Hearing the title of "Daoyou", Li Qingshan really had a feeling that he had not been seen for a long time, and then he felt a pang in his heart, there was a cultivator in this building, and he didn't even notice it. Of course, the scene was too noisy, and he didn't probe with his divine thoughts, but this was unimaginable in Kyushu, let alone in the world of five continents, he could even see through what people thought in their hearts.

The laws of the Tao in the world have greatly inhibited the power of the "Dao Law Manifestation", and even including induction and exploration, even the premonition of the spirit turtle has become extremely vague, and the most relied on here is the sense of smell.

Thinking back to the feeling of being watched in Fang Cai, and the strange roar of the deer, I couldn't help but ponder, was it too careless to reveal a spell in this city?

At this time, a middle-aged man floated down, but it was more exquisite and luxurious, with three strands of long hair on his thin face, and a cyan robe was somewhat similar to the Taoist robe, which was quite a bit of fairy wind and bones.

He first circled around the peach blossom tree a few times, picked a flower and crushed it, put it in his mouth and tasted it, confirming that it was a real peach blossom and not an inferior trick. Coming to Li Qingshan again, he said in surprise: "What kind of spell is this, and how did you do it?"

"Monk Zhuji?" asked Li Qingshan.

"Yes, it's just the foundation building. The middle-aged man stroked three strands of long hair and said quite smugly.

"Courteous. ”

Li Qingshan smiled, it is precisely because of the inhibition of the laws of heaven and earth that the Dao of the world is not a world of "Yuan Infant walks all over the ground, Jindan is not as good as a dog", ordinary Qi Refiners are just warlocks, not even monks, there must be many cultivators who can be stronger than him, but the entire vast Dao of the world, the chance of hitting it is really very small, if you don't even dare to show a little spell, you will be too cautious.

"Under Xie Maoshi, dare to ask who is the surname of Dao You, and what is Xiuwei?"

Xie Maoshi glanced at Zhu Yingcai and saw that he was a qi refiner, but he couldn't see the cultivation of the handsome and unparalleled man in front of him, but "as soon as the expert stretched out his hand, he knew if there was one", this son was by no means an ordinary person.

"Li Qingshan, Yuan Ying. ”

Li Qingshan revealed a little breath, but tried his best to hide the extermination and domineering side of "The Emperor's Extinction of the World", and temporarily changed it to "The Emperor's Extreme Record", which naturally revealed a kind of noble atmosphere, as if "the world is eternal, all in the palm of your hand".

"Monk Yuanying!?"

Xie Maoshi was shocked, he had already guessed whether the other party's cultivation was higher than his own, maybe he was a Jiedan monk, but he didn't expect it to be so high. hurriedly straightened out his clothes and made another big salute: "It turned out that Senior Li was here, the kid was rude, please forgive me!"

Zhu Yingcai finally got confirmation from Li Qingshan's mouth, and his face was full of amazement, and he thought about it: "Yuanying Monk, that is a legendary figure, if you can worship him as a teacher, it is worth not going to Vientiane Sect!"

Most of the people don't understand the meaning behind the word "Yuanying", but they are very familiar with Xie Mao, who is a character who is equal to the lord of the country and commensurate with each other, and is known for being suave and informal, how have I ever seen him so respectful to people.

The girls had even more brilliant ripples in their eyes, and they couldn't imagine that such a handsome young man had such a high status among the warlocks.

Xie Maoshi couldn't believe it, but thinking that those great monks were all ageless, they shouted "seniors" and regarded themselves as juniors, for fear of offending them in the slightest, which would be an unforeseen disaster.

The old bustard was three points shorter, and said cautiously: "Master Li, the meal will be ready soon, it will be ready immediately! Please go upstairs and sit down!"

Xie Maoshi waved his sleeves: "What upstairs to go to, this kind of Fengyue place, it humiliates the seniors!"

The old bustard's expression froze, and he didn't dare to refute, and scolded in his heart: "You old pervert, if you don't come to my Huaxianglou one day, why don't you be humiliated and killed!" Hmph, I think I'm afraid that if this Li Gongzi comes, which girl will still take you to heart." ”

Xie Mao really didn't have this idea, but he was too excited to see a living Yuanying Monk, which was an extremely rare fate.

"Senior, the Lord of the Kingdom is feasting on monks from all sides in the Luming Garden, why don't we go and drink a few glasses of imperial wine...... No, no, no, it's too disrespectful to the seniors, I'm going to the palace to spread the word, if I know that the seniors are coming, I will definitely come to greet them in person!"

"The lord of the kingdom has a banquet for the monks, why don't you go?"

Li Qingshan's heart moved, he was about to inquire about the news, this was not a good opportunity. Moreover, there was starvation everywhere outside the city, and he was drunk and drunk in the city, which always made him a little unaccustomed to it, and he was about to meet this 'faint king' and ask him why he was so mediocre.

Xie Maoshi was ashamed and said: "The juniors are greedy and lustful, which makes the seniors laugh." ”

Li Qingshan smiled and said: "The eldest husband is self-effeminate, and there is nothing funny. ”

Xie Maoshi's eyes lit up: "What a big husband who is self-effeminate! The seniors are really open-minded, and they are not the younger generations." I'll order someone to go to the palace to report, and let the lord open the palace door to welcome the seniors!"

"No need, you tell me that Luming Garden is in that direction, how far is it?"

Zhu Yingcai immediately understood what Li Qingshan wanted to do, and immediately covered his mouth with his hands.

Xie Maoshi glanced at him strangely, not daring to disobey Li Qingshan's meaning, pointed in the direction and said the distance.

"Treat my guests well. ”

Li Qingshan explained to the old bustard again, and the old bustard was about to reply, when he saw three figures rising into the sky, sweeping in the direction of the imperial city in mid-air, and sat down on the ground in shock: "Immortals!"

"Old bustard, send me a few peaches, uncle, I'll pay five taels, no, ten taels of gold to buy!"

"My son will give twenty taels of gold!"

"Mom, I'm going to eat too!"

The whole building was full of noise, and the old bustard was in high spirits: "A peach is ten taels of gold, this is the reserve price, please make a price, buy and sell fairly, and the one with the highest price will get it! If the daughters want to try it, they should ask the benefactors around them." ”

He also instructed a few * dukes: "You give me a good reception for Lord Li's 'distinguished guests', let them have a good meal, and it can be regarded as an old man who has done good deeds and accumulated virtues!"

At the same time, in a royal palace with pleasant scenery, deep forests, the sound of deer chirping, and pavilions surrounded by clear water, palace maids wearing light gauze come and go like clouds, and their steps are light.

Dozens of monarchs and ministers, while tasting the delicacies, while enjoying the silk and bamboo songs and dances, the song and water flowing, the staggered planning, so not at ease.

There was a loud bang, I don't know what fell from the sky, stirring up ten zhang water waves, like a rainstorm splashing on the pavilion, startling the palace maids, messing up the silk bamboo, for a while the temples were chaotic, the cup turned over, the monarchs and ministers were all shocked, and the lord of the white deer country shouted: "Escort! Escort!" completely forgot that he was cultivating.

Ordinary Qi Refiners were even more unbearable, and one of them went directly to the bottom of the table, and his ass was still pouting.

A voice under the pavilion shouted, "Your Majesty, it's me, it's me!" R1152