I am immortal.

Chapter 249 Daomen legend, breaking the formation with punishment!
At this time, there were still drunken Taoist priests looking for something to do down there. Su You frowned slightly. Standing on the second floor and looking down, she saw a Taoist priest wearing only a light blue Taoist robe lying on the side of the empty private seat. On the table, the eyebrows are clear and bright, without any wrinkles, but there are a few strands of long beard, and he looks a little drunk.

Qinyin Pavilion also has masters, to deal with those masters who are drunk and want to attack the girls of Qinyin Pavilion.

They all had great names.

One is a real person from the Shuangfei Pavilion in the world, and the other is a great demon from the Feiying lineage of the demon clan.

One from the left and one from the right, they all shot together, with sharp and measured moves.

The drunken Taoist just staggered, and this fierce move just brushed his body.

Taking advantage of the situation, he spread his arms and slammed them on the real person's face, leaned back and sat on the back of the big monster, both of them burst out their own powerful Yuan Qi, but when they fell on the drunken Taoist, they were all like The mud cow entered the sea, but it never had the slightest effect. They were all shocked, and their expressions changed suddenly, knowing that they had encountered a master.

"Let's get back, both of you."

"This Taoist priest, why did you come to my Qinyin Pavilion today?"

Su You's voice was calm, and the Daoist Liu of Shuangfei Pavilion and the abandoned disciples of Feiying's line all backed away. The Taoist staggered and seemed to be unsteady. He stumbled a few steps before leaning back on the chair , drunkenly said: "It's a beauty, I want the rumored beauty who plays the piano, and I want fine wine."

"Wine?"

Su You was on the second floor, shaking hands to send out a glass of wine.

In this wine glass, there seems to be endless water, which is extremely heavy and deep, with a deep and thick force, like slow or slow, in which the water waves flow, and ripples spread out, reflecting countless world scenes, and there are thousands of beautiful scenery. Refers to the original mind, mortals drink it, but they will not wake up the day before they are drunk. The drunk Taoist leaned back, bit the wine glass with his mouth, raised his neck, and counted the thousand-day drunk that looked like a glass, but was actually as much as a stream. drink.

He hiccupped and said, "It's fine wine."

"But it's not the beauty I want."

Su You said to himself: "...is a fairy."

Mr. Huiyi took a bowl of meat and squatted on the railing. While eating, he looked at the drunken Taoist over there, and said, "Not only a fairy, but also a great fairy, tsk tsk, hey, this drunken Taoist, What beauty are you looking for?"

"This is Qinyin Pavilion, the 6000-year reputation of the Fox Clan. What beauty do you want that you can't find?"

The drunk Taoist laughed loudly, raised his neck and drank, and said: "Hahahaha, old friend, what you said is only the beauty of external objects, for facial features, for external appearance, for handsome appearance, for bewitching beauty, it is beauty. Not what I asked for."

"The person I'm looking for..."

"You can play the deep rhyme of the piano, and you can talk about the vastness of the world."

"Picking up a pen can determine the common people in the world, and discussing Dao can reach the three teachings and nine streams."

"There is a frame of mind to frame the universe, a state of mind that forgets feelings, and a heart to hold the sword to kill demons and fix the world."

"It's beautiful."

Mr. Huiyi chewed the meat in his mouth, turned his head, looked at Su You, and said, "One piece of good news, one piece of bad news. The good news is that this kid is not here to make trouble for you."

"What about the bad news?"

"The bad news is that this kid is after the brat who is the last one to be found here."

The drunk Taoist laughed loudly: "Old friend, you are going too far."

Mr. Huiyi said: "What old friend?"

"Taoist priest, don't make friends indiscriminately."

The drunken Taoist laughed, his body didn't know what to do, and he had appeared in front of the fortune-teller, without any fluctuations of heaven or air, it was natural, harmonious and calm, which startled the fortune-teller, and the drunken Taoist turned towards him. As he stretched out his hand to grab it, he suddenly felt a gust of wind rushing towards his face, which had never erupted and was contained but not exposed, but it was even more destructive because of it.

The sword in his hand with its sheath was pressed against the edge of the flat punch, pushing it away.

However, the divine spirit contained in it, the thick and majestic Zen spirit, and under the Zen spirit, the murderous intent and evil thoughts that made this Taoist frightened were mixed and suppressed. The Zen spirit turned into sword energy and was introduced into the earth, and the formation of the entire Qinyin Pavilion shattered in an instant.

The earth seemed to shake.

The fortune teller squatted on the table with the meat in his hand, staring at the two guys.

Su You's face was slightly moved.

Just now, the two of them were fighting with their realm and strength, but their moves were running smoothly and accompanied by charm. It seemed that as long as they breathed out, the true body of Yangshen's further Dharma would be revealed. This is obviously no longer unusual. Realm, if the Buddhist sect is an arhat, if the Taoist sect is a great immortal official, and the demon kingdom is the demon king, he can open up a demon kingdom and become the master of great power.

"This is the realm of the earth fairy..."

The Taoist looked at the monk and exclaimed: "Good boxing skills, good Zen mind."

"Pindao thought that there were demonic thoughts left in the world, but he never thought that there was a master who used himself as a temple to suppress all demonic thoughts in his mind. I admire it."

The monk clasped his hands together and said, "Your Excellency's swordsmanship is extraordinary."

"The poor monk is also admired."

The fortune-teller smacked his lips and felt a headache. Even the overcooked meat of the spirit beast in the innermost part was not fragrant. The monk in front of him was a great Arhat with two great wishes. Right now, although the realm has fallen slightly because of the many demonic thoughts contained in his body, the thoughts of fighting and killing are definitely stronger.

The Taoist sword was not out of its sheath, and it was tied with the monk.

Give it a little more push.

I'm afraid it's not an ordinary earth fairy.

Maybe it's another real monarch in the sky whose state of mind has been broken, fell into the mortal world, and wants to learn from the freak of the Jade Emperor who has honed his Taoism through calamities. If the realm is not to the point where the three flowers gather at the top and the five qi are towards the Yuan, it is a qualitative difference, that is, the means of the gods cannot be used. The true king's law is heaven and earth, and the bodhisattva's other transformation is at ease, so don't try to use one.

But it is also an unusual land fairyland, which is almost the same as this monk.

And I don't know why, looking at this drunk Taoist priest, the fortune teller felt a little pain in his stomach.

It hurts.

It hurt so badly.

Eat two bites of braised pork to suppress your shock.

The drunken Taoist and the monk, who sensed the familiar 'breath of the master's door' and vaguely sensed their own chance, looked at the fortune teller who stuffed his mouth with meat, and said with a smile: "Old friend, what, really Don't you remember me?"

The fortune-teller said: "Who are you, you, don't get close!"

"See clearly, I don't know you well!"

"Hey, stop, stop, don't get any closer, if you get any closer, I'll call someone."

Seeing his appearance, the drunken Taoist looked thoughtfully around, considering the face of the gray-clothed gentleman, so he asked via voice transmission: "You..."

"Did you seal your memory again?"

Mr. Gray Clothes froze.

"what?!"

"What did you say? How could I seal my memory?"

The drunken Taoist had some apprehension and a headache in his eyes. Looking at the oily mouth and harmless gray-clothed gentleman, he frowned, and asked via voice transmission: "However, what do you want to do this time? Before you even Even without showing up, he single-handedly led the destruction of the Blood River Sword Sect, triggered the death of Sao Feng, and handed over the Blood River Sword to me."

"And now, you have even sealed the memory about me?"

"Is it related to an existence that you can't even think about yourself?"

"What did you 'hear'? What are you trying to do?"

"Even your own memory must be sealed."

???

Destroy Blood River, Sao Feng's death?

I did it? !

what are you saying?
Mr. Huiyi had a dull face, chewed the braised pork in his mouth, swallowed it, and said:
"Ah? I don't know."

The drunken Taoist stared at him, and after a long time, his eyes suddenly filled with drunkenness, and he slapped Mr. Gray on the shoulder vigorously, with such force that half of his body was numb, as if he wanted revenge , smiled and said: "Ah, I lied to you like this, and put on several high hats for you, shouldn't you follow it as a matter of course?"

"So honest now!"

"Old friend!"

clap clap clap!
Pat the shoulder very hard.

The fortune teller was patted until his body became numb, and he said, "Who are you?"

The drunk Taoist looked around and said with a smile: "The poor Taoist surname is Lu, and the Taoist name is Chunyang."

Su You's expression froze suddenly.

The famous swordsman who moved the world 300 years ago.

Daozong's current patriarch.

Solved the blood river chaos with his own hands.

According to legend, his swordsmanship is high enough to compare with the sword god Yun Zhiyi and his wife who were active in the chaotic world 6000 years ago, and even in terms of pure swordsmanship and practice, it is even better than the two legends of swordsmanship. The first layer, in fact, suddenly appeared more than 1000 years ago. It is in the realm of immortals in the world, and then it holds a sword to traverse the world.

I once talked about the great sage of the demon clan, and discussed thirteen pieces of swordsmanship, each of which talked about one end of the swordsmanship, 13 pieces, discussed all the changes in the world's swordsmanship, and finally returned to one sword, breaking the ten swords with one sword. Three swords, so he was praised by the great sage as unparalleled in swordsmanship.

It was in the same era as the peak period of Si You, who was so gorgeous in the world.

After achieving an unparalleled reputation, he suddenly retreated and never walked on the mundane world again.

Su You's face was a little ugly.

The Taoist in front of me once pursued Siyou, but it was a pity that Luohua wanted to be ruthless, so this Taoist left leisurely and leisurely, but there were many things back then, such as picking flowers from the world and falling from the sky, and the sword fairy in the sea of ​​flowers Flying down, affectionately, watching the white-haired beauty dressing by the window, courting in public.

Was thrown away by Siyou's sleeve.

It's like staying at the Qinyin Pavilion at night, drinking fine wine every day but having no money, and finally becoming a sword, and being intoxicated, someone stripped off the Taoist robe and left only the inner garment, and threw it on the street. , Chang chanted the song 'I have three rooms.The column uses eight mountains.Zhou Hui is surrounded by the sea.Vientiane Senluo is a Dougong, and tiles cover the blue sky. '

These many things.

Because it is too outrageous, it has been circulated until now.

And this happened more than once.

Although it is a Taoist senior, a casual and free and easy anecdote, it is not so pleasant for the other party.

It was a rare guest who was blacklisted by Qinyin Pavilion and refused to receive.

When I was young and ignorant, the seniors of Qinyin Pavilion always said that if you were disobedient, a drunk Taoist priest from the Taoist sect would come to knock on your window, so the little fox girls back then were all frightened and turned pale. Yes, I am willing to practice the piano. The outrageous debauchery of this Taoist back then can be seen at one end.

"So it's Senior Chunyang Sword Immortal."

"The Qinyin Pavilion is too small to accommodate a great god like you, please go out."

"Sister, see off!"

The Taoist hurriedly raised his hand to stop him, saying: "Hey, don't, don't, the poor Daoist has been meditating for thousands of years and never went down the mountain. What happened back then, it was just that my state of mind was not perfect, so I was a little careless and rude. I am really sorry. I’m sorry, but I’m not here for Siyou.”

"Speaking of which, compared to Siyou back then, the girl's appearance is much more submissive. I don't know her name..."

Su You's face turned black: "Taoists are romantic, but they go elsewhere!"

The drunk Taoist laughed, cupped his hands and said, "It's not for beating, it's just a joke."

"Come here today, all for one person."

"For whom?"

The Taoist smiled, his eyes were clear and calm: "Look for my senior brother."

Su Youdao: "Chunyang Sword Immortal has proved the Tao 600 years ago, and the title is 'No leaks for many years. It is karma. The success of the practice is three thousand. The fire dragon can subdue the tiger, and the land can be immortal.' , your senior brother is probably at least in the Immortal Realm, and there is no senior brother in this place."

"Wrong, wrong."

Lu Chunyang waved his hand and said, "He's only 16 years old."

"After all, I have a high level of Taoism, so I can know why he is a senior brother... I heard that there is a sequence, he entered the orthodoxy first."

Su You replied without thinking, just wanting to drive away the Taoist in front of him, saying:
"I don't have a 16-year-old Taoist here either..."

There was a slight pause in the voice, and suddenly thought of the conversation some time ago.

'Ah, by the way, how old is the real little brother? '

'16 years. '

Su You couldn't help but feel the waves surging in his heart, his expression was slightly moved, and he said, "It's him..."

Lu Chunyang saluted with a smile and said:

"Of course."

So Su You couldn't help but shake in his heart, and it was difficult to maintain his composure.

16 years old, real person.

Daoist patriarch.

Is it really a real king's talent?

........................

Qi Wuhuo closed his eyes for a long time, and the formation was repeated in his mind. It was extremely huge and complicated. It was the integration of Dao in the life of Qingshi Dasheng. The fetus is also moving, so the Qingshi Dasheng noticed it, so this formation can only be "replaced", not broken.

It is necessary to replace the instrument with a formation of the same level.

And in this process, try to maintain the aura level received by the holy fetus.

Don't let the Green Lion Great Sage notice.

This is an extremely difficult task, so terrifying that Qi Wuhuo felt that the Holy Mother of Taiyuan who taught him the formation may not be able to complete this task within a month, but with the assistance of Emperor Dongyue, changing this Array, there is still a slight possibility;
And removed [replacement array].

There is only one other way left.

Find a way to let this holy fetus breed spirituality and consciousness!

This step is not as difficult as changing the formation, Qi Wuhuo finally decided to use the method of changing the formation as the first method.

Qi Wuhuo also had a choice about the formation to replace the ritual.

The young Taoist took up the sword formula in his hand and shook it slightly in the air. His fingertips pierced the air, and a fine cold light appeared. It seemed random, but it seemed to be combined into a mysterious and indescribable formation. Its name——

【trap】

【absolutely】

【punish】

The aura of robbery sword of the Daoist Lord's lineage is presented in the form of formations, and finally flows and changes, returning to one point.

Pure boundless, killing battles!
【kill】!
Zheng!
Fingers break through the strings automatically, and the vibrating piano sound has a slight murderous intent. The young Taoist exhaled slowly, and replaced the [Green Lion Clan Rituals] with [Da Dao Monarch Sword Formation], using killing instead of protection. When he breaks through, he should How, the only problem now is that this formation is difficult to change and it will take time.

After today, it is a huge difficulty for me to enter the Holy Land of the Blue Lion Clan. If I come by force, I will definitely be suspected by the Great Sage of the Blue Lion, but if I find a way to enter this place by myself... it is also a challenge.

Qi Wuhuo's thoughts were ups and downs. At this time, the door was knocked, and the night banquet was about to start a gathering of demons. The young Taoist closed his eyes and let Xiao Pengcao pull him into this place, and then calmly played the piano. Yao still wanted Xiao Pengcao to go and sit beside her.

Seeing Xiao Pengcao shaking her head, she simply got up, put on a red dress, and sat beside Xiao Pengcao.

When the hair was raised, the young Taoist could smell the extremely strong and flamboyant fragrance.

Let alone the melody of the zither, the monsters don't care about his zither sound, or in other words, those who can understand the zither sound calmly are rare even among humans, let alone among the monster clan, Qi Wuhuo doesn't care. Qingshi Dasheng said: "Wuhen Yiqu, the piano sound is still at the same level as before, but it's a pity, it seems that there are distracting thoughts and worries in your heart, which affect your piano sound, after all, it's not beautiful."

"If you have any difficulties, you can tell me."

"You are my guest, and I will satisfy your request." The big man raised his wine glass and laughed loudly:

"Only when the mind is happy and hearty can one play excellent music!"

Qi Wuhuo thanked him.

Qingshi Dashenglang said with a smile: "Then, after one month, there will be Lao Wuhen luthier."

"I have members of my clan, I will send you back to Qinyin Pavilion, hahaha, everyone who wants to come to Qinyin Pavilion is also worried."

Qi Wuhuo's heart sank slightly, but the Huang Yao next to him seemed to laugh: "The little grass must be kept."

Xiao Pengcao hugged Qi Wuhuo's arm.

Huang Yao looked at the luthier who was very close to him, laughed, and said, "Xiao Pengcao doesn't want to stay."

"Lord...Where is Wuhen, where am I!"

Xiao Pengcao is very firm.

Huang Yao said casually: "Then, you should stay here, luthier too. It just so happens that eating and drinking have become boring these days, and having the sound of the piano is also a good thing. I think Wuhen luthier will not refuse my request, will he?"

"Ok?"

The young Taoist subconsciously opened his eyes for a moment, and saw the woman in front of him who had changed back into a woman's dress in a red dress, which was brilliant and dazzing.

The dark golden pupils stared at him with a half-smile.

A kind of arrogance, power, strength, and extremely aggressive beauty invaded the eyes of the cold young Taoist.

The Great Sage of the Green Lion laughed loudly: "Oh? The luthier is willing to stay?"

"Hahaha, if you feel forced, you don't have to."

"I told Huang Yao myself."

The young Taoist closed his eyes.

What is this Huang Yao's mind and what is her position? She is on the side of the green lion, or she doesn't mind any changes. The young Taoist doesn't know, but it is difficult to get out of the situation. The strategy is absolutely clear, if he wants to break the formation, he actually has no other choice.

And this choice is only in an instant.

In fact, there was not much pause in the speech.

The young Taoist nodded slightly, and heard his own voice quiet and peaceful:
"I stayed."

(End of this chapter)