The Young Swordsman: The Taoist Priest of Qingcheng Has Descended the Mountain

After all, they were all immortals.

Lei Qianhu and his buddies were naturally extremely grateful to Qingcheng Mountain.

If it weren't for that carefree immortal from Qingcheng Mountain, Lei Yunhe's arm wouldn't have grown back, and Lei Qianhu's injuries probably wouldn't have lasted past this winter.

Furthermore, even if that carefree immortal or the Dao Sword Immortal doesn't come, that brat Lei Wujie can represent Qingcheng Mountain, since he is now also a disciple of Qingcheng Mountain.

But so far, neither Tang Lian, the representative of Snow Moon City, nor Lei Wujie has been found.

This inevitably cast a shadow over Lei Qianhu's heart.

Just then, a young man in purple robes rode a donkey backwards and approached, looking completely unsophisticated.

"Oh, Tiger, you actually came out to greet me personally? I'm so embarrassed. It's been a long time, Tiger."

Lei Qianhu's lips curled up slightly, but his face quickly darkened, and he slapped Lei Qianhu across the face.

"Stop your nonsense and get inside now!"

"Hehe, alright. Oh, Tiger, what's wrong with your health?"

The boy jumped off the donkey, patted its rump, and the little donkey grunted twice and ran off.

The steward, Lei Tianhen, quickly ordered someone to lead the donkey away.

The boy approached Lei Qianhu, grabbed his wrist, listened to his pulse, and looked extremely solemn.

It was clear that Lei Qianhu was very familiar with the young man and did not resist him.

"Strange, truly strange, it's really good... Tiger, what kind of deity did you encounter here?"

Lei Qianhu reached out and patted him on the head: "You really did meet a god. Anyway, my body can hold on for the time being."

I didn't expect you to come.

"If it were any other family, it would be fine, but since you, Tiger Lord, are hosting this Heroes' Banquet, how could my Wen family dare not attend?"

"Stop talking nonsense and get inside."

"Hey Tiger, don't forget to introduce me to that immortal later. It's really strange that even my master couldn't cure the poison in your body, but it was actually cured."

Lei Tianhen looked at the young man with some curiosity: "Sect Master, who is this?"

Before Lei Qianhu could speak, the boy had already skipped and hopped into the room.

He clasped his hands in a fist and said loudly, "Wen Liang from the Wen family, a time-honored brand in Lingnan, has come to attend the banquet."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, the other guests burst into an uproar and subconsciously moved away from him, which made Wen Liang somewhat embarrassed.

"Don't be afraid, everyone. Our patriarch said that the Wen family are all poisonous creatures. If they come, I'm afraid none of you will dare to eat vegetables."

But this year is different. This year, Tiger is hosting, so naturally the Wen family must come and show their support. Besides, I'm just a little poisoner, not that poisonous.”

Despite this, everyone still looked wary.

The Wen family, a long-established family in Lingnan, doesn't have many disciples who frequently travel around the martial arts world, but this doesn't stop the Wen family's reputation from growing.

After all, poison is something that any person in the martial arts world is very wary of.

Although the Tang Clan also uses poison, their hidden weapons are the best in the world, while the Wen Clan is the best at using poison.

"This year's heroes' banquet is much more lively than usual."

"That's right, the Lei family really has a lot of influence. I heard that Lei Hong has become a sword immortal, no wonder so many people give him face."

"That's not necessarily true. The Tang Clan and Snow Moon City haven't arrived yet, have they? Maybe those two have already planned to give the Thunder Clan a hard time."

However, at that moment, a commotion arose outside.

A clear, cheerful laugh reached everyone's ears.

"Zhou Huanzhen of Qingcheng has come as invited. Sect Leader Lei, am I not late?"

Qingcheng, Zhou Huanzhen?

This name sounds familiar.

"People from Qingcheng Mountain? They've actually come to join the fun too. Who is this week?"

"You don't even know this name? Zhou Zhenhuan, the Immortal of Freedom! The number one true immortal in the world, the strongman who opened the mountain and set up 36,000 paths to heaven, who would have thought that he would also come to participate in this banquet of heroes."

"So it was him! In that case, today's banquet for heroes can truly be called a banquet for heroes."

"Hurry, hurry, why aren't you going to pay your respects?"

Lei Qianhu was shocked as he watched the three people descend gracefully.

The moment he saw Zhou Zhenhuan, he knew that this was definitely the carefree immortal, not someone else impersonating him.

It's a mysterious and profound feeling, a feeling of absolute certainty within.

He hurriedly stepped forward and bowed in greeting.

"I was unaware of your presence. I, Qianhu, have failed to greet you properly. My apologies."

Before he could even bow down, he felt a gentle resistance that helped him up.

"Sect Leader Lei, there's no need for such politeness. Or is it that the Lei Sect sent this invitation to Qingcheng merely as a courtesy, and did not intend for us to come and freeload a drink?"

Lei Qianhu was taken aback for a moment, but seeing the mischievous smile on Zhou Zhenhuan's face, he said with a wry smile, "Qianhu wouldn't dare, Master, please invite me in quickly."

"No rush, I've brought two young friends with me."

Let me introduce you to Wuxin, the young monk under the tutelage of Master Wangyou at Hanshui Temple.

Wu Xin stepped forward with a smile and bowed: "Sect Leader Lei, please forgive my uninvited visit."

"Master Wangyou's disciple? Hiss, Ye Anshi, the sect leader of Tianwaitian? Didn't he go back? How dare the Demonic Sect show their faces?"

"Shut up, haven't you heard that they represent Hanshui Temple?"

Although everyone is well aware of the current situation of Hanshui Temple, the Master Wangyou is no longer there, which once caused quite a stir in the martial arts world.

But today, with that carefree immortal's endorsement, claiming he's a disciple of Hanshui Temple, even if the Heavenly King himself came, he wouldn't dare utter a single word against it.

Chapter 133 Zhou Huanzhen from Qingcheng arrives for the banquet; who cares about the Tang Clan anymore?

Master Wangyou naturally had an excellent reputation in the martial arts world, and everyone sincerely admired him.

Although they are no longer here, out of respect for Master Wangyou or for the sake of this carefree immortal, none of those present would dare to call them members of the Heartless Demonic Sect.

That's not courage, that's naivety.

Lei Qianhu laughed and said, "So you are Master Wangyou's esteemed disciple. My Lei Family Fortress is naturally very welcoming. I heard Lei Wujie mention you in his letter before. Since you are his friend, then you are my Lei Family Fortress's friend."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Lei Qianhu looked at the little girl with long braids.

"Who is this?"

"Hua Jin, the Little Fairy Doctor, is a disciple personally taught by the Medicine King Xin Baicao. I've been free and have come to freeload off a meal."

Zhou Zhenhuan gave a brief introduction with a smile, which caused another uproar among the crowd.

"Hiss, people from Medicine King Valley? Medicine King Valley has always ignored these mundane matters and held a transcendent status."

I didn't expect even the Medicine King's disciple to come.

"This is no longer just giving face to the Lei family; it's obvious they're here because of Xiaoyao Xian's reputation."

That sounds really sarcastic.

Hua Jin rolled her eyes at Zhou Huanzhen, smiled sweetly, took out a medicine bottle from her small bag, and handed it to Lei Qianhu.

"I heard you were poisoned by cold, but of course it's cleared up now. This is medicine to strengthen your body and replenish your vital energy. I have nothing of value, so consider it a gift. You can eat it for fun when you have nothing else to do."

Lei Qianhu was both amused and exasperated. He thanked him sincerely before gesturing with his hand.

"Don't stand outside, three distinguished guests, please come in quickly."

"The real person actually came in person, which is a great honor for the Lei family. The fact that the real person was coming without giving any prior notice makes it seem like the Lei family is being impolite."

Just as a group of people were walking inside, a thunderclap exploded in the sky.

Lei Yunhe descended from the sky, carrying with him a sky full of thunder.

However, the thunder was not violent; instead, it resembled fireworks blooming in the sky above Lei Family Fortress.

Zhou Huanzhen's heart skipped a beat; this guy wanted to show off in front of others.

I won't expose it; today truly is a day for showing off.

"Lei Yunhe? Rumors say he's been missing for a long time, but I didn't expect him to actually come back. His strength... is quite astonishing."

Lei Yunhe laughed heartily, stepped forward, and bowed to Zhou Huanzhen.

Zhou Zhenhuan shook his head: "I came here on a whim, why bother making such a fuss?"

Last time in Snowmoon City, you ran away halfway through the drinks. Today is your Lei family's home turf, let's see where you run to."

"You flatter me, Master. Yunhe would never dare to run away today. Please, please, please."

Zhou Zhenhuan walked arm in arm with him. When he turned around, he saw Wuxin saying a few words to Lei Qianhu. Lei Qianhu's expression changed, but he quickly regained his composure and thanked Wuxin.

Zhou Zhen smiled knowingly.

Lei Qianhu is truly extraordinary; his aura is profound and upright, no wonder he is known as the strongest man in the Lei family.

This is definitely a competent head of the household.

Zhou Zhen's arrival instantly made him the focus of the entire event.

Everyone came forward to greet him, and Zhou Zhenhuan was very approachable, returning their greetings and exchanging pleasantries with them.

Seeing that Lei Yunhe was about to lose his temper, the crowd reluctantly dispersed.

Wen Liang stepped forward and stared at Zhou Huanzhen for a long time.

Zhou Zhenhuan seemed to have gotten used to it.

"How is your master's health?"

"The Immortal of Leisure knows my master too?"

"No, I've only heard Baili Dongjun mention some things from his youth."

His master, Wen Hujiu, was Baili Dongjun's uncle.

Wen Liang is not old, but his seniority is quite high.

"My master is still in good health."

"But are you really a carefree immortal?"

Wen Liang shook his head, stroking his chin: "I can't quite put my finger on it, but I feel like something's missing."

Hua Jin, standing to the side, seemed to have finally found a kindred spirit, her eyes lighting up.

"Isn't that right? I told you he should grow a beard, and as long as possible."

Wen Liang clapped his hands: "Yes, yes, yes, he should indeed grow a long beard, that would suit the image of a sage."

Then the two seemed to have found common ground and started chattering together.

Starting with the fact that Zhou Zhenhuan didn't seem like an immortal, they started talking about all the poisons in the world and which ones could be used to cure diseases and save lives. The more they talked, the more they clicked.

Zhou Zhen shook his head, ignoring the two little ones.

Someone came over and whispered something to Lei Yunhe, whose expression changed slightly before returning to normal.

"Master, my Lei family has some matters to attend to, so I will have to stay a while longer."

Zhou Zhen waved his hand: "It's alright, don't worry about me."

In the Lei family's backyard, bottles of liquor were piled up like mountains.

When Lei Yunhe arrived, he saw Lei Sect disciples adding something to the wine.

Lei Qianhu's face was cold and stern, making it impossible to discern his emotions.

"Qianhu, how is it?"

"These drinks have indeed been poisoned; it must be the Tang Clan's Immortal Dew."

Lei Yunhe's hair and beard bristled: "Damn it! The Tang Clan is truly going too far!"

Lei Qianhu remained calm and shook his head: "We currently have no evidence to prove that the Tang Clan did this."