In the world of cultivating immortals, people can have a 50/50 relationship with anyone

After Tang Yuqing finished speaking.

Guan Chenyang, Lu Buku, and Yan Huai seemed to have come back to their senses and looked at Li Zhoujun, who seemed to be in pain but had a ruddy face.

"He...he is not pretending to be poisoned, right?" Lu Buku swallowed.

"Impossible. If he drinks this poisonous wine the way he does, even a master at the seventh level of the Enlightenment Realm will die. Only a master at the ninth level of the Enlightenment Realm can ignore this poison. He can't be at the eighth level of the Enlightenment Realm, right?!"

Yan Huai suppressed his suspicion and stared at Li Zhoujun, "If he is really at the eighth level of the Enlightenment Realm, he should be able to tell at a glance that the wine is poisonous. Why would he waste his time with us?"

Guan Chenyang nodded: "Junior Brother Yan Huai's words make sense."

whoosh-

At this moment, a slight sound of breaking through the air was heard, followed by a "puff" sound. Lu Buku suddenly widened his eyes and covered his neck. The next moment, blood gushed out from between his fingers.

The sudden scene made everyone present stunned for a moment.

whoosh-

At this moment, another sound of breaking through the air was heard, and a cold light stabbed towards Guan Chenyang's neck.

But Guan Chenyang seemed to have anticipated this. He moved to the side, raised his hand, stretched out two fingers, and caught the cold light. Everyone looked closely and found that the cold light was a tiny silver needle.

"Senior Brother, the needle is poisonous. If you touch it, you will die!" Tang Yuqing shouted hurriedly.

Guan Chenyang's face turned grim, and he raised his other hand to cut off the hand holding the silver needle along with the upper arm.

Then, blood and flesh intertwined at the severed arm, and a new arm without a sleeve quickly reappeared.

Regenerating severed limbs is not difficult for a cultivator at the stage of enlightenment.

"Lu Bu was so miserable. His neck was pierced by a silver needle. He died in the same way as Junior Sister Tian who died on the roadside earlier!"

Yan Huai then looked at Lu Buku, who was lying on the ground with wide eyes and purple lips, and said with a gloomy expression.

Guan Chenyang's face was grim: "The people who asked us to hunt down Jiang Yixian from Jianxue Mountain didn't tell us that Jiang Yixian would be able to hide his sneak attack method like this!"

Whoosh whoosh—

At this moment, countless silver needles shot out from the darkness, like a rainstorm of pear blossoms, covering Guan Chenyang, Tang Yuqing and Yan Huai.

"Little tricks!"

Guan Chenguang snorted coldly, and his sleeveless arm shook, and a spear appeared in his hand. As the spear danced, all the silver needles that were shooting at him like a rain of pear blossoms were blocked by him.

"I'll find her location!" Yan Huai snorted coldly, and black mist spread out from his body. Wherever the black mist passed, trees withered and flowers and plants died.

Tang Yuqing stood beside Yan Huai, looking around Xi Zhou with great vigilance.

[Ding: How dare these people poison the host?

Can this be tolerated?

The system issued a task, requiring Guan Chenyang and his group of five to kill the remaining three people alive!

Mission accomplished, the host's cultivation has broken through to the first level of the Dao Realm! 】

At this moment, the system issued a task to Li Zhoujun.

Li Zhoujun smiled slightly, and in a flash, a huge chessboard appeared, trapping Guan Chenyang, Tang Yuqing, and Yan Huai.

On the chessboard, Guan Chenyang, Tang Yuqing and Yan Huai felt that their movements became slower. They looked in shock at Li Zhoujun who seemed to be seriously ill.

At this time, Li Zhoujun was standing there, with his hands behind his back, his green shirt fluttering in the wind. He looked like a banished immortal from the world, untouched by the mundane world.

"This person is indeed not poisoned!" There was despair in Guan Chenyang's eyes.

"He's fine after drinking so much alcohol, and he was able to trap us. Could he really be a powerful cultivator at the eighth level of the Dao Enlightenment Realm?!" Tang Yuqing felt as if the sky was falling.

Yan Huai also almost fainted on the spot.

If they were facing someone who secretly attacked them with silver needles, they could still remain calm, but when they saw Li Zhoujun drinking so much poisonous wine and still standing there intact, they were really panicked.

This is more than just hitting a wall.

This Jian Shou kicked the tiger's butt!

It would be fine if Li Zhoujun could stand there calmly after drinking so much poisonous wine, but he was also able to use some means to trap them all. If he didn't have the strength of the eighth level of the Dao Realm, they would not believe it even if you beat them to death!

Just as Guan Chenyang, Tang Yuqing and Yan Huai were suddenly trapped by Li Zhoujun, they were all shocked.

Whoosh whoosh—

Three silver needles flew out from the void and headed towards the throats of Guan Chenyang and the other two who were trapped on the chessboard by Li Zhoujun. They were so fast that they seemed to have turned into tiny silver lightning.

Seeing this, Guan Chenyang, Tang Yuqing and Yan Huai wanted to resist the silver needles, but Li Zhoujun's chessboard restricted their movements, making their movements slow, so they had no way to resist the three silver needles coming towards them.

At this moment, the eyes of Guan Chenyang, Tang Yuqing and Yan Huai were all filled with fear and despair, but because of the existence of the chessboard, they even became slow in speaking.

As a result, Guan Chenyang, Tang Yuqing and Yan Huai didn't even have time to scream before the silver needles pierced their throats. They fell to the ground with their eyes gradually losing their luster.

Seeing that the three were dead, Li Zhoujun waved his hand and dispersed the phantom of the chessboard. At the same time, Li Zhoujun's cultivation reached the first level of enlightenment.

"I am Jiang Yixian, thank you for your help, Senior!"

At this moment, a woman dressed in a white gown, whose beauty could not be concealed, walked out from the void and bowed to Li Zhoujun.

It was obvious that the silver needle was made by him.

Li Zhoujun took a look at the woman named Jiang Yixian and said with a smile, "Your silver needle skills are quite good."

"Senior, you are too kind." Jiang Yixian said, "These three people have long been prepared for my methods. If you hadn't trapped them, they would have found me and killed me together, let alone killing them."

"I'm not a senior." Li Zhoujun said with a smile.

"Senior is joking."

Jiang Yixian said sincerely, "When I lurked here, I found that Senior had been drinking cup after cup of the poisoned wine that these five people brought. I know that their poisoned wine can kill a cultivator at the sixth level of the Enlightenment Realm. It should be a treasure bestowed by their sect. Senior drank so much but was fine, which means that Senior is at least a great cultivator at the eighth level of the Enlightenment Realm!"

Li Zhoujun smiled and said, "Okay, let's just say goodbye now."

After saying that, Li Zhoujun walked forward and continued on his way.

Jiang Yixian looked at Li Zhoujun's back as he left and bowed deeply.

Li Zhoujun didn't know how long he had been walking.

Came to the edge of a lake.

There is a small stone pavilion by the lake.

In the stone pavilion, there were two old men with sage-like looks playing Go against each other. One of them was wearing a gray robe and the other a brown robe.

Li Zhoujun became interested and walked aside to watch.

As the saying goes, a true gentleman watches chess without saying a word. Li Zhoujun just watched from the side without saying a word.

Seeing this, the two old men with immortal looks did not care about Li Zhoujun's appearance, but were immersed in the game with their opponents.