Chapter 119 Tongtian, Lao Xianyan Has It All (Asking for Monthly Tickets!)

That's why he met Dijiang.

If he had been a ancestor witch...

I'm afraid there would be no chance of a peaceful ending.

Of course, other ancestor witches would not have hidden themselves in the void to hurry on their way.

After all, not all ancestor witches are Dijiang.

Just like that, after a simple explanation, Dijiang didn't care.

"Please don't try out magic weapons in the territory of my witch clan." Dijiang said with a serious face:

"Such magic weapons have too much lethality. I'm afraid that others in my witch clan can't withstand it."

Yuanshi and Baichuan nodded together.

Before trying out the magic weapons, he had observed the situation. If there was no one, Yuanshi would not have fired.

After all...

It's probably difficult for the great witches to withstand the power of destruction.

"Don't worry, fellow Taoist, we will pay more attention." Baichuan smiled and bowed.

"Yes." Dijiang nodded, and then his figure disappeared into the void again.

After Dijiang left, Yuanshi and Baichuan also went back to the direction of the banquet.

At this time, Bai Ze was busy in the kitchen.

"This kind of kitchen utensils..."

Bai Ze had a bit of speechlessness in his eyes, and then he took out all the simple kitchen utensils he brought with him.

A hearty cooking started like this.

Cooking dragon meat is quite time-consuming.

Bai Ze took out the dragon bones, and the first thing he did was to make dragon bone soup.

Time passed slowly, and a hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.

Tongtian was already drunk, leaning on a chair, with one hand holding the fairy wine and pouring it into his mouth.

It is easy to digest wine, but...

Tongtian likes this feeling of floating.

Suddenly, Tongtian's eyes condensed, holding the sword in one hand, and leaped up.

The drunken state made Tongtian very proud.

"Wine in the cup, sword in hand."

Tongtian laughed a few times and danced with the sword in his hand.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes fell on Tongtian in the middle.

Yuanshi frowned slightly.

His third brother was about to make a fool of himself again.

"This fine wine is hard to come by, let's taste it together!"

Tongtian leaned on the sword with one hand and held the wine pot with the other hand, drawing a perfect arc and pouring all the wine into his mouth without leaking a drop.

Buzz~!

A sword sound passed by, and the sword in Tongtian's hand stabbed out.

The space in the middle was not small, enough for Tongtian to perform.

One sword, one person, and a pot of wine.

A sword dance!

Every movement of Tongtian seemed to come from the deepest thoughts in his heart.

Every sword was arbitrary.

But every sword seemed to contain the endless sword path.

Just by looking at it for a few times, a group of powerful clan leaders felt like they wanted to switch to sword practice.

This sword is very ornamental, and Tongtian's movements are very "beautiful".

Each sword seemed to be the embodiment of his will, elegant, agile, and casual.

He was full of passion and unrestrained.

There were also sword cultivators among the people present.

After seeing the sword of Tongtian, they all felt a sense of enlightenment!

Buzz~!

The last sword was thrust out, and the wine pot thrown into the void by Tongtian landed steadily in his other hand.

At this time, Tongtian's eyes were clear, without any turbidity from drunkenness.

"Good!"

Emperor Jun was the first to stand up and applauded:

"Tongtian Daoyou's sword should be the best in the prehistoric world!"

Emperor Jun took the lead, and in an instant, thunderous applause filled the cave.

Sword dance, considered dance and sword art.

Tongtian, who was the "Sword Ancestor" of the prehistoric world, even if he did not use any mana or the great way.

Even if every move was just like the ordinary realm.

But its ornamental value and practicality are still unconcealed.

"Hahahaha." Tongtian laughed a few times and clasped his hands together:

"It's just a few insights, sorry for the humiliation."

"If the Daoist's sword is humiliating, then how can others survive?" Di Jun said with a smile.

As he said that, Di Jun also winked at Taiyi.

Taiyi nodded, knowing it.

Don't suppress the atmosphere...

"That's right, Senior Tongtian's sword is really amazing!"

"Sword Ancestor, will you accept a disciple?"

"Get out of here, you're already in the state of Daluo, why do you still want to worship a master?"

"I can cut off my own Dao realm and rebuild the swordsmanship!"

Tongtian laughed a few times with a look of enjoyment on his face:

"Fellow Daoists, there is no need to do this. Everyone has his own Dao, and the most important thing is to suit oneself. Once you have entered the state of Daluo, you should move forward on your own Dao path. My sword is on the same road with you."

After Tongtian finished speaking, there was another thunderous applause.

The atmosphere was completely driven by Tongtian's sword dance.

Although it was lively at first, everyone was divided into groups and chatting about their own things.

Seeing this, Baichuan couldn't help but smile.

Sure enough, no matter what era it is, doing something is the easiest thing to create an atmosphere.

Gonggong frowned.

What's the secret of that sword?

Why can't he see it?

"Sister, his sword is very powerful?" Gonggong whispered to Houtu beside him.

"Yeah." Houtu blinked and nodded:

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian is the Supreme Purity of the Three Pure Ones, and is the incarnation of the Father God's Yuanshen. In fact, he is a brother and sister to us.

"Speaking of reputation, now in the prehistoric world, Fellow Daoist Tongtian is the first quasi-saint in Zixiao Palace, and is also the ancestor of the sword in the prehistoric world... Countless creatures want to watch his sword. "

"Are they the Three Pure Ones? "Gong Gong's eyes widened in disbelief.

No wonder he felt unhappy when he saw these three people.

So they were waiting here!

Gong Gong knew the Three Pure Ones, but he had never seen them.

The name of the Three Pure Ones is already quite famous in the prehistoric world today.

The authentic Pangu, the Three Pure Ones of Kunlun.

An old man, a middle-aged man, and a young man, the three traveled the prehistoric world, saving people from danger...

Of course, this is the version circulated in the prehistoric world.

Very good, the unhappy people got together!

Bai Ze, the Three Pure Ones.

Gonggong squinted his eyes like Ju Mang. Ju Mang was used to squinting his eyes when he was thinking about something, and Gonggong also learned it.

‘When should I flip the table? ’

‘When Bai Ze’s dish comes, I will say it’s not tasty, spit it out, and then flip the table...

‘Hmph! Bai Ze, you want to lead my sister astray. ’

Tongtian left the center, and Taiyi jumped up right after him.

“Tongtian Daoyou has a sword dance, and I will also show you a combat method that I practice every day.”

After Taiyi, Jinpeng came on stage and performed Peng You are too beautiful...

It is considered a forbidden dance in the Great Thousand World.

One after another, a group of Daluo clan leaders also participated in it.

Such a joyful atmosphere made the ‘socially anxious’ Nuwa very uncomfortable.

Although watching others work quickly, but...

“Sister, you also come in one!” Fuxi smiled:

“It’s the one we used in the Great Thousand World, and I will play it for you. "

"Goodbye, brother!" Nuwa grabbed Fuxi's sleeve with a pleading look, looking pitiful:

"I am the worst at this, I won't go!"

Just then, a space wave came, and a space crack opened behind Houtu and Gonggong.

Everyone was already looking over there.

I saw a thick arm stretched out from the crack.

Gonggong's pupils shrank immediately, not good!

Just when he was about to move, he found that the space had been reinforced so much that he couldn't move at all.

In the surprised eyes of the crowd, the arm dragged Gonggong into the space crack.

Then there was a burst of 'crackling' sounds...

"I told you to run around! I told you to run around!"

"You only know how to cause trouble for me every day!"

"You are still robbing?"

"Don't learn good things, learn bad things!"

"When did my Wu clan need to rob?"

"Don't! Big brother! Stop fighting! "

"Brother, stop it!"

Everyone present was frightened by these voices.

The oppression of Gonggong was still very strong.

He was serious, with a solemn face and a huge pressure...

But now...

Everyone could only pray that Gonggong was not dead, but it was not bad if he was dead.

Hou Tu pursed her lips and sat aside silently.

Brother, you shouldn't hit me.

After a while, two people came out of the space crack.

One was refreshed, and the other had a bruised face.

Emperor Jiang, Gonggong!

Emperor Jun narrowed his eyes slightly, stood up and bowed:

"Welcome fellow Daoist Dijiang."

'Gonggong calls me brother, Emperor Jiang of the Twelve Ancestral Witches...'

Emperor Jiang raised his eyebrows, then bowed:

"Hello fellow Daoist, my brother caused me a little trouble, I educated him, please don't blame me."

"It's okay, it's okay. "Emperor Jun smiled:

"Since you are here, it is fate. How about you join me in this banquet?"

"Yes!" Hongyun stood up with a smile:

"Meeting is fate. Please take a seat! Bai Ze is the chef of this banquet!"

Emperor Jiang scratched his head and then sat down next to Hou Tu.

Emperor Jiang was very interested in Bai Ze's dishes.

"Eh?"

Sitting down, Emperor Jiang looked forward.

"You two are here too?"

Bai Chuan, Yuan Shi.

"Hello, fellow Daoist. I didn't expect that we have such a deep fate." Bai Chuan suppressed the corners of his mouth that wanted to twitch and bowed with a smile.

This banquet was a gathering of the biggest protagonists for the next catastrophe in the prehistoric world.

"Are you the chief of the ancient witches?" Tongtian grabbed Emperor Jiang's shoulders from behind.

This move made Emperor Jiang slightly uncomfortable, but he still nodded:

"Not bad."

"Hahaha." Tongtian laughed a few times:

"I am Shangqing Tongtian!"

——

Time passed quickly, and the dishes were gone in a blink of an eye.

Each table was full, with at least thirty dishes.

Every dish, just looking at it, makes people drool.

In order to keep it fresh, Taiyi's Space-Time Avenue is attached to it, and the dishes are kept in the same way as they were at the time, and even the fragrance is covered up, so it cannot be smelled before the meal.

Slurp~ Gulp~

Since ten years ago, the sound of drooling and swallowing has never stopped.

This dish...

Most people have never even seen it.

Even Di Jun couldn't help but be shocked.

No wonder, no wonder Bai Ze is praised so magically.

Baichuan's mouth corners slightly raised.

The moment when his eldest brother showed his prowess in front of people.

"The last dish, dumplings."

Taiyi's voice sounded, and everyone looked at the dozens of plates behind Taiyi.

Although they didn't know what dumplings were, it didn't affect everyone's surprise.

I saw that the dumplings were placed on the plates like white jade pieces, and the plates were steadily placed in the center of each table, with hot steam rising from them.

The dishes are all ready.

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