stream of water.

Everyone seemed to see a peerless female cultivator, her beautiful eyes were complaining, her willow eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and all the suffering she had suffered in her life's cultivation was injected into this piano sound.

In a few moments, all the monks here were led into the misery of the spiritual path.

Sometimes they fight each other for cultivation resources.

Sometimes I am struggling to get stuck in a bottleneck for my cultivation.

Sometimes I feel the joy of getting an opportunity.

Sometimes I reminisce about the despair of wandering on the edge of life and death.

And gradually, the sound of the piano became cheerful, and in any case, it was possible to hear the sound of the piano and prove that he was still alive.

To live is the best opportunity and the best ending.

After the tea passed, with the soft and mellow and long aftertaste, the sound of the piano turned around the beam three times, and after four or five breaths, the sound of the piano all dissipated.

It's just that everyone was silent for a long time, immersed in the room.

When you wake up, your face is sad, or your eyes are red, or even worse, you raise your glass and drink wildly, turn your tears into wine, drink into sorrow, and then turn into tears.

"Good!" shouted loudly, instantly igniting everyone, and more than a thousand monks immediately shouted frantically and praised in unison.

The sound of such explosions was very piercing in this silent night, and it had attracted countless spiritual consciousness from the central mountain opposite.

"Forgetting Life on the Way to Cultivating Immortals", if you can forget, it is the best thing in the world, but there are some things that are really unforgettable.

Yi Heng's eyes were slightly dull, and his face was bitter.

Chen Shoutian and the poisonous snake were also infected by the sound of the piano, although they did not shout, but it was difficult to control themselves, and their eyes faintly flashed with tears.

Gou Youwei looked at the three of them blankly, and secretly said in his heart, this piano sound is definitely the swan song in the world, and it can move the three people who don't understand the rhythm to look like this.

He didn't have any pain in cultivation, only the pain of losing his relatives, but once he got his revenge, he would enjoy himself with peace of mind.

This song "Forgetting Life on the Way to Cultivating Immortals" sounds like a sad wind, and the tune is like flowing water, but it is like a flowing water with no way forward. ”

Yi Heng quickly recalled this passage in his mind, and also recalled what he said to Su Demon when he first heard this piano sound.

I remember that at that time, I cleverly pointed out her shortcomings in playing this song, her eyes instantly lit up, her face was like a peach blossom, and she bowed down to thank herself.

By the way, the face is like a peach blossom, it is outside Luzhou City, in the hundred-mile peach forest, he and Kun Rushan drink and enjoy the piano, and now, ten years have passed.

At this time, when I heard it again, the artistic conception in the sound of the piano was no longer forced to be sad, but to reveal true feelings.

"Such piano skills are the only ones I have seen in my life, Pang Daoyou is accompanied by this beautiful woman, talented and beautiful, and we are extremely envious. ”

The crowd continued to recall the sound of the piano just now, and they whispered about it.

And a voice sounded in the building, obviously envious people can't help themselves, and want to see a beautiful woman.

But in front of Pang Huang, it is naturally difficult to make this request, I just hope that Pang Huang can take the initiative to satisfy everyone's curiosity after hearing this.

"Haha, with this beautiful woman, Pang also feels that it is the favor of God, come, Su Daoyou, everyone admires it very much, why don't you and I show up?"

When everyone heard this, they immediately burst into breath, and just now they knew that the Liren King was above, and they didn't dare to use their spiritual sense to be rude to check it.

At this time, I fantasized about the appearance of this beautiful woman in my heart, and I didn't dare to use my spiritual sense to be abrupt, and now, I only waited for the two of them to appear.

Yi Heng and the four of them naturally looked up, but fortunately, the private room where Pang Huang was located was right opposite them.

At this time, I saw Pang Huangjun's face, slightly red, and took the lead in walking out of the private room.

Then, he stretched out his right hand and pulled it back, and everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on his right hand, and when his right hand was withdrawn, he was immediately disappointed that he did not pull out a beautiful woman.

His face was slightly embarrassed, then he turned his head away, and became ecstatic again, only to see a gorgeous figure slowly walking out behind him.

Everyone was ecstatic, and when they looked closely, they immediately opened their mouths wide and couldn't speak, and their eyes were full of the female cultivator's frowns.

Only Yi Heng's eyes were even more bitter, he lowered his head and stopped paying attention, while Chen Shoutian and the poisonous snake also looked at him.

Gou Youwei didn't notice the three of them moving, and he was also extremely obsessed at this time, and sighed in a low voice:

"Increase one point more, subtract one point less, face like jade, posture like willow, full of charm to add charm, but there is no trace of flattery in the eyes, but it is sad, it's a pity!"

But where could the more than a thousand monks hear his exclamation, they were all attracted to her at this time.

The sad look in her eyes aroused their pity, and they felt that such a female cultivator, why did God make her sad, and she was suddenly extremely unhappy.

"Lang Cai Girl, really Lang Cai Woman, this, this, I, Hua Mou, I think that my mouth can give birth to flowers, and now I am so poor that I should be fined three glasses of wine. The monk sighed, then lifted the flask and drank it all.

"Such a beautiful woman, such a good night, it is better for the two of them to drink the same wine, I and more than a thousand monks to witness this matter, when it is passed on as a permanent good story of Wangshan Tower, isn't it wonderful?"

Such a female cultivator, although she is a famous flower, but all the monks show their talents.

At this time, the strength of cultivation cannot be shown in front of this beauty, only the quality of the writing is polite, and the mouth is wonderful, and maybe it can win the beauty to give half an eye.

Sure enough, the female cultivator's eyes swept slightly towards this monk, which made him extremely excited, and Pang Huang nodded slightly, he was even more enthusiastic, and immediately shouted.

Everyone was naturally very lively, and followed the coaxing, Pang Huang pretended to be helpless, turned around, and asked the nun with his eyes with great pity.

Seeing that the nun hesitated for a moment, she nodded slightly.

He was immediately excited, his figure disappeared in a flash, and when he reappeared, he already had a glass full of wine in his right hand.

Trying her best to suppress her ecstasy, she handed the wine glass to the nun first, and the nun stretched out her thin hand like white jade to take it, covered her face with her left sleeve, and took a sip.

Pang Huang stretched out his trembling hands, and was about to take the wine glass, when the female cultivator gave a light touch of her right hand, and he received the empty space.

A trace of doubt flashed in Pang Huang's eyes, and the more than a thousand monks were also extremely quiet, but most of them flashed with excitement in their eyes, as if this woman should only be in heaven, who in the world would dare to touch it?

"Su Daoyou, this is ....... ”

The nun sighed deeply, cheered up, and the sorrow in her eyes disappeared, revealing a charming look.

Where had Pang Huang seen such a look, and he was instantly confused in his eyes, and at this time, the female cultivator whispered: "Tongxin wine, I just don't know if you want to?"

After speaking, a pair of beautiful eyes suddenly shot towards Yi Heng, and more than a thousand monks also followed her eyes and looked at Yi Heng.

Pang Huang's face was instantly confused, and he didn't know why.

But at this time, the female cultivator's figure flashed, and she disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, he was already sitting next to a monk in green clothes, his whole body seemed to be weak, and he almost leaned on the monk in green clothes.

He was instantly jealous, his face was pale, his eyes were spewing fire, and his fists were clenched tightly, but he was afraid of losing the heart of his beauty.

Between gains and losses, I don't know what to do.

"Su Daoyou, you, why are you suffering?" Yi Heng's face was full of bitterness, smelling the fragrance coming from Su Demon Demon's body, he was in a dilemma.

Gou Youwei was already shocked by this scene, and the raised wine glass could no longer be brought to his mouth, only a charming voice was heard:

"Yi Daoyou, the demon misses you, it's very bitter, I can't help but see you knowing that you're here. ”

When Yi Heng listened to the sound of the piano, he knew that the person who stroked the qin must be a demon of Su, but the forced sorrow of the year has now become a true expression.

And all of this may have something to do with things in the Land of Trials, but it has nothing to do with him.

Therefore, I didn't know what she was going to do at that time, and it was difficult for the people of the Demon Sect to guess what she was doing, just like at this time, such direct words could be said.

His old face was slightly red, and finally Gou Youwei woke up, it turned out that his skin was not so thick.

"Su Daoyou, you know that I have Xiyin. ”

"I don't care, I'm not afraid, I'm willing. ”

Qiu Xiyin's appearance suddenly appeared in Gou Youwei's mind, and he instantly sighed at the injustice of the sky, and drank a full glass of wine in his hand.

"But I care, I'm afraid, I don't want to. Yi Heng gritted his teeth and said resolutely.

"Who are you?" no matter how small the two of them were, but they were all monks here, and they were concentrating on this place, so they naturally heard it clearly.

At that moment, more than a thousand monks showed an incredible look on their faces, and Pang Huang roared loudly, trembling with anger, and his handsome face was deformed.

The charm in the eyes of the Su Demon disappeared in an instant, and the best side was naturally reserved for the person who liked it the most.

But today, there is no longer any need for it.

Therefore, his eyes were like dead ashes, and with a "click", the wine glass in his right hand instantly turned into slag, and the wine splashed out and sprinkled on the two of them.

But the two were unconscious, looking at each other like lovers.

It's just that in the eyes that the two exuded, they didn't look at each other affectionately.

One is like ashes, and the other is resolute.

"Hehe, the demon knows, take your leave. As soon as the fragrant wind flashed, the figure of the Su Demon Demon was gone, and a voice came from the air, "Senior brother, let's go." ”

A figure flashed out from the eighth-floor private room again, and Yi Heng looked up, it was Kun Rushan.

I saw Kun Rushan with a wry smile on his face, and opened his mouth slightly and said two words silently.

His heart froze, and he read the two words from his mouth, "Be careful!"

What to be careful of? Could it be that Kun Rushan really thought that the incident that happened in the Land of Trials was his own doing? Didn't they all already show them the third-order Spirit Devouring Clan?

Also, didn't Shen Tutian come forward to testify? It is absolutely possible that this Shen Tutian would have liked to die himself.

"Su Daoyou, Su Daoyou, Su ....... Pang Huang shouted a few times, and was about to chase after him, but was violently pushed away by the aura of Kun Rushan behind him, and when he reacted, where were the two figures?

At this moment, the people in the audience immediately moved their eyes back and forth between Pang Huang and Yi Heng, not knowing what Pang Huang would do with this Jindan monk, let alone where this Jindan monk was sacred, and he could actually arouse the hearts of such female cultivators.

"You, who are?" Sure enough, Pang Huang, who reacted, shouted word by word, and his figure rushed towards Yi Heng with a "whoosh".

Everyone was about to watch a good show, but when they heard a "bang", Pang Huang's figure shot back faster than just now, and was caught by a fiery red monk in a red suit.

But he was spurting blood frantically in his mouth, but he didn't know the pain, and his eyes looked at Yi Heng fiercely.

"Don't be cruel, and don't hate. The fiery red Taoist monk helped him up, "You can't be ruthless with him, it's useless to hate, right? Yi Heng Yi Daoyou, long time gone!"

The Liren King first whispered to Pang Huang, then let him go, arched his hand towards Yi Heng, and said loudly.

Yi Heng got up, with a smile on his face, and replied loudly: "Leaving the king and leaving the Taoist, it's been a long time!"

At this time, everyone finally reacted, who is Yi Heng Yi Daoyou, in an instant, the audience roared, and the amazement shook the sky.

Although Yi Hengyi Baishou is the sixth top genius, his reputation is that he is the last, far surpassing the other five, not to mention the seventh Shen Tutian.

What's more, legend has it that he was just a casual cultivator, who rose from a small Lingmi City and eventually became a top genius in the entire Southwest Continent.

He is the goal of the Scattered Cultivators, and the legends and myths of the rise of the true grassroots monks have deeply inspired countless Scattered Cultivators and Lay Monks.

The grassland kills, the desert is rampant, and countless legends have spread him more and more gods, and now he has seen it with his own eyes here, and countless monks are so excited that they can't help themselves.

Pang Huang had naturally heard of his name, not only had he heard of it, but his ears had already heard calluses during this time.

He should take over as the lord of this city ten days ago.

In everyone's eyes, there were only two figures left, one red and one green, and as for the other monks, they were all ignored, including Pang Huang.

The two looked at each other across the four feet and did not back down from each other.

The noise in the entire building died down instantly, and the air froze.

Suddenly, under the mutual traction of the qi engines, among the two figures, a burst of breath suddenly appeared, and everyone's hearts tightened.

The two sides were on the verge of action, and the atmosphere was extremely uncomfortable, and a big battle was about to break out.

Just when everyone's hearts were about to be unbearable, they saw the cyan figure suddenly sit down, picked up the wine glass from the table casually, raised it in the air, and said loudly: "Friend of the Tao, please!"

The eyes of the King of Separation changed drastically, and under the confrontation between the two just now, he had a feeling that once his mind relaxed a little, he would definitely usher in a stormy attack.

Therefore, he kept his mind tightly and did not dare to make unnecessary movements.

But at this time, he found that the other party was able to move at will, and when he withdrew his momentum, he was even more like a master, and he was not afraid to take the opportunity to pursue.

"Haha, Yi Daoyou, it's better to be ashamed of yourself," Liren Wang laughed, retracted his momentum, made a move with his right hand, and a wine glass flew from the table to his hand, and the full wine did not overflow at all, he held it with both hands, and shouted: "Please!"

Yi Heng smiled at the corner of his mouth and drank it all.

Before figuring out the purpose of this person's coming, he must not do anything at will, and he must not be injured in any way before going up the mountain and entering the City Lord's Mansion.

And this is the second time he has met the King of Departures, and he really wants to do it, but it is not the best time to fight.

Twice to build momentum, if there is a chance next time, presumably if you don't do it, it will be a shock.

After drinking all the people from the king, he did not leave, but just retreated to the private room.

In the same way, more than a thousand monks have not left, and tonight's good show may have just begun.

Although they didn't see the two of them do it just now, when the masters confronted each other, the momentum was already undoubted, and at this time they found that their palms were already sweaty, and their hearts began to beat rapidly.

Yi Heng sat down indifferently and looked at Pang Huang, only to see that his face had returned to normal, and he also looked up to him in his heart, and said with a smile:

"I don't know how much Yi and others will spend tonight, will Pang Daoyou still pay the spirit stone?"