Jiuzun asked

"Old thief... I will collect the corpse in three days."

The alcoholic three idiots transmitted the sound for thousands of miles, that is to say to Tianyi Xiandao, and also to the mountain ghost, the mountain ghost from 7000 years ago.

The ruffian Li Yijing's eyes flickered, seven parts cunning and three parts crazy, heart palpitations and timidity, looking at the beauty in his arms, he opened his big mouth, sealed it on the small cherry mouth, and kissed wantonly.

"Kill me... don't be afraid."

Xiao Wenwen glanced at Li Yijing's expression, but it was the true colors of a generation of heroes, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he said in a calm voice: "Guisi's life, Xinhai will return, the sky is dead, no one can save you."

He finished speaking, turned and left.

"I am in Tianshu, who can kill me."

Xiao asked the truth and ignored Li Yijing, but he was aloof in stature and determined to go his own way.

···

Wilderness, bonfire.

The yellow-flowered skinny horse leaned against a dead tree and rubbed against the fleas on its body, ignoring the love and hatred in this world, let alone the old and the young and the nails.

"How do you know where Dieyi is?" Xiao asked casually, his eyes startled.

The drunkard San Chi bared his yellow teeth, stretched out his hand to touch his crotch, pulled the sheep fur a few times, and said in a low voice, "Don't say it."

"hey-hey."

Xiao Wen asked with a grin, untied the yellow-flowered skinny horse, and slapped the horse's buttocks, but when he heard the horse's neigh, he wanted to run away.

The drunken three idiots landed on the yellow-flowered skinny horse in an instant, rode back slowly, tied the horse rope to the dead tree, squinted their eyebrows, and looked at the wild flowers under the tree.

"Qinglou..."

"Qinglou?

Xiao Wenwen is not short in the Immortal Realm of Longevity, but he has never heard of "Qinglou".

This world of good fortune is the number one "vine building", and I still know it from the mouth of the drunkard.

But this, the "Qinglou" pavilion, is unheard of.

"You don't know... and you don't blame it, that Qing Tower is one of the forces of the Great Zhou Yuan." The alcoholic three idiots moved in their eyes, and continued: "The owner of this building is named Qing Jiu Jiu, who is a generation of music lovers. He can play the qin very well. The sound of the qin penetrates into the bones, and you will never tire of listening to it. It can be described as the best in the world."

"How does she know where Dieyi is, how does she know, she is my life."

"Qinglou's emphasis on music is a Lexian whose cultivation base has declined. If he fights fiercely with others, then he can't compare with him, but if he is looking for people and things, no one can compare to Qinglou."

"Why."

"Qinglou has three sects, one is the Zonghengjian Sect, the other is the Pill Clothes Sect, and the third... is Tanhua Liusha."

"Traveling flowers and quicksand... a sect that seeks people and things?

"The exploratory quicksand spreads over seven out of ten heavens and ten thousand realms. It can be said that stardust spreads all over the star expanse, and can cover half of the sky with one hand."

"Seven out of ten..."

"The remaining three parts of the Immortal Territory are not where Qing Lou intervenes, or the Immortal Emperor figures above the extreme sky. I am afraid that they will retreat and cannot be touched."

"Oh."

The alcoholic three idiots saw him in high spirits, and murmured in his mind: "After all, he is still a young man at heart."

"I'm afraid that this Qing Tower of the Great Zhou Yuan will be hated by many people, so I will definitely get rid of it."

As soon as Xiao Wendao ran out of words, the alcoholic saw the concentration in Xiao Wendao's eyes and felt timid, but saw that he was not joking.

"Why."

"If I don't get rid of Qinglou, my heart will not be at ease."

"Why."

"Jiuying Jianzong can find the land of Dieyi, so what about other sects. I can't put Dieyi in danger, let alone let Dieyi... fall into the light."

Huh...so spoiling my wife!

"Don't worry, I will buy out the comings and goings of your beloved, and no one will be able to find out."

The alcoholic San Chi took a sip of the old wine, lay down in one place, and got up from a deep sleep, only to see the yellow-flowered skinny horse staring at him.

His words made Xiao Wendao let go of his obsession with "Hate".

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Three days later, before Tianshu.

Although the current Tianyi City is sparsely populated, it is crowded with people on the Qianli Mountain Tower outside Tianyi City.

The drunken three idiots stood in front of Tianshu Palace, but they had a rare solemn look, even the sheep fur clothes they were wearing had been washed three times.

In one breath, the sky opened.

Immortal Li Yijing stood on the outer hall of the Tianshu Palace, glanced at the alcoholic Three Idiots, and asked quietly: "It's just seeking revenge, I don't know who the person I beheaded is."

A bit of contempt, but an aggressive general.

It is a taboo to be irritable in battle.

"Come to fight."

The alcoholic three idiots didn't say much, he thought that this day would be 7000 years, how could he waste his tongue.

Unexpectedly, the drunkard San Chi wanted to fight personally, but he saw that the thunder disaster had already occurred on the city of Tianshu.

"I crossed the catastrophe... ten thousand ways came to watch."

This ruffian fairy Li Yijing, using "crossing the calamity" to transform this death calamity, is really "ruffian".

"Not urgent."

Xiao Wen asked, but there was a thunder in his eyes, and he said: "If you are a ruffian, use the ruffian to control the ruffian."

There are thousands of fairy roads on the foot of the mountain. Looking at the ruffian Li Yijing, it is so pretentious... it is disgusting.

"Don't shake Bilian."

"No, Bilian."

But on the Tianshu Palace, Li Yijing, the ruffian who has crossed the 33rd heaven, is full of smiles and doesn't care about the noise.

At this time, Dao Tribulation has fallen.

But I saw a black ball condensed in the sky and thunder calamity, which seemed to be a "black sun", but I saw that the immortal who gave the thunder calamity was a black fairy beast.

"Brave... spirit."

A thunderstorm struck, but Li Yijing threw away a "fairy weapon", which turned out to be in the shape of an umbrella.

"The Heavenly Mystery Umbrella of Immortal Wuji."

"Really... Don't shake Bilian, Immortal Wuji was his benefactor back then, no wonder he died in a foreign land."

The umbrella of that day turned into a floating lotus leaf once it blocked the thunder disaster, but it had a "device soul".

"It's a pity that there is a spiritual object."

Everyone said it, but they saw the drunkard three idiots, motionless as a mountain, dressed in sheep fur, motionless.

The strong wind has risen, and the thunder calamity destroys the sky.

But seeing two thunder tribulations, the momentum was terrifying again, the entire stone steps under Tianshu Palace turned into quicksand and red water.

In an instant, the huge Tianyi City turned into a pond of thunder.

But the drunken three idiots were hundreds of feet away from the ruffian Li Yijing, and they remained motionless.

"Ancient Dragon Sword."

It was another top-grade fairy sword that was in harmony with the soul of a dragon, and it was turned into powder in this thunder calamity, but it was seen that the thunder calamity finally struck the ruffian Li Yijing's forehead.

The thunder calamity fell, like a soul twitch.

The ruffian Li Yijing was sluggish, with a smear of red blood in his eyes, but he sacrificed eight immortal weapons all over his body.

Looking at the millions of immortal cultivators who have crossed the catastrophe from a distance, and looking at the eight great immortal weapons, they all gritted their teeth with hatred, ready to come out.

It is self-evident that they are all the protective artifacts of the Mahayana ancestors, but they are in the hands of the ruffian Li Yijing.

He could stand the eight thunder calamities, but he saw that there were no fairy weapons around him.

But those nine heavenly catastrophes are "no-blame catastrophes", and the immortals who pass through the catastrophes know their power.

"Hey... Heaven is dead."

The corner of Xiao Wen's mouth twitched, Li Yijing saw his expression and knew what he meant.

"Thirteen dead men... protect me."

The thirteen dead men supported by Li Yijing wanted to resist the nine thunder tribulations, which was shocking.

But seeing that the nine lightning tribulations were exhausted, another "Ghost Flame Tribulation" fell down, forcibly turning the thirteen dead men into ashes.

"call···."

After the Nine Tribulations were over, Li Yijing, the ruffian immortal, became paralyzed and became a loose immortal.

"Come to fight..."

The alcoholic three idiots pierced the heart with a sword, even the eyelids of Li Yijing, which had not yet been closed, were carried on the body by the alcoholic three idiots.

A sword nailed to the heart, but just like back then...