Monument Yangmen

Chapter 589 Immortal?

Just as Yang Qi expected.

That day, in the evening, the sky was full of clouds.

Someone seemed to be stepping on clouds and entered the city of Datong.

Rumors abounded in the Fucheng. Some people saw an immortal riding a green ox descending thirty miles away from the city; There is a sword fairy coming with a sword.

There are different opinions.

Without exception, they all confirmed the fact that there were immortals descending on the city of Datong.

Even when night falls, the city of Datong Prefecture still cannot be peaceful.

Immortals, in the hearts of the common people, represent freedom, longevity, and freedom.

The common people are longing for the life of the immortals, and also eager to be taught by the immortals, and they have been on the rise ever since.

Yang Qi doesn't have a good impression of immortals, and he doesn't care about relying on the so-called immortal magic to make his way to the top.

Even, Yang Qi still doesn't like to see the so-called immortal.

However, he had to entertain the immortals.

Since noon, the old Taoist Fa Hai entered the Yang Mansion, followed him every step of the way, muttering something from time to time.

"Today, an immortal came to the city of Datong. As the lord of the city, Hou Ye, you should welcome him."

Yang Qi rolled his eyes and didn't bother to talk to him.

As a Taoist disciple, Fahai Laodao naturally had to speak for the Taoist school.

In the end, Yang Qi was so annoyed by the old Taoist Fa Hai that he shouted angrily: "At most one table of sumptuous food and wine, no more..."

Yang Qiquan would be farting if he said something like greetings.

It is considered polite to promise a table of food and drink.

After getting the promise, Fa Hai entered the kitchen of the Yang Mansion and never came out again.

When night falls, a sumptuous meal is ready.

A total of one hundred and eight dishes filled two tables.

Seeing Fa Hai's old way directing the chef of Yang's mansion to prepare the dishes, Yang Qi almost didn't lift the table.

In the end, Yang Qi still held back.

However, he secretly labeled Fa Hai as an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf.

Not long after the dishes were arranged, Zhong Fang seemed to smell the smell, and it happened to appear in Yang's mansion just in time.

Planting is much more polite than Fa Hai's old way, and it doesn't come empty-handed.

Zhong Fang is good at making wine, and tonight he brought a jar of wine that he has cellared for 20 years.

After everything was ready, Yang Qi sent the people in the mansion down, telling them to go back to their rooms and not come out.

Then he accompanied Zhong Fang and waited for the guests.

When a crescent moon hung on the side of the day.

A gust of breeze blew through the flower hall where Yang Qi hosted the banquet.

A figure appeared in the flower hall with the breeze.

Old Taoist Chen Tuan came with the wind, and sat opposite Yang Qi with fluttering sleeves. He nodded at Zhong Fang, and then sat at the table with his eyes closed.

"Boom~"

Not long after Chen Tuan sat down, a roar sounded in front of the flower hall, and a thick smoke accompanied by the roar covered a three-foot radius in front of the flower hall.

Yang Qi wrinkled his nose, smelled the strong smell of gunpowder, and pulled the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Pretend to be a ghost..."

Inwardly muttering something, Yang Qi waited for the smoke to clear away in low spirits.

After the smoke, a figure of a Taoist priest wearing a yellow robe appeared. On the Taoist robe, a huge Eight Diagrams diagram was drawn. The Eight Diagrams diagram has three colors, red and black, black and white.

This person is not very old, with black hair and a purple gold crown, and a long beard that is neatly trimmed.

After he stepped into the flower hall, he also nodded at Zhong Fang.

But he didn't close his eyes and meditate like Chen Tuan, but cast his eyes on Yang Qi.

His gaze was very aggressive, as if he wanted to see everything about Yang Qi thoroughly in an instant.

Yang Qi's gaze was also aggressive, and he was observing the yellow-robed Taoist priest without showing any weakness.

Seeing this, the Taoist priest in yellow frowned slightly, but didn't say a word.

"Whoosh~"

The sound of an arrow being fired rang in Yang Qi's ears, and he followed the sound.

I saw a figure flying over by the moonlight, stepping on a long sword gleaming with cold light.

Such a flamboyant way of appearing on the stage immediately caught Yang Qi's attention.

He is also a Taoist priest with a very ordinary appearance, wearing a green robe and a hat with a certain angle on his head.

After landing, with a casual hook, the long sword fell into his hand, and he inserted it back into the scabbard behind his back.

Then, I saw him shake his sleeve robe, leap forward, and appear in the flower hall.

Yang Qi carefully observed the green-robed Taoist priest curiously.

After observing for a long time, I didn't see anything special.

So before the green-robed Taoist priest nodded, he asked in surprise, "Flying Immortal Yujian?"

Everyone present was obviously taken aback when they heard Yang Qi's sudden voice.

Then, the Taoist priest in green robe proudly raised his head at Chen Tuan, the Taoist priest in yellow robe, and Zhong Fang.

Chen Tuan was resting with his eyes closed, and he didn't see his complacent look at all.

Put it on your own pour and drink, and don't care what the green-robed Taoist priest said.

Only the Taoist priest in the yellow robe snorted coldly and cursed in a low voice, "Pretending to be a ghost..."

The green-robed Taoist gave the yellow-robed Taoist a "You are jealous" look, and then looked at Yang Qi with a smile, "Huhou also knows Yujian Feixian?"

Yang Qi nodded solemnly and said, "I know..."

The green-robed Taoist smiled proudly: "If Huhou wants to learn, the poor Taoist can teach you."

Yang Qi asked expectantly: "Does it mean that after meditating and practicing qi, you can cultivate the sword pill, and then raise the natal flying sword, and manipulate the natal flying sword to fly up to the clouds and travel thousands of miles a day?"

"Cough cough cough..."

The green-robed Taoist stared at his eyes in astonishment. After a long while, he coughed lightly and said in embarrassment: "The so-called Yujian Feixian is just a cover-up, not as exaggerated as Huhou said."

As the saying goes, don't speak dark words in front of bright people.

The green-robed Taoist had more or less learned about Yang Qi's parallelism through some means, and knew that Yang Qi would not end well if the time limit expired, so he didn't have the nerve to brag about it.

As soon as Yang Qi heard that it was just a cover-up, he immediately lost interest in Yujian Feixian.

Although from the very beginning, he more or less guessed the inside story of some green-robed Taoist priest Yujian Feixian.

However, I still hope that there will be some surprises.

After all, every man has a dream of a sword fairy in his heart.

After everyone sat down, Yang Qi glanced at the four Taoist priests present, and asked suspiciously: "Is it true that there are no such things as cultivating immortals, practicing immortality, and flying immortals?"

Chen Tuan continued to rest with his eyes closed.

The seeds are placed and continue to be poured and drunk by oneself.

The green-robed Taoist and the yellow-robed Taoist looked at each other, and the green-robed Taoist said hesitantly: "There are many methods of cultivating immortals and practicing Taoism handed down in ancient times. In summary, they are nothing more than meditation, Qi training, and alchemy.

It is said that in ancient times, many immortals ascended to heaven.

It's just that our qualifications are dull, and until now, we have never realized the truth. "

As soon as these words came out, Yang Qi's fairy dream was basically shattered.

Yang Qi pouted without interest, and said: "I know what you want to talk to me about. I can talk to you, but I made two requests to you before, and you must first agree to my request."

Old Daoist Chen Tuan, who was closing his eyes and resting his mind, opened his eyes and said something in a deep voice.

"Pindao has removed Shang Qingzi's identity as the successor of Huashan Sword Attendant. From now on, he is just an ordinary Taoist disciple. And no one will control everything about him in the future, and it will be up to him to decide."

Yang Qi nodded and said, "What else?"

"Hey……"

Old Daoist Chen Tuan sighed, stared at Yang Qi with a complicated expression, and said in a low voice: "From seven days ago to today, the poor Taoist sent someone to give you sixteen generous gifts. Isn't it enough to dissuade you and Hua Shanjian? Does the waiter compare his mind?"

Yang Qi smiled and said: "One yard is worth one yard. I am grateful to you for helping me eradicate the enemy. In the future, where your Taoism is useful, I, Yang Yansi, can make an exception and help you once.

However, before, Huashan Sword Attendant relied on his high martial arts skills to bully me.I can't swallow this breath, I must ask for it back. "

Old Taoist Chen Tuan shook his head and said helplessly, "Forget it, then it's up to you."

As Chen Tuan's voice fell to the ground, a figure jumped in from outside the wall and landed on the open space in front of the flower hall.

Looking closely at this person, it was the old Taoist priest Yang Qi met that day when he left Yanmen Pass.

Seeing the appearance of the old Taoist priest, Yang Qi's eyes flashed with joy, he stood up, and stretched out his hand to pick up the tiger-headed black golden gun that had been placed beside the flower hall in advance.

"Old Taoist priest, you used to be strong in martial arts and bullied me before. Try again today and see if you can bully me again."

Holding the tiger-head black gold gun, Yang Qi strode out of the flower hall, stood in front of the old Taoist priest, and asked with a smile.

The old Taoist frowned at Yang Qi, and said calmly: "What's the use of saying so much, you can see the truth under your hands."

"it is good!"

Yang Qi let out a loud shout, swung the tiger-headed black gold gun and smashed it at the old Taoist priest.

"Whoosh~"

The long sword in the old Taoist's hand was out of its sheath, and he met the tiger-headed black gold spear in Yang Qi's hand.

"Bang~"

Guns and swords intersect.

The tiger-headed black golden gun smashed on the long sword with great force.

The long sword made of meteoric iron in the old Taoist's hand was bent into a concave shape at once.

The old Taoist himself was knocked back six steps by the force of the tiger-headed black golden spear.

For a moment, the eyes of everyone present showed shock.

Although the Huashan Sword Attendant is only the protector of the Huashan Taoist sect, his power is far superior to the protectors of the other branches of the Taoist sect.

And every time Huashan Sword Servant went down the mountain, he never met an opponent.

It is precisely such an invincible character, but now he is defeated by Yang Qi's move, which shows that Yang Qi's martial arts are superb.

Holding a curved long sword, the old Taoist stared at Yang Qi in astonishment, "I haven't seen you for a few months, and your martial arts have improved so much?"

Yang Qi shot out, approaching the old Taoist priest, and said with a smile: "It's just a little..."

The old Taoist held the sword in one hand, pinched the tip of the sword with the other, and let out a loud shout.

The long sword that was originally bent was straightened abruptly by him.

Immediately, the old Taoist's long sword drew a semicircle in the air, the body of the sword was like a snake coming out of its hole, and it circled upwards along the head of the tiger-headed black gold spear.

This simple move not only dispelled Yang Qi's center-on-center spear, but at the same time, the long sword could pass along the tiger-headed black gold spear and strangle Yang Qi's arm.

The old Taoist shot very quickly, and everything was almost in the blink of an eye.

"Hey~"

Yang Qi also had quick eyesight and quick hands, and immediately saw the purpose of the old Taoist's move.

His hand holding the butt of the gun trembled, and the tip of the gun that was stabbing out in a straight line suddenly raised up, and changed his move instantly.

Above the tip of the gun was the old Taoist's throat.

The old Taoist's expression froze, and the long sword in his hand trembled suddenly, like a spirit snake wagging its tail, the tip of the sword struck the body of the tiger-headed black golden gun.

The track on the tiger-headed black golden gun shifted, and it brushed past the old Taoist's ear.

A drop of Yin Hong's blood dripped on the tip of the tiger-headed black golden gun.

The old Taoist took three steps back, drew his sword and stood up, looking at Yang Qi with a complicated expression, "The poor Taoist lost..."

Once upon a time, under the hands of the old Taoist priest, Yang Qi could only be suppressed and beaten.

In just a few months, Yang Qi can compete with the old Taoist priest.

Although the contest between the two lasted only three breaths.

But for experts like them, three breaths are enough to tell the difference.

If you continue to fight, you will only lose both sides.

In fact, if the old Taoist tried his best and continued to fight, he should be able to win with one move and a half.

However, he couldn't kill Yang Qi.

Therefore, he wins with one and a half moves, which is completely meaningless.

The most important thing is that Yang Qi is much younger than him, and his talent in martial arts is far higher than him.

This is destined, it won't be too difficult for Yang Qi to surpass him.

Perhaps Yang Qi's journey in the future will be longer than his.

Therefore, in comparison, it is much better to admit defeat now than to lose face after being beaten.

"Assignment."

Yang Qi was a little bit unsatisfied, but the old Taoist priest had already surrendered, so he couldn't chase after him.

Putting away the tiger head black golden gun, Yang Qi stretched out his sleeve robe and entered the flower hall.

After sitting down again.

Old Taoist Chen Tuan spoke first, "Yang Yansi, before talking about things, the poor Taoist represents the Taoist sect, so I want to ask you first."

Although Yang Qi had already guessed what Chen Tuan's question was, he still said politely, "You can ask."

Old Taoist Chen Tuan stared at Yang Qi solemnly, and said, "Will you rebel?"

Yang Qi sneered, and asked back: "Do I have a chance to rebel?"

Before Chen Tuan could continue to speak, Yang Qi said to himself: "I can't say whether I will rebel or not. Because I can not hurt others, but I can't guarantee whether others will hurt me, and my family.

When it comes to life and death, I will not give up the lives of the whole family to accomplish those so-called righteousness.

There are only two things I can promise you.

First, throughout my life, I will never do anything to offend the descendants of Yan and Huang.

Second, I will never allow anyone to enslave the descendants of the Yellow Emperor, let alone massacre the descendants of the Yellow Emperor wantonly, including me. "

Yang Qi's answer was obviously not the standard answer Chen Tuan and the other four wanted.

The four people looked at each other, and the yellow-robed Taoist priest couldn't help but said: "Your answer, I am not satisfied. No one forces you, no one hurts the lives of you and your family, so you won't rebel? You Yang Yansi and You are not alone, if one day, someone under your command prepares a yellow robe and puts it on you, how will you deal with yourself?"

(End of this chapter)