When Song Si walked to the fourth floor, several foundation building monks also glanced at it and turned their heads. Song Si ignored the monks' gaze, walked directly to the fifth floor, and sat down by the window at random.

"Immortal Master, what do you need to order?" The young and beautiful maid came to Song Si's side and respectfully handed over the recipe with a gilt cover.

Song Si flipped through it casually and found that the Immortal Master Building provided some delicacies made with demon beasts, and just looking at the recipe aroused the saliva in the depths of his stomach.

"Well, this iron gall bear's paw is here, Yunjiang Flying Carp, Red Flame Tiger Wings...... By the way, there is also this deer antler rabbit on the top half. There were more than a dozen dishes, and the maid beside Song Si who ordered it opened her mouth wide and was surprised.

Although her martial arts cultivation is not high, she is also considered to be first-class, and the Taoist Song Si in front of her clearly does not have a trace of martial arts atmosphere, let alone the slightest immortal style, which makes her suspicious, for fear that he is here to cheat and cheat.

This conjecture is not unprecedented, there was once a mad Taoist, wearing the clothes of a foundation building monk, swaggering to the Immortal Master Louhai to eat and then leave freely, not even half of the spirit stone left.

By the time the store reacted, the madman had already disappeared. Only then did everyone know why the crazy Taoist ordered dishes that contained not high spiritual power, because he was afraid that he would be overwhelmed by eating the overlord meal.

"Immortal Master, a total of sixty lower-grade spirit stones. The maid put away the menu and bowed.

Song Si glanced at this beautiful maid, saw a trace of suspicion and fear in her eyes, smiled indifferently, turned over and took out a bag of spirit stones, and threw them directly on the table.

When he first came to the Void Realm, someone sent more than 1,600 spirit stones, and he could still afford this amount of food.

"Thank you to the immortal master, the little girl will go and pass the food to the immortal master. The maid bowed and walked away quickly.

It frightened her just now, this immortal master building rarely has to pay the spirit stone before eating, because this is disrespectful to the immortal master, in case the immortal master is angry, her fate will be extremely miserable, and unimaginable. Fortunately, this immortal master seems to be very talkative.

Song Si's order attracted the attention of several monks at the adjacent table, although sixty spirit stones were nothing to them, but they were usually invited to a gathering of friends to be so generous, and Song Si was clearly eating alone.

What made them even more puzzled was that Song Si did not have a trace of the aura of a martial artist at all, nor did he have the spiritual charm of a monk, but judging from his behavior of casually conjuring a spirit stone, he was indeed a monk.

In the end, they could only guess that Song Si was a sword cultivator, because only sword cultivators liked to use long flying swords that were tied to their backs all day long. However, Song Si's sword seemed to be too shoddy, but it looked like a flying sword forged for the first time by a certain foundation building monk.

They guessed correctly, this flying sword was really forged by Jing Yuan and was taken away by Song Si not long after. Ordinary monks are accustomed to refining flying swords to the size of inches, and if there is a better magic weapon to use, the flying sword will only become an ordinary means of transportation for monks.

After a while, the ordered dishes came up one after another, Song Si picked up the chopsticks, and directly ate and drank wildly, without any cold image of sword cultivation.

It's just unscrupulous!

The monks on the fifth floor commented in their hearts, but they still couldn't see the depth of Song Si clearly, so no one put their expressions on the surface, but continued to discuss the recent appearance of a large number of martial arts cultivators in the cultivation realm.

"The Canglan Holy Sect gathered more than a dozen small sects to besiege the Demon Domain, and they just let those Demon Domain martial cultivators repel it. It is said that at the critical moment, a female master of the Demon Domain named Yan Wuxin appeared, and she killed Su Yueque, the head of the Falling Moon Faction, with one palm, and then she killed the Heavenly Fire Cave Qing Gongzi, the Night Qi Sect Mu Xiaowan and so on. ”

On the fifth floor, all the monks took a breath of cold air, and one of the middle-aged monks questioned: "These are all high-ranking Jindan Venerable Masters!

"Daoist friends don't know, these martial arts are very different from my Zhou State martial arts cultivation, those who cultivate low, we can kill them with one hand, and those who cultivate high, we will become ants. ”

"There is one more thing, do you know? When the Canglan Holy Sect was besieging the Demon Domain, the Holy Maiden of the Canglan Holy Sect and several Supreme Elders attacked Wucheng at night while the martial arts martial arts were rescuing the Demon Domain, and they were directly killed by Yi Shuitu, the great sage of the Confucian Sect who was sitting in Wucheng. According to the monks who watched the battle from afar, it was very likely that the great sage had broken through to the late Yuan Infant Stage. ”

"There are Confucian sages, so isn't this time the Canglan Holy Sect finished?"

"Fellow Daoist, don't say anything, the Canglan Holy Sect has been established for more than 3,000 years, how can there be no background that we don't know?"

"Then what happened in the end? It is said that the Canglan Holy Sect has folded the Holy Son, the Holy Maiden, and many sect elites this time, totaling more than 2,000 people!"

"Later, Lin Jian, the sect leader of the Canglan Holy Sect, finally made peace with the Demon Domain and Wucheng. ”

"How is it possible? Not to mention that the Canglan Holy Sect has lost more than 2,000 cultivators and greatly damaged the foundation of the sect, even the martial cultivators of the Demon Domain and Martial City have also suffered tens of thousands of casualties!"

"In the end, Cisong Zhenren appeared, and you can understand the result. After the Taoist finished speaking, he took a sip of the wine and looked at Song Si with his spare eyes.

It's a pity that Song Si is still eating heavily, and he doesn't seem to care about what they are talking about.

"It turned out to be Cisong Zhenren, no wonder! These martial arts cultivators are really lucky. However, I am afraid that I will have to be careful when I see those martial cultivators in the future, after all, those martial cultivators are not weaker than our monks in the slightest. ”

"Yes, but so many martial cultivators suddenly came here, I'm afraid they have encountered some catastrophe and have to migrate, thinking that our ancestors are also forced to migrate here." ”

"If there is a big change today, we must also find a way out. ”

The Demon Domain and Wucheng have all lifted the crisis, and the martial cultivators who came here can roughly have a smooth adaptation time, Song Si sighed in his heart, after all, he came out of these people.

When he heard that it was Cisong Zhenren who prevented the war between the Canglan Holy Sect and the Demon Domain and Wucheng, Song Si felt very incredible, but he didn't expect that the old man to be such an unspeakable being.

Yan Wuxin's crazy woman is powerful, Song Si still remembers it vividly, there are not many people who can convince her, it is estimated that this Cisong Zhenren has become one of them.

However, when he heard the words "heaven and earth" changed greatly, Song Siruo felt something, stopped eating and drinking slightly, and felt a little uneasy in his heart.

In the blink of an eye, he only hoped that he would no longer be the chosen one, that he would no longer have to donate blood, and that he would be able to eat and drink well. And the most important thing at the moment is that he can find the Holy Buddha Cicada as much as he can and heal Mo Xue.

After eating the delicious Yunjiang flying carp, Song Si heard that someone downstairs seemed to be talking about him. There was no prohibition on the fifth floor of the Immortal Master Building, so he could clearly hear all kinds of sounds outside the window.

"Senior Ye, the person who killed Ye Yichen is in the Immortal Master Building. "The foundation building monk who secretly left before took the two middle-aged golden-clothed monks straight to the immortal master's downstairs.

Ye Meng glanced at the foundation building monk who was leading the way, and said, "Are you sure?"

"The younger generation Tianwang and Ye Yichen and Jing Yuan have been friends for many years, and now that Jing Yuan's flying sword is on this person, it can be concluded that Ye Yichen was killed by this person. The Heavenly Forgetful Daoist said affirmatively.

"Second brother, let's go up, that kid is on the fifth floor. Ye Shanju said.

Aha.

Seeing that the Tianwang Daoist took Ye Meng and Ye Shanju to the fifth floor, Song Si sneered, had to temporarily stop tasting the food on the table, turned around with a smile, and looked at the three people upstairs.

"That's the person!" As soon as he went upstairs, the Tianwang Daoist pointed at Song Si and said loudly.

Several monks who were deliberating were very dissatisfied with the behavior of the Heavenly Forgetful Daoist, but when they saw the two Ye family monks standing behind him, they also frowned and didn't say anything more.

"Did you kill Ye Yichen?" Ye Meng walked to Song Si's table and said straightforwardly.

Song Si didn't know who the so-called Ye Yichen was, and there was only one monk he had killed so far, if the unlucky ghost who opened his mouth and closed his mouth to "turtle" was Ye Yichen, Song Si would have nothing to say.

"Dare to ask Daoyou, who is Ye Yichen?" Song Si picked up a skewer of red flame tiger wings and ate it with relish.

Ye Meng's face sank: "Where did the flying sword on your body come from?

After eating the skewers and putting down the long bamboo sticks, Song Si directly pulled out the flying sword behind his back, took a closer look, and sighed, there was really a small seal "Jing" on the sword.

"The evidence of the crime is conclusive, you are the murderer! Now, it is our brother who commits suicide, choose one!" Ye Meng took a step forward, and his powerful momentum was released, in a vain attempt to suppress Song Si directly.

A sword to turn into nothing!

With the long sword in hand, since he was an enemy, Song Si continued to talk nonsense, directly killed the move, and slashed at Ye Meng, who was close to him, when Ye Meng was stunned and returned to defense, he suddenly turned around, and he should be cut off, and went directly to Ye Shanju with an arm.

The figure moved, and Song Si then broke open the window, jumped out of the Immortal Master Building, and stood on the roof of the opposite building.

Dare to seek revenge so close to Jian Xiu, the Ye brothers are also two wonders.

"Die!" Hearing his brother's scream, Ye Meng shouted, chased out the window, sacrificed the golden flying sword, and killed Song Si.

Seeing this six-inch golden sword, Song Si didn't dare to slack off, swung the sword to draw a circle, and laid a looming virtual sword momentum around him, and at the same time swung the sword like the wind, blocking Ye Meng's golden sword.

Just as the two were fighting, the Heavenly Forgetful Daoist also came downstairs, and Song Si, who looked at the roof, showed a look of jealousy, quietly took out a spirit rune, and silently recited the incantation.

"Fire Spirit!

When the Heavenly Forgetful Daoist spell was completed, Song Si felt a strong crisis, and immediately left an afterimage and disappeared away from the hundred zhang.

Just as Song Si disappeared, a flame meteor smashed directly into the place where he was standing before, and with a loud bang, a deep pit full of flames appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the previous high-rise building had already turned into ashes in an instant.

"Roar!" A loud roar sounded, and the flames in the deep pit turned into a flame giant about ten zhang high, killing Song Si.

"Damn, let's hang up!" Looking at this flame giant that exuded amazing power, Song Si scolded loudly, turned around and fled!