"Immortal, Immortal, please come with me!"

At this time, the judge who rushed in hurriedly saw Ling Qing who was parked in front of the hall and breathed a sigh of relief. He came to his side and said respectfully.

Obviously, he also saw some clues and knew that Ling Qing either had advanced cultivation or had a strange treasure in his body.

Only in this way can his body be wrapped into the realm of this divine spirit.

Ling Qing nodded, no longer thinking about it, and just followed him into the hall.

The decoration inside this palace is magnificent and magnificent.

The mountain god sits on the throne in the middle, which is similar to the clay sculpture on the outside temple.

It's just that the snake in his hand is circling around his arm, spitting out scarlet snake messages from time to time, and the steel fork is standing beside him.

His eyes were flying with anger, but his indigo-like face had a hint of gray, and it seemed that he was indeed ill.

There are three other disciples on both sides who also have the aura of gods on their bodies. Judging from the looks of it, their auras are no more than ninth-grade Baichi.

There were various judges on the lower table, and ghost generals were lined up on both sides. I guess these were all subordinates of the ghosts and gods in the mountains.

"Grandpa, the immortal is here."

The judge who led Ling Qing quickly walked up to the mountain god and reported back.

Then he came closer and pointed at Ling Qing, whispering a few times.

The mountain god nodded, waved his hand to retreat, looked at Ling Qing and said cheerfully.

"Forgive me, the Immortal, but it's the little god's fault.

Originally, he just wanted to borrow the blood and essence of the cultivator to recover from his injuries, but unexpectedly he collided with the immortal leader.

The little god is here to apologize to the immortal."

He said and bowed his hands.

A kid came to Lingqing and led him to sit on the table.

Listening to his words, Ling Qing frowned in his heart.

To talk about borrowing people's essence, blood and energy so lightly shows that I don't care much about other people's attitudes.

In addition, through the Dongzhen Dharma Eyes, I could see that there was a gray aura lingering around his body.

There was no clear and upright energy in his eyes, but instead there was a flickering light.

It can be seen that although this mountain god has a divine name, he may have saved many tourists and hunters in the mountains in the past, and he has Shinto merits.

But he is not necessarily a kind-hearted person.

But at this time, he also saw that this mountain god was only an eighth-level white edict, and had not yet entered the red edict.

His cultivation is enough to suppress it, so he is not worried at all.

"I wonder how Zunshen plans to accompany you, right?"

Ling Qing flicked the whisk in his hand, followed the kid to his seat, and let him perform.

He wanted to see what the mountain ghost had in mind.

As for the previous idea of ​​​​negotiating and negotiating, it has faded away.

Looking at him like this, even if he talks nicely, others may not be able to listen to him.

Seeing Ling Qing's attitude, the mountain god also paused and his eyes flickered.

Immediately he smiled again, picked up the wine glass and said.

"We don't know each other today. It's a blessing for the little god to meet the immortal.

I take this glass of wine to express my deep apologies, and hope that the Immortal will forgive me."

"Easy to say."

Lingqing picked up the wine glass filled by the kid on the side, sniffed it in front of his nose, and smelled a familiar smell.

I smiled in my heart but didn't care, and drank it all in one gulp.

The mountain god picked up the wine glass since Lingqing, and has been watching it intently.

Seeing him drink it, I felt relieved.

Only then did he laugh out loud and drain his glass of wine.

Then, together with all the ghosts and gods in the palace, they kept flattering and urging Lingqing to drink.

After a while, seeing that he was still drunk, all the ghosts and gods couldn't help but feel anxious.

Just when the smile on the mountain god's face was a bit unbearable.

Bang~

The wine glass in Lingqing's hand fell to the ground, his head dropped and he stopped motionless.

In an instant, there was silence in the entire hall.

After a while, the kid pouring wine at the side cautiously approached Ling Qing and called softly.

"Immortal chief? Immortal chief?"

I called several times but got no response, so I braved myself and leaned over to take a look.

His eyes were closed tightly and he looked unconscious.

He shouted happily to the mountain god.

"Grandpa, this man is really unconscious."

"good!"

The mountain god was immediately overjoyed when he heard this and said happily.

"I thought he was a man who could drink a thousand cups, but it turned out he was just a born weirdo, haha~"

"Being able to drink so much of the king's drunkenness for a thousand days shows that this Taoist has a high level of cultivation."

The judge on the side congratulated.

"If all his blood and energy could be used, it's unlikely that Shiteng would be able to disperse.

In this way, the mountain god can also take the treasure in the secret cave.

In the future, the Tao will make great progress, and we will also enjoy blessings."

"That's the truth, that's the truth!"

Hearing this, the ghosts and gods in the palace immediately shouted with joy.

As he spoke, he didn't care whether Ling Qing could survive without all his blood and energy.

"Hahaha~ I will never forget you when the time comes."

The mountain god was flattered by his men and suddenly felt elated.

However, he was not carried away yet, and he looked at Ling Qing and pointed left and right.

"This Taoist can physically enter my divine realm, presumably with a treasure in his body.

You and I can search it out, but it would be a waste to keep it with him now."

"yes!"

Three or five little ghosts responded, stretching out their dark claws to touch Ling Qing's body.

"Why!"

Before he even touched his body, he heard a sigh, and then saw the Taoist in front of him suddenly disappear.

"ah?!!"

The mountain god was shocked when he saw this and hurriedly searched around.

"Grandpa, grandpa, there!"

The kid on the side pointed at his throne and shouted at him.

The mountain god turned around and saw the Taoist just now sitting upright on his sacred throne.

He looked sober, flicked his sleeve and splashed out a ball of water, pouring it on the ground and giving off a scent of wine.

His eyes were scanning the hall like lightning, and he was still half obsessed.

The mountain god's expression suddenly darkened. At this moment, how could he not know that Ling Qing had used a blind trick to blind him.

"Huh, I just wanted to borrow some of your blood and energy to open up that broken place, and I also wanted to leave you with a whole body.

Now it seems that I can’t leave you alone.”

Then he saw Ling Qing sitting arrogantly on his throne, and he felt angry and shouted coldly.

"Left and right, join me and take him down!"

"yes!"
To be continued...