In the inner ring palace, there are many immortal cultivators, all of whom have foundation building and cultivation. They were having a big party.

Nearly 100 monks sat together and drank and had fun. In front of each person is a small square table. They sit in two rows, like the civil and military officials of the previous dynasty. There was an imposing man in the upper seat in the center. The man is like a king of the mortal world, high above the top of the monks.

They were watching a glamorous dance. A group of brightly dressed mortal maidens stood in the center of the hall, dancing to the music.

Si Dao walked in from the main entrance of the palace, facing the king in the center. Nearly a hundred monks on both sides looked at him. Under the gaze of nearly a hundred foundation building monks, a coercion fell on Si Dao's body.

"Daoyou, but it's the first time you come to Jiangcheng, why didn't you inform someone Chen?"

The man in the center of the hall asked. He is the head of Jiangcheng - Chen Jingyuan.

Chen Jingyuan's words and attitude are very kind. However, in terms of bearing, he is condescending. He does have this capital. He cultivated as the pinnacle of foundation building, and Si Dao was just one layer of foundation building. His identity is Jiang Cheng in charge, and Si Dao is just a strange passerby.

There were nearly 100 foundation building monks present, all headed by Chen Jingyuan. In front of more than 100 foundation-building monks, a monk who built a foundation should indeed feel apprehensive.

However, under the gaze of everyone, Si Dao only replied lightly: "Just passing by, I didn't want to disturb." “

Si Dao stood straight in front of the main hall. He didn't even give his name, apparently not wanting to stay any longer. His attitude was too calm. Such an attitude did not satisfy everyone present. In Wangxian City, Si Dao's blandness is a mistake.

Chen Jingyuan did not continue to speak. After that, a monk near Chen Jingyuan got up and stepped out.

The monk was a burly man with a green dragon tattooed on his left arm. The green dragon opened its teeth and claws, spreading to its chest. He has the foundation building and perfect cultivation, and his strength belongs to the first rank.

From the moment Si Dao entered, the burly monk looked very dissatisfied. He kept his eyes on Si Dao.

After Chen Jingyuan's symbolic greeting, the burly monk with the green dragon tattoo stood up. He first bent down to Chen Jingyuan and saluted, and then looked at Si Dao angrily.

"I'm afraid this fellow Taoist doesn't know that Jiangcheng has the rules of Jiangcheng. Anyone who comes to Jiangcheng has to report to Chen Zhizhi. Anyone who sees Chen in charge must salute. The tattooed monk reminded.

Si Dao listened to it and was unmoved. In front of his seniors, he only nodded symbolically. He couldn't bow to a foundation monk of the same level.

Faced with the tattooed monk's threatening reminder, Si Dao only replied with two words: "I'm sorry." “

When the tattooed monk saw this, he instantly became angry, as if he wanted to teach the priest a lesson. Between the hands, a sledgehammer flew up and landed on the tattooed monk's hand. In the next second, the tattooed burly monk was about to rush towards Si Dao.

In the eyes of everyone, Si Dao was by no means an opponent of the tattooed monks. It has been a long time since an immortal cultivator like Si Dao who doesn't know the importance of the matter has appeared. Everyone was happy to see the tattooed burly monk teach the priest a lesson. If you can see blood, the interest of the people will be even higher. This can add to the fun of the dinner party.

However, Chen Jingyuan did not allow the conflict to happen.

"No, Brother Shushan. Chen Jingyuan opened his mouth to persuade.

The burly monk with the green dragon tattoo is named Shushan Wumou. When Shushan Wumou heard Chen Jingyuan's words, he didn't make a move. He glared at Si Dao, and then hugged his fists at Chen Jingyuan and apologized: "Chen is in charge, and he is reckless. Wumou really can't see people who don't understand etiquette. Chen asked him kindly, but he was cold and indifferent, did not salute, and did not even report his name. “

In Shushan Wumou's mouth, Si Dao became a person who did not understand etiquette.

Chen Jingyuan shook his head: "It's okay." We all know Brother Shushan's temperament. “

Chen Jingyuan let Shushan re-enter the seat without a plan. Then, he looked at Si Dao again and asked, "Don't blame Daoists." Haven't asked for the name of the Taoist friend yet?"

"Si Dao. “

"Which Xianmen family does Brother Si Dao come from?" Chen Jingyuan asked again.

Si Dao shook his head and denied: "I don't belong to the Xianmen family. “

"Oh, I don't think you're very old, but you can have the foundation to cultivate. You really don't belong to the Xianmen family?" Chen Jingyuan asked again.

In the realm of killing hell, it is difficult to practice ordinary casual cultivation. Only the disciples of the Xianmen family can obtain superior immortal cultivation resources and become foundation building monks in their youth. Chen Jingyuan stopped Shushan from having no plan, naturally thinking that Si Dao was from a Xianmen family. After all, no matter how you look at it, Si Dao's bearing definitely doesn't look like an ordinary casual cultivation.

"Not really. Si Dao denied it again.

Si Dao was not interested in telling Chen Jingyuan where he came from. Early tomorrow morning, he will leave Jiangcheng.

"Since Brother Si Dao is reluctant to tell him, he is not reluctant. It's a guest from afar. Brother Si Dao might as well sit down together and enjoy the dance and music together. Chen Jingyuan invited.

Si Dao wanted to refuse. He's a different guy. He was obviously out of place with the aura of the monks present. However, he was not willing to cause trouble too much.

At the same time, all the monks present were staring at Si Dao. It's like, if Si Dao refuses, he won't give face.

Helplessly, Si Dao sat down. Anyway, Hua Xiaocan has the Alluring City Sword to protect her body, and she has the protection of the formation, so it won't be a big deal.

His place is in the forefront. As soon as he sat down, several delicate and lovely mortal girls walked up to him. The girls looked at Si Dao affectionately, as if waiting for Si Dao's choice.

It was only after looking around that he realized what it meant. In the palace, all the monks were accompanied by a mortal maiden. The girls are all beautiful and moving, wearing transparent gauze clothes, dignified and seductive.

Si Dao waved his hand, wanting to refuse.

At this time, Shushan Wumou sneered: "I don't like women, don't I like men?"

Shushan's unscrupulous joke immediately drew laughter.

"There are already people I like below. Si Dao responded.

He didn't really care about Shushan's unscrupulous jokes, but he just didn't want to hurt the hearts of several girls. He was serious, not a joke.

"I didn't expect that Brother Si Dao, as an immortal cultivator, would be bound by the mundane rituals of the ancient period. Nowadays, mortal men can have three wives and four concubines. Even if we immortal cultivators enjoy the three thousand beauties of the harem, it is not an exaggeration. It is a great honor for a mortal woman to be the concubine of an immortal cultivator like us. It's foolish for you to give up a forest for a grass. Shushan Wumou ridiculed again.

After speaking, Shushan grabbed the girl beside him into his arms, tore open the girl's clothes, and kissed the girl's body in public.

When all the monks saw it, they laughed, and praised Shushan Wumou for his hearty personality, and praised Shushan Wumou for being a man with a true temperament. There were not no women among the monks, but they didn't seem to mind. What's more, several immortal cultivators actually began to follow Shushan's example and began to do things for men and women in public.

All of a sudden, the atmosphere of the entire inner sanctum became ambiguous and vulgar.

Si Dao frowned, but did not refute anything. He was well aware that the two worlds were very different in philosophy. There are no rules at all in the Killing Prison Realm, so naturally there will be no such thing as Lile.

He didn't refuse the girl anymore, and casually pointed to one of the several girls. The girl smiled and sat happily beside the priest. She tried to get closer to Si Dao, but found that a wall of air blocked her. She was well-behaved, and did not disturb Si Dao anymore, but just sat quietly on the side.

In front of Si Dao's table were several spirit fruits that he didn't recognize. It's just that the spiritual power rich in the spirit fruit is very weak, and it is really difficult to enter the eyes of the priest. In Si Dao's opinion, the spirit fruit in front of him was no different from the mortal fruit.

However, he did not refuse, and occasionally picked up a fruit and symbolically put it in his mouth. The girl beside him looked very excited, staring at the spirit fruit very excitedly. It's just that the girl is timid and doesn't dare to reach out and grab the spirit fruit.

Si Dao pushed the spirit fruit in front of the girl. When the girl saw this, she felt Si Dao's kindness, so she dared to eat a few spirit fruits occasionally.

Originally, Si Dao was going to sit for a while, and if everything was fine, he would find an opportunity to leave.

However, a mortal suddenly walked into the inner ring palace. Si Dao had seen this mortal, and it was the fat poor man who pushed the prisoner cart before.

The fat poor man did not enter through the main entrance of the main hall, but took a detour from the rear. He trembled and walked to Chen Jingyuan's side. Then, he spoke carefully in Chen Jingyuan's ear. From time to time, his gaze swept in the direction of Si Dao. Obviously, the fat poor has seen the priest. The fat man's eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

A layer of light film envelops the fat poor head and can isolate the sound. Si Dao didn't know what the fat poor man was talking about. Could it be that the obesity poor is complaining about Hua Xiaocan?

For a mortal who had died, could Chen Jingyuan offend an immortal cultivator like Si Dao? This possibility is very small. Si Dao didn't care at all.

The fat poor head left quickly. After he left, Chen Jingyuan still watched the dance in the center of the hall carefully. It's as if nothing has happened.

However, after a while, Shushan Wumou on the opposite side began to find trouble with Si Dao.

Shushan finished enjoying the woman's sex, drank a few pots of spiritual wine, and suddenly stood in the center of the main hall with great interest.

Shushan Wumou bowed down to Chen Jingyuan, and then spoke: "I see that Brother Si Dao lacks pleasure in the dance and music of mortal women. Therefore, I have the courage to ask Chen to take charge, let me and Brother Si Dao have a fighting competition, which can be regarded as a cheer for everyone. “

Shushan is not bad. Si Dao is accustomed to the fairy music and fairy dance of the Hehuan fairies, so he is naturally not interested in mundane dance music. Shushan Wumou wanted to try it out with Si Dao, but he actually wanted to make Si Dao ugly.

Obviously, Si Dao's cultivation is only one layer of foundation, far lower than Shushan Wumou.

Chen Jingyuan did not directly agree. He shook his head and refused: "The competition is a bit dangerous after all. Cannot. “

"Then I'll fight with Brother Si Dao. Each of us shows a spell to the crowd. At that time, everyone will be divided into high and low, how about it?"

After speaking, Shushan was unscrupulous and provoked Si Dao: "Brother Si Dao won't be afraid, right?"

At this time, Chen Jingyuan did not refuse again. He also asked Si Dao: "What does Brother Si Dao think? Can you enjoy the light for everyone?"

Si Dao really didn't want to cause more trouble. But for now, I'm afraid he won't be able to agree. Moreover, Si Dao also felt that a proper display of strength could avoid a lot of unnecessary troubles.

He nodded and agreed: "Let's try it next, thank you for your hospitality." “