The indescribable Taoist Lord

"gentlemen?"

Zhang Qinghe asked tentatively...

"What are you talking about, Mr. Zhang?" Li Mo frowned, his brows filled with confusion, and his expression was sincere and did not seem to be fake. People outside the venue were also confused as to why Zhang Qinghe mentioned this title.

"But it's not wrong. All of you here are considered my disciples. You are all the pillars of my Immortal Tang Dynasty. I wonder if you are willing to accept me as your teacher?"

Everyone hurriedly nodded in agreement, and even Zhang Qinghe, who had reacted, also bowed and saluted.

Li Mo saw that all the geniuses in the field recognized his words, and nodded with satisfaction, and the expression between his brows did not seem to be fake.

Zhang Qinghe suppressed his blood pressure, stared at Li Mo with doubtful and solemn eyes...

The reason why he surrendered to Liu Dongmei was because he had turned on his spiritual vision for too long before, and his soul had vaguely reached its limit. But at this moment, he had no choice but to turn on his spiritual vision again.

Zhang Qinghe pretended to be as natural as possible and silently observed Li Mo's spirituality with a respectful gaze.

No...it's not that they're not alike, but they're completely different——

Although Li Shaobai's spiritual soul was not human-like, and his torso turned into a monster that seemed to be glued together by tentacles in his spiritual vision, both the origin of his aura and his external image were completely different from Li Mo's.

Li Mo is an image in which the soul completely evolves towards the demonic shadow of his own Dharma. He is an undoubted mixed hole, and carries the aura of the sun and the lunar - this is caused by the Li family's holy law that the sun and the moon are in the same sky.

But Li Shaobai is a self-enlightened swordsman, and his Dharma is not related to the real Taiyin Star Lord and Sun Star Lord in the sky.

But why... would Li Mo say this intentionally or unintentionally?

Zhang Qinghe was clueless and frowned.

"Why, you got such a great benefit, and you were stunned for a moment? The jar of good wine you made like this was swallowed up by your kid, and you didn't give me the benefit of digesting it?"

Li Mo saw Zhang Qinghe stalled and spoke to remind him.

Zhang Qinghe came back to his senses, turned off his spiritual vision, which had already reached its limit, and took a deep look at Li Mo.

"Thank you, Holy Lord, for the wine."

He really couldn't suppress the powerful blood energy. He hurriedly returned to his dining room and circulated the sky, silently transporting the moist blood energy true dragon that passed through his body.

Although the real dragon of blood has long lost its spiritual consciousness, it still has instincts. And because Zhang Qinghe drank it in one sip, it was inevitable that he would run rampant among his muscles and veins to vent his anger trapped in the small world of the human body. However, this just triggered He discovered the medicinal properties of the precious medicine that Zhang Qinghe had swallowed wholeheartedly a while ago.

The physical body becomes tough as it is constantly being restructured and repaired, just like the human body is an oven, refining gold and iron.

The red divine light rose up to be within a foot of Zhang Qinghe, and many talented people who majored in the physical body had envy on their faces.

But who could know that Zhang Qinghe didn't want to strengthen his physical body, but just increased the upper limit of his blood to make it easier to escape?

"I'm afraid I am the only one among everyone here who can calmly exit the game knowing that I am defeated. The most rare thing about cultivating immortals is knowing how to advance and retreat, and not to advance rashly!" Gao Ming held Yun Zhan at an angle and said to Li Mo silently...

He has taken care of Li Mo since he was a child. Although he is distinguished by his superiority and inferiority, he is not noble or inferior.

"Brother Zhang, this is really..." Liu Dongmei returned to Meng Qianchen with a cold face, slightly unhappy.

Meng Qianchen knew Liu Dongmei's thoughts, and felt as if he had been punched on cotton, feeling empty in his heart, but...

"Brother Liu, don't forget that Brother Zhang has been practicing for less than three months and is still a returnee..."

When Liu Dongmei heard this, she was a little stunned and turned her head to look at Zhang Qinghe who was sorting out his blood.

He was fascinated by the fighting in the field, and he was ready to make a move. He forgot that Zhang Qinghe was still a monk in the Guiyuan realm - he actually subconsciously placed Zhang Qinghe on the same level as himself.

He thought back to his previous words...

"It's not me. I thought you were happy to see Hunter Xin, and you just came forward to have a fight, but I never expected that you actually wanted to let Brother Zhang take a blow from you...

Although my sword intention is unparalleled, my ability to deal with the Dharma Realm like us all falls on dodge, Brother Liu...you are really not a gentleman like this!"

Meng Qianchen's words extinguished Liu Dongmei's vague anger, and even he himself felt a little regretful. Why did he get so angry that he wanted to have a good fight with Brother Zhang in the Guiyuan Realm?

Isn't this just... using one's power to suppress others...

No wonder when he came on stage and said those words, everyone in the Li family looked at him with strange eyes. It turned out that this was the problem!

Zhang Qinghe slowly opened his eyes, and the blood energy in his body calmed down, forming a cycle of its own, slowly moving around the sky.

He was about to get up when he looked into Liu Dongmei's complicated and apologetic eyes.

"Brother Zhang, I'm really sorry. It was Dongmei's lack of consideration this time and it was a bit abrupt. Please forgive me."

Zhang Qinghe looked at Meng Qianchen urging Liu Dongmei to bow her hands, feeling confused——

What...what's wrong? What's going on? Didn't I ruin this game? Why are you here to salute me?

"Oh...it's okay...Brother Liu, please don't blame Qinghe for not responding to this match. However, there are many opportunities in Zhen'an to experience, and there will definitely be a chance to fight against Brother Liu and Brother Meng."

Zhang Qinghe spoke warmly.

What kind of joke are you kidding? You can’t even see my people during Zhen’an training!

After "Wude Xingjun" asks God to kill Chu Fengge, I will take the inheritance of the talisman formation from Prince Yin in the secret realm. I will abstain directly. You two orphans can't even touch the corners of my clothes.

"Then it's settled!"

Liu Dongmei's eyes lit up, and even Meng Qianchen had a fierce fighting spirit.

They finally understood why so many students from Chang'an School had a favorable impression of Zhang Qinghe. Not only did he have an inexplicable affinity, he also never put on airs.

This is a legacy from the past life - there are too many weak people in Zhongtian who admit their mistakes, and too few strong people who admit their mistakes.

Li Yuan'er had been silently observing Zhang Qinghe, and seeing such a scene again, she felt more and more like an immortal in heaven.

When he retreats, he is polite, extremely humble and friendly; when he advances, he holds the sword and fights unambiguously, with the sword's intention rising into the sky like a god of death.

How can there be such a perfect person in the world...ah, I'm dead...

…

The banquet lasted until late at night. After all, it was just a warm-up for the geniuses in Chang'an City to get acquainted with each other. At the banquet, Li Mo casually talked about his departure trip in a few days, and then stopped talking and allowed these little kids to go their separate ways. While talking, he didn't pay attention to Zhang Qinghe, who had always been suspicious of him.

After the show, they undoubtedly went back to their respective homes. However, what was talked about the most was Zhang Qinghe’s stunning swordsmanship. If he was only an impression among talents, now he is gradually becoming famous.

In this way, Zhang Qinghe prepared in Chang'an City for a few more days, and the experience of going to Zhen'an was about to begin...