The next morning.
The door of the "Yunyan Pavilion" at the Two Realms Pass slowly opened.
"Yunyan Pavilion" is the most famous brothel in Liangjieguan, and it is said to be the station of the "Yin Yang Sect" in Liangjieguan.
For the guests from all walks of life who come to "Yunyan Pavilion", the "Yin Yang Cult" is not important at all. The charming beauties and the endless ecstasy techniques are the focus.
"Uh... it's so refreshing!"
A young man in a brocade robe yawned, stretched, walked down the attic, and walked out of Yunyan Pavilion.
"Yun Niang is indeed worthy of her reputation! She holds the dragon and the pillars, and lights the flute with her red lips. Her technique is simply exquisite, and the taste in it is indescribable!"
The young man in brocade robes whistled while reminiscing, and leisurely walked out of Yunyan Pavilion.
"Um?"
Just as he walked out of the gate of Yunyan Pavilion, the young man in brocade robes stopped for a moment when he suddenly saw a ragged beggar standing in front of him and stopped him in front of him.
"Bastard... eh? Isn't this Young Master Long?"
Just when he was about to scold him, the young man in golden robe suddenly realized that this beggar was the young master Long, which made the young man in golden robe burst out laughing.
"Why, have you spent all the money I rewarded you with yesterday? Are you here to beg for money from me again?"
The young man in the golden robe glanced at Mr. Long arrogantly, took out a piece of silver from his sleeve, held it in his hand and waved it, "Come on, imitate the barking of a dog, I will reward you with this ingot of silver!"
Being able to crush the person he once "worshiped" and "followed" under his feet, the young man in the golden robe felt very happy, which was even more satisfying than Yun Niang's beauty.
"Traitor, your death has come!"
Mr. Long's eyes were filled with coldness, he stared coldly at the young man in brocade robes, and slowly raised his arm.
"Huh? What did you say? Death date? Hahahaha!"
The young man in the golden robe laughed wildly, stretched out a finger, pointed at Mr. Long, and shook his head, "You know what? If I hadn't seen you in such a miserable state, I would be so happy. I would have killed you long ago!" Do you think you are still the same Mr. Long you once were? I can crush you to death with just one finger."
"One finger? Okay, I'll just use one finger."
Mr. Long's face was as cold as frost. He raised a finger and pointed at the man in brocade robes.
"Boom!"
There was an explosion, and white clouds billowed up in the sky, turning into a huge white finger out of thin air, like a finger of Optimus Pillar, a finger made of condensed white clouds.
The huge and boundless power shook the world, and the vast divine power was irresistible.
"Ah... you... you..."
Seeing this situation, the young man in brocade robe was so frightened that his face turned pale and his whole body was trembling.
Isn't Master Long already dead? Hasn't he already lost his cultivation and been seriously injured, making him worse than a mortal? Why…
"Master, Master, have mercy on me! Have mercy on me! I... I am also forced to have no choice! They forced me! There is nothing I can do!"
The young man in brocade robe was so frightened that he screamed and begged for mercy.
"Did they force you?"
A smile appeared on Young Master Long's cold face, "Don't worry, none of them can escape."
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Mr. Long pressed down with one finger.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, and the huge fingers pressed down hard, like an Optimus Pillar falling from the sky, hitting the ground hard, and making a loud noise.
With one finger press, the young man in brocade robes was crushed into ashes.
"This young master is back again, none of you... can escape!"
Withdrawing his fingers, the white clouds dissipated, and Mr. Long, covered in smoke and clouds, rose up on the clouds. The white clouds are faint and fluttering.
If it weren't for the tattered clothes, Mr. Long's demeanor would be that of a Taoist immortal.
"That's right, at least he's not stupid. He knows how to use Baiyun's Qi and doesn't directly use Hongyun's Qi."
Li Yu saw this scene and nodded with a smile, "Although you have changed your appearance, sooner or later you will be suspected by interested people. Long Aotian, I hope you don't die too soon."
By creating a new "Hongyun Descendant", Li Yu is also muddying the waters, making the identity of the Hongyun Descendant even more confusing.
When fighting with the saints, you can never be too cautious.
With a few more chess pieces, the room for maneuver will be much larger, and Li Yu can make arrangements calmly.
As for whether Mr. Long will die miserably, Li Yu said... Since you have inherited the Hongyun inheritance, you have to bear the karma of the Red Cloud. Isn't this kind of thing normal
"Long Aotian's appearance will definitely attract some people's attention."
Li Yu walked up to the window and looked up in the direction of "Wuzhuang Temple on Wanshou Mountain", "Zhen Yuanzi, the descendants of Hongyun have appeared here. You can't sit still, right?"
Regardless of whether Zhen Yuanzi wanted to "avenge Hongyun" as he said, he had to come here to check it out.
"Back then, you inexplicably sent the news about 'Hongmeng Purple Qi' to me. I don't know what your purpose was, but that doesn't stop me from trying to trick you."
A piece of gourd appeared in Li Yu's hand. This was exactly what he had snatched from Jin Chanzi's hand, and it was also the piece in Long Aotian's hand.
"As Li Yu, I also need to step forward and stand out."
The status of the vest is too low, and it is inconvenient to get involved in many things, and he cannot interfere openly.
The identity on the surface, coupled with the secret arrangements, can ensure that everything is foolproof.
Therefore, Zhen Yuanzi is a good candidate.
Li Yu would not go to the sage's sect even if he was beaten to death. Once you become a disciple of a saint and appear under the saint's nose every day, you will be entangled in cause and effect. With the realm of saints, you will definitely find something abnormal about Li Yu.
In the prehistoric world, apart from the saints, the strongest ones are the quasi-sages such as Styx, Zhen Yuanzi, Kunpeng, and Haotian.
It would be easy for Li Yu to trick these quasi-sages.
"Zhen Yuanzi probably knows the most about Hongyun. Finding a breakthrough from him should help me make some discoveries."
Zhen Yuanzi is Hongyun's "brother". Li Yu needs to find the "Hongmeng Purple Qi" and needs to get some clues from Zhen Yuanzi.
As expected.
The news that the descendant of Hongyun appeared in Liangjieguan has reached Zhen Yuanzi's ears after a day.
Zhen Yuanzi has arrived!
"Boom!"
A green light burst out from the sky, and the shadows of ginseng and fruit trees covered the sky. A man in Taoist attire with an immortal air and long sleeves floated over.
"I am Zhen Yuanzi. Hongyun is my brother. The descendant of Hongyun is my successor. Whoever dares to touch the descendant of Hongyun will never stop."
The mighty sound spread throughout the fields and shook the sky. Zhen Yuanzi disclosed the matter openly and openly, and even said that he publicly supported the successor of Hongyun.
"interesting!"
Li Yu chuckled, "Aside from Zhen Yuanzi's words, which are a bit of a deterrent to casual cultivators, who among the saint's disciples will pay attention to them? I'm afraid that by saying such words, he will just make the Hongyun descendant feel good!"
After all, the descendant of Hongyun can be said to have no relatives. Suddenly there is an elder who protects him so strongly. He should feel good about him and even seek refuge with him, right
"I hope Mr. Long is not so stupid and delivers it to his door himself."
Li Yu didn't believe that "brotherly love" was more important than "Hongmeng Purple Qi".
However, this has nothing to do with Li Yu. Now that Zhen Yuanzi has arrived, then... the next plan can be implemented.