Ordinary Cultivation of Immortals in Shushan

Chapter 8 Crisis Resolved
Seeing that Meng Qiu was about to die, there was a sudden scolding: "The evil is cruel."

A clear light floated up in front of him, supporting the yellow light.

He widened his eyes, only to realize that the yellow light was a long and narrow dagger, trembling constantly.

There is only a thin layer of clear light, but it prevents the yellow light from moving.

"Who?" Mrs. Mao's smile froze on her face, and she looked around in surprise for an instant.It was easy for someone to intercept him with his flying sword, obviously his mana was far superior to him.

Dai Hengyu and Yu Yunzhong also stopped, and were stunned on the spot; Yang Da's expression became agitated.

Suddenly a Taoist fell from mid-air, wearing only a single piece of clothing, his body was very ragged, holding a large red lacquered gourd containing wine in his hand, he poured a mouthful into his mouth, and said loudly:
"The sword-wielding red dust is already insane. With wine, you can walk to the sky. You Xing plays with the sun and the moon, and you lie in the clouds and laugh at the world."

When Mrs. Mao saw this man, she was so frightened that she couldn't even take the flying sword back. With a "plop", she fell to her knees and said loudly:
"It turned out to be Senior Drunk. My family teacher, Wutai Sect's golden Arhat Fayuan, looked at my master's face and spared my life."

The person who came was the well-known Sword Immortal Drunken Taoist, whose common surname was Situ, he was a disciple of Changmei Zhenren, the founder of the Emei School, and his roots were Zheng Miaohong.

If that was the case, Mrs. Mao would not be so afraid, because the power of the Wutai faction is not necessarily worse than that of the Emei faction.

In fact, this drunk Taoist is jealous of evil by nature. Since he became a Taoist, countless villains and monsters have died at his hands, and the demons are terrified by the news.

Mrs. Mao didn't dare to do anything wrong, she knelt down and begged for mercy the second time, and hurriedly told the story of her master, hoping that the other party would spare his life.

The drunk Taoist fell to the ground, chuckled, and said: "You don't need to move out your master, even if he comes in person, I'm not afraid."

Mrs. Mao was trembling, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, yes. Your old man's name is so powerful that even the master is not as good as it is.

He also often said that Senior Drunk has contributed to good fortune, is unrestrained and unrestrained, and has a noble temperament. He never bullies the small with the big, which is really admirable. "

A mouthful of flattery, as if it came out of his mouth without asking for money.Such a flattering appearance was completely different from the vicious look just now, which made Meng Qiu and others dumbfounded.

The drunken Taoist stretched out his hand, and the clear light wrapped Maotai's flying sword and fell into his hand. He chuckled and said, "You bald man, you are full of lies. I have seen that Fayuan a few times, but he is not a person who can say anything nice."

Mao was too surprised that the other party had seen his master, so he didn't dare to answer, so he took away the golden light from his body and kowtowed.

"But you are right in what you said. I really don't want to bully the small with the big." The drunk Taoist played with the flying sword in his hand for a while, and threw it to the ground with a little disgust.

Mao Tai was ecstatic, and blurted out: "Thank you, senior! Senior Gao Yi!"

The drunk Taoist sneered, and said: "Don't be too happy too early, death penalty can be avoided, living crime cannot escape. Leave a mark for you, and remember it in the future, you are not allowed to do evil again, otherwise you will even move out your master Hunyuan Patriarch, see if I dare to kill you!"

He stretched out his hand a little, released a burst of sword energy, sneered, landed on Mao Tai's hand, and chopped off two fingers.

Mao Tai let out a muffled snort, not daring to say more, hurriedly picked up the flying sword, kowtowed again, and left in a hurry.

Only then did Meng Qiu and others surround him, and they wanted to kowtow to the Prime Minister to thank him.The drunk Taoist let go of his mana, supported the crowd, and said: "I am the most impatient with these red tapes in my life."

Everyone stood still, their eyes shining brightly.Yang Da's face was flushed, and just about to speak, he coughed again in excitement.

"Don't talk for now." The drunk Taoist took out a pill, flicked it with his fingers, and flew into Yang Da's mouth. The entrance turned into a warm current and fell straight into his stomach.

Yang Da suddenly felt refreshed, and felt that the wound on his chest and abdomen was a little itchy. He hurriedly tore off his clothes, and saw a stream of black blood gushing out from the wound, which quickly scabbed over.

Such a miraculous method of the immortal family dilutes the embarrassment just now, even Meng Qiu has heard about it a long time ago, and now he is still shocked.

The drunk Taoist chuckled, and said: "Your body is mortal, you have not been trained in magic power, and the injuries you suffered were purely caused by weapons, so the medicine has such an effect. If you were hit by the flying sword of the little bald donkey just now, this medicine will not be so effective.

Of course, if you were seriously injured by his mana to such an extent, you would probably die long ago, even if you got Master Fentuo's Du'er Jindan, it would not be a problem. "

Yang Da bowed to thank him again, suppressed his impulse, and went to check on Meng Qiu's condition first, and felt relieved when he saw that he was fine and only slightly scratched.

At this time, the sun was shining brightly, making people feel hot from the sun.Seeing that the four of them were very tired, Taoist Zui called them to sit down in the woods by the roadside.

Dai Hengyu and Yu Yunzhong let go of their formality and exchanged their names respectfully.

"The two of you, relying on the one-sided words of an old buddy many years ago, are willing to rush to save people without stopping. You are also great knights."

Zui Taoist is not like other sword celestial beings, who retreat and meditate all day long, secluded in the mountains and forests, but like to travel in the secular world, play games, make friends, and help the younger ones.

Dai and Yu are young and upright, just in line with taste, so they don't put on airs of seniors.

The two were praised, very happy and humble.

Meng Qiu recovered for a while, stabilized his mind, and said, "Just now I almost thought I was going to die here. Fortunately, senior came in time. Could it be that this is the legendary magic trick?"

The drunk Taoist laughed loudly, and said: "What kind of secrets and magical calculations are all tricks to deceive people. The sky is impermanent, so it means that a mere cultivator can spy on the secrets of heaven?
So far, I have practiced Taoism, but I have never heard of any senior or fellow Taoist who, as the magicians of the rivers and lakes said, can know the past and the future by counting their fingers. "

Meng Qiu's heart buzzed, and the stormy sea was turned upside down: "There is no such thing as calculation in the world of Mount Shu?"

In his previous life, he admired the magnificence of the Shushan swordsman's heroic writings, but at the same time, he was deeply terrified by the calculation ability of the masters inside.

As if there is a dense net, all people, things, and things are covered in it, and they are all controlled by the masters.Every move, seemingly free, is actually just a pawn, at the mercy of others.

Right now, I suddenly heard that this world is not like this, a heavy stone in my heart suddenly fell, and my thoughts flew to several treasures in an instant, and became more and more fiery.

Meng Qiu turned a thousand or eight hundred times in his mind, but the expression on his face remained the same.

It's just that he didn't speak, the Taoist drunk thought he was stunned, and said with a smile: "Are you wondering why I came so coincidentally?

In fact, after you killed people in the restaurant during the day, I happened to pass by the town and saw the commotion, so I hid away and prepared to wait for Mrs. Mao to come out, so I could have an excuse to teach him a lesson. "

"So it is!" Yang Da suddenly realized.

Meng Qiu settled down, took the conversation, and asked: "I don't think senior is a pedantic person. Since you know the evil deeds of Master Mao and his disciples, why did you let that bald man go?"

The drunken Taoist shook his head and explained: "Of course I don't really care about the bad name of being bullied by the big. The fact is that the Wutai faction is very powerful, and it is one of the largest factions in the world with Emei. If the two sides have friction, it is not a blessing for the common people.

It's easy to kill him, but in this way, he fell into the trap, and the Wutai faction pursued him afterwards, and Emei didn't have reason, so he was inevitably a little weak. "

Everyone understands that, just like Jianghu, the more famous the sect is, the more they pay attention to face, and most of the actions need to learn from the famous.

During the conversation, Meng Qiu remembered something and hurriedly took out the letter found from Yang Guofu.

Dai Hengyu took a look and said seriously: "It turns out that the two of you saved Dai's house from disaster."

The drunk Taoist was a little curious, asked about it, and learned that Chen Wei was also a place where criminals were committed, so he cursed first: "This is also a gang of thieves, and the two families really share the same taste."

He laughed again: "You guys, it's a predestined relationship to go around like this. Helping others is actually helping yourself, not bad!"

Everyone laughed, Yang Da hesitated for a moment, and said: "Actually, I have met the Taoist priest once."

(End of this chapter)