Supreme Immortal Demon

It was four days later when I returned to Baiyujing.

"It feels like a lifetime ago." Li Quanfu sighed under the old tree in the backyard.

Four days later, Li Quanfu was still a little excited.

At first, Li Quanfu thought that the young man in front of him was just an outer disciple of the immortal family, and wanted to use him to get close to the immortal family.

Later, Luo Chuan broke the immortal family's judgment, helped Zhou Buchen to step into the immortal path, and let Li Quanfu recover his skills. Li Quanfu realized that the young man in front of him was not comparable to ordinary immortal disciples.

It was not until the trip to Wuhua City that Luo Chuan made friends with Sanren, became famous in Fengqi Hall, and was invited by two major immortal sects. Finally, he made a splash in the sea of ​​​​steles.

Li Quanfu's mind floated up the scene described by others: Luo Chuan stood on the top of the sea of ​​​​steles, hundreds of steles competed, and everyone looked up, and then he was calm and composed, with his hands behind his back, and floated down like a leisurely stroll in the garden, with a full immortal demeanor.

The more Li Quanfu thought about it, the more excited he became. He had no idea that Luo Chuan was in a good mood at the time. He was jumping and humming a little tune, strolling down without any style.

Thinking of the tombstones full of skills and methods, Li Quanfu's heart was bleeding.

Li Quanfu could understand that Luo Chuan concealed his identity and returned to Baiyujing in a low-key manner. But he didn't understand why Luo Chuan ignored the tombstone method and smiled as he watched the tombstone being divided up by the Tiannan Immortal Sect.

This made Luo Chuan's image in his mind even more mysterious.

"Leaving the tombstones of the ninety-six strong men, let the Tiannan sect fight for their heads. Soon, the skills and methods on the tombstones will become the unique skills of each sect... However, the tombstone owners are just defeated by the Nine Dragon Lord, and it is easy to break those methods. He is worthy of being a generation of heroes. With this method, even if his cultivation level is greatly reduced, he can easily conquer the Tiannan Immortal Dao world." Luo Chuan thought silently under the old tree.

The methods on the tombstone are treasures in the eyes of others, but in Luo Chuan's eyes, they are no different from garbage. Although they are all famous strong men in the history of Tiannan, none of them can defeat Jiulong Jun in three moves. Luo Chuan, who possesses all the methods of Jiulong Jun, naturally looks down on them.

The true energy probed into the storage ring. Among a pile of Yin coins and a handful of elixirs and magic tools bought from Wuhua City, the black wooden tablet stood alone, with circles of mysterious patterns engraved on the surface of the tablet.

"This is the real treasure. I don't know when I can find out the truth." Luo Chuan grabbed the black wooden tablet and turned it over and over. Except for the circles of mysterious patterns, there was nothing special about it.

"A big killer against the saints? How to use it? Can this wooden tablet kill them?"

Who died? Li Quanfu pricked up his ears, bent down, and eavesdropped furtively.

"Little Li." Luo Chuan suddenly shouted.

"Here!" Li Quanfu stepped forward happily.

Bang!

Before Li Quanfu's smile was fully bloomed, a black wooden tablet hit his left cheek, leaving two black lines.

"Is everything okay?" Luo Chuan murmured.

Li Quanfu opened his mouth wide, cold sweat dripping.

Seeing Lu Ping sneer at the side, Li Quanfu was extremely depressed, knowing that his previous behavior was too obscene, and he dared not eavesdrop again.

After hesitating for a moment, Li Quanfu whispered: "The seniors of Nansun and Beiwu have taken good care of us. I'm afraid it's not appropriate for us to leave without saying goodbye."

"The seniors are enthusiastic. Knowing that I will return to Beijing, they will definitely accompany me. Although they have high skills, they are just secular people. It would be unwise to make enemies with the immortals of Gu Yue Mountain because of me. Besides, I'm leaving now." Luo Chuan said, but he was thinking about Zhuang Biye and his son.

Little Zhuang Zhou was found to be a mysterious body, so for safety reasons, Zhuang Biye took him away to avoid disaster. Before leaving, Zhuang Biye specifically took care of him, and if he was in danger, he would come anyway if he used the short gun. Luo Chuan knew that with his performance in the sea of ​​​​steles, Lu Fanshuang would not act rashly for at least a long time.

As for the old man Tiancan, he had been pestering Luo Chuan for four days. In the end, thanks to Li Quanfu's clever plan, Luo Chuan got away.

"Young master, I believe that the seniors can understand your hard work." Li Quanfu sighed.

At this time, the bell rang from the center of Baiyujing.

Today is not a festival ceremony. Unless it is a big happy event, the bell will never ring.

"The birthday banquet has begun." Luo Fu walked into the courtyard.

"To show his grace, Tang Jun specially held a birthday banquet for the old lady in the palace. In addition to the Tang emperor and his ministers, the heads of various aristocratic families, the eight great masters, and the immortals of Gu Yue Mountain attended the birthday banquet."

Back in Baiyujing, Luo Fu resumed her usual dressing style, with a light cloak, soft armor and high boots, which set off her proud figure and heroic spirit. After successfully building the foundation, her temperament became more charming and she looked much younger, with a radiant and moving luster like a 28-year-old girl.

"Oh? So grand." Luo Chuan smiled.

Li Quanfu and Lu Ping also laughed. The trip to Wuhua City raised everyone's horizons to an unprecedented level. Now, when looking at the eight masters, the immortals of Gu Yue Mountain no longer look up to them.

"By the way, I remember that the people of Gu Yue Mountain are still in Wuhua City. Most of their disciples of Beihai Wudao died. What about those in the palace?" Luo Chuan asked.

"It is said that this time the Gu Yue Mountain downhill trial is divided into two groups. One group will participate in Beihai Wudao, led by the sect master himself. The other group will stay in Baiyujing, led by the son of the deputy sect master." Luo Fu's eyes flashed coldly: "Luo Jiang thought that he had the support of Gu Yue Mountain, and he was sure to win."

"Let's go." Luo Chuan walked out of the backyard first.

Not long after the few people left, a group of uninvited guests appeared in the backyard of the secondary mansion. Some of them stepped on the sky crane, and some were wrapped in a group of sword light, revealing an unfathomable aura from time to time. If Luo Chuan was still there, he would definitely feel familiar.

"Friend Wang is here too."

"Oh? It's Friend Li, are you here to see Master Chuan too?"

"Thanks to Master Chuan, my Tanhu Cave Mansion has also gained a sixth-grade middle-level tombstone sea method."

"Haha, Master Chuan is really just in time. If it weren't for the Tianhua Palace's later letter, saying that there was a prophecy that the day for the tombstone sea to be cracked was this year, I would have thought that Master Chuan was the reincarnation of an immortal."

"Even if he uses the heavenly secrets to crack the tombstone sea, Master Chuan has a promising future, and his talent, understanding, and state of mind are first-class. It will always be helpful to make a good relationship with him today."

All the elders present were from the eighth-grade sects, and they were qualified to be assigned the tombstone method.

During the few days in Wuhua City, they were busy fighting for the tombstone. When they remembered Luo Chuan, he was gone.

"Where could he go?"

"Let's look for him separately. Baiyujing is so small."

Streams of light rose from the backyard and flew to all directions of Baiyujing.

In the center of Baiyujing City is the Tang Palace with a history of nearly a thousand years. Legend has it that this palace was built by Li Xuangan, a founding father. It is in line with the time and the ground.

The luxurious main hall was already full of people who came to attend the birthday banquet.

The Tang King had not appeared yet, and the civil and military officials of the Tang State, the heads of the aristocratic families, and a group of young children had not taken their seats. From time to time, they glanced at the top of the hall with admiration on their faces.

At the banquet on the left side of the top, the immortals sat upright. The young immortals from Gu Yue Mountain were in the lead, followed by three immortal sects invited by Gu Yue Mountain.

On the right side of the upper seat are the national players. The old lady of the Luo family is the birthday girl today, sitting in the first place among the national players. In addition to the old lady of Luo, there is another person who is particularly eye-catching, and he is Zhou Buchen, who is sitting at the last seat. In less than a month, Zhou Buchen broke through the fourth stage of foundation building, and his skills reached the level of a free man, joining the ranks of national players, adding a lot to the story of Tang Chuanqi.

Among the seated immortals, Zhou Buchen is undoubtedly the most leisurely one. Before the birthday banquet started, he already held the wine cup and drank by himself.

It seems that he has not been back to the Tang Palace for many years.

After another glass of wine, Zhou Buchen's eyes showed a complicated look.

He did not expect that the birthday banquet would be held in the Tang Palace. If he had known it a month ago, he would never come. But a month later, he has set foot on the immortal path. Looking back, the struggles in the world and the grievances with the Tang King are like passing clouds, thrown behind him.

However, before leaving the Tang Dynasty and joining the Taoist sect, he still had one thing on his mind.

"Mr. Chuan, it's so hard to find you."

Zhou Buchen drank with regret. In this month, he almost searched the entire Baiyujing, but couldn't find any trace of Mr. Chuan, as if there had never been such a person.

The more so, the more curious Zhou Buchen was. But there was not much time left for him, and he knew in his heart that his days in the world were running out.

"If you don't show up again, I'll leave." Zhou Buchen sighed lightly, and for a moment, he felt that the wine in the jade cup was tasteless.

In front of the Jinluan Palace, on the jade steps of the main hall, Luo Jiang, wearing a gorgeous robe with a skylark embroidery, stood out among many aristocratic children. Whether in appearance, family background or cultivation, he was superior to those around him. With a humble smile on his handsome face, people would have a good impression at first sight.

As his eyes turned to Zhou Buchen, who was sitting at the top of the table, Luo Jiang's eyes flashed with a hint of hidden jealousy.

Although today was the birthday banquet of the old lady, in Luo Jiang's mind, today was his big day. As early as a month or two ago, Luo Jiang began to look forward to making a splash at the birthday banquet of the old lady, gaining the favor of the immortals of Gu Yue Mountain, and stepping into the immortal path in front of the emperor, ministers and people of the Tang Dynasty, becoming a new legend of the Tang Dynasty.

But who would have thought that Zhou Buchen would turn his luck around and step into the immortal path in one fell swoop, continuing his Tang legend and also taking away the limelight that should have belonged to Luo Jiang.

From a month ago, people talked about Gu Yue Mountain and Luo Jiang, to this month, Bai Yujing and the people were only talking about the Tang legend Zhou Buchen, and the unfounded Mr. Chuan, as if they had forgotten Luo Jiang.

Looking at the outstanding, arrogant and unruly Zhou Buchen, Luo Jiang became more and more annoyed, but the smile on his face did not change at all, looking like a modest young man.

Withdrawing his gaze from Zhou Buchen, Luo Jiang looked at the graceful and attractive figure not far away.

"Bai Yiqing..." Luo Jiang's belly was full of evil fire, and his mood was slightly better.

He had coveted this wonderful sister-in-law for a long time, but on the one hand, he was concerned about the old lady and the Bashu Bai family, and on the other hand, in order to maintain his reputation, he had to endure it, and even reluctantly gave up and offered Bai Yiqing to the immortal family of Gu Yue Mountain. More than a month ago, when he watched the immortal family of Gu Yue Mountain push Bai Yiqing to the ground and ride on her, Luo Jiang's heart was hot and itchy, and he only hated that he could not replace her.

However, as long as he could worship Gu Yue Mountain and set foot on the immortal path, then he would have no scruples. Neither the old lady nor the Bashu Bai family would pose a threat to him.

Thinking that the usually pure and unattainable young lady would soon become his forbidden fruit, and he could play with her day and night in various postures, Luo Jiang was in a good mood.

As for the three disciples who died mysteriously, Luo Jiang had his suspicions and spent a lot of energy to investigate. But at the moment, he was only thinking about joining Lonely Moon Mountain, and other things were no longer important to him.