There were about fifty people gathered in the City Lord's Mansion at this time. They were basically disciples of Yang Shi. There were also some powerful people who were brought in by sloppy Taoists.
Among these people, the most senior ones are the Sloppy Taoist and the Long-Eyebrowed Taoist, so they sit in the upper position.
The person who presided over the conference was an old man. The other party was at the fourth level of cultivation. He came here to find medicinal materials that can increase Yangshou!
The theme of today's conference is naturally focused on Xiao Yu, because he is the initiator of this gathering.
"Everyone, Xiao Yu is honored to have you all travel thousands of miles to help. I would like to toast you all with this cup."
Xiao Yu stood up from the side and raised his glass to everyone.
There is no falsehood in his words, they come entirely from his heart.
"Xiao Zhenren defeated the Holy Lord of Huangquan and brought honor to our Yangshi Xuanmen. This glass of wine should be given to the real person. I hope that the real person will soon leave Maoshan and restore the Taoism."
Several Taoist disciples stood up one after another, raised their glasses to Xiao Yu and shouted.
Although the other disciples were a little reluctant, they still stood up and showed off.
"Okay, thank you for your kind words..."
Xiao Yu raised his head, drank some wine in one gulp, and then looked at everyone with a smile.
Whether they are sincere or fake, Xiao Yu doesn't care. He only knows that it is imperative for Maoshan to become famous all over the world.
The banquet lasted until ten o'clock in the evening. Xiao Yu was also questioned by some disciples at the banquet table. However, with his absolute strength, any rumors and rumors were just rubbish and vulnerable.
In a quiet courtyard in the backyard of the city lord's mansion, Xiao Yu and the sloppy Taoist were sitting across from each other.
We are not mortals, and that bit of strong alcohol is just mouthwash for them!
"Xiao Yu, what is so mysterious about this?"
Qinglong said a little puzzled.
The sloppy Taoist was also full of doubts, but Xiao Yu waved his hand, and a black energy flew out, transforming into an old man with a white beard.
Seeing the ghost that suddenly appeared in the room, Chang Mei was startled at first, then his expression suddenly changed, and then he stood up from his seat.
"Xiao Shi, you are Xiao Shi, how could you..."
Having said this, Changmei suddenly turned around and looked at Xiao Yu angrily. His robe moved without any wind, and the table in front of Xiao Yu also turned into powder at this moment.
"Did you capture your grandfather's soul?"
Changmei said a little angry.
"Fellow Taoist Changmei, Taoist Changmei, don't get me wrong. Yu'er is my grandson. How could he arrest my soul? You are overthinking it."
Xiao Shi hurriedly floated in front of Xiao Yu and stopped him.
"Changmei, Xiao Shi is right, that is his grandson, how could he capture his soul? Are you an old fool?"
The sloppy Taoist sat down with his long eyebrows raised, and then looked at Xiao Yu, as if waiting for him to explain!
"Brother Changmei, listen to me..."
Xiao Shi sat on the stool and began to tell everything that happened after his death, and also focused on the story of Xiao Yu going to hell to rescue him.
The legendary scene made the two veterans tremble with fear, and even Qinglong listened attentively.
After two small things, Xiao Shi finished his story.
"Brother Xiao Shi, you are suffering..."
After listening to Xiao Shi's story, Changmei actually started crying in front of Xiao Yu.
"Hey, it's all fate. I shouldn't take my life. I can see you again. I think God has treated me well."
Xiao Shi was in tears for a while. Several old men sat in the room and started chatting about their life stories!
Xiao Yu pulled Qinglong outside the door, and the two sat in the garden and started smoking.
"Xiao Yu, you are going back soon. What will you do after you drive to Maoshan?"
Looking at the stars in the sky out of thin air, he asked softly.
Xiao Yu was lying on the grass, with his hands on the back of his head, thinking a little, and then said:
"Is it worth traveling around the world with a child?"
"No, children are so valuable nowadays. Who would travel around the world with you? I miss you too much!"
Qinglong also lay on the grass, and the two began to chat wordlessly.
It’s been a long time since I’ve been so leisurely!
Xiao Yu seemed to still remember that the last time he looked at the stars like this was when he was in college.
It's just that things are different and people are different.
Before they knew it, both of them fell asleep.
The mantis lay next to the two of them, listening to their subtle grunts and shaking its body from time to time.
The night is very quiet.
The silence is charming, the silence is terrifying!
Xiao Yu was lying on the ground, his body rising and falling with the sound of snoring.
Slowly, his body began to undergo some changes.
Dots of white light around him began to converge towards him.
And in his body, those intertwined meridians began to stretch, expand, stretch, and expand.
A miniature golden dragon kept moving in and out of his meridians, like a diligent gardener cultivating his own flowers and plants.
It's like a silkworm about to spin its silk, preparing for the moment when it breaks out of its cocoon.
The Nine Meridian Jue begins to flow along the Xiao Meridians, round and round. Every time the Nine Meridian Jue turns, the little golden dragon will jump up and down happily.
Gradually, Xiao Yu was shrouded in white spiritual light, and his body slowly levitated like that.
A golden dragon began to circle around him, and Xiao Yu also floated and sank with it.
After a long time, the golden dragon slowly dissipated, and the black chaos flower on Xiao Yu's chest began to bloom again.
Among the Chaos Flowers, another naked Xiao Yu sat cross-legged and slowly raised his head.
It's just that the other person is different from Xiao Yu, because his eyes are red and his face is full of murderous intent.
"Kill...kill, kill."
Xiao Yu in the Chaos Flower suddenly made a cold voice. The voice was bone-chilling, as if it came from the depths of the Nine Netherworld.
Xiao Yu had a dream at this time. He dreamed that he was wearing Taoist uniform, holding a wooden sword in his hand, and standing in the air.
Under his body, blood flowed into a river, and his corpse floated hundreds of miles away.
At this moment, he was like a superior god who could control the life and death of others.
"Xiao Yu, you are not a human being, you are a devil."
"They are all ordinary people. They are not wrong. Why should we kill them? Why?"
"You are a devil. Xuanmen will not let you go. Just take your family and prepare to be judged."
Each voice came to mind in Xiao Yu's mind, making his expression become ferocious.
"No, no..."
The mature Xiao Yu suddenly curled up and looked very uncomfortable.
At this time, he began to exude a murderous aura. The murderous aura was so real that it actually covered the surrounding grass with a layer of white frost!
On the Chaos Flower on Xiao Yu's chest, Xiao Yu, who was sitting cross-legged, raised the corners of his mouth, as if he was a little proud!
At this moment, a golden light flew out and collided hard with the Chaos Flower.
The Chaos Flower trembled slightly, and Xiao Yu, who was sitting cross-legged in the flower, turned pale, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Then, the Chaos Flower closed again and wrapped up the black Xiao Yu.
At the moment when the Chaos Flowers were wrapped together, Xiao Yu's body suddenly emitted a dazzling white light, and then a white halo began to appear above his head.
As soon as the white halo appeared, it suddenly disappeared. Then the white light dissipated and the surroundings became calm again.
