In Kunlun Immortal Valley, the dinner bell rang leisurely, and the guests from all over the world poured out. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wen Congxin and Red Sleeves glanced at each other and made a decision, "Red Sleeves, this group of people, let's settle dinner in the small restaurant downstairs." Almost all of you are in the realm of food and drink, even if you are hungry for a few days, it is not a big problem - just try to avoid contact with the Mixed Yuan Sect. I took Zhang Liao and Aya to the banquet, the purpose was to meet Senior Brother Hu's group and communicate the current situation in a timely manner. Once the Mixed Yuan Zhenjun tears his face in public, the three groups of people will also respond and advance and retreat together!"

In order to protect Du Yuan, Zhizheng did not return to the room, but found a smooth floor in the house and meditated cross-legged. Since he subdued the Jie Dan given by Dan Lao, he felt that earth-shaking changes had taken place in his body. For 20 years, under the seat of Master Xingduan, he has specialized in the art of subduing demons and correcting cowardice. A pair of skins is far beyond ordinary people, but compared to now, it is not the same as Japanese. Originally, his "heart punishment formula" was limited by his physical body, and he reached a bottleneck, and it was difficult to advance an inch. But now, not to mention the strong muscles and bones, it seems that the eight veins of the Qi Sutra have been thickened several times, and a "volt" word is roared out, and the range of punishment is not limited to 100 meters. Regardless of the effect of group attacks, even if it is one-on-one, I am afraid that it can really subdue demons. He was itching inside, and he just wanted to go out and catch a big ghost for an experiment.

Zhi Zheng understands that Dan Lao does not teach him a book of Taoism, and a Buddhist disciple like him pays attention to the most affectionate and sexual, and focuses on one practice The best effect. Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, temporarily discarded all distracting thoughts, and entered a state of meditation.

Du Yuan understood that this great monk was for his good, but he had his red sleeves on his side and couldn't move his hands and feet, and the time was really difficult. He walked around the house, scratching his ears and cheeks like a trapped monkey. Redsleeves understood what he was thinking, and was both happy and ashamed, and didn't help him think of an idea, just untied the colored feather cloak and carefully wiped the dust on each feather one by one.

There are two flowers, one on each branch. Wen Congxin led the team to travel, but the venue of this banquet was no longer along the deep pool, and the terrain there had been transformed into a gladiatorial arena by the Mixed Yuan Zhenjun. The three of them followed the cultivators in twos and threes to a stone hall on the east side of the Immortal Valley, this hall is circular, only this one floor, tall and wide, enough for thousands of people to feast and drink. The interior is brightly lit, and the large semi-round table is already full. The wine and food were served in two, and the first people had already eaten and drunk.

Aya's eyes were sharp, and when she saw Hu Shengyuan and the others from a distance, she hurriedly called out to her heart. It just so happened that there were a few vacant seats next to Brother Hu, and the two sides pretended not to know each other, politely exchanged words with each other, and sat down side by side. There were already yellow-shirted women who sent cups, plates, bowls and chopsticks, and a table of people pushed cups and changed lamps, saying some boundless gossip.

Labadi and Zhan Yu followed Hu Shengyuan to the meeting, and they had already changed into Qi Yunshan's Taoist robes, Zhan Yu was okay, he kept his hair in the style of the Great Song Dynasty, and he was no different from ordinary Taoist priests. Labadi is very eye-catching, the rough appearance of the "Hu people" has attracted the whispers of many waitresses and maids of the mixed Yuan faction, and some of them like the macho model, and they also take the initiative to throw flattering eyes. Even in modern times, Iranian men are allowed to share four wives, so there is not much sense of loyalty. But Labadi is different, he has always been obsessed with his wife and children who were murdered by Alphonse, and he has never pretended to be a bold confession to other women.

A yellow-shirted female Taoist was furious, and under the pretext of stepping forward to add wine, she "accidentally" sprinkled Labadi's body, the bearded uncle quickly got up and wiped it, and the female Taoist took the opportunity to touch him in front of and behind him, and said sorry and offended in her mouth. The other waitresses laughed in the distance, all envious and jealous.

Taking advantage of this chaos, Wen Congxin dipped his heart in wine and wrote a line of small words on the table - "Du and Zhenjun conflict, beware of mixed yuan". With a flick of his hand, he wiped out all the water marks. Hu Shengyuan saw it clearly, and did not change his color, and nodded with a smile at the glass in his hand, "Well, this wine is good." Wen Congxin pretended to be careless and asked, "I saw that there is still a Yin Zhenren in Qiyun Mountain, where are you going now?" Hu Shengyuan knew that she was worried about Yin Zhiping, and immediately replied, "Oh, he has some friendship with Quan Zhen's subordinates, so he went over there to toast and will come back soon." ”

Yin Zhiping did go to Quanzhen's side, but it was not Qingcheng's table, but a seat in Yushan. This Yuanshan faction is under the name of Quanzhen, it belongs to a small sect, and it has always been low-key, even the table is small, only six people are seated, and they are hiding behind a stone pillar, and they have been looking for a long time before they find it.

When these six people saw that someone took the initiative to come to toast, they were all surprised, and they all stood up and returned the salute. Yin Zhiping said, "Today's first battle of the five elements, your grandson's words are sincere and sexual, pointing directly to the hearts of the people. I admire it very much, and it is enough to comfort the ancestor with this heir!"

Sun Zhuji was a little embarrassed when he heard him praise himself by name, and hurriedly said, "I don't know what sect the immortal master is, and he really has a relationship with me?"

Yin Zhiping's square face was flushed, he had never lied, it was difficult to answer perfectly at this time, he hesitated for a moment, and said with difficulty, "Yin Zhiping, who is poor, is also in the same vein." Alone in the mountains, it is almost the same as loose cultivation......" The faces of the six people in Yushan all changed, and I don't know if this Taoist chief is joking or serious.

Sun Zhuji couldn't help but ask, "Is your name a child?" The question was abrupt, but Yin Zhiping understood what it meant, "Of course, there is no joke!"

The six of them looked at each other and smiled. Sun Zhuji clenched his fists again, "Yin Zhenren, don't blame, your name is exactly the same as one of our ancestors." Since they are all in the same vein, why not change their names and avoid them?"

Yin Zhiping regretted a little that he shouldn't have been impulsive. Rushing to toast leads to a lot of trouble. Laughed dryly, "You and I are cultivators, the physical body can still be abandoned, and the situation is lonely and famous? Even if the master is present today, it will not be strange to think about it." ”

When the six people in Yuanshan heard this, they all nodded and said yes! It was rare that everyone was heroic and temperamental, and they were very close to each other at first sight, so they invited Yin Zhiping to sit down, and the seven of them drank together.

There was an orchestra pit in the middle of the hall, and the band of the Mixed Yuan Orchestra finished playing a song and retreated in an orderly manner. The host, who everyone was already familiar with, appeared again, made a circle, and said loudly, "The first day of the festival was a great success, thanks to the great help of Taoist friends from all over the world. In order to express his gratitude, the Mixed Yuan True Monarch specially donated a supreme magic weapon for the lottery during tonight's banquet-"

The hall was suddenly full of uproar, everyone was happy, and it was good to have a prize! This mixed yuan faction really knows how to do things, and there are colorful heads everywhere, and everyone has a chance. I want to see what the mystery of this "supreme magic weapon" is.

The host gave a crisp high-five, and a red rope hung down from the ceiling of the hall, and a jade jade cup was tied to the end of the rope, which hung down until it was three feet from the ground before stopping. The host announced the lottery rules, "This cup is not an offensive and defensive weapon, it is said to be made by the power of the Mo family in the Spring and Autumn Period, and its name is 'killing'." The intention is not to kill living beings, but to specifically assess the quota of 'killing' and 'living'. This cup is so gifted that it doesn't need to be filled with alcohol, and anyone who holds it can measure the stock of the three corpses of the bearer. Everyone knows that if you cut off three corpses, you will prove that you are a golden immortal. So, who doesn't want to be clear about their obsessions?"

There was an uproar in the audience, most people didn't believe that there was such a wonderful magic weapon, and they thought it was a deceptive prop. Some people were even more interested when they heard that it was not an offensive and defensive weapon.

Zhang Liao didn't understand what the "three corpses" were, and asked for help from the banquet with his eyes, Hu Shengyuan was known as a doctor, and he had the most knowledge, so he whispered, "The so-called three corpses are the three evil desires in the mortal body, and anyone who wants to become an immortal must eradicate the three corpses in advance and clear the obstacles." ”

This explanation is incomprehensible. Zhang Liao didn't ask much, and continued to turn his head to look at the excitement.

A fat Taoist priest was the first to get up with the smell of alcohol, staggered to the center of the orchestra pit, picked up the jade cup, held it in his hand, and shouted inarticulately, "I'll come first!" If he was there, he would have avoided it, because it was the filthy Taoist who asked him not to wash his hands so that he could smell the fragrance every day.

It is also strange to say that the empty jade jade cup gathered a trickle out of thin air, and suddenly it was filled up and overflowed the mouth of the cup. As you can see, the liquid is yellowish, dirty, and full of impurities, no different from animal urine.

The host jokingly said, "What a corpse insect specimen! Real men think with their lower bodies." Take a break and see if anyone can overcome it. ”

The fat man muttered and walked back dissatisfied. The jade cup was loosened, still hanging in the air, but the liquid spilled on the ground and returned to the empty state. The woman in the yellow shirt who was teasing Labadi just now was very bold, jumped and ran over, grabbed the wine glass, "Can I try it?" Before the words fell, a pink liquid had gushed out of the glass, dripping on the ground, with a smell of pink fat.

The host teased, "This is also a corpse worm, and females in estrus are like this." The audience burst into laughter, and the female Taoist hid her face and ran away, disappearing in an instant.

"I'm coming!" a black-and-white-robed Taoist jumped into the air and jumped directly in front of the cup, also scooping it up. A puddle of gray liquid poured out of the cup, staining the sleeve of his robe. Some people saw it clearly, pointed and introduced it to their fellow seats, saying that this was Zhang Wenchang, the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, who was vying for the hundred-year-old snow lotus last night, and stealing chickens would not make a fool of rice.

The host had some scruples, looked at the man's face, and said with a smile, "This is the color of the corpse insect, fortunately, there are not many people who kill people, otherwise the whole body will be dirty......" "Hmph!" Zhang Wenchang glared at him fiercely, and threw his sleeves back to the table.

A thunderous voice sounded, and a long-haired bearded man walked over with his arms dangling, "Quack! It's kind of interesting! Lao Tzu Ba Liming, I want to see if I have killed enough!" He scooped up the jade cup, and he was able to freeze. When the cup was neutral, a foot-high jet of black water erupted, like a pocket fountain, and he tilted the cup outward, spraying straight into the host's body!

The host shuddered, "This...... Mr. Ba is really powerful! There are not 1,000 souls under his command, but 800, right?" The guy who called himself Ba Liming laughed, "You visionless thing, what is 1,800 of you? I'll show you what a big demon is! Come, good friend Brother Shenji, come and show your hand!"

From a backlit corner, there was a "hehe" sneer. A thin black-robed man slowly got up. As soon as this person came out, the hundred candles in the hall dimmed......