Li Yuanmu made up his mind to retreat, but his retreat could not last long after all. When he walked out of the temporary cave, he saw Xu You's figure.
"master."
"Get ready, let's enter Nanyang City."
Nanyang City?
Before Li Yuanmu could ask any more questions, Xu You passed away in a flash.
He stayed there, hesitated for a long time, then suddenly took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.
The spiritual energy in the valley has dispersed, and there is even a gathering of Yin energy, but it makes Li Yuanmu feel refreshed.
"Senior brother."
Xun Sheng turned around and Wei Xiaoxiao came over with Ding Hui and others, their faces full of surprise.
"Senior brother, you heard, the master asked us to go to Nanyang City."
Ding Hui was also overjoyed. He was originally worried about how to say goodbye to Kunlun and go to Nanyang City. It can be said that he was overjoyed when he heard the news.
"Nanyang City..."
Li Yuanmu murmured, having a strong feeling that Gu Chen was in Nanyang City.
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A drunkard staggered through the city gate and walked on the broad street smelling of alcohol. Looking at his stumbling appearance, it seemed as if he might fall to the ground at any time and fall asleep on his back.
Countless spiritual consciousnesses came in like a tide, but after probing the surface information of the drunkard, they quickly receded like a tide, because the dark green robe worn by the drunkard was no longer glamorous, but It truly demonstrates this person's identity as a disciple of the Qingyang Sect.
"It's really lively."
He was muttering, and he didn't know whether he was talking about the flow of people in Nanyang City, or the divine consciousness that had just been added to him. He saw his left foot stutter, and he fell to the left, about to fall to the ground. At that time, he was helped up by two people. The two people were very young and wore the same dark green robes. However, compared to this down and out drunk man, their robes were much more beautiful.
"Brother, go this way."
The two people endured the drunken man's smell of alcohol and helped him move aside, but were pushed away by the drunk man.
"I'm not drunk, I don't need help."
"Senior brother..."
The drunk man looked at the two young Taoists with drunken eyes, shook his head and said, "Who are you? I don't know you."
"The two of us are disciples of the Qingyang Sect. Senior brother is traveling far away and has no impression of the two of us."
The two men deliberately adjusted their Taoist robes so that the drunkard could see more clearly, but the drunkard didn't even look at them. He raised his head and took a sip of wine, burped and said, "You know each other?" I?"
The two men quickly said: "Senior Brother He has let us see the portrait of Senior Brother. We have been waiting here for a long time. Please Senior Brother He go back with us."
"Go back? Where?"
"We have arranged accommodation in the city..."
"Cultivation of immortals travels north and south, with the world as their home, and the sky as their cover and the earth as their bed. Where can't they stay? Where can I go back? I won't go back?"
The drunkard was swaying as he spoke. The two men looked at each other and seemed to understand what the other was thinking. They stepped forward to support the drunkard in a tacit understanding and took him back by force.
"liquor……"
The drunkard put the wine bottle into his mouth, but he didn't use any force. The two people were taken away from the ground. As the drunkard poured wine boldly, they were thrown away and fell to the ground in a very embarrassed state.
The two people's eyes were shocked, and the people around them also looked sideways. Those who were observing secretly had their consciousness retreated further.
The drunkard's casual movements did not leak any spiritual power, nor did it affect the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Even the spiritual consciousness that fell around him was not affected at all. The movements were completed in one go, as if they had become those different sources. A part of the divine consciousness that is indistinguishable from heaven and earth.
This move shocked many strong men, causing them to retreat in fear. This drunkard's cultivation level was extremely high, and his understanding of the Tao was far above them.
The drunkard ignored the two Qingyang disciples. The wine in the jug was poured out, which made him feel very unhappy. He turned around and walked to the other side, muttering: "Wine..."
"Senior Brother Yuan!"
The drunkard didn't seem to hear him and kept walking.
"Senior Brother Nie and Senior Sister Su are here too."
The person who said this didn't know what he meant. The drunk man, whom he called Senior Brother Yuan, stopped and turned around slowly.
Being a little panicked by that look, the disciple quickly said: "Senior Brother He told us to wait. If we can't stop Senior Brother Yuan, we will tell him this way, and Senior Brother will leave with us."
"He...is that little brat He Jietong?"
The two Qingyang Sect disciples did not dare to accept this statement.
The drunkard seemed to be searching for impressions, then slowly woke up, and said: "Lead the way."
The two Qingyang Sect disciples secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but wonder what kind of people "Senior Brother Nie" and "Senior Sister Su" were, who were able to keep this Senior Brother Yuan.
But whether it was this Senior Brother Yuan or the Senior Brother Nie and Senior Sister Su they were talking about, they were all people whom they had no impression of at all.
The two Qingyang Sect disciples were of low cultivation, so they didn't know what the drunkard's hand just meant. They only knew that the drunkard's cultivation was far above them, but this was enough. They led the way, Then I heard the drunk man talking to himself behind him.
"After so many years, that little kid has really grown up, and he knows how to talk to others and tell ghosts. If he dares to lie to me, I will take off that little kid's clothes and hang him on the city gate for everyone to watch. Looking at it, it can be regarded as giving Qingyangmen a face, and this face can grow all over the body, it will definitely be glorious."
The two Qingyang Sect disciples were horrified, their whole bodies tensed up, and they couldn't help but speed up their pace. This Senior Brother Yuan was definitely not someone who could be offended, and he didn't seem to be a peaceful master. They secretly decided to go back. After that, we must remind Senior Brother He as soon as possible and ask him to quickly find Senior Brother Nie and Senior Sister Su. Otherwise, if Senior Brother Yuan really does this, the Qingyang Sect will be embarrassed. Big.
As for how He Jietong was embarrassed, the two of them didn't seem to have thought about it at this time, but as they walked, they felt something was not quite right.
They didn't react at first, but slowly they felt like they had overlooked something, but even though they realized it later, they finally discovered that the drunk man was following behind them, his pace getting more and more steady, his back getting straighter and straighter, The smell of alcohol on his body was also fading away quickly. The dirty Taoist robe on his body became clean and tidy at some point, but the color of the Taoist robe was old.
But no matter what, this Senior Brother Yuan no longer looked slovenly at this time. After the beard on his face was shaved off by a few sword energy, his true appearance was revealed. Momentarily stunned.
"Not yet leading the way."
"yes."
They quickly quickened their pace again, taking the drunkard... At this time, they could no longer call him drunkard, but their senior brother Yuan, they came to the house that Qingyang Gate had prepared for them.
This is a large house with three entrances and three exits. Entering from the gate, passing through the outer courtyard and the inner courtyard, you can feel the slight popularity, but it is no longer inhabited. The original owner of the house is no longer here.
Seeing the main hall from a distance, one of them quickly came up to greet him, and he was greeted from afar.
"Senior Brother Yuan, how are you?"
"Baby, you have grown up."
Senior Brother Yuan looked He Jietong up and down, with a half-smile on his face.
He Jietong did not see the expressions the two junior brothers kept making. He came up to Senior Brother Yuan without any precautions. He looked at the faded Taoist robe on Senior Brother Yuan and immediately ordered: "You two, go get a brand new Taoist robe for Senior Brother Yuan." , and tidy up the room, don’t neglect it.”
"yes."
The two disciples had no choice but to retreat.
Senior Brother Yuan sneered and said, "We haven't seen you for many years. That brat has really changed a lot. He is becoming more and more prestigious as the head disciple."
He Jietong touched his nose and said with a wry smile: "Senior Brother, please stop teasing me. If you hadn't been heard from since you left the mountain, I would have been much more relaxed these years, Junior Brother."
