Liu Mingzhi felt that the pressure suddenly disappeared and looked up with difficulty, only to find that Li Buyi, a great master, had been sitting at a table and thinking about himself.
There was chaos just now. He thought that this old guy had followed everyone out.
Li Buyi, carrying a wine flask and walking with strange steps, walked to the middle of Wen Renzheng and the twelve old women and stopped.
Wen Renzheng was a little shocked when he saw Li Buyi's figure. He wiped off the blood on his beard and looked at Li Buyi blankly: "You? Is it you?"
Li Bu's disheveled clothes and lip marks all over his face really go against the image of a Taoist. Especially when he burped and smelled of alcohol, people mistakenly thought that this guy was an old drunkard who was addicted to alcohol!
Li Buyi's eyes lit up when he looked at Wen Renzheng and then he felt melancholy: "I remember you, I remember you. You were once a young man! The kid who followed your master also carried the Heavenly Sword."
"Senior, you are still building"
Li Buyi's face turned red: "What are you talking about? You are happy that the old master is dead, right?"
"No, no, of course not. The junior just didn't expect that the senior is still as charming as before. After sixty years of not seeing each other, the senior has not changed much!"
Li Buyi was stunned and clapped his fingers and muttered. After a moment, he looked at Wen Renzheng in a low voice: "You are getting old too!"
Liu Mingzhi stood up and looked at the two people chatting with strange expressions. He had never believed that Li Buyi was over a hundred years old. At this moment, looking at him talking to Wen Renzheng, he finally believed it as if he was scolding a child.
The magic stick who looks only 40 or 50 years old is really over a hundred years old.
"Twelve Flying Immortals, right? The old Taoist has heard of his reputation for a long time, but it's a pity that he has lived in vain and has no chance to meet him. This guy has some friendship with the old Taoist. For the sake of the old Taoist, how about letting it go?"
The twelve old women looked at Li Buyi in surprise and confusion. Naturally, they heard clearly the conversation between him and Wen Renzheng just now.
It's really unbelievable.
A famous man in his 70s or 80s calls a person in his 40s or 50s a senior.
Although it is said that those who master the martial arts come first, Li Buyi does not look like a senior.
The leading old woman looked at Li Buyi in surprise: "Are you a Taoist priest?"
Li Buyi held up the whisk and looked up and down: "Old Taoist, I have white hair and a childish face, and my clothes are fluttering. I look like a banished immortal reincarnated. How can I not be like a Taoist priest?"
The old woman looked at Li Buyi speechlessly, her training prevented her from swearing.
But I kept thinking in my heart, your Taoist priest is as slovenly as a beggar, and has more lip marks on his face than a libertine. Is he a Taoist?
This is just like a big yin stick with no length, okay?
Li Buyi narrowed his eyes, waved the dust fly in his hand, and a bright slap suddenly sounded on the old woman's face, and a bright red palm print suddenly appeared.
"Little girl, didn't your elders tell you? Don't insult your elders casually, you will be struck by lightning!"
The old woman covered her cheek in disbelief, how could she not react at all to this slap!
"I'm going to kill you! Sisters, kill this Taoist priest!"
The musical instruments in the hands of the twelve old women suddenly sounded, and the pillars in the Penglai Pavilion creaked, obviously unable to withstand the internal strength of the twelve innate masters.
Li Buyi played with the whisk in his hand and looked at the twelve old women with a strange look on his face: "I have lived for such a long time, but I have never seen anything like playing, playing, and singing. You are scaring me!"
Liu Mingzhi looked at Li Buyi with a strange expression. He always felt that after hearing his story, Li Buyi was a little inappropriate when he said the four words of playing, playing and singing.
As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked the fly whisk in his hand, and the innate Qi condensed by the twelve old women suddenly disappeared, and even the musical instruments in the hands of the twelve old women burst apart!
Wen Renzheng was surprised and looked at Li Buyi who calmly neutralized the attack of twelve old women and was extremely shocked. Wasn't this too relaxed?
Li Buyi clasped his nostrils with his fingers and lazily looked at the twelve old women and yawned: "Tell me, why are you doing this? A group of dancers who practice dance must be like the old Taoist who cultivates immortality. Can you have some self-knowledge?"
Young Master Liu looked at Li Buyi in confusion, these words were a bit heartbreaking.
A group of dancers insist on fighting against the Taoist cultivator. Is this the most deadly official complaint?
He gently touched Wen Renzheng's arm: "Old man, what is the realm of this magic stick?"
Wen Renzheng also shook his head in confusion: "Since the martial arts group entered Xiantian Lao Chen, there are few opponents in single fights. Even your grandfather Bai Hu Lai Lao Chen is only five or five against him, but the senior has obviously surpassed Wu.
The scope of learning! Maybe there are really people who cultivate immortality in this world!"
The twelve old women and the twelve flying immortals looked at Li Buyi in horror: "Who are you? It's impossible for you to be so powerful without your name in the world!"
Li Buyi scratched his chicken coop-like hair: "The old Taoist has also forgotten his name. If he wants to be beaten, he will fight. If he doesn't want to be beaten, he will leave. Why are you asking me for my name? You want to marry the old Taoist, but you old green onions don't want to marry me."
Is peeing and taking pictures worthy of a poor Taoist who is like a banished immortal?"
Liu Mingzhi heard that the three people from Renzheng groaned and looked at the twelve old women with blue faces across from them. They didn't expect that guy Li Buyi had such a bad mouth!
"That's too much bullying. Sisters, fight with him. This Taoist priest is a bit weird, so be careful!"
Twelve old women without musical instruments attacked Li Buyi with their withered palms like knives.
"Hey a group of blows and dances, why do you go down with Lao Dao?
Wen Renzheng looked at Li Buyi with bright eyes, wanting to see how he could defeat these old women.
Without a magical weapon like the Heavenly Sword, I would be a little defeated by the twelve people who had been promoted to innate status through enlightenment. If I could learn one and a half moves from Li Buyi, I might be able to get in touch with him further.
Go to the legendary realm where three flowers gather at the top!
A realm that people in the martial arts world long for but no one has ever seen.
"Hey, you guys want to kill me, the old man. If you're so old, you're welcome."
Liu Mingzhi and Song Qing also looked closely at Li Buyi to see how he would respond!
"Tao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, three gives birth to all things, Laozi's one Qi transforms the three pure things!"
Liu Mingzhi did not expect that Li Buyi still had time to recite the Taoist secrets and transform the three pure things into one breath. How could I, the young master, still have ferrous tetroxide!
However, Liu Mingzhi was destined to be stunned.
Young Master Liu and the other three stared dumbfoundedly at three transparent figures that were exactly the same as Li Buyi condensing out of thin air. Li Buyi gently waved his whisk, and the three transparent figures waved the whisk in the same pattern.
There was obviously no movement, but the twelve old women didn't even have room to resist and flew out, vomiting blood and falling unconscious.
"Oh, I told you that a group of dancers shouldn't fight with an old Taoist who is cultivating immortality. Just after finishing Qing's cultivation, you just wanted to take a few days to relax, and now you are working for the old Taoist to pay back a bunch of old green onions. The old Taoist has been wronged, isn't he?"
Young Master Liu couldn't help but clapped his hands. Li Buyi was so good at showing off that he lowered his hands angrily when he saw the strange looks in Wen Renzheng's eyes.
"Boy, you need to arrest someone quickly. Why are you standing still?"
Li Buyi held the fly whisk behind his back and drank from the wine flask. He clearly looked like a worldly expert, but the sultry look on his face, full of lip prints, revealed a hint of vulgarity.
"Brother, order the three armies to conduct a thorough investigation of Penglai Pavilion!"
"yes!"
Before Song Qing could walk out of the door, the sound of sharp arrows piercing the air was heard, and the sound of galloping horses resounded inside and outside Penglai Pavilion.
Liu Mingzhi's expression changed: "No, the people in the backyard of Penglai Pavilion are hiding and trying to escape!"
However, Wen Renzheng was seriously injured, and Song Qing's situation was not much better. It would be impossible for Long Wuwei alone to stop the hider!
He has to command the three armies, so Qinglong and the others should not be exposed for the time being.
Liu Mingzhi looked at Li Buyi beside him and his face lit up: "Master, please help me capture the bandits outside!"
Li Buyi put down the wine bottle and yawned: "The old Taoist is from the Taoist sect, fortune telling and so on. I can't do martial arts or anything like that!"
Liu Mingzhi looked at the twelve innate old women who were unconscious with embarrassment, and then looked at Li Buyi who looked like he didn't know how to martial arts. You defeated twelve innate masters with three punches and two kicks. You said you don't know martial arts.
, You are a liar, I believed your lies.
"Master, don't make trouble. Help me capture them and I will tell you a story!"
Li Buyi's eyes lit up and he yawned and shook his head.
"If you don't even look down on real people, why would you care about your stories? Forget it!"
"Master you"
Li Buyi threw the wine bottle on the ground, shook the whisk and walked out the door.
"Who is in the way of cultivating an immortal? The old Taoist really doesn't know martial arts. Why don't you believe it?"