The Young Swordsman: The Taoist Priest of Qingcheng Has Descended the Mountain

"Your Majesty also enjoys such refined tastes. Is it because you know I'm going to have fun with courtesans today, and my purse is empty?"

Emperor Mingde's face twitched, and his smile froze.

This carefully built-up emotion was suddenly interrupted.

I am the ruler of a nation, and you are the foremost immortal...

Furthermore, is it possible to say something like this so openly and honestly?

"Your Majesty? You don't look well. You should take good care of yourself."

By the way, I put some things in this No. 1 restaurant under heaven.

Let's keep it open to the outside world from now on.

If the Northern Kingdom is to prosper, it must not be complacent and self-satisfied.

And then there's Tianjian Pavilion.

Even the best sword is no different from scrap metal if it's only used for collecting.

They're gone, they've been busy for quite a while.

Now that I have nothing to do, I'll go to the brothel to listen to music.

"Would Your Majesty like to come along?"

Emperor Mingde naturally wouldn't go along with it, and was somewhat amused and exasperated. He waved his hand, and immediately someone brought up a box of pearls.

The immortal is going to drink with courtesans; this is an extremely important matter.

Zhou Zhen didn't refuse. He chuckled and put the pearl into his sleeve. Then, in full view of everyone, he grabbed the emperor's hand and shook it vigorously.

"Your Majesty understands me. Uncle-Master, please stop pinching, your fingers are about to fly off."

Don't worry, everything is fine.

Qi Tianchen glared at him.

"Is Senior Uncle going to join us for drinks?"

Qi Tianchen then began to regret why he had bothered with this wretched child.

A true immortal inexplicably became the emperor's guardian immortal master. In full view of everyone, he summoned a golden lion, which truly shone brightly and was awe-inspiring.

The immortal master was scolded away by the imperial advisor.

The Imperial Preceptor was so imposing that everyone was filled with admiration.

Emperor Mingde waved his hand: "Keep today's events to yourselves. Anyone who dares to leak even a single word of them shall be executed!"

After all, it would be somewhat embarrassing if word got out that the emperor was paying for women's entertainment.

Qionghua Pavilion is the largest, tallest, most luxurious, and most magnificent brothel in Tianqi City.

Zhou really felt that this was far more upscale than the clubs of later generations.

No, no, I've never been to a club, so I can't make comparisons like that.

"Young Master Xihua has arrived!"

Someone shouted, and the entire Qionghua Pavilion instantly erupted in excitement.

A group of beautiful women, their eyes filled with tender affection, seemed hesitant to speak.

With a wave of his hand, Zhou Zhenhuan caused the box of pearls to fall to the ground.

"Tonight, let's play music, sing and dance, and drink until we're drunk."

The Qionghua Pavilion was in an even greater uproar!

Although Li Hanyi had heard Zhao Yuzhen recount Zhou Shixiong's outrageous deeds many times, she never imagined that her first meeting with him would be in a brothel.

Even though Li Hanyi had made thorough preparations long ago, she still felt it was absurd at this moment.

Zhao Yuzhen calmly surveyed the most luxurious room in Qionghua Pavilion and nodded.

"It's definitely much more comfortable here than up in the mountains."

It seems normal for my senior to appear anywhere.

Then Li Hanyi started glaring at him, and Zhao Yuzhen scratched her chin: "Well, you see, I told you before, he's just that kind of frivolous person."

Zhou was really curious about what his junior brother had been saying about him outside.

But I reckon there won't be many kind words.

But none of that matters; it seems like it's been a long time since we've had a proper sparring match.

"Li Hanyi greets Senior Brother Zhou."

Zhou Zhenhuan waved his hand: "We're family, no need to be so polite, just call me senior brother. Don't stand, sit down and let's talk."

That casual attitude made Li Hanyi blush slightly. So, this is family?

Chapter 63 Instantly Kneeling Before Li Fansong

"This is Qingcheng Mountain? It's so lively!"

Lei Wujie shaded his eyes with his hand, stood on tiptoe, and looked around.

At the foot of Mount Qingcheng, many houses have sprung up, forming a small town.

However, this small town is inhabited mainly by people from the martial arts world.

They were all carrying weapons, which was quite uniform; they all used swords.

As soon as Sikong Qianluo stepped off the carriage, she was stopped by a group of people, dressed in a blue Taoist robe.

"Brother, are you a disciple of Qingcheng?"

"Can we make a deal? I'll offer 100 gold coins to reserve a slot for me."

"Me, me, me, I'll offer five hundred."

"Please don't push, please be polite, fellow Daoist. I am Qiao Feihu from the Fierce Tiger Gang, and I wish to become your disciple and join the Qingcheng Mountain sect."

The divination position? Sikong Qianluo looked bewildered. What? Are people in Qingcheng Mountain always this nervous about divination?

Is it really necessary to spend hundreds of gold coins just for a divination spot?

Also, what's with this "becoming an apprentice" nonsense? Dude, with that huge beard of yours, you look older than my dad, and you want to become my apprentice?

I just became an apprentice, okay?

Just then, a group of people ran quickly past the carriage.

"Hurry, hurry, the sword competition has started today, and there are only fifty spots available."

"What? Fifty? Go quickly, go quickly."

"Damn it, why are you touching me? Don't run away!"

The group of people who had been surrounding the carriage scattered and quickly headed in one direction.

"Senior sister, what are they doing?"

Sikong Qianluo scratched her head: "How would I know? I just arrived too."

"Are you sure this is Qingcheng Mountain?"

Even Lei Wujie was a little unsure after being asked this question.

After all, they've been there before when they got lost.

Once outside the Western Regions, Sikong Qianluo had already driven away the disciples of Snow Moon City.

He's out venturing into the martial world with so many people; he's clearly not a respectable martial arts practitioner.

But she regretted it not long after.

Lei Wujie and Xiao Se are simply a complete disaster.

We took the wrong turn several times along the way before finally arriving at the foot of Mount Qingcheng.

"I think so? Didn't they just mention Qingcheng?"

"Desolate? Desolate! Wake up, come out and take a look."

Xiao Se yawned, climbed out of the carriage, glanced at it, and nodded.

"It is indeed Mount Qingcheng."

As for what happened, you'll find out when you go and see for yourself.

A huge arena has been set up outside the gate of Qingcheng Mountain.

Li Fansong sat cross-legged in the middle, with a peach wood sword stuck beside him.

Meanwhile, Fei Xuan was engaged in a fierce fight with someone on the side.

To be precise, he was kicked out of the team.

A golden light enveloped him, and Fei Xuan yawned, feeling somewhat bored.

Even the golden light protecting his body couldn't break through the attack of dozens of people.

This is a new application of the Taiyi Lion Technique that he figured out on his own.

If the lion swallows you whole, then the golden light outside will become your best talisman.

"Junior Uncle, these people are no good."

Li Fansong opened his eyes, grabbed a handful of pine nuts, and popped one into his mouth.

"Then clear them out. There are more and more people these days."

"To be honest, this is all your fault."

"Great dragon-elephant strength! Truly extraordinary!" The surrounding crowd cheered.

However, Xiao Feixuan made a hand seal, and a golden hand flicked its finger, sending all those who were attacking him flying.

Xiao Feixuan pouted: "How can you blame me for this? It's all your fault. You wanted to show off, and now everyone else knows."

If Li Fansong hadn't been hanging himself next to the sword monument all the time and kept breaking through his limits, how would the other disciples have known the benefits of cultivating by hanging himself up?

Li Fansong smiled a little embarrassedly: "I had no choice. They pressed me for answers, and I couldn't just keep it to myself."

Who could have imagined it would cause such a huge reaction?

But it's good that many people have made new breakthroughs.

"My master and senior brother will surely be pleased to see them return."

Xiao Feixuan, however, was not so optimistic: "Are you sure? I think our grandmaster and great-uncle will definitely hang us up and show us to the public."

Especially your grandmaster uncle, he'll definitely spank you until your backside is raw.

Li Fansong initially thought it was nothing, but after hearing this, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

"Go away, go away, you can't say things like that."

You know him, don't you? If you mention him, he'll appear right away.

"Wow, when did Qingcheng Mountain become a bustling market?"

A lazy voice, mixed with a strong smell of alcohol, entered my ears.

Li Fansong felt his body stiffen: "No...no way?"

Turning around, I saw a man in purple, a man in green, and a man in white.

Li Fansong immediately knelt down.

"Master, Uncle-Master, you, you're back."

Zhao Yuzhen chuckled and patted him on the head, then grabbed Li Hanyi's hand and soared into the sky.

He disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant.

Neither he nor Li Hanyi were quite comfortable being in the public eye.

As for Zhou Zhen, he looked around and, with a thought, already knew what was going on.

It was rather absurd and laughable.