Chapter 510

Looking at Panghuang, Yi Heng has high strength, thick background and good looks. It is indeed an excellent choice for a nun to find a partner.

But it's hard to say that the pursuit of ten days is very long.

"Today, I'm so lucky to have invited a famous figure to come here. It's a great honor for you to meet this Taoist friend. It's also a great honor for pang to come here."

Pang Huang roared and shocked people. What kind of character did he admire so much?

"He is one of the top talents in mainland China. He participated in the hundred ethnic Dabi and returned full of honor. He left the fire in the south, and Wang left the Taoist friend."

Yi Heng's eyes narrowed and his mind was constantly changing.

And the whole building is quiet for a moment, and then finally understand the words, immediately burst out a roar.

On the eighth floor, a monk in a red suit appeared slightly, clasped his fist and did not speak. Then he sat back in the private room. Obviously, he was in a private room with Pang Huang.

After all, the top talents are too far away from them, and those state-level schools are even more far away from them.

At this time, you can see the real body. The result is a red suit. Although the strength is not clear, it is enough to make them proud.

When they meet people in the future, they can say, "where were you when I was drinking with the king of Li in Wangshan tower?"

Pang Huang was obviously very satisfied with the atmosphere, so he stood quietly on the platform below, not in a hurry to interrupt people's discussion and spiritual scan.

But Yi Heng frowns, is this Li Ren Wang here by accident or on purpose? If it is intentional, is it related to cangyu basaltite?

Have these families found a new backing, that is, the neighboring state-level big school, Li Huo Sheng Zong?

If so, it will become more and more complicated.

Chen Shoutian and viper naturally knew Li Ren Wang. Their faces became very serious and their eyes were cautious.

If we are in the place of trial, we still take care of it. When we come back here, we will have our own way. Even if we want to fight, it is normal.

"Well, now, let's invite Mr. Pang's most beloved and incomparable partner, Su Daoyou, to play a song" forget your life on the way to cultivating immortals ". After that, you can drink as much as you like

The crowd cheered again. Even Gou Youwei forgot the ugliness just now. They cheered loudly and clapped hard at the same time.

When Pang Huang finished speaking, he flashed back to the eighth floor and talked to the king of Li Ren in a low voice. Until the sound of the piano sounded, he became quiet with the people.

Yi Heng is thinking about the king of departure. He has examined it with his spiritual sense. He is absolutely like a fake king of departure.

I'm afraid today's affairs are more complicated and I dare not act rashly.

But suddenly, he heard the words "forget life on the way to cultivate immortals", and he couldn't help but disturb his thoughts.

"What a familiar name. Where have you heard it?" Just preparing to think deeply, I heard the sound of the piano, and the whole scene was quiet.

With a suppression and a Yang, a meal and a setback of the wonderful music spread to the Friar's ears, people will appear in the mind of a beautiful beauty, Qianqian thin hand gently playing the piano.

The sound of the instrument is graceful and graceful, and its melody is winding like water.

People seem to see a peerless female nun, her beautiful eyes are sad, and her willow eyebrows are slightly wrinkled. All the sufferings of her life's practice are infused into the music.

After a while, all the monks here were brought into the suffering of the road of practice.

Sometimes they fight each other for cultivation resources.

Sometimes, he was trapped in a bottleneck for cultivation.

From time to time, I feel the joy of opportunity.

Sometimes I remember the desperation that wandered on the edge of life and death.

And gradually, the sound of the piano became happy. In any case, being able to hear it proved that he was still alive.

Living is the best chance and the best ending.

In the past, with the mellow, mellow and long-lasting melody of the tea, it was only after four or five breaths that the sound of the instrument disappeared.

But people for a long time did not speak, immersed in this.

When he wakes up, his face is sad, or his eyes are slightly red. What's more, he drinks like a glass, turns wine into tears, and then turns into tears.

"Good!" A shout of praise immediately ignited the crowd, and more than a thousand friars immediately cried out with praise.

The sound of these explosions, which were very harsh in the silent night, had attracted countless spiritual senses on the opposite central mountain.

"Forget life on the way to cultivate immortals", if you can forget, it is the best thing in the world, but some things are really unforgettable.

Yi Heng's eyes are slightly dull and his face is bitter and astringent.

Chen Shoutian and viper are also affected by the sound of the piano. Although they are not shouting, they are hard to control themselves. Tears flash from their eyes.

Gou Youwei looks at the three people and says in his heart that the music is absolutely the best in the world. He can move all the three people who don't know the music into such a state.

However, he did not suffer from cultivation, only the pain of losing his relatives, but once he got revenge, he also felt at ease and enjoyed himself.

"Forget your life on the way to cultivating immortals" is like a sad wind and a melody like flowing water, but it is like a water with no future. Indeed, it has gone through countless sorrows and despair on the way to cultivating immortals. However, Su Daoyou's artistic conception seems to be forced to be melancholy. "Yi Heng quickly recalled this paragraph in his mind, and also recalled the first time he listened to this music, he said to Su demon demon.

I remember that at that time, she took the opportunity to point out her shortcomings in playing this music. Her eyes twinkled, her face was like peach blossom, and she bowed to thank herself.

By the way, his face is like peach blossom. It is just outside Luzhou City, in a hundred Li peach forest, he and Kun Rushan drink and enjoy Qin. Now, ten years have passed.

At this time, again heard, the artistic conception of the music is no longer forced to worry, but the true feelings.

"This kind of zither skill is the only one I've ever seen in my life. Pang Daoyou is accompanied by such a beautiful woman. We admire him very much."

As they continued to recall the sound of the instrument, they talked in a low voice.

And a voice rings in the building, it is obvious that the envious people can't control themselves and want to see a beautiful woman.

But in front of Pang Huang, it's not easy to ask for such a request. I hope Pang Huang can take the initiative to satisfy everyone's curiosity.

"Ha ha, Pang feels that it is heaven's favor to be accompanied by this beautiful woman. Come on, Su Daoyou. We admire it so much. Why don't you and I show up?"

When they heard this, they immediately burst into breath. Just now they knew that Li Ren Wang was on top of him, and they did not dare to look rudely with their spiritual sense.

At this time, I imagined the beauty's appearance in my heart, but I didn't dare to be abrupt with my spiritual sense. Now, only my eyes are waiting for them to show up.

Yi Heng's four people naturally looked up and looked up. Fortunately, Pang Huang's private room was just opposite them.

At this time, he saw Pang Huang Jun's face, slightly red, and took the lead out of the private room.

Then, he stretched out his right hand and pulled back. The eyes of the crowd were fixed on his right hand. After his right hand was withdrawn, he was disappointed that he did not pull out a beautiful woman.

He looked a little embarrassed, then turned his head, and became ecstatic, only to see behind him, slowly out of a gorgeous figure.

All the people were overjoyed and looked at it carefully. They immediately opened their mouths and couldn't speak. Their eyes were full of the nun's frowns.

Only Yi Heng's eyes were more bitter and astringent. He lowered his head and stopped paying attention to him. Chen Shoutian and poisonous snake also looked at him.

Gou Youwei didn't notice the change of the three people. At this time, he was also obsessed. He sighed in a low voice:

"if you increase one point, you will get more. If you reduce one point, you will have a jade face and a willow posture. Your face will be charming. However, there is no charm in your eyes. It's sad. What a pity!"

But where could a thousand monks hear his exclamation, they were all attracted by her.

The sad color in their eyes caused them to cherish their hearts. They only felt that the heaven made her sad, and her heart was filled with injustice.

"A talented woman is indeed a talented woman. Well, I think I can grow flowers with my mouth. Now I am so poor in words that I should be fined three cups of wine." After sighing, a monk raised the wine pot and drank it.

"Such a beautiful woman, such a fine night, it's better for two of you to drink the same wine together. It's wonderful that more than a thousand friars like us have witnessed this, and it's a good story about Wangshan tower forever?"

Although such nuns are masters of famous flowers, all monks show their talents.

At this time, the strength of cultivation can not be displayed in front of the beautiful woman, only gentle and eloquent words may win her charity.

Sure enough, the nun's eyes slightly glanced at this monk, which made him extremely excited. In addition, Pang Huang nodded slightly, and he was very warm-blooded and immediately cried out.

Naturally, they were lively people. Pang Huang, pretending to be helpless, turned around and asked the nun with his eyes.

Seeing that the nun hesitated for a moment, she nodded slightly.

He was so excited that he disappeared in a flash and reappeared with a glass full of wine in his right hand.

She tried to suppress her ecstasy and handed the glass to the nun. The nun took it with her white jade hand, covering her face with her left sleeve and taking a sip.

Pang Huang stretched out his trembling hands and was about to take over the wine cup when the nun's right hand gently let him receive the empty place.

Pang Huang's eyes flashed a little doubt, and more than a thousand monks were quiet, but most of them were excited. It seemed that this woman should only exist in the sky. Who dares to touch it?

"Su Daoyou, this is..."

With a deep sigh, the nun revived her spirits, and the sorrowful color of her eyes disappeared, revealing her charming eyes.

Pang Huang did not see such a look in his eyes, and instantly confused in the eyes, and at this time the nun said in a low voice: "Tongxin wine, I don't know if you would like to?"

With that, a pair of beautiful eyes suddenly shot at Yi Heng, and more than a thousand monks followed her and looked at Yi Heng.

I don't know why.

But at this time, the female figure of self-cultivation flashed and disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, he was already sitting beside a monk in green. His whole body seemed to be powerless, and he almost leaned on the monk.

He was burning with jealousy, his face was livid, his eyes were blazing, his fists were clenched tightly, but he was afraid of losing the beauty.

I don't know what to do between gain and loss."Su Daoyou, why are you suffering?" Yi Heng is full of bitterness, smelling the fragrance from Su demon, he is in a dilemma.

Gou Youwei has been shocked by this scene. He can no longer reach his mouth with his glass raised. He only hears a voice full of flattery:

"yidaoyou, the demon thinks of you very hard. I can't help coming to see you when I know you're here."

When Yi Heng listened to the music, he knew that the player must be su demon demon, but his melancholy in those years has become the true feelings.

All this may have something to do with the things on the ground of trial, but nothing to do with him.

So at that time, I didn't know what she was going to make. It was very difficult for people of the demon sect to guess what she was going to do. Just like this, such direct words could also be said.

His old face a little red, finally let Gou Youwei wake up, it turns out that his face is not so thick.

"Su Daoyou, you know I have Xiyin."

"I don't care. I'm not afraid. I will."

Gou Youwei suddenly appears Qiu Xiyin's appearance in his mind, and instantly sighs at the injustice of heaven. He drinks a full glass of wine in his hand.

"But I care. I'm afraid. I don't want to." Heng Yi said.

"Who are you?" No matter how low their voices were, they were both monks and focused on this place. Naturally, they could hear it clearly.

At present, the face of more than a thousand monks showed an incredible color, and Pang Huang roared, shaking with anger, and his handsome face was deformed.

The charm in Su demon's eyes disappeared instantly, and the best side was naturally left to the people who liked it most.

But now, there is no need.

Therefore, his eyes were like ashes. "Click" sound, the right hand wine cup instantly turned into broken slag, and the wine splashed out and scattered on the two people.

But they were unconscious and looked at each other like lovers.

It's just in the eyes that two people send out, not affectionate looking at each other.

One is like ashes, the other contains resolution.

"Ha ha, the demon knows. Goodbye." As soon as the fragrant wind flashed, Su demon's body was gone. A voice came from the air: "elder martial brother, let's go."

A figure flashed out from the eight story private room. Yi Heng looked up and saw that it was kunru mountain.

I saw Kun Rushan, with a wry smile on his face, opened his mouth slightly and said two words in silence.

His heart congealed, read the two words from his mouth, "be careful!"

Be careful what? Does Kun Rushan really think that what happened on the test ground was his own? Didn't they all show them the third level spirit phage clan?

Besides, didn't Shen tutian testify? It is absolutely possible that Shen Tu Tian would like to die on his own.

"Su Daoyou, Su Daoyou, su..." Pang Huang called out a few times. He was about to chase him, but he was pushed away four or five feet by the kunru mountain breath behind him. When he responded, where were the two figures?

The audience immediately moved their eyes back and forth between Pang Huang and Yi Heng. They didn't know what Pang Huang would do with the golden elixir, or who the golden elixir was sacred. They could even attract the nuns.

"You, who are you?" Sure enough, Pang Huang roared word by word, and his figure "whoosh" rushed to Yi Heng.

The crowd was about to see a good play, but they heard a sound of "bang". Pang Huang's figure shot back faster than before, and was caught by a red Taoist priest.

But his mouth is crazy with blood, just don't know the pain, eyes ruthlessly looking at Yi Heng.

"Don't be cruel, don't hate." The monk of the Red Road clothes helped him up, "you are cruel to him, but hate is useless, right? Yi Heng, Yi Dao you, long lost! "

Li Ren Wang first whispered to Pang Huang, and then let him go. Chao Yiheng bowed his hand and said in a loud voice.

Yi Heng got up with a smile on his face and said in a loud voice, "I've been away from you for a long time."

At this time, the public finally responded, who is Yi Heng Yi Daoyou? In an instant, the whole audience roared and was shocked.

Although Yi Heng Yi Baisha is the sixth top talent, his reputation is far ahead of the other five, let alone Shentu Tian, the seventh.

What's more, it is said that he was just a casual practitioner. He began to rise from xiaolingmi city and finally became the top talent of the whole southwest mainland.

He is the goal of free cultivation, and the legend and myth of the rise of real grassroots friars have deeply inspired countless free monks and bottom monks.

He was killed in the grassland and rampant in the desert. Numerous legends have passed him on more and more gods. Now he has seen it with his own eyes. Countless friars are so excited that they can't help themselves.

Pang Huang naturally heard of his name. Not only did he hear it, but his ears had already heard his calluses.

He should have taken over the position of city Lord ten days ago.

In the eyes of the public, only one red and one green figure remained. As for other monks, they were all ignored, including Pang Huang.

They looked at each other with four eyes apart and did not yield to each other.

The noise of the whole building stopped instantly and the air solidified.All of a sudden, under the mutual traction of Qi machines, the two figures suddenly sent out a burst breath, which made everyone feel tight.

The two sides are on the verge of action, and the atmosphere is so oppressive that a war is imminent.

Just when the hearts of the people were about to bear it, they saw the blue figure suddenly sit down, picked up the wine cup from the table, and threw one stone into the air, and said in a loud voice, "leave the Taoist friend, please!"

Li Ren Wang's eyes suddenly changed. Just now, under the confrontation between the two, he had a feeling that once his mind was a little lax, he would be attacked like a storm.

Therefore, he kept his mind firmly, and did not dare to have extra actions.

But at this time, he found that the other side could move at will, and when he withdrew his momentum, he looked like an expert, and he was not afraid of catching up with him.

"Ha ha, yidaoyou, I feel inferior to someone else," Li Ren Wang laughed and took back his momentum. With a move of his right hand, a wine cup flew from the table to his hand, but the full wine did not overflow at all. He held both hands and said, "please!"

Yi Heng smiles at the corner of his mouth and drinks it down.

Before you know the purpose of this person, you can't do anything at will, and you can't get hurt before you go up the mountain and settle in the city Lord's house.

This is the second time that he has met the king of departing people. He wants to fight, but it is not the best time to fight.

If you have a chance next time, you must not do it. If you do it, you will be shocked.

After the king left, he did not leave, but returned to the private room.

In the same way, more than a thousand monks have not left. The good play tonight may have just begun.

Although they didn't see the two hands just now, when the masters confronted each other, the momentum was already obvious. At this time, they found that the palms of their hands were already sweating, and their hearts began to jump.

Yi Heng calmly sat down and looked at Pang Huang. He saw that his face had returned to normal, but he looked up in his heart. He said with a smile:

"I don't know if Pang Daoyou will pay Lingshi for the expenses of Yi and others tonight?"