Jiyuan certainly knew that Tu Siyan was in the Yuhu Cave Heaven, and the old monk Foyin knew this. Even Tu Tong and Tu Miao did not care whether this statement could deceive Jiyuan and Foyin Mingwang. What they needed was this statement itself.

"My Buddha is compassionate, transforms the sufferings of the world, looks angry at Vajra, and eliminates the evils of the world..."

The old monk Foyin silently recited the scriptures and stopped talking. The three nine-tailed foxes, including Tu Yi, focused mainly on Jiyuan.

Ji Yuan was silent for a long time before shook his head and chuckled.

"If Tu Siyan is not in this Jade Fox Cave Heaven, it seems that Ji will return without success."

Tu Miao smiled.

"Mr. Ji is also here to visit Tu Yi. And the two of you are here to visit my Yuhu Cave Heaven. We should treat you well. How can you be considered a return without success?"

"Yes, I, Yuhu Cave Heaven, have always had good friends with Buddhism and have occasional contacts with the Immortal Path. Venerable Foyin and Mr. Ji were able to come to Yuhu Cave Heaven, but it was really a bright future. Of course, I had to treat it well."

As he said that, Tu Tong lifted the teapot on the table and stood up to pour tea for Jiyuan himself, but Jiyuan pressed one hand on the teacup, which made Tu Tong frown slightly and frost appear. When she raised her head, she saw Jiyuan smiling at her face and immediately smiled.

"Don't sir like me to pour you tea?"

Ji Yuan shook his head and glanced at Tu Yi. The light of his light swept over a female fox demon standing not far behind him. He had already smelled a trace of wine on the other party's body.

"Although this flower tea is delicious, Ji has drunk enough tea. Today, I came to Yuhu Cave Tian and had a good chat with fellow Taoist Tu Yi. But compared to tea, Ji likes wine more. I wonder if there is good wine in Yuhu Cave Tian?"

"liquor?"

Tu Tong was stunned for a moment, subconsciously glanced at the old monk Foyin, who opened his eyes and smiled.

"Don't care about me, I just sit in meditation, and I don't drink alcohol or tea."

Tu Miao patted his palms lightly, stood up and smiled.

"Hahahaha, it's better to meet than to be famous. Mr. Ji is indeed free and easy, and there are naturally wines. I have collected many fine wines and fairy wines in my residence. Mr. Ji, please wait for a moment, and I will go and pick them up..."

Tu Miao stood up from his seat as he spoke, but turned around and left for two steps, then looked back at Jiyuan.

"I don't know how much wine I should drink, so I can calculate how much wine should I get? Or Mr. Ji can have something to hold wine, so I can take more of it and fill it up."

Ji Yuan opened his eyes widened and looked at Tu Miao, then put his hand into his sleeve and took out the Bai Yu Qiandou Pot and placed it on the table. Then he also took out the green Qiandou Pot that had already drunk the ambergris. This was what Tu Miao said himself, Ji Yuan didn't force him.

"Ji's man who loves wine? Of course, the more you have, the better."

When Tu Miao saw Jiyuan take out two thousand pots, his face did not change its color? He bowed to Jiyuan? He didn't say anything more? He jumped up and turned into a demonic light and flew towards the distance.

Tu Tong, who was sitting opposite Jiyuan, smiled and joked.

"Haha, Mr. Ji has to consume a lot of Tu Miao's inventory this time? Don't look at him as if he doesn't care, but he actually feels sorry? Hahaha..."

"Don't joke? He has a lot of wine, so don't worry about him."

Tu Yi also said something at the right time? Then he looked at Jiyuan.

"Mr. Ji, did you have a sword against you? I admire Mr. Jian's swordsmanship very much. Let's discuss it here today?"

"Well, drinking while discussing swordsmanship? That's not bad."

Jiyuan did not refuse, and agreed directly? He also added the word "Sword Contest", and seemed to have no mind to start playing for a while.

On the other hand, the old monk Foyin looked around the valley. Because the breath calmed down, the fox demons around him once again got closer, but they could not feel any connection with Tu Siyan's breath from any fox demon. He knew that Jiyuan must be calculating Tu Siyan's location. The so-called drinking and sword contests are just pretenses.

Therefore, the old monk Foyin said that he was meditating with his eyes closed, but in fact he was secretly preparing. If Jiyuan calculates the location of Tu Siyan, in the worst case, he might have to join forces with Jiyuan to kill the demons and evil spirits.

Although monks are compassionate, the old monk Foyin agrees with the view of making a fortune in Tu Siyan, and this villain must be eliminated quickly.

On the other hand, Tu Miao flew for a while and looked back at the valley where Tu Yi Shu Pavilion was located. Although Jiyuan's fairy light and Foyin Mingwang's Buddha light were restrained, they could be vaguely seen in his eyes. With Tu Tong there, Tu Yi was also helping today, so he was not worried that they would not be able to watch the visitor.

After a sudden flight, Tu Miao first went back to get the wine, then rushed to the distance, relying on a formation to move, there was a wooden pavilion in the open space in the center of the forest.

The room is full of wooden floors and there are no chairs. There are two beautiful women sitting at a low table, one of which is Tu Siyan. At this moment, his clothes are extremely casual. He leans against the table, playing with his hair, and looking at a chessboard on the table. The woman opposite Tu Siyan actually knows Jiyuan, who was the woman who brought Hu Yun’s nightmare.

"Hmph, you guys are very idle!"

Tu Miao snorted coldly, stepped into the room one by one, glanced over the chessboard on the table, and also swept over the two women, and stayed slightly on the exposed part of Tu Siyan's body.

"What else can I do? Do you want me to see him?"

Tu Siyan said this, then slowly straightened up, and the clothes on his shoulders slid a lot, while the woman opposite him looked at Tu Miao and asked.

"How is it, is he willing to leave?"

Neither of them called Jiyuan directly, nor even called Mr. Ji. It was not because they hated Jiyuan, but because they were cautious not to call him the name first.

"I lied that Tu Siyan was not in the cave, what could he do? He couldn't believe it! As for when he left, I didn't know. When I came, I heard it vaguely in the air, and I wanted to drink and discuss swords with Tu Yi there."

"Sword Controversy!"

Tu Siyan's eyes lit up.

"Then you'd better copy it, I want to see it."

The woman on the side also smiled.

"Maybe I want to make a fuss by taking advantage of the reason for the sword contest, so just watch it tighter."

"Don't worry."

After saying that, Tu Miao turned around and left.

...

Not long after, Tu Miao's escape light had fallen into Tu Yi's yard again, and laughed at the people in front of the wooden table.

"Hahahaha, Mr. Ji, the wine has arrived!"

As he said that, Tu Miao shook his sleeves, and jars and pots of fine wine appeared one after another on the grass not far from the table. The wine became more and more, and gradually piled up into mountains.

Jiyuan's so-called drinking and talking about swordsmanship is not a joke. He immediately stood up and walked to the edge of the wine jar with his sense of smell. Tu Miao reached out and led him to the wine, indicating Jiyuan to use it casually.

Based on his feelings, Jiyuan directly took a jar of the best fairy wine, and took a beat of the mud to attract a dish of wine to taste it.

"Good wine! Fellow Taoist Tu Yi, I was just a sword back then, and today's opportunity is rare. Ji Mou used it to refer to fellow Taoist Taoist Ji to discuss it."

Today's plot is very different from the restraint in the past, and Tu Yi's eyes flashed with a flash of light, and he didn't retreat and stood up.

"Okay, since Mr. Ji invites you, Yi, I will accompany you and see the sword!"

Whoosh...

Tu Yi stomped his feet gently, and his sword fingers were used. The whole person turned into a white rainbow point towards Jiyuan. The latter also greeted him with his sword fingers. His fingers collided, and a sharp sword intent rose, and the terrifying sword energy exploded spread around the valley like an explosion.

Many fox monsters lying all over the valley seemed to feel the sword piercing through their bodies at this moment, and many of them were frightened and fell to the ground. Among them, those with high cultivation levels such as Tu Yun, even if their scalp was numb and their bodies were covered in goose bumps, they still stared at the open space in front of the tree pavilion.

Two masters use swords to discuss the appearance of each other. Although they are sword fingers, they are like two peerless magical weapons fighting each other. Sometimes they look like watching the storm and rain, and sometimes they are like two butterflies dancing gracefully. The beauty is full of magnificence and suffocating sharpness...

"Good, the wonder of swordsmanship between heaven and earth should be awesome!"

The old monk Foyin did not use a sword, but the two sword-making discussions in front of him were already a manifestation of "Tao". What weapons should be used or even whether they were used or not would affect the mystery of the viewing mind.

The same is true for Tu Tong and Tu Miao. Their eyes never leave Ji Yuan and Tu Yi for a moment. The sword technique at this moment is more worth watching than life-and-death battle. Without murderous aura, it does not show the ability to destroy the world. Instead, it can better reflect the word "天", which is to use the reference to discuss swords and the way of swords.

"Hahahaha, fellow Taoist Tu Yi is indeed good at swordsmanship."

Ji Yuan fought against Tu Yi with one hand, and threw away the drunken wine jar with the other hand, and took another jar. Tu Yi did not drink, and his eyes were full of fighting spirit, obviously he did not want to lose.

This is a sword contest that is very beneficial to observers. Many fox demons surrounding the valley even have their eyes tingling, but they have strong power to keep watching.

However, although the sharpness of the sword energy did not penetrate, the influence of the sword intent was too strong. Some fox demons even had their eyes bleeding and had to retreat to the right distance to adjust their breath. Many of the remaining fox demons were also forcibly holding on, and some fox demons were forced to remember in their hearts, or wanted to write shorthand with paper and pen, but this often backfires, either more painful or blank.

Tu Yi wanted to win, but Jiyuan was not obsessed with winning or losing. Sometimes he used his sword in his left hand and carried a wine jar in his right hand. Sometimes he turned over. The sword was released and the wine was drunk a lot. His stomach was like a bottomless hole. A jar of wine was introduced into his mouth by Gulugulu, and it would often come to the bottom in a moment.

Moreover, the three nine-tailed foxes and the old monk Foyin clearly saw that Jiyuan had no magic power to dissolve the power of alcohol, and did not even emit a trace of alcohol. Even after discussing the sword for a long time, dozens of jars of wine were gone, Jiyuan's cheeks were already slightly flushed.

"Mr. Ji, if you continue to drink like this, it will be unstable. How can you argue with me?"

Tu Yi reminded him coldly that Jiyuan was despising him.

"Hahaha, fellow Taoist Tu Yi, the discussion on swords is about the theory of swords, not with the mouth, well, except drinking."

Jiyuan's laughter angered Tu Yi a little, and he did not remind Jiyuan to be careful. He made a move even more swift, and the sword intent in his hand was three points stronger than before.

"Good come!"

Perhaps because of drinking, Jiyuan seemed a little arrogant. He laughed and pointed his sword at the same time. The speed and sword intent of the sword were actually increased with Tu Yi and were not bad at all. The sword techniques of both sides were still difficult to solve and did not change at all.

Tu Yi was shocked, calmed down and restrained his extra emotions to deal with it, knowing that he should not be careless, but as time went by, the sword technique of plotting fate gradually became unorganized, but the sword intent became more and more prosperous.

Follow up on your body, use your sword to face your fingers, alternate your swords, draw your swords to fight...

After three days, Tu Yi had already taken out all his mental skills to deal with Jiyuan. He could no longer calculate Jiyuan's next move or even the next move as he did at the beginning, but only focused on the changes in front of him. He had almost changed from being at will to being unintentional, and because of the feeling of oppression brought by Jiyuan's swordplay at this moment, he was getting stronger and stronger.

‘I’m going to lose!’

At this moment, Tu Yi's confidence in himself began to shake, and this wave also made it more difficult to deal with swordsmanship.

Tu Tong, Tu Miao and the old monk Foyin have already seen a clue, and there are only a few foxes on the outside of the valley, but they can also faintly feel that the immortal's sword technique is like the change of heaven and earth, while Tu Yi's ancestor Hua Guang blooms, but it seems that he is following the immortal's sword technique...

‘No way...Old ancestor, it seems like he is going to lose...’

Tu Yun sat on the mountain with her eyes bleeding from the corners of her eyes, but her eyes were wide open and her eyes were full of disbelief.

The three-day sword contest also caused a lot of drinking. Jiyuan's sword technique was shocking at this moment, but his face was already covered with blush, and he even occasionally burped.

"Himmer~~~Hahahaha, please feel good, please feel good..."

Ji Yuan repeatedly drew his swords and pointed out hundreds of sword fingers in an instant, forcing Tu Yi to retreat continuously.

It was also at this moment that Ji Yuan narrowed his eyes and turned around. The fallen leaves and branches on the grass around him faintly followed his body movement. After drinking another mouthful of immortal brew, he stopped and pointed his right hand at the sword and sword in front. The fallen leaves around him appeared spiral, and they rose up with the sword intention and rushed towards Tu Yi.

This sword made Tu Yi, who had just ejaculated the sword intent of hundreds of swords, feel unstoppable and unavoidable, and even triggered the magic power that had been suppressed for three days. Although the magic power was not pointed out from the sword's finger, it had already spread all over his body.

At the moment when the magic power was about to be released, Tu Yi suddenly realized that he had committed a foul. When he was panicked, the sword intent Youlong in front of him suddenly disintegrated.

The pieces fell down and swayed from the air and returned to silence. Tu Yi stared blankly at Jiyuan two feet away, and the latter was shaking his body with the wine jar.

"Good wine...good sword..."

"Bang……"

Jiyuan actually fell directly to the ground.

"Mr. Ji!"

Tu Yi immediately appeared in front of Jiyuan, and then felt relieved. Jiyuan breathed evenly and looked calm, and he actually fell asleep drunk.
Chapter completed!