Liu Zhengyang settled the refugees here and asked Zhong Mengchen to **** Henan and Li Lie back, and Dao Heng had already walked over with a smile.

"The speed of Liu's improvement is far beyond Lao Dao's expectations! How is my dull nephew Qingyun recently?" Dao Heng asked after taking a sip of wine.

"Fellow Daoist Qingyun has been leading people and monsters to fight in Dongyu Mountain."

How could Liu Zhengyang not hear what Daoheng meant? He said that Qing Yunzi was stupid, but Daoheng obviously cared about his nephew.

"Master, I told you last time that when we meet again, I will invite you and fine wine. This is my crafted Hundred Flowers Wine, try it?"

"What? Hundred Flowers Wine?"

Dao Heng's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and he couldn't wait to open the gourd that Liu Zhengyang handed over.

"Tsk tsk, this is the long-lost Hundred Flowers Wine? I can't believe that the old Taoist would have such a good taste this time!"

Dao Heng hurriedly raised his head and took a sip, the taste burst in his mouth instantly, and suddenly made Dao Heng shake his head, looking extremely intoxicated.

"Liu is in charge, old man, I can drink this kind of immortal brew, it's worth it!"

"Not at all!"

Liu Zhengyang smiled and waved his hand: "This is just Hundred Flowers Wine. It's just a little more complicated to make. It will take some time for Honglu Xian Brew to taste the real good Hundred Fruit Wine."

"What? You have both?"

Daoheng's expression became excited when he heard this.

Liu Zhengyang nodded with a smile: "Of course there is!"

Although Liu Zhengyang doesn't know much about Xiyunguan, his ability to compete with the demon clan is enough to show how tyrannical its strength is.

The biggest problem facing Liu Zhengyang now is that there are not many helpers. After all, he can fight a demon king with ease, but if the opponent does not talk about martial arts and rushes up, even he can only run away.

But if he can run, what should Tiannan Province do?

This is something he has to consider.

The others, Liu Zhengyang, naturally couldn't believe it, but the Taoist priests of Xiyun Temple could win over him.

Daoheng also understood what Liu Zhengyang meant, but he did not refuse. Xiyunguan is only fighting against the demon clan. Where is the fight not the fight?

"I think senior brothers and the others will definitely like to hear this news!"

Daoheng smiled a little: "Liu's helm may not be clear, I have another name for Xiyunguan, the drunkard's concept!"

"I see why Brother Qingyunzi doesn't like drinking so much?"

Liu Zhengyang raised his eyebrows and asked.

"That's because you didn't give him the amount. If this kid has the amount, tsk tsk, don't say it, don't say it!"

Daoheng still had a bit of uncle's bearing, and he did not completely betray Qingyunzi.

"Daoist didn't resent me because of what happened just now?"

Liu Zhengyang asked tentatively.

"Hey, withered wood pie and I, Xiyunguan, were also partners back then. Those old things went too far. Now that you can stand up, you will naturally find justice!"

A cold look flashed in Daoheng's eyes: "Now the demon clan is now, even if they are unwilling, they can only recognize it by pinching their noses!"

"It's just that after the things on the demon clan's side have been dealt with, you may have some trouble. After all, those people are big figures in Kyoto!"

There was no fear on Liu Zhengyang's face: "Kyoto! If you have the opportunity, of course you should go sightseeing!"

go sightseeing?

Daoheng glanced at Liu Zhengyang, and it was almost the same! But that's fine, the Yan Kingdom has been silent for too long, and it's time to make some noise!