In countless private rooms, immortals who had already picked up wine glasses, wine cups, and wine bowls placed the wine utensils heavily on the wine table.
The immortals who already had a mouthful of wine in their mouths sprayed the wine all over the floor with a pop, and then various kinds of fairy fire quickly emerged from their mouths, burning away any toxins that might be contained in their mouths. Clean.
There are also some immortals who have swallowed the wine. About 30% of such immortals have already swallowed the wine. Hearing Yin Xuege's shouts, these immortals jumped up in fright. They hurriedly activated their immortal power to spit out the wine in their bellies, but they were horrified to find that not a drop of the wine they had just swallowed was left. , all integrated into their immortal bodies.
"The wine is really weird! It disappears completely after entering the stomach!" Several Taoist masters who were hit yelled in panic.
There was a chaos in the restaurant. Tens of millions of immortals gathered in the restaurant that stretched for more than 30,000 miles and was shaped like a long dragon. They were all above the level of Golden Immortal. Tens of millions of golden immortals started commotion at the same time, and the roof of Qinglian Zuixian Tower suddenly exploded.
The waiters and maids coming and going in the restaurant screamed in surprise and were imprisoned by the immortals.
Some unlucky waiters were imprisoned by the magic of dozens of golden immortals at the same time. How could they withstand such power because of their shallow cultivation? They were crushed into pulp almost instantly.
Some demon-born immortals grabbed the maids beside them without saying a word, and dug their fingers directly into their heads, using soul-searching techniques to search for their memories of the past few days. The screams continued one after another, and the souls of these maids whose souls were searched were lost in the blink of an eye.
There were endless screams in the Qinglian Zuixian Tower. In order to serve the tens of millions of immortals, there were at least ten times more waiters and maids busy in the restaurant. These waiters and maids with low cultivation were controlled in just a few breaths, while hundreds of thousands of people were also wiped out by the soul-searching technique.
A Taoist with the highest level of cultivation spoke loudly: "Which Taoist friend is the one who reminded me? We have recorded this favor. Huh, Li Zuixian, come out and give us an explanation. Don't think that you have nothing to do with Taozu." If you work in the background, you can do whatever you want!"
Countless immortals roared and clamored for Li Zuixian to get out and give them an explanation.
Although Li Zuixian has Taoist Kongmiao as his backing, everyone knows that Taoist Kongmiao is the one with the strongest and most unfathomable cultivation among the Six Buddhas and Six Paths, but he is also the most reasonable. Li Zuixian poisoned countless fellow Taoists. This kind of thing was known to Kongmiao Taoist Ancestor. The unlucky one must be Li Zuixian, and even his father, the true disciple of Kongmiao Taoist Ancestor, would be implicated.
A soft sigh came out, and Li Zuixian, who was wearing a white gown and with a withered look, stepped on a white crane and flew slowly over from a distance. There were still dozens of miles away from the restaurant, and thousands of colorful palms with concentrated magical power were already whistling and grabbing at him.
There was a continuous sound of "squeaking", and Li Zuixian was grabbed by thousands of powerful immortal hands at the same time. The immortal power of thousands of powerful Taoists were condensed into one body. From a distance, Li Zuixian's body was covered with a thick layer of colorful fairy light. It's like wearing a thick layer of armor.
With a bang, Li Zuixian knelt down directly on Bai He's back. Regardless of the numerous restrictions on his body, he kowtowed in the direction of Qinglian Zuixian Tower and cried at the top of his voice.
"I, Li Zuixian, have ordinary qualifications and an ordinary mind. I don't like to practice. I only love wine, beautiful women, and making friends all over the world. That's why I established the Qinglian Zuixian Tower. For millions of years, I, Li Zuixian, have won the support of all my friends. In view of this scene, I treat every guest and countless new and old friends with sincerity. Can you say anything bad about me, Li Zuixian?"
The immortals were silent.
Yin Xuege flew to the roof of the restaurant, stepped on the statue of a house-holding fairy beast on the eaves, and looked at Li Zuixian from a distance.
There were more and more immortals on the roof, and countless immortals flew into the air, walking on the clouds and watching Li Zuixian crying and kowtowing.
"But misfortunes are coming! What misfortunes are coming! I, Li Zuixian... I am not afraid of death, but the lives of my father, my mother, and all my relatives, young and old, are in the hands of others! I, Li Zuixian, am sorry to you fellow Taoists, and I can only die today to avenge it. Of!"
With a weird smile and a cry, Li Zuixian's body suddenly exploded, along with his immortal soul and spirit.
The immortals inside and outside the restaurant looked at each other in silence. Li Zuixian is indeed a person like Ji Yu in Jianghu. He likes to make friends with immortals from all over the world. When he encounters people who encounter various difficulties and emergencies, he always helps them. Therefore, the reputation of Qinglian Zuixian Tower is getting bigger and bigger. It's getting better and better.
It turned out that the wine in the restaurant was poisonous, and everyone was full of murderous intentions towards him.
But Li Zuixian had already committed suicide to atone for his sins. Thinking of his past good deeds, no immortal said anything bad about him anymore.
"Is it time for the mastermind behind the scenes to come out?" Yin Xuuge said calmly with his hands behind his back: "What do you want to do by intimidating Fellow Daoist Li and poisoning so many fellow Daoists? The matter has been exposed, why don't you come out and see others? "
Countless immortals woke up and started yelling at the same time.
Yes, although Li Zuixian was at fault, he was forced to do so. The real culprit was the person who forced Li Zuixian to do such a thing. Many immortals roared loudly and clamored to catch the person behind the scenes and cut him into pieces and beat him to death.
Another immortal shouted loudly: "Get out, get out quickly, and take out the antidote!"
"That's right, that's right. What the hell did you put in the wine? Get the antidote?"
"Asshole, do you want to go against the entire Lingxu Realm? Even if you are a figure like the Twelve Immortal Saints, our fellow Taoists in the Lingxu Realm will not let you go!"
There are also hundreds of immortals who are proficient in elixirs and medical skills. They have taken out the essence and blood from the immortals they recruited and carefully identified what kind of poison they had been poisoned by. There were also immortals who offered the antidote elixir they usually refined to try to detoxify the immortals who had been infected.
Amidst the chaos, the middle-aged man who had just been doing something in the wine cellar slowly floated out from behind a white cloud.
He stood in mid-air, looking at the chaos of immortals in the restaurant, he laughed, raised his hands and clapped his hands.
With two "papa" sounds, a wisp of green air emerged from the faces of about 30% of the immortals in the restaurant. They howled at the same time, covered their stomachs with their hands and fell to the ground, convulsing violently like a convulsion. The immortals on the side hurriedly poured them various detoxifying elixirs and gave them various pain-relieving drugs, but none of them was useful.
More immortals focused their attention on the middle-aged man. Dozens of the most powerful Taoist masters flew up and flew in the direction of the middle-aged man. Ten miles away, a Taoist priest wearing a coarse sermon robe and holding a wooden whisk said coldly: "I am a poor Taoist who forgets the dust, dare to ask my friend, what does this mean?"
The middle-aged man glanced at the immortals present with a smile, and sighed with dissatisfaction: "What do you mean? Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish. What a pity, how come only about 30% of the people are among them? What about the move? I originally planned to catch you all in one fell swoop."
Taoist Master Wangchen snorted coldly and shouted sternly: "Taoists are friendly and evil."
The middle-aged man glanced sideways at Taoist Wangchen and sighed softly: "Vicious? Have you never seen anything more vicious, such as killing you?"
Wangchen Taoist was startled. A Taoist behind him who was carrying two fairy swords suddenly laughed ferociously. The two fairy swords flew up, and the sword light was like jade, and it fiercely passed Taoist Wangchen's neck. The two were of equal cultivation, and the Taoist who took action was a shameless sneak attack from behind. Taoist Wangchen and the other Taoists around him showed no reaction at all. Countless immortals watched as Taoist Wangchen’s head was crushed by the light of the sword. .
The Taoist body of Wangchen Taoist fell heavily to the ground. Countless rays of moist fairy light spread from his body and slowly integrated into the surrounding earth.
Tao Zun, who made a sneak attack, swayed to the middle-aged man's side. He smiled respectfully at the middle-aged man and said, "Master Yin and Yang, this Taoist Wangchen is a tough hand. If it weren't for his subordinates who have tens of millions of years with him, We have a close relationship with him, and if he sneaks up on him from behind and fights head-on, he may not be his opponent.”
The middle-aged man smiled faintly and said softly: "If you can solve the problem with your brain, don't use your hands. You just killed one Wangchen with one sword. Look at me. Millions of great immortals died before you even took action." It's all under control. Use your brain, you must use your brain, don't be like that rough guy Xuanwu, who knows nothing except his fists!"
Dao Zun, who made a sneak attack, smiled awkwardly and took two steps back.
The middle-aged man dared to criticize Xuanwu, but he didn't have the guts.
"I, Yin Yang Taoist." The middle-aged man spoke slowly. He smiled at the dozens of Taoists standing in front of him and said, "You must have never heard of my name. Of course, we cannot rule out some possibilities. Some of them have known me for a long time, known me for a long time, and have even been loyal to me for a long time. They must have heard of my Taoist name."
The figures of dozens of Taoists swayed, and the distance between them instantly widened to ten miles away. This distance is insignificant for Taoist-level powerful people, but a distance of ten miles is equivalent to a natural chasm for them. As long as they have this ten-mile distance, no one can sneak attack them. Even if the enemy is several times stronger than them, they will have enough time and space to respond.
An old man who was on good terms with Taoist Wangchen and also knew the Taoist who carried the two swords on his back. The old man with gray hair and rosy face slowly took two steps forward. He looked at the Taoist who carried the two swords and said coldly: "Master Sword Master Sword, do you still remember that when you were poisoned by the ghost-faced thousand-legged scorpion, who traveled thousands of miles and spent hundreds of years of hard work to find the antidote for you from the Mysterious Ice Realm in the far north?"
Sword Master Wu Yan narrowed his eyes and subconsciously glanced at the body of Taoist Wangchen lying on the ground.
Taoist Yin Yang laughed, and he chuckled softly: "What's the use of saying something like this? He is one of ours. He killed Wangchen, so he naturally complied with destiny!"
After a few strange laughs, Taoist Yin Yang laughed loudly and said: "And those fellow Taoists who are worse off than dead, if you want to live, just obey my orders obediently? Otherwise, you will really die!"
Yin Xuuge looked at the arrogant and arrogant Yin Yang Taoist and murmured softly.
"Yin Yang Qian Ji Teng? The founder of the Yin Yang family, how are you... alive?"
(End of chapter)