The man was closer, and he could see that he was slender and majestic, with a high forehead, a flat face, straight eyes, and a straight nose. His lips were tightly closed into a line, which vaguely had a military aura.

Such a handsome and tough guy, almost only Zhonglimei can compete with him among the characters Xuan Kong has seen.

However, although this man is outstanding, he obviously does not want to show off more.

He quietly landed in a secluded corner on the platform, and he pinched a spell with his fingers, stretched out his arm and put the boat in his arms. Xuankong had a plan in his heart. He watched the man happily put away his treasure, and stood up from his seat and walked a few steps behind the man.

With one hand slapped the man on the shoulder, Xuan Kong smiled and said, "What do you call this hero?"

The man turned his head, his face full of surprise, and blurted out, "How can you see me?"

Xuankong smiled and did not answer, but the busy Daozun Mo Ming who was on the platform was stunned. With such a distracted skill, Xuankong pulled out another immortal character from the darkness.

What happened tonight? Why did these demons, "ghostly married daughters", attract so many immortals in the upper world?

As soon as he saw the mighty man, Dao Zun Mo Ming could see that he was a fairy man. He shook his head secretly and hurriedly came up to salute and asked, "Supreme immortal, who is this immortal?"

He also secretly cast a spell, and when he saw that this man was the only one who practiced the Taoist practice of the immortal, he felt a little calmer.

The man looked at Xuankong, and Xuankong squeezed his eyes at him and introduced: "This is an old friend I have known for many years, and we are also joining in the fun."

The man looked at Xuankong for some reason. He was sure that he didn't know the Taoist priest in front of him. He was just planning to act in secret, but he was helpless and was caught by Xuankong as soon as he fell down. At this time, he couldn't break free, so he had to nod in his tone and said, "Yes. We are good friends..."

He wanted to call Xuankong, but he didn't know how to say it.

Xuankong did not treat him as an outsider, first introduced himself to Mo Ming Daozun: "I am Xuankong, a qi refiner in Laoshan School. This is my friend..." He said his name first before looking at the man again.

The man was helpless by Xuan Kong's stare, so he had to bow and say, "I am the old Li in Hail Spring."

Xuan Kong's heart moved. The name of Hail Spring Lao Li was so familiar, and it seemed that he had heard it somewhere. Mo Ming Daozun seemed to understand it. He heard that these two immortals came together. Although he didn't believe it, he was unwilling to expose it.

So he waved his hand and called his ghost and said, "Don't you add another table quickly, please invite the immortals to sit down?"

Xuan Kong refused, "Hey, there is no need to do this, Lao Li and me can do the same table." As he said that, he grabbed his hand and walked towards his desk, regardless of whether Lao Li agreed to the Hailquan.

He forced Lao Li to sit down by Hail Spring, reached out and grabbed a golden cup from the table, and filled him with a glass of water from his treasure wine pot. He smiled and said, "Old Li in Hail Spring?"

The man was stunned, not knowing what happened to Xuankong pull him. He nodded and responded, staring at the golden cup on Xuankong's hand but didn't say anything.

When Xuankong saw the man's eyes falling on the golden cup, he thought he was also a man in the wine hall, so he quickly handed it over to him and asked, "Haiquan Lao Li, I think you are also a fairy who has achieved success in cultivation. How could he come here to participate in the marriage of demons?"

The man glanced at Xuankong, and his eyes were filled with a strange emotion.

Xuankong knew that he was handsome, but he couldn't get to the point where a fairy was paying attention to him. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the man's eyes. Only then did he realize that the man's eyes were on the remaining six gold cups on the table.

He then picked up a cup and laughed in his hand, "This group of demons is also brave. They dare to enter the mortal city of human world to rob. This set of gold cups should have been set with eight bottles, but these ghosts didn't know about it, and only seven bottles were brought here. The remaining one was probably left at the original owner's house."

The man looked at Xuankong deeply, then laughed and said, "This set of golden cups is probably a thing of the immortals. If they are separated, it would be too inconsistent to cover the dust of the pearl. But in this way, I still have one here, very similar to the seven golden cups on the table. It seems that they should be allowed to return to the same place and dedicate them to the immortals to the night."

He could not see Xuankong's Taoist practice, but he could see that Xuankong's magic power was refined and pure, and he was the aura of an immortal.

That's why the man felt aroused to Xuan Kongxin and said this. As he said this, he took out a gold cup from his arms and handed it to Xuan Kong's hand.

"Oh, is there such a coincidence?" Xuan Kong was not very convinced. He took the golden cup from the man's hand and looked carefully. It was indeed the same as the seven-bottle golden cup on the table.

No, it is not only the same, it seems to be carved out from the same mold.

Even the articles engraved under the cup are filled with five big characters: "The Great Han Guangwu Jun".

Xuan Kong opened his mouth and guessed a little bit in his heart. He coughed dryly, "Who is this great man Guangwu Jun? How can he hear it?" The man nodded and said, "Is it Guangwu Jun a certain family."

Xuankong coughed even more violently. He grabbed the man's hand and said in surprise: "I remember, you are the founding general of the Han Dynasty, Li Zuoche, the founding general of Guangwu. Later, because he had a great reputation in the world, he was named the hail god by the Heavenly Court!"

When Li Zuoche saw Xuan Kong seeing his feet, he simply stopped hiding it and bowed to Xuan Kong and said, "Little God Li Zuoche, I have seen the Supreme Immortal."

Xuankong dullly picked up the golden cup on the table and asked, "Did the Hail God come because of these golden cups?"

Li Zuoche replied: "That's true, this set of gold cups has a total of eight bottles, which were given to Emperor Gaozu when I was an official in the Han Dynasty. These gold cups were made by the skillful hands of goldsmiths at that time. It was not important to have it just stayed in my mansion as a thing to put my thoughts on."

"I have been treasured for so many years. The day before yesterday, I was thinking about letting my servants take it out of the box and drink. Who would have thought that the box would be empty when it was opened. The little god originally suspected that it was stolen by a thief in the world, but this box has not been moved for more than ten years without any signs of prying the lock..."

Xuankong said: "You think someone used spell to steal it, so he came to search for it?"

Li Zuochelan: "Those ghosts are rude in their work, but fortunately they left me a bottle. These eight wine glasses were originally a set, and they were connected to each other, so the little god came with this clue."

After hearing Li Zuoche's previous article, Xuan Kong felt that the golden cup in his hand was heavy and ten thousand jin.
Chapter completed!