Entering the restaurant, Wang Sheng coughed without trace. An old man in a robe bowed to Wang Sheng.


    "Elder PI, what else can you tell me?"


    Wang Sheng said, "please give me an elegant room and prepare some wine and dishes."


    "Yes, please follow me."


    The old man bowed down and asked, and there was a lot of attention everywhere in the restaurant; But strangely, these eyes only fell on Wang Sheng and mu wanxuan. The old man behind Wang Daochang was like air.


    Naturally, Wang Sheng doesn''t know these, but he seriously suspects that the old man is a Heavenly Master. At the moment, he is also thinking about how to verify this matter without exposing himself.


    With this mentality, when his eyes fell on the old man again, Wang Sheng immediately felt some unusual and mysterious Tao rhyme


    "Jinxian? Taiyi? Big... "


    Yao Yun shouted several times at the bottom of Wang Sheng''s heart, but the last word failed to shout out.


    When she communicated with Wang Sheng, the old man was a little surprised. It seemed that she found the place of Yao Yun.


    "Be careful."


    Yao Yun''s thoughts and voices are extremely dignified. "If you are good friends, if you are an enemy, this star will be crushed. I''m afraid it''s just a flash."


    Wang Sheng was stunned. "Is it so terrible?"


    "The practitioners above the immortality realm are not at all the same concept as those under the immortality realm. This person gives me a feeling that is somewhat similar to the emperors of that year."


    Wang Sheng''s heart answered, but he didn''t regret inviting the old man to drink with him. A sense of "closeness" that made him feel absurd really existed in the old man.


    On the top floor, to the most luxurious elegant room of the restaurant, Wang Sheng also sideways made an invitation gesture, trying to show respect to the old man.


    The white robed old man twirled his white beard, took two steps forward, looked at his surroundings and nodded with satisfaction.


    There is only one square table on the top floor, and the ground is covered with soft green blankets. The overall structure is like an expanded Pavilion. There are some cloth curtains hanging on the four columns, giving a panoramic view of the city.


    The old man said with a smile: "I didn''t think so. I''m young, but I''m already a dignitary in the city. Ha ha! I''ve had a meal and drink!"


    Wang Sheng''s smile was a little embarrassed. He asked the old man to take a seat first, then asked the elder martial sister to sit down, and he sat opposite the old man.


    "The elder joked. What kind of dignitaries are there? This place is called Xinghai City, which belongs to Xinghai gate," Wang Sheng sighed. "Six or seven hundred years ago, I wandered from my hometown. Because I didn''t have a place to fall and was persecuted by the strong gate, I had no choice but to go to Xinghai gate. Now I just get the name of an elder."


    "My little friend should be only a thousand years old. It''s not easy to be an elder with such accomplishments."


    The old man smiled and put the two pots of wine on the square table. He poked away the paper that sealed the wine jar and was about to hand it to Wang Sheng.


    Wang said with a smile, "I have to apologize first. The wine I gave you just now is really a good wine that can be found here.


    But the younger generation still has another good wine. Maybe the elder likes it better. "


    In his speech, Wang Sheng took out two pots of secret brew just from Lishang Nashun.


    The old man immediately brightened his eyes and was not polite at all. He took the wine pot, gently sucked at the mouth of the wine, and gave a few satisfied sighs.


    The act of drinking like this was originally somewhat indecent, but the old man did so, which made people feel quite free and easy and very natural.


    That feeling


    Just like the old man, every move contains a wonderful rhyme, his words and deeds fit the road, and there is a strange feeling that "everything is just right".


    Wang Sheng couldn''t help laughing bitterly, "your cultivation is so profound, my younger generation''s mind is inadvertently affected by the Taoist rhyme of my elder, but I looked away before."


    "Good eyesight," said the old man with a narrow smile after wiping the wine drops on his beard, "but do you want to make a good fortune with me?"


    "Naturally," said Wang Sheng, "I just don''t know if you can tell me your honor."


    "Once the name of the poor man comes out, it will be neither disaster nor disaster. You don''t know better."


    As soon as the old man''s words fell, several female practitioners flew in with white clouds, put the delicacies in their trays on the table, and leaned back together.


    The old man refused to say. Naturally, Wang Sheng didn''t dare to ask more, so he raised a glass and toast, just saying to let the old man... Eat and drink well.


    How can we find out if the old man is a Heavenly Master?


    Wang Sheng''s thoughts turned in his heart. He didn''t think that after drinking a few mouthfuls of wine, the old man gently sighed and first asked him, "what''s your road sign?"


    Taoist Wang obviously hesitated for a moment, and said something cautiously: "non language."


    The old man smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Oh? You''re Wang?"


    "How did you know?" Wang Sheng asked in some consternation.


    The old man smiled complacently, raised his right hand and shook it gently. His fingers were pinching and calculating for a while. "I''m a bit of a mathematical method, eh... If you''re Wang Feiyu, you should be a shepherd. Your two masters are green and silent, right?"


    Wang Sheng and elder martial sister instantly shared the same shocked face.


    Looking left and right, the old man seemed to find it very interesting. He took a sip of the immortal wine of the wahuang family, sang at the table, and said:


    "Your master''s name is too interesting. He is silent and silent. How can he be stubborn with you?"


    In the old man''s laughter, Wang Sheng suddenly got up, his face was dignified, and took the elder martial sister with him.


    Then, Wang Sheng lifted the hem of his Taoist robe and knelt down directly. He shouted, "the ancestor is up, and disciple Wang Sheng will see you!"


    Kneeling on the ground and kneeling on the ground is not only a rule, but also a Taoist etiquette.


    The elder martial sister continued to be confused, and the old man''s laughter stopped suddenly. She frowned and looked at Wang Sheng in front of her.


    Why did you just reveal it?


    The old man did not dodge, but asked with interest, "can you really be so smart? Get up and tell me how you can see through my poverty?"


    "The master Qing Yanzi has never left his hometown. Younger martial brother Mo Yu is now a little monk," Wang Sheng said with a bitter smile. "The younger generation doesn''t believe what the elder said.


    The only one who can know the name of a little disciple of Chunyang sword sect, except the ancestor who felt when he worshipped in the sword sect, there will be no others.


    And just now, the disciples gave each other immortal wine, and the grandmaster would give the disciples a Scripture. I''m afraid it was meant to give some benefits to the disciples, and the grandmaster''s breath felt carefully, but it is the way of homology with the disciples. "


    "Wonderful, wonderful," the old man waved his hand and said, "sit down and have a few drinks with me."


    "Yes," Wang Sheng was not coy. She sat down cross legged again, but the elder martial sister knelt down and took the initiative to reach out and began to pour wine for her grandfather.


    This is chunyangzi?


    At the same time, the younger martial brothers and sisters secretly looked at the "Prodigal Son" of heaven, who was once known as handsome and unrestrained. Now he is white haired and has a face of vicissitudes. Although he can vaguely see the handsome and elegant beauty, he is now a little frustrated and decadent.


    At this time, Wang Sheng and mu wanxuan found that they had seen this face several times. The "voice and smile" of the grandmaster had never been aware of it before!


    The old man drank a few glasses of wine, took out the Scripture in his sleeve, handed it to Wang Sheng, and said with a smile: "among the disciples and grandchildren of the poor road, your Chunyang Avenue is the most exquisite. This is a reward for you.


    Understand it well. If you can understand its depth, you can become famous in the endless starry sky and become a master! "


    Wang Sheng was cautious, took the scriptures with both hands, looked down and was stunned, and then opened a few


    This is!


    "Seven Star Sword array" is the same as the one I have practiced since I started. The formula and moves are no worse.


    This undoubtedly proved the identity of the old man, and the doubts at the bottom of Wang Sheng''s heart dissipated completely;


    After all, it contains the real crape myrtle emperor Daocheng, but not everyone can take it.


    "Grandmaster," Wang Sheng smiled awkwardly, his five fingers on his left hand opened, and a sword roared from the palm. Countless stars condensed into a sword shadow. With the sword shadow rotating gently, it seemed as if an endless starry sky was slowly stretching.


    Chunyangzi was also stunned. "Where did you learn it? It shouldn''t be. It seems that the emperor only entrusted it to the poor Tao."


    Wang Sheng said, "when the disciples started, the master had taught them."


    "I see. I''m an old fool," chunyangzi smiled, took back the seven star sword array and found another Scripture.


    Pure Yang!


    Wang Sheng hurriedly took over the Scripture, opened it and glanced at it. He found that it was a deeper extension on the basis of Chunyang immortal formula


    "Thank you, master!"


    "You little slick, I give you the immortal method, but I still open the a priori inspection!"


    Wang Sheng smiled awkwardly, "you have to know what you have given... I take the liberty of asking an old friend of the master to meet the master?"


    "Oh?" chunyangzi suddenly looked more dignified. He had an incense burner in his hand and put it in the center of the square table. A touch of invisible fluctuation wrapped around the square table.


    This is by no means a simple array. It seems to jump out of the three realms and not into the five elements.


    No matter how we talk next, we won''t leave any trace in the avenue.


    Chunyangzi said, "where is the old friend?"


    "Right here," Wang Sheng held a non spirit sword in his hand, which was surrounded by immortal light. He turned into a Yao cloud in a long dress and looked at the white haired old man with complex eyes.


    Chunyangzi''s face was shaking and almost blurted out, "thirteen?"


    "Well," Yao Yun knelt down slowly and sighed gently, which was already sour at the bottom of his heart.


    In the past, people had white hair, things were right and wrong, and the world suffered more than this.


    "How did you become like this? Turned into a sword?"


    "Isn''t that good?" Yao Yun said calmly. "I can at least live. I was already a ghost. Now I can sit here and meet my old friend."


    Looking at Yao Yun''s attitude at this time, it is obvious that he said he couldn''t see chunyangzi before. It''s not a fake.


    "Yes, it''s good to be able to live," chunyangzi drank the wine in the cup, and the next elder martial sister poured the wine quickly.


    But Yao Yun frowned and said, "Hua Qing and your younger martial brother change seats. You are a decent God. How can you pour wine and vegetables?"


    The elder martial sister hesitated for a moment, and chunyangzi said in amazement: "Hua Qing? Is this the Muhua goddess Hua Qing?"


    "Naturally," Yao Yun''s eyes were full of bitterness, "but Hua Qing suffered too much when he was reincarnated. Now he has no memory of his previous life. You can feel it carefully."


    "That''s true! But I''m negligent. I''ll offend you."


    Chunyangzi arched at mu wanxuan again, and then smiled again.


    "It''s also a strange fate. The goddess I once admired became my great grandson."


    Yaoyun hummed softly, but the elder martial sister was at a loss; On the contrary, Wang Sheng quickly got up, changed seats with his elder martial sister, and poured wine to the three old Tianting leaders with a smile.


    Then chunyangzi looked up and down at Wang Sheng.


    With the princess Tianting as the sword, accompanied by the former Muhua goddess, he got his own pure Yang immortal skill and the way of Ziwei emperor. It seems that his own blood has changed inexplicably


    Chunyangzi looked a little strange. He frowned and asked, "who is this old friend? Did my Chunyang pulse hit great luck?"


    "He has nothing to do with heaven," Yao Yun said calmly. "Can I trouble you for one thing?"


    "What did you say, and what you told me?" chunyangzi sighed. "I promised your seventh sister and ninth sister to take good care of you. I didn''t want to take care of you during the fierce battle. I often feel sorry at the bottom of my heart."


    Yao Yun glanced at the corner of his mouth, "there is an immortal sect called Tianfeng here, which humiliates our Tianting and deceives your disciple. Go and destroy him and come back to drink."


    Tianfeng?


    Chunyangzi pinched his fingers, but he was silent.