As soon as the black-robed man appeared, the whole audience felt extremely depressed, and this person's aura was extremely great. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info strange thing is that I sat there before, but no one sensed it. It can be seen that the Tao is deep and has reached the realm of free retraction.

Someone knew this "Brother Shenji" and hurriedly moved the chair back, for fear of getting in his way. Zhang Liao showed the appearance of a young child in the rivers and lakes again, and asked Hu Shengyuan for help with his eyes. Dr. Hu is here, and he is simply like a treasure book of cultivation, so it is incumbent on him to start making up for common sense for everyone.

"This one, you all have to remember, don't provoke it. This person is a cross-border wizard, he loved chess before he was four years old, and won the Celestial Empire championship at the age of five. Since then, he has transferred to the national martial arts world, and at the age of fifteen, he has fought all over the global black boxing market, and he is alone and seeks defeat - so he gave up boxing and asked. But he didn't take the usual path, found another way between immortals and demons, and cultivated a generation of great power before the age of thirty, known as the 'Black Mountain Old Demon'......"

Zhang Liao gasped, "I know this! Nie Xiaoqian's grandmother's master! Oh, no wonder, I said how this person looks a bit like the ghost director Tsui Hark." ”

Dr. Hu waved his hand decisively, "What a mess, you listen to me." This person has always been good friends with the Ba Liming just now, and no matter where he goes, the two will never leave. Therefore, don't provoke Ba Limin......"

As he spoke, the legendary "Black Mountain Old Demon" had already walked to the center of the orchestra pit, and Ba Liming and the host all hurriedly retreated, for fear that something would happen.

I saw the black-robed man slowly scoop up the jade cup, gently hold it in his hand, and a black mist rose from the cup, spreading in all directions, not slowly.

The black fog became thicker and thicker, covering the roof of the hall tightly, and it lasted for a long time, forming a gloomy dark cloud, and began to cry slowly, gradually adding the wailing of different voices, until the sky was full of cries and screams, and there were drops of rain dripping down. In this room, an extremely mournful freezing rain came unexpectedly. Someone was dripping on his face, stuck out his tongue and tasted it, salty - suddenly shivered, trembling, and said in a trembling voice, "God, crying ......"

The host is no longer able to speak, and he can't even look up and look at each other. Ba Liming also shuddered, scratched the black hair on his arm, and persuaded in a harmonious voice, "It's okay, Brother Shenji." Today's drinking day, let's close it and don't scare the big guys. ”

The black-robed man threw the cup and sneered, "What a 'killing'." In my hands, there is no life to kill. And he walked away.

It wasn't until his back disappeared into the hall that everyone came to their senses, and the dark clouds on the roof were gone, and the crying seemed to have never been. Hundreds of candles burned brightly, illuminating the hall. But the shadow in people's hearts has not gone away for a long time. Only the jade cup hanging from the red rope swayed back and forth leisurely.

Only then did the host recover the voice function, clear his throat vigorously, and said, "Huh-this, so far, there has been no suitable candidate to receive the award. Who wants to try it?"

Suddenly, a person was pushed out of the table in Quanzhen Qingcheng, this person had a golden crown in a brocade robe, and his hair was white, walked to the center of the orchestra pit, and arched his hand, "The old man Pan Tianshou is known for his wonderful rejuvenation of hands, and he is slightly famous in the cultivation world. Willing to give it a try. ”

When the other sects saw it, they all sighed that Qingcheng was high. Who else is more worthy of the name of saving the common people than a Taoist divine doctor? What's more, some old fellows have already recognized that this divine doctor is clearly the winner of the Best Fairy Wind Award at the 79th Crane Ming Festival 40 years ago, known as the Golden Crowned Heavenly Master. Oops, it's all right, take the cup.

Lao Pan felt the public opinion in the audience, so he turned around and glanced at his wine table, his obedient little Taoist Luo Hengnian, who was smiling with a smile on his face, raised his V-shaped two fingers at him. Hehe, look at me!

Scoop up the jade cup hanging in the air, and the cup quickly exudes a burst of wine aroma, like an old wine. After a while, the wine finally filled the cup, and flowed out of the mouth, forming a circular trail on the ground, and then stopped. Everyone who saw it was impressed, and then applause broke out, and the atmosphere in the venue finally turned from depressing to enthusiastic.

Ba Liming, who had never left, suddenly stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, shouting, "Good wine!" One step forward, he came to snatch the jade cup, Pan Tianshou was caught off guard, the two wrists collided, and the red rope was torn off, and the jade jade cup was quickly flipped and flew out by external force. The wine threw an arc-shaped ripple in the air, mostly spilling on the ground, and a little on the robes of the cultivators along the way.

Everyone exclaimed, and their eyes flew with the jade cup, until they landed behind a stone pillar in the hall, and someone got up and grabbed the cup, so as to avoid the magic weapon jade shattering.

didn't wait for everyone's heart to land, and something extremely shocking happened-

The jade jade cup in the man's hand suddenly bloomed dazzlingly, the whole body lit up like a blue lantern, and the gushing clear wine spurted out from the mouth of the cup, like the Yellow River Hukou bursting the embankment, and like Gezhouba opening the gate to release water!

In about three minutes, the hall with a radius of kilometers is full of fragrant wine, and the depth reaches the ankles of the guests. Someone disregarded hygiene, picked up a handful of tastes, and couldn't help but scream uncontrollably. The others bent down to follow suit, and for a moment, the hall was drunk.

Only the six people of Yushan could see clearly, and the person holding the jade cup behind the pillar was none other than Yin Zhiping, a new Taoist friend.

Compared with the old divine doctor Golden Crown Heavenly Master, how many lives have to be saved before he can be like a spring of wine? Not to mention the spring, he can almost drive a boat! Could it be that this Yin Zhenren, who suddenly appeared, has been fighting unevenly since he was born, until he has countless heroes?

The six Taoist priests all thought like electricity, and reasoned quickly. Sun Zhuji was the first to stand up, and then leaned down to bow down to the sea of wine all over the ground, and said respectfully in a trembling voice, "Don't be a disciple to see Master Shizu." Only Yin Zhenren himself, who prevented the Mongol Great Khan from slaughtering countless Han people seven hundred years ago, has today's eternal wonders. I hope that Yin Zhenren will return to the Quanzhen Ancestral Court, rectify the religion and politics, and sweep away the chaos of the sect.

This voice was not loud, only the two closest tables heard it, but soon, it spread ten to hundred, and the hall was full of the amazing news of the "Quanzhen Sect Ancestor Manifestation Crane Singing Puja". Countless people rushed to this remote corner, scrambling to see the true face of the immortal master. Everyone thinks that this must be an immortal descending to earth, certainly, it can't be wrong!

Quanzhen people are a commodity, accounting for almost a quarter of all guests. This one call and nine knocks is terrible. Those who didn't know thought that the Holy Emperor had arrived, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

The host raised the megaphone and maintained order, "I announce, the winner of the Killing Cup, Quan Zhen Qianzhang Sect Yin Zhiping! Immortal Master is coming to the festival, and the Mixed Yuan Palace is shining, from the True Monarch - we are fortunate to have three lives! I invite Yin Immortal Master to sit in the center!"

After a violent sound of tables and chairs moving, the hall had been rearranged, with Yin Zhiping as the center, more than 200 people from all over the Quanzhen were sitting around, and Sun Zhuji stood close to him, personally responsible for the security work. The other sects and sects retreated in all directions.

The sect masters of the Zhengyi series stared at each other dumbfounded, and they directly served the immortals, we are a group of turtles, what are we fighting for? The gods can not be found in the world, go back to dig the grave, and get one of our Zhengyi ancestors out to suppress the array.

The table in Danyuan was originally against the wall, but it was not impacted and remained in place. But this toss, everyone's hearts are up, what should I do? Lao Yin was discovered, this is too low-key...... Even if they are all people in the cultivation realm, they are not shocking. However, how can this kind of incident of "700-year-old zongzi defrauding corpses" be able to cover up the entrance of the world's doors? It is estimated that it will not be long before 749 will come to the door to check the water meter.

The feast lasted two hours longer than expected. Since "Yin Immortal Master" always kept silent, he just kept a faint smile. Everyone gradually collected their enthusiasm and slowly dispersed.

Yin Zhiping couldn't go back to the Qiyun Mountain station, and was scrambling by the major mountains, and finally said that he would live in the small hotel of the Yuanshan faction first, and the other mountains would be let go. Qingcheng Mountain Gaogong directly sent a guard regiment headed by Jingyan Heavenly Master to stand guard in front of the gate of the Yuanshan garrison to show his loyalty.

Seeing this scene, Wen Congxin and Hu Shengyuan knew that Yin Zhiping was safe at least for the time being, and they also dispersed. They each returned to their stations, planning to choose another opportunity tomorrow to rescue Lao Yin from the encirclement of love. This night was destined to be so unusual.

On top of the waterfall of the Mixed Yuan Immortal Valley, at the top of the cliff, a towering fortress was lit up all night.

Mixed Yuan Zhenjun received countless tips, all pointing to the magical scene that happened in the banquet hall. His brow furrowed, his brown beard torn off by dozens of pieces, and he couldn't figure out what was going on. No, according to the classics, ascension is one-way, and if you go down to earth without permission, you will be punished by heaven. Moreover, in history, I have never heard of Yin Zhiping's ascension to immortals? Is this a fake? No, it's not right. The killing cup has never reacted like this, no matter who this person is, the reality of saving the common people must be true.

Well, instead of going to the roots, let's take advantage of rumors. It is necessary to immediately activate the propaganda machine and render this matter as: My Mixed Yuan Sect has made a meritorious contribution to organizing the Crane Ming Fa, and the Upper Realm has sent an immortal master to congratulate - in this way, the Mixed Yuan Sect will be one step away from the bull's ear of ruling the Dao Gate of the world. Yes, that's it!