Chapter 922: Hating the Passing Water

'How can a ghost be an immortal talent.'

The actor's tone still echoed in the air. Li Li Zhouwei just stood with his hands behind his back, his index finger resting on his other wrist, tapping silently, as if keeping time with the pipa rhythm below.

The middle-aged man below narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, revealing a few smiles, still saying nothing, but the hand that was originally behind his back reached out to the front, and one hand took off the gourd around his waist.

The gourd was small and cute, and it was unknown what kind of wine or brew was inside. The middle-aged man held it in his hand, took a sip, and the other hand was inserted into his waist, his index finger resting on the hilt of the sword in the middle of the six small swords.

This casual posture actually looked like a small official in the neighboring town, who had planted one or two vegetables, finished his errands and plowed the fields, and walked leisurely to this place to listen to a tune.

Li Li Zhouwei, however, did not relax at all.

In his pair of golden pupils, the person in front of him was actually gestating extremely terrifying five-colored light, like a hidden dragon in the abyss, dormant in the deep and dark Great Void, sinking into his flawless dharma body, perfect and extreme, unified and as desired.

'Great True Person... A Great True Person of the "Rainbow Haze" path! A Great Cultivator with perfect divine abilities!'

When Jiangnan cultivators celebrate divine abilities, they often mention 【Achieving Five Laws】, and those who are older and have more status will say 【Five Laws are Extreme, Avoiding Great Tribulation】, which refers to the first step of ascending to the fruit position, the perfect state of divine abilities of the person in front of him!

This was undoubtedly the first cultivation level below the True Monarch in the current world. There were only a handful of Early Zifu peak cultivators in the world who could achieve this state and still walk in the world. Even in the Bright Yang lineage, only two of the Three Yuans and Two Purples had achieved it. Now, only the Purple You, whose whereabouts were unknown, was clearly in the perfect state of divine abilities... Outside the Bright Yang lineage, there was Jiang Jiang Boqing, who was a figure from unknown years ago.

As for the others, whether it was Chi Wei from earlier or Si Bo-xiu from later, they all achieved the five great divine abilities only when their lives were about to end. As for how much effect they had by using supplementary participation and replacement participation, and whether they could boast of perfection, only they themselves knew.

A Early Zifu peak cultivator with perfect divine abilities and long remaining life who could walk in the red dust at will had never been seen by the Li family for so many years. The person in front of him was the first, and the last person who had perfect divine abilities and walked at will was now one of the Three Witches and Two Blessings, the 【Jade True Six Nine He Xu True Monarch】, a figure sitting on the altar!

And with the nature of "Rainbow Haze", which family could it be?

Mount Luoxia Mountain!

'Ghost... This is pointing at the Underworld?... Let alone what attitude the Underworld has toward Li Li Qianyuan, would they stand behind me? They only hope for more people to break through to True Monarch and leave some golden nature for them!'

He was originally practicing on the North Shore, but suddenly felt a gravitational force in the dark, as if fate was pulling him. On the other hand, the cool feeling in Shengyang was endless, and he had a feeling of being on the verge of death. He had to rise with the wind and silently follow the pull...

Although he had long known that the other party would come, and even Tian Huo of the Jin Yu Sect had secretly reminded him, asking him if he must stay in this place... but looking at it now, it was truly a great figure!

'Is he here for me, or is he just passing by to watch?'

'So slow and leisurely, what exactly does it mean? How many days have I been in the Early Zifu! With the speed of divine abilities, it would have been enough for me to run to the cape several times! If Mount Luoxia really wanted to keep me in the sea, and break through under his nose, why be so dawdling?'

'It seems like he is reluctant to let me go, actually very reluctant. Seeing that I didn't leave, he just happened to come. But if I really left overseas, what would be the consequences!'

His expression was low, and his golden pupils stared tightly at the front, his thoughts changing, rising and falling.

'Just sending one Great True Person with perfect divine abilities, how many True Persons and True Monarchs does Mount Luoxia have.'

The Li Ke Building was noisy, his thoughts and heart were extremely calm, while Li Li Zhouluo on the side was covered in cold sweat.

Li Li Zhouwei came to this building with divine abilities for no reason, and asked someone to secretly pick up the two first. There was no doubt that there was an abnormality.

And to let the Early Zifu move his venerable self, could it be that there was a divine ability in this place!

He had to put down the chopsticks in his hand, exchanged a glance with Li Jiangzong, stood up silently, and the shopkeeper of the Li Ke Building, who should have been serving on the side, had already disappeared. Li Li Zhouluo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the two pretended to have something to do, and went down the steps from the side.

This position in the middle of the entire wine building was the most conspicuous, and every move was noticed by people. At this moment, it seemed that the actor was crying most wonderfully, and no one noticed that only two empty seats were left.

Li Li Zhouwei raised his head slightly, listening to the actor above begging the heavens, hoping that heaven would return his clansmen, singing:

"Bones are full, spring freezes blood. A river of red tears floats, I am left alone as a ghost... Father and brother! Where did the old scenery go? I am left with cold spirit... Body is like dead wood, water has no roots, shabby clothes are hard to protect, whose family is the desolate person..."

The middle-aged man listened and sighed silently. Two actors in gorgeous clothes appeared on the stage, wearing white silk around their waists, symbolizing riding the clouds and mist, listening to the singing above:

"Invite the Immortal Peak, sit on the yellow platform, watch the haze half-leave the heavenly scenery, snow candles and beautiful spirit clothes, are things in the red dust appropriate? Hate not being floating clouds. The attendant is a horse from the Lin Ti Mountain, looking up at the style under the mysterious window, children! Why have you become ghosts!"

Li Li Zhouwei listened all the way, the hand originally resting on his wrist stopped, saying nothing, but the people around him called out, and every sentence was about immortal ghosts, and some people sighed:

"If you have an immortal, don't seek it, what else is there to live for!"

During the conversation, the old man who acted as the demon ghost appeared on the stage again, aggressively bewitching:

"Prosper the Green Palace, pave the jade building, light reflects the ghost wind on the forehead blood, Three Palace Palace, bright moon rain, collecting nature can make golden rainbow, if there is a way to become an immortal, how can you get it? I'm afraid it is — the wind branch blows the flute in chaos, the saliva dragon incense smokes itself."

When a play reaches this point, it must be the most wonderful time. People on both sides stretched their necks, staring at the stage, worrying about the actor being bewitched by the demon ghost, and afraid that the immortal god would be disappointed and abandon them.

The actor immediately cried and complained, and the two sides sang one after another. The higher the tune, the more the atmosphere on the field was set off to the extreme. Everyone stopped drinking and throwing chopsticks, and everyone was focused on looking at the stage.

Li Li Zhouwei's expression gradually became complex. As he shifted his gaze to the middle-aged man under the stage, the middle-aged man was no longer fully focused, turned his face slightly, revealing his dignified and upright face.

And that pair of phoenix eyes crossed the distance between the two, staring quietly.

A wisp of colorful light burst out from his originally brown pupils, like a huge and surging vortex of haze light, twisting in his eyes. At that moment, the distance between the two was like being at the end of the world, and like being close at hand.

'Sword...'

Li Li Zhouwei felt a trace of sharp Qi from his pupils that made his eyes ache. Although it was stored and not released, it seemed that it could rise to the distant sky at any time. This sharp Qi was hidden in the haze light, like a dragon floating in the water, revealing a scale and a half claw.

The Li family started with the Sword Immortal family back then. Not only did the clan have a sword canon that suppressed the clan's luck, but there were also many predecessors who had high attainments in the sword path. Li Li Zhouwei was naturally no stranger to it. With just this one look, he detected a thick strangeness.

'It's not sword intent... It's another direction different from sword intent, it's also a sword... but it's a sword of cultivation, a sword of spells, a sword of divine abilities.'

Li Li Zhouwei knew that Li Li Xizhi had a spell sword 【Five-Colored Deep Wide Sword Technique】, which was very famous and related to haze light!

'Perhaps it is this kind of spell sword method that has been cultivated to an extremely high level, making the sword path hidden in the divine abilities, and wherever the divine abilities pass, there is the radiance of the spell sword!'

And this piece of haze rainbow sword Qi also made him feel a thick, life-threatening danger from the bottom of his heart, even making him measure in an instant:

'This sword is definitely not worse than ordinary sword intent, and its power is immeasurable... Mount Luoxia Mountain... I fear... neither Chi Wei nor Jiang Jiang Boqing is his opponent. Even Senior Duanmu Kui, who suppressed the world back then... was nothing more than this!'

That piece of haze rainbow sword Qi vortex seemed to be an illusion, and it disappeared after just that moment in front of him, revealing the other party's brown pupils. This Early Zifu perfect divine ability Great True Person had no abnormality, just looking calmly at the golden pupils hidden in the attic.

The surrounding cheers were like the sea and waves, and the two seemed to be separated from this piece of heaven and earth, this period of time, forming a piece of heaven and earth by themselves, locking everything in this moment of staring.

But there was a singing sound that was melodious and long, winding and moving, echoing in his ears:

"The beautiful youth of Long County, the hairpin and skirt are tired of the dynasty, get the Peng Ming, occupy the Phoenix Marsh, if it is not a family alone in the county... how can ten generations die? Immortal is not respected, god is hard to respect, no need for any ghost to use force, without you! A family of children, how can they still live?"

At this moment, Li Li Zhouwei lowered his eyebrows slightly, the 【Huayang Wang Yue】 around his waist appeared dark and brown-gold in the dark, and the calls in the building became louder and louder, like a mountain collapse and a tsunami.

"Pingjin crosses Penglai, the morning light descends, the sword lock is one hundred and twenty heavy, the White Qilin grieves for leaving the hometown, but if the position has a master, who can't sit! The old father wants to kill the son, unfortunately, the immortal god suppresses the spring platform... If it weren't for the Flying Haze Heavenly View, how many people in the county would survive!"

Li Li Zhouwei's pupils widened slightly, his hands supported on the corridor, the expression in his eyes became more and more solemn, making the gold bright. He narrowed his eyes, still saying nothing.

'The old father wants to kill the son...'

The light voice of Qing Yu-Zhong Qian and the cold words resurfaced in his ears:

'Killing the father with the son, killing the son with the father, the father steals the son's love, the son steals the father's power...'

'If the son is strong and the father is weak, how can he not steal his position... But Bright Yang hates the reverse position, how can he not fear his son!'

A cold light flashed in Li Li Zhouwei's eyes, and he seemed to understand many things in an instant. The middle-aged man in front of him slowly moved his gaze and turned to the other side.

His gaze was like a sharp sword, splitting the sea and cutting the waves, making people unable to help but follow, ignoring the various noises and interference around him, and falling on a small table on the outer periphery.

This small table was only two feet square, which was a very cheap position in this Li Ke Building. A white-robed boy was sitting by the table, holding a small cup in one hand and chopsticks in the other, pondering while staring at the small dish on his table.

There were two thick slices of pickled radish on the small dish, which made him unable to use his chopsticks. He turned them over and over with his chopsticks, as if studying the use of this thing.

As the middle-aged man looked over, he simply dropped his chopsticks, raised his head, revealing a cold and beautiful face, soft as a woman, with black hair like a waterfall, quiet as cold ice.

His appearance was handsome, his hands and feet were no different from ordinary people, except that he had a long ear on each cheek, long and pointed, extending to the back of the two ears along the arc of the chin, which immediately made his temperament undergo a earth-shaking change, appearing cold and evil.

Although he had no movement, there was vaguely a circle of colorful light flickering behind his head, presenting a circular radial shape, appearing and disappearing, dissolving much of the evil aura on his body, instead appearing sacred.

Compared to the other party's relaxed and freehand, his expression was cold, even somewhat solemn.

But it was this lift of his head that made all the noisy sounds disappear together. The entire Li Ke Building was silent. Everything around had turned into a scene of all living beings, or stretching their heads and shouting, or shaking their heads and sighing, or whispering, or loudly evaluating, but all were frozen in place like statues. The meat-holding was suspended in mid-air, the wine liquid was suspended like crystal, and even the saliva stars were frozen in mid-air, motionless.

But the actor on the stage was completely unaware, performing more and more freely. The golden flower colored silk that had been prepared long ago fell all over the sky, indicating the blessing of the immortal god, the retreat of the demon ghost, and the character finally ascended to immortality, and the several actors around all bowed down.

"Receive the immortal position, be covered by divine light, sincerely love the immortal god's reward, Yang Ai Dragon Banner, grand music cloud wind, half a stick of incense ringing the bell and kowtowing, a little immortal is the truest!"

A look of laughter appeared on the face of this Great True Person with perfect divine abilities, as if he was sighing at the other party's fuss. He was even more interested in the actor on the stage, and was immediately disturbed by this movement and turned his head back.

But he looked at the stage and found with regret that it was about to end. He praised it twice lightly, put the gourd back to his waist, patted the dust on his sleeves, and even brushed away the fireworks on his body, smiling lightly at Li Li Zhouwei.

The next moment, the position was empty, where was there half a figure?

Li Li Zhouwei immediately shifted his gaze, and the table in the corner was also empty, even the wine was taken away, leaving only two slices of radish.

"Good!"

I don't know whose cheers broke the silence in the entire building. In an instant, the entire building turned from static to dynamic, the wine liquid suspended in the air fell back into the cup, the meat clamped on the chopsticks finally entered the mouth, and the endless noise roared!

"Good!"

The sound of copper coins rang out, and the people on the left and right began to go on stage to insert the head color. I don't know how long it took, people crowded the actor out, the noise subsided slightly, and the entire building suddenly dimmed.

But the man wearing scales at the highest point was still standing in place quietly. When everything dimmed, only those golden pupils were still flickering in the darkness, making people feel a cold chill.

The entire building went quiet, so quiet that no sound could be heard. The man in black came up from the steps, terrified, knelt down beside Li Li Zhouwei, and said respectfully:

"True Person..."

Li Li Zhouwei's expression could not be seen, but his speaking speed was much slower, and he said heavily:

"What play is this."

He opened his mouth, and Chen Yang buried his head lower:

"It is "Hating the Passing Water"..."

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