Two ordinary disciples of Luoxuetang were dealing with the corpse. The repair bases are all high-level in the foundation period.
High-level foundation building...
In front of Li Ji at this moment, this kind of cultivation is worse than the ants!
Wait patiently for the two to finish burying the bodies, and follow them into the mine. Randomly found a set of Luoxuetang's disciples' costumes and changed them, and then wandered around for more than an hour. I have a general understanding of the guards in the cave and the distribution of the misty Sword Sect disciples!
Finally, the Taoist of Qianji was found somewhere in a large hole that was slightly decorated.
Taoist Qianji leaned on the big chair, drank the wine in one cup, picked up the flask on the table, frowned, and shouted outside the cave: "Come on, get Grandpa some wine!"
A disciple of Luo Xuetang ran out of the cave, with a nervous expression: "Elder, no alcohol!"
Daoist Qianji squinted his eyes, and his eyes flashed: "There is no more in the mine?"
"The disciples in the teaching have asked, no more! No disciples of the ethereal Sword Sect!"
"Where on the Misty Peak?"
"Probably so..."
"So why don't you go down the mountain and buy it?" Taoist Qianji was furious and threw the flask over.
The disciple did not dare to dodge, was hit in the head, and the hip flask was smashed to pieces. His head was immediately bloody, but like an amnesty, he happily ran to buy wine.
The other Luoxuetang disciples who were guarding outside the cave suddenly disappeared, fearing that the old and undead would make trouble for him.
The Qianji Taoist had an alcohol addiction. He sat there scratching his ears and scratching his cheeks. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he took out three dominoes made from animal bones.
Looking at the dominoes, he burst into laughter: "Someone came to give me wine, and it will be here soon! Wonderful!"
Suddenly he stared at the dominoes, stunned, reached out his hand to pick it up, shook it twice, and threw it on the table again, his face changed suddenly: "The wine-giver is actually a rival!"
Huo Ran raised his head, suddenly seeing Li Jizheng coldly looking at him, the blade of China Blade was within a foot in front of him.
His cultivation was at the fourth stage of the God-Transforming Stage, and Li Ji had reached the Great Perfection of the Void Refining Stage. The difference between the two is a level of fourteen.
At such a close distance, with such a big gap in cultivation level, it is absolutely impossible to escape.
Li Ji said coldly: "Are you good at divination? Are you going to die immediately?"
The panic in Qianji Taoist's eyes quickly disappeared. He stroked his thick silver hair and smiled: "I will not die, and I will live well!"
Li Ji urged his inner breath a little, the Huaxia Blade lifted slightly, the sword light passed by the sideburns of the Taoist Thousand Chance, chopped off a lock of silver hair, and slowly fell to the ground.
Seeing the other party looking at him extremely calmly, Li Ji secretly wondered: "Don't you worry that I will kill you?"
"Not only will you not kill me, but you will also invite me to drink!" Taoist Qian Ji said confidently.
Li Ji was very upset about this very pretending rhetoric: "I'm afraid you think too much!"
"Because you are asking me and want to know something!"
"This is true, but I can consider torture you to extract a confession!"
Taoist Qianji shook his head flatly: "You won't!"
"Sorry, you made a mistake!" Li Ji was extremely upset, flipped his wrist, and the Huaxia Blade slashed in the air, and Jianguang chopped off the other side of Qianji Taoist's hair. In this way, the two sides are symmetrical.
Taoist Qianji's expression is still very pale: "You might as well talk about the question in your heart. After I answer it, you will know if you will kill me!"
"Twenty years ago, a man who boasted himself as a powerful man came to the Mountain of No Return..." Li Ji's tone was ridiculous.
Before I finished speaking, I saw Taoist Qian Ji nodded solemnly: "That person is me!"
This surprised Li Ji and couldn't help asking: "Do you remember what you said?"
The Taoist Qianji exhaled: "At that time, I told Li Daocheng, the lord of the Xuantian Sect, that his newly-born three sons have great opportunities, great luck, and great fortune. They can reverse yin and yang and reverse the universe. Hand Slaughter God!"
Li Ji was stunned. Why did this old guy turn around and say "you" instead of saying "you", but use Li Daocheng's third son to refer to it
He said casually: "Twenty years have passed in a flash, you actually remember a good word!"
"Because I lied!" The Taoist Qian Ji said with a dazed face and frankly.
Li Jilue was a little embarrassed, and secretly said: You said that those beautiful words are false, you are insinuating me not worth mentioning, nothing? But I have the guts!
With a twist of his wrist, he put away the Huaxia Blade: "Then what is the truth?"
"That child is very blessed, but he will not live to be twenty years old. Li Daocheng did a wrong thing when he was young and let the curse fall on that child!"
Li Jigang was about to marvel, and then he thought that this person was Li Daoxiu's master, and he was talking about it. Li Daoxiu must have told him about the accidental murder of a woman with a snake-like body. Be careful, don't fall for words.
Immediately speak to him, "If you go up to the mountain, I am afraid that you want to avenge your apprentice Li Daoxiu!"
"I want to destroy the Xuan Tianzong with my cultivation base. I only need to turn my hands. It doesn't need to be so troublesome. Moreover, Li Daoxiu also said that he must avenge himself and refuse to give his hands to me!" The Taoist Qianji finished, and he chirped. Mouth, obviously the culprit of alcoholism.
Li Ji Daqi: "Then why did you run to the mountain of no return and talk such nonsense, didn't it mean that you were very sick?"
Daoist Qianji had a dry cough, and his voice was slightly dry: "Where do you have a bar? Give me a sip and I will tell you! The worst wine will do!"
Seeing that he was pitiful, Li Ji went to the garage to check, avoiding Moutai, Wuliangye, Fenjiu and other good wines. After searching for a long time, he finally found out the small half bottle of Erguotou, which might have been opened long ago, and teased:
"If people think they are, there is really no way! In order to realize my wish to invite you to drink, I will not hesitate to exhaust all the details!"
The Taoist of Thousands of Machines drank several sips, exhaled, and said comfortably: "This is what I want from you. Asking you for wine is two different things! ... At that time, I was under the guidance of the industry god!"
"Snow God?"
"The Snow God is the god of the sacred religion! The industry god is the patron saint I am best at doing, the god of thousands of opportunities."
Although Li Ji felt a bit of a joke, he couldn't help but wonder: "Did the God of Thousand Chance let you go to the mountain?"
"No! The God of Thousand Chances appealed to me through hexagrams, and asked me to find a boy who was born at a certain time on a certain day of a certain month and tell him that!"
Taoist Qianji took another sip of his wine, smacked his mouth, and continued: "The world is so big, it is not easy to find someone! I am distressed, my disciple Li Daoxiu returned from visiting relatives and mentioned that he had just been born. Nephew. I asked casually and found that the birthday was not bad at all! So I rushed to Buguishan to see Li Daocheng's new-born third son!"
Listening to the words of Qianji Taoist, it gives people the feeling that they are talking about another person.
This made Li Ji feel dissatisfied, and said dissatisfied: "Don't use words like Li Daocheng's third son, can't you just use'you'?"
Taoist Qianji stared at Li Ji with piercing eyes: "You know in your heart that the person I'm talking about is not you!"