Lu Qingshu stared at the beggar Taoist, remembering the other person's appearance in his mind, but he was unwilling to open his mouth.

At this moment, he suddenly felt goose bumps all over his body, and a chill rushed straight from the soles of his feet to the sky spirit cover.

Without hesitation, he immediately opened his mouth, drank the cup of tea expressionlessly, and then looked at Mr. Xun:

"I've drunk the tea, is that OK?"

In his opinion, it was enough for the other party to humiliate a scattered immortal like this, and it was impossible for the next move.

"I don't think you're willing to drink it? Why? The tea here is bad and has treated you badly?"

Mr. Xun said lightly.

Lu Qingshu's expression changed slightly and he whispered: "It's not the case. The tea here... is indeed good tea."

Everyone looked strange, and they didn't expect that one day they would see a scattered immortal sword cultivator who was treated like this.

It was as if the scene in front of me was fake, but today, this was indeed happening.

The sword cultivators present were angry and angry in their eyes. This scene touched their heartstrings for many years and evoked memories of the past, as if they were back to the Prisoner and were looked down upon by the orthodox monks.

"Oh? Do you think it's a good tea?"

Old Xun's eyes lit up and he immediately withdrew the Heixuan Dingtian Banner, "Please take your seat, drink it well for a few days, and taste it."

“…”

Lu Qingshu looked at Mr. Xun for a moment and was silent for a while. Finally, he looked at Li Changsheng with a sharp gaze, and then slowly walked to the tea table and sat down.

"What are you still standing? Is it fun to have friends coming from afar? As an old man here, entertain this friend more for me."

Mr. Xun looked at Zhou Bufan and others.

Zhou Bufan and others trembled all over and sat back with bloodless faces.

Seeing that Lu Qingshu did not choose to resist, he chose the same path as Zhou Bufan and others. The sword cultivator present was mixed and didn't know what to say.

"You three... come down to have a drink, right?"

Mr. Xun's eyes fell on Ouyang Xuanzhen and the other two.

The three of them trembled.

Long Zun bowed and said, "Old man, I won't drink this tea anymore. I'm here today, just want to see if there is any place to help.

After all, we are all Taoist monks.”

After saying that, he turned into a stream of light and landed near the Xianyue King and others, looking like he was advancing and retreating with the Three Thousand Sects, living and dying together.

The same is true for the Immortal King of Gu Xi.

However, when Ouyang Xuanzhen was planning to follow the example, she was pulled to Lu Qingshu by a force. After reacting, she had already taken her seat and a cup of hot tea was placed in front of her.

"Mr., are you!?"

Ouyang Xuan was really stunned.

"I heard you are very enthusiastic about leading the way for them? Since you are so enthusiastic, Sanqiandaomen is not a person who is not polite. Naturally, you have to give back to you enthusiastically. Drink, don't be polite."

Mr. Xun smiled faintly.

Ouyang Xuanzhen's face turned blue and white, she stared at the tea cup in front of her, and glanced at the figures in the void.

Li Changsheng and others are fine, they are not from Central China, but those immortal kings of the Incense Sect and the Jingxian Sect...

Everyone is familiar with each other. If he drinks this cup of tea today, the stains on his body will never be washed away.

"Drink."

Lu Qingshu glanced at Ouyang Xuanzhen, suddenly raised his glass and signaled him, and then drank it all in one gulp.

A trace of despair flashed in Ouyang Xuanzhen's eyes, and he slowly raised the teacup in his hand and sent it to his mouth.

"After today, I see if these guys dare to come to the Three Thousand Doors to be presumptuous."

Master Li looked at the scene in front of him with a smile.

"By the way, you rushed to the Three Thousand Gate this time, what's wrong?"

Mr. Xun's eyes suddenly fell on Li Changsheng.

Li Changsheng thought for a while and said, "We just came here and took a look. Something happened to Fang Chen in the Prisoner Land. I want to see if he has returned here."

"He said something happened to the ancestor?"

The monks from the Three Thousand Daomen Sects looked at each other. The ancestor had not returned here a long time ago, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with him.

They subconsciously looked behind them, and they saw Fang Chen walking out of the crowd, coming to Mr. Xun, and hugging Li Changsheng with a smile:

"Old Ancestor Li, I've been lucky enough to return here, but I've made you worry."

“…”

Li Changsheng looked at Fang Chen with his eyes flashing a little.

A killing intention flashed in Lu Qingshu's eyes, and the teacup in his hand was crushed by it.

"What? The tea is not good? Put a tea jar on him."

Old Xun glared at his eyes.

A teapot immediately came to Lu Qingshu. When he saw this scene, his face was gloomy for a while before he calmed down his anger and suppressed the urge to take action.

The Xianyue King's eyes fell on Fang Chen, and knew that it was not the occasion for conversation, so he didn't speak.

"It's fine if you're fine. I'm afraid there will be something wrong with you, so the old man will ask me for a crime."

Li Changsheng smiled.

The two sides were in a stalemate, and more than ten days passed in a blink of an eye.

As long as Mr. Xun didn't speak, no one present could leave.

Xu Qingsong and others finally arrived one after another.

"That's not..."

The monks from the Dayan Taoist Sect were stunned. They came in a hurry, but saw their ancestors sitting together with Zhou Bufan and others drinking tea!?

They knew what this tea was! When they saw this scene, their expressions changed.

Xu Qingsong was a little disbelief. He thought he would see the scene of three thousand gates being pushed horizontally, but he never thought that he would see this scene.

He still remembers what is in the teacup!

"The ancestor is indeed here..."

Hua Miaoqing and others stood in the distance without getting close. They watched Mr. Xun sit in front of a group of strong men from afar, with a leisurely expression and breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

"Fang Chen is here too."

Everyone saw Fang Chen at a glance and his expression moved slightly.

After the Lixiao incident, they already suspected that Fang Chen was Mr. Fang from Huangyuan, and now they were in a complicated mood when they saw him again.

"It's obviously a desperate situation, why is this result..."

Xu Qingsong clenched his fists and stared at Fang Chen.

After Xu Sijiu noticed this scene, he sent a message: "Don't be angry, I should act low-key now and slowly take action."

"My father is right."

Xu Qingsong quickly adjusted his mentality, stood silently among the crowd, and did not dare to show up.

"Old man, it's getting late, I think... I'll just let it go this time?"

Li Changsheng spoke again.

"Too."

Mr. Xun nodded gently: "I have been entertaining you for so many days and have delayed some practice. Let's stop here. You can walk slowly and not send you off."

Lu Qingshu stood up and left without saying a word, without even waiting for Li Changsheng and others.

Seeing this, Li Changsheng hugged his fists and followed him with a group of sword cultivators.

"Old Xun, here..."

Ouyang Xuanzhen wiped the corner of her mouth with her sleeve robe, looked at Mr. Xun, and a forced smile appeared on her face.

"Get out too."

Mr. Xun laughed and scolded.

"yes."

Ouyang Xuanzhen nodded and left immediately.

When he left, the monks from the Dayan Taoist Sect naturally left.
Chapter completed!