When all the old Taoists heard this majestic voice, they all breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly wiped the sweat from their foreheads, the water on the ground was too late to be dragged down, and they turned (shēn) to bow to the deep mountains, but before the voice fell, a middle-aged man had already appeared in front of everyone.

The middle-aged man (shēn) wears a moon-white robe, a white face, thin eyebrows and starry eyes, like a Confucian scholar, and exudes a soft bookish atmosphere.

After hearing the sound, the black dragon immediately retreated to the void hundreds of zhang away, obviously also fearful, looking at the middle-aged man from a distance, he (shēn) rolled under the dark clouds, and snorted coldly: "The poor way is to see that your Qi family is unhappy!"

This is really my brother Long, who is not cruel to anyone! There is no reason, I just want to beat you, what can you do.

The corners of the middle-aged man's eyes twitched, and he said lightly: "Long Yuan, isn't it too much for your demon clan to be involved in the human race war like this!"

The eyes the size of the black dragon tea bowl froze, but he didn't expect this old boy to say the root of the word, he snorted coldly and did not reply.

Roar!

With a heaven-shaking dragon roar, the old Daoists and disciples in the big array all flew into the distance, retreating several miles away, leaving only the white-robed Confucian to stand in the void.

The black dragon swooped down, and the wind and thunder gusted everywhere it passed, accompanied by the fierce wind and rain, and the black dragon claws were black and light four (shè), and the void shattered inch by inch, shooting towards the colorful light curtain.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled faintly, slowly raised his right hand, a slender finger pointed at the light curtain, the white light lit up at his fingertips, like a round of sun, people dare not despise, the white light spread the entire mountain range in a blink of an eye like flowing water, and the mountain range was instantly covered with a shining coat.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang to the sky, and the light was four, and the middle-aged Confucian man had a finger firmly against the thick dragon claw, and the dragon claw could not advance an inch.

The entire mountain range was shrouded in white light, but the white light shook slightly before it stabilized.

Compared with the huge dragon, the man in white is so small, but he contains the power to open mountains and cut off rivers, and everyone is happy, looking at the eyes of the Confucian in white with admiration.

The black dragon claws and the white shining fingers, stalemate a cup of tea, the middle-aged Confucian smiled, lifting weights like light, and finally the black dragon retracted the dragon claws, twisted the dragon's head to fly over dozens of zhang, and then he came to a dragon tail, and the thick dragon tail of the bucket slapped on the mountain protection array.

This move is very windy (sāo) and very unexpected......

Originally, everyone was full of joy when they saw the black dragon flying away, but before they had time to cheer, the result was like being struck by lightning, and all of them spit blood.

"You ......" The white-clothed Confucian didn't seem to expect the black dragon to have such a backhand, his face changed, and he shouted angrily.

The black dragon ignored him at all, shook his head and flew away on the dark clouds, as if to say, what are you, do you think I'm still naughty!

The white-clothed Confucian man looked at the black dragon in the distance, frowned slightly, shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "This trip to the East China Sea by the disciples of the clan, I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble!"

Everyone was puzzled when they heard this, and the white-clothed Confucian said a few words to Qi Changfeng, and Qi Changfeng's face suddenly darkened.

Luo Yu didn't know that the demon clan still had such a thing, Long didn't talk much, the Qi family had already determined that Long Yuan's coming to knock on the door was related to the Great Yan God of War, but the hatred was already as deep as the sea, and it didn't matter if it increased this depth, but it also increased the Qi family's fear.

Flying out of the fairy realm, Luo Yu walked towards the outside of the courtyard, walking on the crowded streets, all kinds of cultivators passed by.

However, many people dressed in special clothes attracted Luo Yu's attention, there were many people dressed as scholars with lupine scarves, there were many monks wearing monk's hats and yellow clothes and straw sandals, and there were even Wu people wearing hats and hats hidden under black robes.

Luo Yu's afterglow fell on these people (shēn), and he didn't think in his heart, could it be that there was a miracle as Ling Er said, and so many Zhongzhou people came over.

However, he didn't stop, and walked straight towards East Street, thinking about the purpose of these people coming here, waiting until he arrived at the Drunken Dream Pavilion to see the news that Xiaobai and them were inquiring about.

"Haha, this little friend is extraordinary, this trip to the east will definitely be rewarded!" a middle-aged man laughed.

Luo Yu raised his eyebrows, his raised steps fell, and he turned his head to look around, only to see a tea stall, a middle-aged man wearing a scarf, (shēn) in white, and holding a folding fan, looking at him with a smile.

Luo Yu saw that there was no one around, and the middle-aged man was smiling and looking at himself again, the middle-aged man's smile was warm, making people feel like a chūn wind.

Luo Yu's face softened, smiled slightly, and arched his hand: "Senior, but are you talking to the junior?"

In fact, he was saying in his heart, 'You are sick, you are called (sāo) disturbance', just like if you see a beautiful woman on the street, you come up and call the beautiful woman, and you will have it later...... Cough.

"Haha, how dare a scholar be called a senior, Xiaoyou is polite!" The middle-aged man laughed, and the folding fan was written in italics.

"The seniors are polite, if the seniors are not masters, how can they say that the juniors have gained from the eastward journey, and ask the seniors to make it clear!" Luo Yu frowned slightly and looked at the middle-aged Confucian scholar, who seemed to have no spiritual power fluctuations, and seemed to be erratic, not knowing the depth.

"Haha, this person reads a lot, and he talks a lot, don't blame, don't blame!" the middle-aged man laughed, and the folding fan slapped gently in front of (xiōng).

"Oh! the juniors still have something to do, say goodbye!" Luo Yu said to the middle-aged man, he flew over ten thousand grass and mud horses in his heart, looking at these scholars with a face (jiàn).

"Little friend, please, if he (rì) little friend passes by Danxia Mountain, he can come to the academy to sit and sit in Xiayan Shuichuan!"

Luo Yu's face froze, this connection to the invitation of two scholars, an old man and a young scholar, are the people in this academy so hospitable, there is a mine at home, he doesn't know anything about Confucianism, or be careful, this one by one looks at the powerlessness of the chicken, who knows if it will shake (shēn) into a King Kong, and then pinch this orchid finger and poke people's eyes.

"Okay! The juniors must visit the seniors if they have the opportunity!" Luo Yu is not rude, he is also a scholar, but his grades are just a little worse.

The white-clothed Confucian nodded with a smile, seeing Luo Yu leave, Luo Yu lowered his head and pondered, and suddenly two flowery girls came out holding Luo Yu's arm, full of smiles, strong fragrance, twisting waist, and soft (tún) parts kept crashing into Luo Yu.

Luo Yu raised his eyebrows, looked at the two of them, they were both acquaintances, and the voice of the woman in green came from his ears: "Childe, the white girl has been waiting for a long time!"

Luo Yu nodded, and was about to take a step, when he suddenly saw several men dressed as white-clothed scholars, laughing.

The white-clothed Confucian man looked at Luo Yu, frowned slightly, his smile dispersed, and said lightly: "Under the wind of the world (rì), the big waves sweep the sand!

"Guan Guan Ju Dove is on the river island, my fair lady and gentleman are good...... Girl, Xiaosheng Tang Jian......"

"Qingqingzi Yin, you have my heart...... Girl, Xiaosheng Jia Ren ......"

"The peach is dying, scorching its beauty...... Xiaosheng Zhuru, don't go, girl!"

"Still shy, hahaha!"

"Get out of the way, are the scholars so rude?"

When Luo Yu turned his head and looked through the gap between a few white-clothed scholars, he saw a girl in green, combed in a cloud bun, with picturesque eyebrows, (shēn) graceful, her face was slightly red, and she lowered her head in panic.

Luo Yu was dizzy for a while, this is really where he didn't meet in his life, he actually met the 'little junior sister' who drank with him, and he was being teased by a few scholars.

The two women next to Luo Yu saw Luo Yu's surprised qíng, glanced at each other, and hurriedly retreated into the distance.

"If you don't leave, I'll call me senior brother!" the woman in green forced her composure and said angrily.

"Haha, you shout, we've been with you for a long time, and the old man who came with you has ...... Haha!" laughed a scholar who cranked his fan.

"You, what have you done to my master......" The green-clothed girl Hun (shēn) trembled, her heart was like a knife, and her eyes suddenly misted, knowing that her master might have been killed.

"Haha, it's okay to give him a ride!" the other scholar laughed.

"You well-dressed beasts, I want to avenge my master!" The woman in green had tears on her face, her silver teeth clenched, her phoenix eyes flashed with cold light, and a silver long sword appeared in her hand between her hands, cold light four (shè).

The woman in green was obviously no more than the realm of Yuji, holding a long sword and stabbing towards the scholar, several sword qi flew and swung towards the three of them.

I saw that the white-clothed scholar folded the fan and waved, a blue light will sweep out, and with a ding, the woman shouted (jiāo), and the long sword flew out of her hand, and the white-clothed scholar grabbed the hand of the green-clothed girl and said with a smile: "If you cut the root of the onion, if the skin is like condensing fat, it is also (tǐng) strong, Xiaosheng likes it!"

In the meantime, one monk after another passed by, just a faint look at what was happening here (qíng), and then turned away and walked away.

Killing people and seizing treasures, and it is too common for Qingtianbai (rì) to molest women from good families, and it is not about oneself, hanging high, meddling in affairs, and being less involved in cause and effect has become the default truth in the monastic world, which is the way of non-action.

"You let me go!

"The louder you scream, the more I like ......"

Woo woo, the woman in green couldn't escape, she cried sadly, extremely sad, looked up at the sky, and the sky was indifferent.

However, when she looked up, through the gap, she saw a familiar (shēn) shadow with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, which was the senior brother who drank with her that night, and the senior brother who thought about her (rì) at night......

Looking at each other, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes, but after a while, it dimmed, and she suppressed the thoughts and surprises in her heart, and just shook her head lightly, her face like ashes.

Senior brother should also be in a very low realm, he can't get rid of a few scum, but he will harm his senior brother, only by pretending not to know, can senior brother survive, thinking of this, a smile flashed on her face.

Luo Yu frowned slightly, seeing through this girl's thoughts, she didn't expect this dew junior sister to be so righteous (qíng).

His state of mind also seems to have begun to change, why are so many passers-by so indifferent? Is this the Tao? This is not the Tao he wants, since he was a child, the original intention of being chivalrous and righteous, hoeing the strong and helping the weak, seems to have jumped out.

The girl who was on this side of the relationship was able to not affect herself, and would rather be humiliated, which touched him a lot, and the Tao is not no (qíng) without righteousness.

Fear of touching the path of cause and effect is not his own way, as the master said, he is afraid of being involved in cause and effect, but the cause and effect are entangled (shēn), rather than this, it is better to return to his own heart, not to forget his original intention, he decided to follow his own way.

"Let her go!" Luo Yu snorted coldly.