"Okay, okay, be quieter, do you still want to hear it?"

Gongsun Hu knocked on the table, with a hint of impatient expression on his face.

When everyone heard this, they stopped and the restaurant soon became quiet again.

"You idiots have short-sighted eyes and limited knowledge. What qualifications do you have to judge Liang Jianxian? When you really reach that level one day, let's judge right or wrong."

As soon as these words were spoken, many people blushed, but they dared not speak out.

Gongsun Hu tasted a sip of spiritual wine and said leisurely: "The Feng Wuhen I mentioned before was appointed as a disciple of Qilin in his early years. Although he was not considered a disciple of the family, he was also a registered disciple. This time, Qilin Saint is barely accused of making a name for him."

"But, a dignified saint who bullies the small is inevitable to lose face. So the Qilin Saint didn't want to do it directly at the beginning, so he only let the three sub-saints in the sect take action to capture Liang Yan."

"But who would have thought that these three sub-saints could not even catch Liang Jianxian's sword energy!"

When Gongsun Hu said this, his eyes shone, and his admiration for Liang Yan was unconcealed.

He paused and continued, "Later, the Qilin Saint Lord took action himself, and thought he could capture it within a few moves, but who knew that Liang Jianxian could resist a hundred moves and finally escaped calmly... The battle was so severe that the sky and the earth were broken, and even the pattern of the vast sea of ​​stars changed! Do you know what the monks in Dongyun Lingzhou called that battle later?"

"What's the name?" everyone asked.

"Anti-Sacred Myth!" Gongsun Hu slowly spit out four words.

"The Myth..."

Everyone in the restaurant muttered to themselves, thinking about the style of the battle in their hearts, and no one made any sounds.

After a long time, the restaurant shopkeeper suddenly sighed: "The so-called 'the wood is so beautiful that it will be destroyed by the wind in the forest' is the eternal truth. If Liang Jianxian has such strength, I am afraid that the Qilin Saint will not let him go."

Gongsun Hu looked at him after hearing this, nodded slightly and said, "The shopkeeper is a sensible person. The Qilin Saint Lord will not let Liang Jianxian go, but he has been chasing him for several months and has never gained nothing. In his helplessness, he can only invite Jiuxiao Yuanjun from the Confucian League to join forces with him to encircle Liang Jianxian."

"Feng Wuhen, the leader of the Zhengqi Alliance, died in the secret realm. He has two identities. He is not only a registered disciple of the Qilin Saint Lord, but also a guest official of the Confucian League... This time, the Confucian League will naturally not stand by, so Jiuxiao Yuanjun was happy to be invited."

"Next, the two saints joined forces to chase Liang Jianxian. It is said that six months have passed. There has not been any news that Liang Jianxian was arrested by them yet."

When Gongsun Hu said this, he was still not satisfied. He sipped another sip of spiritual wine. Thinking of Liang Yan's style, he couldn't help but be fascinated.

The others were silent for a moment, and then came to their senses one after another, and some of them showed a lost expression.

This story is exciting enough, but it is too far away from them...

Those who gather in this restaurant are basically frustrated foundation-building cultivators. Not to mention Tongxuan, the unattainable state of Huajie, whether they can reach the Juyuan realm is unknown. Maybe in decades, the loess will be broken...

So, no matter how exciting other people’s stories are, what does it have to do with them?

"Alas! The road to cultivation is bumpy and bumpy. Regardless of right or wrong, if we have the charm of Liang Jianxian, this life will be enough..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the guy Aman smile and said, "Senior, time should not be missed, why bother to complain? Let's have another jar of 'drunk life and dream of death' and enjoy this time like water."

"The little monkey is right, come on, give me the old Taoist!"

"Come on, Aman, pour me wine too!"

"Hahaha!"

...

There was a burst of laughter in the restaurant soon.

Sorrow comes and goes quickly here, and the atmosphere in the restaurant becomes lively again in a blink of an eye, and everyone is smiling.

The guy Aman held a jar of fine wine in his left and right hands and poured wine for everyone one by one.

Hurry!

The fragrant wine flowed out of the jar, and one drop fell outside the wine glass, making a wonderful "ding dong" sound, and then rebounded again...

“Huh?”

Aman's eyes followed the beads of wine, watching them land on the old Taoist, Gongsun Hu, the shopkeeper and others in turn...

Dingdong! Dingdong!

Every time the wine beads popped, a golden halo would explode in the air. As the halo spread, the movements of the people around them gradually stopped, and even the laughter would solidify in the air...

Aman thought he had hallucinations, so he subconsciously rubbed his eyes.

But when he looked closely, he found that the time in the restaurant seemed to be still, everyone was frozen in place, with the smile of the previous moment on his face.

"this……"

Aman had never seen such a strange thing before, and he could no longer understand it with his cognition.

It was just when he was in a state of surprise that the beads bounced back and fell on his head.

Dingdong!

Accompanied by a wonderful sound, Aman was frozen in place, holding the wine jar in both hands, and still in the posture of pouring wine.

At the same time, similar things happened everywhere in the Scavenger City!

I saw the strange drops of water droplets appear out of thin air and bounce around. Every time I bounce, a golden halo would explode, gradually covering the entire city.

In just a moment, the city had become silent.

Everyone was stiff and kept the movements and expressions of the previous moment, as if they were soulless statues...

In the restaurant, the beads of wine have bounced more than a dozen times, sealing everyone.

Dingdong!

Another light sound, the wine beads bounced high, but the last time it bounced towards the sloppy drunkard in the corner.

The drunk man seemed to feel something, and the snoring under his straw hat stopped abruptly. He suddenly poked out with one hand and grabbed the wine bead that was bounced towards him.

The wine beads rolled in his palm, making a crisp "pop" sound, breaking into countless crystal debris, flowing out of the gaps between his fingertips like starry sand...

At the same time, a majestic voice slowly rang over the Scavenger City:

"Liang Yan! Your trace has appeared. When do you want to hide? Come out quickly and get your death!"

This sound is like the thunder in the nine heavens, trembling with the void!

In an instant, countless cracks appeared in the space in the Scavenger City, and these cracks spread rapidly around, and fine cracks appeared on the roads, restaurants, markets... and even on everyone's body.

From a distance, it looks like a giant scroll is about to be torn apart!

In the restaurant, the sloppy drunk man stretched.

"Senior Guo, it's obviously a dispute between you and me, why should you take your anger at others?"

While speaking, wave your right hand gently.

The tables, chairs and benches in the restaurant suddenly vibrated, as if they were playing some gorgeous music. At the same time, countless blue silk threads appeared in the air, emitting a faint glow like fireflies...

If someone observes carefully, they will find that these black hairs are actually a series of lively sword energy!

As the drunkard's fingers gently tapped the window ridge, the green sword energy gradually penetrated the bodies of Gongsun Hu, the old Taoist, the shopkeeper, etc.

A magical scene happened!

The sword energy not only did not stab them, but instead made the cracks on their bodies disappear!

The space that was about to collapse gradually stabilized...

At the same time, the same scene was staged everywhere in the Scavenger City.

Countless blue sword energy shuttled around, and wherever they passed, the cracks on everyone's body quickly disappeared, just like an invisible big hand using black hair as needle and thread to repair this huge picture that was about to be damaged!

"snort!"

In the clouds, the majestic voice sounded again: "Little thief! You instigated your disciples to commit crimes. What good people are you pretending to be? If you hadn't been hiding all the way, how could I use the 'Cangming Pearl' to lock this radius of thousands of miles? Even if these people in the city die, you will be killed!"

"Senior mean, Liang should be left alone and give this great head?"

The drunk man laughed loudly and took off the straw hat covering his face.

His appearance and breath changed rapidly, but in a blink of an eye, the sloppy wine man had disappeared, and was replaced by a man in gray with a tall figure!

If there are disciples of the Wushuang Sword Sect here, they will definitely recognize them. This is their shocking ancestor of the Sword Sect, Liang Yan!

"All things are born and the song of heaven and earth!"

Liang Yan reached out and snapped his fingers.

With the scavenger city as the center, within an 800-mile radius, whether it is flying sand, stones, mountains, rivers and lakes, it disappears at this moment.

At the same time, countless blue sword energy appeared out of thin air, like a river returning to the sea, gathering from all directions!

These sword energy circling and flying over the Scavenger City, gradually forming a huge vortex. The dragon roared in the vortex, and a green dragon soared into the sky!

Rumble!

With the loud noise, the sky was forcibly torn apart by the green dragon, and a tall and thin man in colorful clothes appeared.

This man is extremely handsome, with colorful auspicious clouds on his feet, and thousands of immortal feathers behind him. He does not have a jade belt on his waist, but a dragon tendon is twisted into a ribbon, and three treasures are hung on it, namely pots, seals, and clocks.

Seeing the sword energy rising into the sky, the man narrowed his eyes slightly and pointed his hand through the air.

A red vortex appeared in the air, as if fire burned the sky, reflecting the sky with a hundred miles red.

Deep in the vortex, countless runes jumped and flickered, turning into the fiery Taoist rhyme of burning the sky and boiling the sea, sucking the dragon's head tightly.

Qinglong was unwilling to accept it and fought back, but he heard the dragon roars turning into the sound of swords, and countless sword energy galloped across the board, trying to smash the vortex.
To be continued...