In those years when I was a mortal and a demon

Outside Motuo Mountain, a fierce and unusual wind of ice and snow blows all year round, and once this wind passes, there is a large yellow light curtain, covering the palace below.

At this moment, somewhere in the sky above the light curtain, there were several figures staying. The two old men and three young men were none other than Xiang Zhili, Old Monster Feng, and the three brothers Lu Yuan.

Xiang Zhili had already sent out transmission notes before, so he and Old Monster Feng were waiting with calm expressions.

But Lu Yuan was different. The golden light kept flashing in his eyes, trying to get an overview of the situation inside through this light curtain. Brother Tiezi beside him was playing with some small flags in his hands, but his attention was entirely focused on the light screen.

Under Han Li's seemingly calm appearance, there was a hint of worry.

Not long after, a group of monks suddenly flew out from the palace complex below and headed straight towards them.

Lu Yuan looked over carefully and saw at a glance that the old man Mu Guan who was leading him had the cultivation level of the god transformation stage, and he should be Hu Lao Mo.

The Hu Lao Mo flew behind the light curtain and opened a gap several feet wide in the light curtain.

Xiang Zhili and Old Monster Feng were not polite, and immediately shot in boldly.

Lu Yuan and Han Li glanced at Brother Tiezi. Brother Tiezi put away his flag and nodded, and the three of them also turned into a blue rainbow and followed.

The yellow light curtain then closed up as before.

After a moment, the light disappeared, and several people appeared in front of Hu Lao Mo and his party.

When Hu Laomo and Xiang Zhili met, they naturally exchanged pleasantries first. Then Hu Laomo's eyes fell on Lu Yuan and the other three, and when he realized that they were not the Three Immortals of the Five Dragons and Seas as he had guessed, he lazily asked about their identities.

"Brother, don't mention it, I have to introduce it too. In the future, these two fellow Taoists will also join us and become existences like us." Xiang Zhili laughed, then pointed at Lu Yuan and Han Li, and started to introduce them.

As for Brother Tiezi, although he had used formations to interfere with the vitality of heaven and earth before, in Xiang Zhili's view, his hard power was still lacking.

"Join us?" Hu Laomo was a little moved when he heard this. His eyes that were slightly closed suddenly opened completely and he stared at Lu Yuan and Han Li without saying a word.

"I met Brother Hu in Xialuyuan!"

"Your Excellency, Han Li, I have met Brother Hu!"

Lu Yuan and Lu Yuan calmly clasped their fists and saluted, acting neither humble nor arrogant, as if they were equals.

This caused everyone behind Hu Lao Mo to open their eyes wide and tighten their mouths.

"Hmph! Old Ghost Xiang and Old Monster Feng, are you all confused? We are just two late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators. What qualifications do you have to join us?" Hu Lao Mo's face darkened and he asked unceremoniously.

"Hehe, of course Xiang has his own reasons for doing this." Xiang Zhili chuckled without changing his expression, and then his lips moved slightly, and no more sound came out.

He actually started transmitting the message directly.

The expression on Hu Lao Mo's face was a little gloomy at first, but after just hearing a few words, he looked at Han Li with strange eyes. First he was surprised, then excited, and finally he nodded repeatedly.

After commenting on Han Li, Hu Laomo looked at Lu Yuan again.

"Since this Fellow Daoist Lu can easily defeat Yi Xitian and Bi Yue, it is enough to prove his great magical power. Hu Mou is naturally willing to make friends with such a genius as Fellow Daoist.

By the way, I really wish I had heard of Fellow Daoist Lu’s name somewhere else? Hu Laomo first showed a smile, and then asked Lu Yuan again.

"Uh..." Lu Yuan didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Oh, forget it if you can't remember. Maybe you are too confused. But I seem to have seen these people behind you somewhere." A smooth look flashed on Old Ghost Xiang's face, and he changed the topic.

"Hmph! In the past, these Taoist friends came to congratulate Hu when he took a concubine. Why haven't you seen Xiang Lao Gui? You are really an old fool!" Hu Lao Mo snorted coldly, and then asked the people behind him to give it to him. Salute to the old ghost Hefeng.

Those who stood behind Hu Laomo were initially stunned when they heard that Lu Yuan had defeated Yi Xitian, one of the four major casual cultivators, and Zen Master Biyue of the Jinghuo Sect. Later, when I saw Hu Lao Mo really planning to get along with Lu Yuan and the two as equals, he was even more surprised.

Now after hearing what Hu Qinglei said, they all stepped forward to greet Xiang Zhili and Old Monster Feng.

The two men waved their hands and gave it up. However, there was a blue-robed Confucian scholar among them, who acted like he was very familiar with Old Monster Feng, and in his words and deeds, he actually acted like a disciple.

Then the group of people flew downwards, targeting the hall where Hu Qinglei and others came out.

As soon as they entered the main hall, the guests of honor sat down again.

Xiang Zhili followed Old Monster Feng as a god-transformation monk, so he naturally sat next to Hu Laomo.

Lu Yuan called to Han Li and Brother Tie Zi, and took up the position next to Old Monster Feng, as if he was the first person to transform into a god.

However, when Old Monster Feng saw Lu Yuan leaning against him, he glared at Lu Yuan with an unlucky look. Then he stood up with a look of disgust on his face and sat down on the other side of Hu Lao Mo.

All the monks sitting here are extraordinary figures in the world of immortality. Seeing this situation, although everyone seemed to be fine on the surface, privately they curiously exchanged stories about the origins of Lu Yuan and the others.

Han Li had been sitting upright in his seat, seeming a little uneasy, as if he didn't realize that anyone present was inquiring about him.

Lu Yuan chuckled and simply moved towards the old ghost, almost leaning half of his body against him.

Such an action made even Hu Lao Mo's eyes light up, ready to see Xiang Lao Gui's reaction.

Xiang Laogui smiled helplessly, and just raised his hand to pull Lu Yuan's hand aside, and acquiesced to Lu Yuan's nonsense.

As a result, everyone present naturally looked at him sideways and muttered secretly.

In particular, a blue-robed Confucian scholar sitting at the top of the table on the other side kept looking at the three of them and secretly guessing their background. He was really dissatisfied with the fact that Lu Yuan could make Old Monster Feng change his position and show such closeness to Xiang Zhili.

Because on the surface, Lu Yuan and the others are no different from ordinary late Yuanying monks. And as far as he knew, Xiang Laogui had no particularly close descendants in the world of immortality.

The most important thing is that he also has some connections with Old Monster Feng. In the past, he was guided by Old Monster Feng and was able to advance to the late Nascent Soul stage.

Finally, after everyone below was communicating with each other to no avail, the scholar in blue robe suddenly stood up, raised his fist at Lu Yuan and said:

"Fellow Daoist Lu, I just heard from Senior Hu that you defeated fellow Daoist Yi and Zen Master Biyue.

If I guess correctly, the mysterious duo who have become infamous in Dajin in recent years and frequently steal the treasures of small sects and small families seems to be related to you, right? "

After finishing speaking, the blue-robed scholar also specially observed the expressions of the three god-transformation monks.

After hearing this, Old Monster Feng suddenly had a smile on his face.

Hu Laomo showed great interest and looked towards this side with a half-smile. But Xiang Laogui looked like it had nothing to do with him.

Seeing this, the blue-robed Confucian scholar breathed a sigh of relief, secretly thinking that it seemed that the three Lu Yuan people were not that close to Xiang Laogui.

Lu Yuan was not surprised when he heard the other party's question, but the words used in the other party's words were obviously derogatory.

Then he replied unceremoniously: "So what if it's Mr. Lu? Could it be that he stole something from your house?"

"That's not true. Although Kong is not talented, he can still guard his own things. Even if he is a little young, he would not dare to take my idea." The words of the blue-robed Confucian scholar had a hint of tit-for-tat. At the same time, his body straightened up suddenly, looking like he was from an extraordinary place.

According to common sense, Lu Yuan must ask about his origin. Then the blue-robed scholar announced his name, shocking the other party.

But Lu Yuan only glanced at the blue-robed scholar briefly and didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore.

The blue-robed Confucian scholar was suddenly left standing. He could neither stand nor sit. He was so embarrassed that he simply revealed his name to Lu Yuan: "Kong Shixiu, please take the position of the great elder of Tiansheng Sect!"

Lu Yuan knew about the Tiansheng Sect. Mr. Song Da once mentioned to him that the Tiansheng Sect was quite famous among the Confucian sects of the Jin Dynasty, and was on par with the Taiyang Sect. But this Kong Shixiu made sarcastic remarks from the beginning, so Lu Yuan naturally wouldn't give him any good looks.

Without even raising his eyelids, he said casually: "Oh, it's a pity that Mr. Lu is ignorant and has never heard of it."

"You!" Kong Shixiu's face immediately turned ugly. Even though Confucianism paid great attention to mental cultivation, how could he not be angry when he was so looked down upon by others!

So Kong Shixiu turned around, clasped his fists towards the three old ghosts and said: "Master Feng, call me senior, come to senior. Shixiu has recently developed a new magical power, and I would like to ask you to give me some advice. Call me senior, can I borrow your treasure land?" Demonstrate it.”

"Interesting!" Hu Laomo smiled slightly, and his tone actually sounded like he agreed.

"Thank you, Senior Hu, but if I demonstrate this magical power on my own, I'm afraid it won't be able to give you all the pleasure to see it. I wonder if I can help you, fellow Daoist Lu, to cooperate with me in practicing!" Seeing that Old Demon Hu agreed, Kong Shixiu's eyes flashed with a stern expression, and he looked towards To Lu Yuan.

However, before Lu Yuan could speak, Old Monster Feng's expression changed and he quickly stopped him.

"Shixiu, today is a happy day for fellow Taoist Hu Dao. Whatever you want to do, don't give up!"

Old Monster Feng knew how good Lu Yuan's magical powers were, and even he, a cultivator who transformed into gods, couldn't do anything to him. If he were replaced by Kong Shixiu, wouldn't it be embarrassing to do so?

At this time, Hu Laomo, who was sitting in the middle, saw this situation and looked at Lu Yuan, with strange colors flashing in his eyes.

"Master Feng, Shixiu just wants to have a discussion with Fellow Daoist Lu. He will know how to control it and try not to hurt Fellow Daoist Lu." Kong Shixiu still said stubbornly.

Hearing this, Lu Yuan frowned, and then stood up. First, he gave Kong Shixiu a fist and said, "Fellow Daoist Kong, just now it was Mr. Lu who had little knowledge and his words were offensive. Please don't take it seriously.

But now that fellow Taoist Feng has spoken, I would like you to sit back first. "

After saying that, Lu Yuan suddenly released his consciousness, and an invisible object that was almost visible to the naked eye instantly appeared above Kong Shixiu's head.

"Divine consciousness takes form? What a good time!" Seeing this situation, Kong Shixiu was shocked, but it was exactly what he wanted.

So he also released his spiritual consciousness and prepared to give the opponent a powerful blow.

Two invisible objects that were almost visible to the naked eye were in a stalemate right above Kong Shixiu's head.

The people in the hall, most of whom are old monsters in the late Nascent Soul stage, naturally have extraordinary vision.

They soon discovered that the two's spiritual consciousness seemed to be comparable, but in fact they were worlds apart.

After Kong Shixiu's spiritual consciousness took form, it was several feet in size. But Lu Yuan's consciousness was only a few feet long. But just a few feet away, Kong Shixiu's consciousness was firmly suppressed below.

"What an exquisite method of controlling spiritual consciousness. Although it seems that Fellow Daoist Lu doesn't have much spiritual consciousness, it is a manifestation of compressing and condensing it to the extreme." Hu Laomo in the middle commented.

"More than that, Fellow Daoist Hu may not have noticed yet, but Fellow Daoist Lu's spiritual consciousness is no longer weaker than that of our god-transformation cultivators." Old Ghost Xiang said from the side.

"Oh? Is this happening?"

"If you don't believe it, Fellow Daoist Hu, you can ask Fellow Daoist Feng." Xiang Old Ghost smiled.

"Xiang Laogui, you? Huh, if fellow Hu Daoist gets into conflict with this kid someday, remember not to be careless." Old Monster Feng said angrily, and then focused on the expressions of Lu Yuan and Kong Shixiu. The battle of knowledge.

He knew in his heart that Kong Shixiu was definitely no match for Lu Yuan, but due to his status as a cultivator of transformation gods, he couldn't directly intervene. We can only wait for the opportunity and take action to stop Kong Shixiu when the victory is about to be decided, so as to prevent Kong Shixiu from being defeated too miserably.

At this time, Kong Shixiu also discovered the problem, and he couldn't hold back his face any more. His consciousness instantly expanded several times, trying to push back Lu Yuan's consciousness.

"Hmph!" Lu Yuan snorted coldly, and at the same time stretched out his right hand and pressed it towards Kong Shixiu from a distance.

The power of consciousness that was originally pressing on Kong Shixiu was distorted and turned into a palm, which suddenly slapped down.

Suddenly there were continuous explosions, Kong Shixiu's consciousness was instantly shattered, and violent wind swept away in all directions.

When everyone in the hall saw the fierce wind, their faces changed greatly, and they quickly took action to resist it.

After all, it is the power of spiritual consciousness of two late-stage monks, who dares to underestimate it? But even so, the wine and delicacies on the table in front of everyone were still scattered all over the floor.

Only the three leaders, Hu Lao Mo, were able to resolve the strong wind with a wave of their hands.

Kong Shixiu, who had withstood most of the power, had the worst time. After his consciousness was defeated, his entire body was dwarfed by the palms transformed by Lu Yuan's consciousness.

With a muffled sound, Kong Shixiu sat down in his original position. His face was horrified, his mouth was wide open and he couldn't say a word, as if he couldn't believe that he was defeated like this.

Not only him, except Han Li and Brother Tiezi, all the old monsters in the late Nascent Soul stage in the hall also looked surprised, looking at Lu Yuan with fear in their eyes.

"The victory has been decided, let's stop!" Old Monster Feng, who wanted to help Kong Shixiu secretly, shouted. He knew that Kong Shixiu was not good, but he didn't expect it to be so unbearable that he didn't even give him a chance to stop it.

Lu Yuan didn't want to go too far, so he chuckled and said "give in" and withdrew his consciousness.

"Pah~pah~pah!" Hu Laomo clapped his palms several times, seemingly applauding the competition.

But soon a group of maids came in from outside the palace. After tidying up the place, they replaced the banquet tables with tables.

As Hu Lao Mo raised his glass and gave a toast, the banquet resumed. The episode just now seemed as if it had never happened.