Perhaps it was a coincidence that Li Xinxian was just about to persuade her grandfather to improve the security check.
But Li Buhuan didn't care at all, and Li Xinxian had no choice but to swallow the words on his lips.
At this moment, there was a noise inside Fengyuan Building.
Li Xinxian's heart thumped, and she secretly screamed that something was not good.
At this time, most of the guests were resting or chatting with each other. How could anyone start making noise before the birthday banquet even started?
And from what I heard, these words were directed at Li Buhuan.
"Everyone, where is Dr. Li? Why don't you come out and show your face?"
"Hahaha! Since it is a grand event for our Jinling City, we should also highlight the excitement of our Jinling City!"
"Well said! Since I came out of the secluded place with the head of the family today, it's just to experience the clever tricks of Divine Doctor Li!"
Li Xinxian looked in the direction where her grandfather had just been standing, and found that Li Buhuan had moved and disappeared, so she immediately followed him.
Li Buhuan's figure appeared again in the main hall of Fengyuan Building, where there were a total of sixty-six Eight Immortals tables with auspicious lottery numbers.
It's not evening yet, and most of the people here are juniors sitting at the back.
But it was these juniors who just made a discordant sound.
Li Buhuan cast his eyes to the corner of the main hall. On the last Eight Immortals table, three arrogant young men were talking loudly.
"Three dolls, whose family do you belong to?"
Li Buhuan narrowed his eyes and asked kindly.
None of these three teenagers were wearing modern clothes. The middle one was tall and thin, wearing a green short coat, and was playing with two iron guts in his hands.
As his right hand shook, sparks sparked from these two courageous hearts.
But the young man didn't realize it, he just stared at Li Buhuan.
"Divine Doctor Li, you are finally here. I wonder if the Martial God Ye Tiangang is here?"
The boy on the left of the boy in green has long hair that almost covers his eyes.
But when he spoke, you could clearly see the fierce light under his hair.
"Xu Tanlang, if you talk like that, be careful that Ye Wushen slaps you over!"
The last young man spoke in a strange manner, but from the acupoints on his back, a trace of true energy actually emerged, condensing into the shape of a Tai Chi diagram on his back.
The true energy leaves the body! This is the cultivation of transforming energy!
Li Buhuan's heart became serious. This young man looked like he was only seventeen or eighteen years old. How could he have the cultivation ability to transform energy?
Even if you start practicing from the moment you are born in your mother's womb, you may not be able to enter Huajin!
Li Xinxian, who came later, couldn't bear it anymore. Her grandfather and Uncle Ye were the people she respected the most, and they were also the two pillars of the Yanxia martial arts world. How could she tolerate being trampled by these three juniors.
She scolded, pointed at the last Taichi figure boy and yelled: "What are you talking about! Keep your mouth clean!"
"oh?"
The Tai Chi figure boy's eyes widened, and his murderous aura suddenly broke out.
He stood up, faced Li Xinxian and suddenly pushed out a palm.
A Tai Chi diagram formed by condensation of true energy spurted out, and an Eight Immortals table between the two sides burst into pieces.
After all, Li Xinxian was also a strong person with dark strength, but after seeing the rotating Tai Chi palm prints, she couldn't move, and her whole body seemed to be possessed by a demon.
"Get away!"
Fortunately, Li Buhuan shouted sharply, and Li Xinxian, who was shocked, came back to her senses.
She rolled over and dodged.
When I stood up again, I saw that the Tai Chi palm prints had torn apart seven or eight Eight Immortals tables in a row, directly tearing apart the stage where the big show was going to be performed tonight.
Li Xinxian stood up with disheveled hair, feeling furious in her heart.
Grandpa's birthday was actually ruined by a few young people!
The stubborn side of her temper came to the fore just when she was about to sound the alarm and ask the children of the Li family to come and arrest the person.
But Li Buhuan stretched out his hand to stop him, and his expression darkened.
"What are the origins of the three of you? It's better to report to your family. Even though I, Li Buhuan, am just an old man, I am still somewhat thin-faced among the major families in the hot summer."
"No matter whose disciple smashed my stage or ruined my birthday banquet, he must be held responsible to some extent!"
"Bah bang bang!"
The young man in green clothes in the middle suddenly applauded. As soon as he stood up, everyone present felt the shocking power descending on him.
"Li Buchuan is indeed Li Buchuan. His tone is very loud. Do you think there is no one in this land of China except you and Ye Tiangang?"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone present looked surprised.
Li Buhuan is fine, this Ye Tiangang is a martial god of the generation, and he entered the realm of holding pills many years ago.
Moreover, Ye Tiangang's illustrious achievements, not only in the hot summer, but also abroad, there are few figures who can compare with him.
Li Buhuan snorted, a flush appeared on his face, and he quickly suppressed it.
"Then tell me the calendar!" Li Buhuan rolled up his sleeves and shouted: "You three are here today, don't you just want to make a mark?"
"Jing Yong!"
"Xu Tanlang!"
"Ying Haixuan!"
Three names were announced, but no one present recognized them.
But Jingyong's coercive behavior on the guests just now successfully aroused public outrage.
Li Buhuan took a step, and everyone immediately felt that the pressure on their hearts was reduced a lot.
"Then which one of you comes first? Or the group fight?"
"Group fight?" Xu Tanlang laughed loudly. He fiddled with the long hair in front of his eyes and shouted sternly: "Let Ye Tiangang come out. We will kill him, the God of War in Hot Summer, today!"
"The Yanxia Martial God is the backbone of our Yanxia martial arts world, how can he be easily interrupted by you?"
A faint sigh resounded in the main hall, the sound echoed through the beams and pillars and lasted for more than ten breaths without stopping.
Li Buhuan listened to this voice, and a smile appeared on his face that had been solemn just now.
"Who!" Jing Yong shouted and threw the two iron guts in his hand into the air.
The two iron guts collided back and forth with a loud bang, as if a spring thunder exploded in everyone's ears at close range.
The one with weak cultivation had already fainted with bleeding from all his orifices.
Those with stronger cultivation also started to show off.
Li Buhuan and the three teenagers were the only ones at the scene who seemed to have no reaction.
As for the children of the Li family who came to ask questions, they rolled and fell to the ground one by one.
Li Buhuan reached out to support Li Xinxian, who was about to faint, and whispered in a low voice: "You go first and prepare for the birthday banquet again. This farce will be over later!"
Although Li Xinxian was shaken to the point of dizziness, she still understood what Li Buhuan said.
At the same time, Lin Beichen jumped up and jumped down from the beam.
He was following the traces of Pu Shixian, and after chasing him behind Fengyuan Tower, he happened to see the three young men of unknown origin committing murder.
Lin Beichen knew very well that if he didn't take action now, these guests and Li Buhuan would all be killed.
The cultivation level of these three people is actually at the level of holding pills!
Jing Yong stretched out his hand and made a move, and the two iron guts in mid-air returned to his hand.
"Hmph! It's okay to hear the thunder caused by my Yin Yang Thunder Pill. You also have alchemy cultivation, right?"
Lin Beichen glanced around and found that there was almost no one awake at the scene, except for the second disciple Li Buchan.
He simply nodded and said: "Indeed, but I didn't expect that the three of them actually have alchemy cultivation. This is terrible!"
Xu Tanlang shouted arrogantly: "You're a frog in a well, it doesn't matter if you hold the alchemy level, if we want to condense it, we can do it in an instant!"
Jing Yong frowned, "Tan Lang, don't talk so much to this guy. Judging from his cultivation and age, he might also be from the ancient martial arts force!"
"Oh? Ancient martial arts forces?" Lin Beichen's interest increased greatly. What he wanted was to catch these members of the ancient martial arts forces and ask them where they came from!
"Then bring it to me!"
Lin Beichen stretched out his right hand, flicked his fingertips, and streams of milky white Qi spurted out, instantly forming a white light curtain in front of the three people.
"Fancy!" Ying Haixuan flew out, pushed his palms flat, and created a Tai Chi diagram composed of two lines of true energy.
As the Tai Chi diagram rotates, it seems to have infinite suction, instantly absorbing the zhenqi light curtain blasted out by Lin Beichen.
Ying Haixuan stood with his hands behind his back, and the Tai Chi figure behind him grew to the height of half a person. He smiled calmly, with indescribable grace, "Is this so much strength? Then your alchemy cultivation is really not worthy of the name!"