The military off-road vehicle has excellent performance. Li Chen directly stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and drifted the tail belt all the way. It took a thousand miles from Yanshan to Donghua, but it was only three hours before it was all completed.

Li Chen originally wanted to go back to the city to see Aunt Tang and the others, but he was worried that he would cause them trouble again, so he forced this idea to suppress it. With Lian Hongshang, he headed straight to Yunwushan Villa.

When he was about to reach the top, Li Chen suddenly stopped.

Lian Hongshang was surprised and asked, "What's wrong?"

Li Chen pondered for a moment and said, "There is someone inside?"

Lian Hongshang was alert and subconsciously held the hilt of the sword tightly: "Someone knows we're back?"

Li Chen shook his head and said, "It's not the enemy, it's a girl!"

Lian Hongshang blinked and asked tentatively: "Is it Ye Chuxue?"

"It's not her, it seems to be Mo Xi!"

Lian Hongshang was a little surprised: "Mo Xi? Who is this?"

"A friend!"

Li Chen replied casually and walked quickly inside.

Lian Hongshang pouted, looked at the villa in front of her, and muttered sourly: "Hmph, I know that the golden house is full of beauty!"

When Mo Xi saw Li Chen suddenly come back, he was immediately surprised.

"Li, Li, Li Chen, why are you back?"

Li Chen looked around, shrugged and said, "This is my home, why can't I come back?"

Mo Xi's face was a little hot, and she said whispered: "I just happened to pass by and came over to take a look, there was no other meaning!"

While talking, she looked at her eyes from the corner of her eyes. Lian Hongshang, who was standing at the door, had already embarrassing face, became even hotter.

"I have nothing to do, so I'll go back first!"

After saying that, Mo Xi lowered his head and hurriedly walked out.

However, as she had just taken two steps, Li Chen's voice suddenly became solemn.

"You can't go back!"

Hearing this sentence, Mo Xi suddenly felt a "kick" in his heart. He couldn't go back anymore. What did he mean?

Just as Mo Xi was thinking, Li Chen suddenly stepped forward and pulled her over very arrogantly.

Mo Xi's head buzzed and it was completely blank. At this time, she couldn't understand what Li Chen wanted to do?

Out of instinct, she wrapped her hands around her chest and said whispering: "Li, Li, Li Chen, what are you going to do?"

However, Li Chen ignored him, but his eyes were bright and stared at the tumbling sea of ​​clouds.

"Since you've all come, why hide again?"

Mo Xi looked shocked, not sure what Li Chen was doing?

Although Lian Hongshang does not have as strong sensing ability as Li Chen, he can vaguely feel a strong enemy chasing him.

Seeing Mo Xi’s pretty face nervous and her eyes were blank, she whispered: “Someone is coming, there will definitely be a fierce fight later. If you find an opportunity, run down the mountain!”

Mo Xi opened her mouth wide in shock: "Ah?"

At this moment, the tumbling sea of ​​clouds automatically retreated to the left and right, reflecting five figures. Four men and one woman, each of them, were like gods in the sky, floating on the white clouds by the void and controlling the wind.

These people have a momentum like the water of the Nine-Curve Yellow River. Their aura is majestic. The weakest one is actually in the late stage of the god level. The strongest one already has a golden elixir outline in his body and is a semi-golden elixir powerhouse.

Seeing this lineup, Li Chen's face couldn't help but change.

An old man wearing a shabby Taoist robe and a young face came forward and folded his hands at Li Chen.

"Immortal Heavenly Lord, I have seen fellow Taoist Li!"

His feet were slightly lame. He was not Zhang Sanfeng's disciple, the lame Taoist, who was he?

It is said that this person was born in the Ming Dynasty and grew up in the Qing Dynasty. Emperor Qianlong wanted him to serve the Qing Dynasty, but the lame Taoist refused to follow him. Qianlong was furious and sent an army of 100,000 to surround Wudang Mountain.

The lame Taoist fought fiercely with the top ten masters of the Qing Dynasty, although they were all repelled. However, they were also limping and had not yet recovered.

It was also since that battle that he had completely retired and never asked about the world again. Unexpectedly, he could not resist the temptation of immortality and was born again.

Li Chen nodded slightly, as a gift for returning. He had heard about the master's high ritual for a long time, but he had never had the chance to meet him. When he saw him today, he realized that the rumors in the world were all false words.

The lame Taoist was ridiculed by Li Chen. He knew that he was in the wrong and did not make any excuses. He then put his hands together and recited: "The Emperor Wuliang Heavenly Lord!"

"Namo Amitabha, I am Pukong, I have met Master Li!"

After the Pozu Taoist, the second person who came forward to pray was a great monk. He was wearing a yellow monk's robe and a string of golden Buddhist beads hanging around his neck. His whole face shone brightly, as if there was a flowing light of treasure.

Vajra Temple is the largest sect in the Western Regions, and is collectively known as the three pillars of Chinese Buddhism, Shaolin Temple in the Central Plains and the Puda Heavenly Palace in Qinghai and Tibetan Buddhism.

Li Chen sneered in a flash and replied to the Buddha's words: "Shariputra, emptiness is color, color is emptiness. The master's Dharma name is universal emptiness, but his heart is not empty at all!"

After saying that, he ignored Pukong and turned to the Buda Heavenly Palace, which was also connected to the same branch as the Vajra Temple, and the Pudar Wheel Dharma King.

"I think this master is planning so in my heart, right?"

The Palismanian Dharma King did not answer, but folded his hands together and lowered his head to recite the Buddha's name silently: "Amitabha!"

"Master Li Xian, hand over the immortal card, we will never make things difficult for you!"

The person who spoke this time was a middle-aged woman in a moon-white robe. There was a mark of Emei's golden top in her eyebrows. She was not the head teacher Tianjue of Emei, so who was she?

"Why are you talking so much nonsense with him? Let's go together, kill Master Li and seize the immortal card!"

The last person to speak was Zhuo Yidao, the first swordsman in the Republic of China. He was violent and once swept the world with a crazy knife.

It is said that this person's attainment in swords has reached the peak. In order to seek breakthroughs, he has been away from Mobei since the 1950s and devoted himself to practicing swords.

The indigenous people in the north of the Mobei can see him every day, standing in the scorching desert, waving his sword at the sun.

He waved from sunrise to sunset, without stopping in the middle, without eating or drinking water. He persisted for sixty years all year round.

Lian Hongshang saw Zhuo Yidao step forward and held the hilt tightly. The eyes of both sides met, and immediately became tense.

Seeing this scene, the lame Taoist stepped forward and folded his hands together: "Wuliang Tianzun, Master Li Xian, I know that you already have two immortal cards in your hand. As long as you give one, I will leave now and I will never make things difficult for you!"

Li Chen's eyes swept across the five of them one by one, and with a playful smile, he asked, "Oh, but there are five people here, and there is only one immortal card. If I give it up, I don't know who to give it to?"

When they heard Li Chen's words, the lame Taoist, Tianjue Shi Tai and others were all stunned. Before they came, they had never thought about this problem.

Zhuo Yidao was worried that they would fall into Li Chen's plan of separation, so he put on an aggressive attitude and shouted loudly:

"Master Li Xian, this is our business, so you won't have to worry about it. Give me a good word, should you give me this immortal card or not?"
Chapter completed!