At this moment, Li Xiao Yao was raging in a restaurant.
"Is the wine here still wine? Why does it taste like cat urine? And you say it's the best wine?”
"Sir, this is really the best wine in our restaurant. We're a century-old restaurant and we don't cheat the old or the young.”The waiter also said innocently,
"Then do you know where there is good wine? At the very least, it has to be better than you."
"The wine in our restaurant is already the best wine in a hundred miles. If you want better wine, you can only go to the palace.”
"That's right. Why didn't I think of going to the palace?”Li Xiao Yao threw down the silver to pay the bill and swaggered out of the restaurant.
That night, in the wine cellar of the palace, Li Xiaoyao was secretly drinking the Emperor's wine cellar. He had finished all the wine that Ni Mantian had prepared for him in the past few days, and his mouth had also become a bit swollen. Then, no matter how much he drank, he couldn't feel good. He couldn't hold it in.
However, this old emperor's cellar was still alright. It was barely edible.
When he filled the wine jug, left the wine cellar, and jumped into the palace, he was about to leave. Suddenly, he heard some movement from the side palace not far away. He was feeling bored and had no place to have fun, so he followed the sound.
"Second Prince, my magic power is limited. After I finish my cultivation this time, I will have to rest. After that, he would need to consume a large amount of medicinal herbs every day for 49 days before he could recover.”
"Alright, give it a try first. If it really has such great power, I'll agree to any conditions you need.”
"Alright, Second Prince, stand further away. This old Daoist's magic power is not strong, and I'm afraid that the flying sword will hurt you.”
Hearing this, Li Xiao Yao immediately found it interesting. He quickly removed the roof tiles and looked down.
He saw a pale old man in a Daoist robe directing a wooden sword to fly around.
Li Xiaoyao felt strange. In his divine sense, this old man had no magic power at all. It was just that his blood essence was sufficient, so how could he control a sword? Could it be that there was a special cultivation technique? This time, his interest was piqued.
However, when he focused his gaze, he realized that this old man was a liar. This was because he had hung the flying swords on the pillars of the room with fine heavenly silk, and then used the mechanism technique to control the flying swords. If not for someone watching closely, they would definitely have discovered it. No wonder the old man did not allow anyone to approach him earlier.
In the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the old Daoist pretended to be a little weak. The flying sword flew slowly and finally landed in his hand. Then, he made a sword gesture and bowed with one hand.
Li Xiaoyao was surprised. This old Daoist was really talented, and he was very experienced in pretending.
"Because this thousand-year-old peach wood sword lacks magic power, and I don't have any talent, I can only blame myself for not learning well. I can see that the Second Prince's bones are quite amazing, and he does have the talent to cultivate immortality. If you give him a generous gift, there will definitely be an immortal sect that will accept him.”The old Daoist stroked his beard with one hand.
"Taoist priest, is this true? Ever since I was young, I had yearned to cultivate immortality. I yearned to be able to ride a sword and fly like in the books.”The Second Prince was excited, as if he was still fantasizing that he could really cultivate. He said incoherently.
"What kind of gifts do you need?”
"It's just sword riding. It's nothing more than a sword or something. When the time comes, we can invite a witness and ask the witness to present the gift.”The old Taoist priest had a mysterious look on his face as he looked at the sword hanging by the Second Prince's waist with red eyes.
"May I ask which sect you are from? I have a sword given to me by my father.”The Second Prince took off his sword and handed it to the old Daoist.
"I am a disciple of Mount Shu. Yes, yes, this sword is barely feasible, but it would be more appropriate to add some gold, silver, and jewelry. After all, we need these common items to arrange it.”There was greed in the old Daoist's eyes.
On the roof, Li Xiao Yao was stunned when he heard this. Someone was actually impersonating the name of Mount Shu.
"That's right, that's right. I'll give you five thousand taels of gold later.”
"Five thousand taels is not a small gift. It should be able to fulfill the second prince's wish.”After saying that, the Taoist priest was about to take the sword.
"F * ck, Life Compassion Sword." When Li Xiaoyao saw this sword, he was instantly excited. Wasn't this the Sword of Compassion of Death, one of the Ten Directions Divine Artifacts? Why would he appear here? Could it be that this kid was Meng Xuanlang? Did he not stay for long?
This sound had already exposed his position. The old Taoist was so frightened by this sound that he stopped. The sword that he was about to accept was held in Meng Xuanlang's hand. He shouted,
"Which friend is up there? I'm the Second Prince of Western Shu, Meng Xuanlang.”
Li Xiaoyao descended from the roof to the gate. He walked in and waved his hand. The Sword of Compassion flew out of Meng Xuanlang's hand and flew toward him.
"It really is the Sword of Compassion." With a casual wave of his hand, the sword Qi dispersed.
" This, this..." The old Daoist was a little incoherent. He knew that this fraud had been discovered and was at a loss.
"Old Daoist, what are you still doing here? Why aren't you going home to sleep?”
"Sword Immortal, please save me. Please save my life.”The old Daoist immediately knelt down and kowtowed to Li Xiaoyao.
"Get up, get up. What do you want to say?”Li Xiao Yao was also disgusted.
The old Daoist priest stood up and explained the matter with tears and snot. It turned out that he was an acrobat and was quite famous in Western Shu.
Just two days ago, two men in black broke in. He fed him a pill of poison and gave him a mission, which was to cheat him of this sword.
"Alright, alright, I know the situation. This is for you. Just swallow it.”Li Xiaoyao took out an antidote pill from Mount Shu and handed it to the old Daoist.
"Thank you, Exalted Immortal. Thank you, Exalted Immortal." The old Daoist swallowed the antidote and left immediately. It seemed that the old man was indeed shrewd.
Meng Xuanlang looked at the dramatic scene in front of him and knew that the person who had just entered should be a real immortal. Therefore, he thought of something and directly knelt down.
"Immortal, please take me as your disciple.”
"You're a slippery one. Alright, get up first.”Li Xiao Yao scolded with a smile. However, Meng Xuanlang was an important figure in this world. The Sword of Compassion and the Flaming Water Jade in his hands were given by him.
Could it be that he wanted to personally say that he wanted to acknowledge him as his master and give him the Sword of Compassion and the Flaming Water Jade as a gift? If that was the case, he should have thrown him to Mount Shu and obediently offered him up.
"You must be the Second Prince of Western Shu, Meng Xuanlang. Mount Shu is currently recruiting disciples, so I'll accept your sword as a gift of thanks. You can report to Mount Shu tomorrow and say that I, Li Xiaoyao, said so.”Li Xiaoyao played with the Sword of Compassion, feeling extremely happy. It was indeed a divine weapon.
The Sword of Compassion is already in my hands. What about the next divine weapon? Come to my bowl…and the tickets too…
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