On Nanling Street, the busiest street in the southern part of Jiayuan City, there is a huge house covering an area of several acres. On the black lacquered gate of the house, there is a plaque with the word "Mofu" hanging on it. Under the plaque, there are eight men in strong clothes standing on both sides. He doesn't squint, and has a well-trained and capable appearance, which makes people dare not underestimate him at first sight.
Across the street not far from Mo Mansion, there is a three-story Xiangjia restaurant. This building is also a well-known restaurant in the entire Jiayuan City, especially its signature drink "Thyme", which is famous for its good wine, and has won many famous merchants for it.
It was time for lunch at this time, so the Xiangjia Restaurant was overcrowded. There were people sitting at the tables from the first floor to the third floor, and it was crowded with people who were eating.
Pedestrians passing by on the street outside the restaurant can smell the strong aroma of wine and rice from the restaurant, which makes people salivate and is very tempting.
A young man was sitting at a table next to the street window on the second floor. Some delicious meat and vegetable side dishes were placed on the table, as well as a bottle of the famous "Thyme" sake. Standing behind the young man was a fearsome giant man. This man was Han Li who came out to inquire about the news.
Han Li was condescendingly looking down at something from the window at this moment. He was still playing with a small wine glass full of wine in his hand, and the food on the table hadn't touched a few mouthfuls.
Han Li glanced sideways at the Mo Mansion not far away, and then looked back at the street in front of him. The expression on his face remained unchanged, but he raised his head, drank the glass of wine, and continued to look at the building. God out.
After some inquiries, Han Li already knew that Dr. Mo's two biological daughters and the adoptive daughter were all as beautiful as flowers and jade, and they were the three famous beauties in Jiayuan City, so they were nicknamed Mo Mansion. Three proud.
Because of their fame, there are countless young masters and young heroes who pursue them.
Among them, Mo Yuzhu is even more glamorous, and is the one with the most suitors among the three. Her engagement this time caused an uproar, and most of her suitors were heartbroken. Some of them who possessed martial arts challenged that Mr. Wu one after another. In the end, this Wu Jianming defeated sixteen rivals in a row. , On the contrary, it made him famous for his superb martial arts, which made him and that Mo Yuzhu even more inseparable, and they fell in love with each other.
After thinking about it, Han Li felt that this matter was really ridiculous. Others didn't know the details of this Mr. Wu, but Han Li knew it very well.
This Wu Jianming was most likely sent by the opponents of Doctor Mo. It seems that Doctor Mo has not shown up for so many years, which has aroused the suspicion of the opponents, and the arrival of this Young Master Wu is probably an act of probing. I just don't know what method he used to win the trust of the Mo House. Presumably, ordinary tokens and letters should not make Dr. Mo and his wives believe easily.
Han Li lightly tapped the table with his fingers while pondering over the doubts in his heart.
"Sir, please sit here! Your order will be served soon." A shop waiter in a white jacket led a twenty-seven-year-old young man in blue to the second floor. He took him to an empty table next to Han Li and sat down, then hurriedly went down to greet other guests.
The young man in blue has regular facial features, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and there is a bit of heroism between his brows.
After he sat down, he looked around and happened to meet Han Li's eyes.
Han Li felt an inexplicable sense of depth in the other party's eyes, as if a strange gravitational force was about to suck him in. Han Li was taken aback, turned his head away quickly, and his face changed slightly.
This person was also surprised for a moment, but after giving Han Li a cold look, he turned his head away and ignored him.
Han Li's face turned pale. The other party's glance just now made him feel like he was seen through from inside to outside, which made him very shocked.
This is the first time Han Li has tasted this feeling of being seen through at a glance.
The man in blue waited until the table was filled with wine and food, and began to eat and drink, and the food was very sweet, as if no one was there.
Han Li was a little restless at the moment, feeling uneasy.
Although he hadn't used the Celestial Eye to observe the opponent at this time, the powerful spiritual power faintly emanating from the man in blue still stunned him abruptly. He knew very well that the other party was definitely an immortal cultivator with far more mana than himself.
Han Li had only seen Yu Zitong and Venerable Jin Guang before, two immortal cultivators. One of them was a primordial spirit who had completely lost his physical mana, and the other was pitifully low in mana. He killed them as soon as they met. Therefore, Han Li still doesn't know much about cultivators, and his mind is still full of mystery. He really doesn't know how to deal with this situation where the other party is much stronger than himself.
"This blue-clothed man won't unceremoniously kill himself as soon as he took a shot like he did to Master Jin Guang?" Han Li couldn't help thinking about the worst.
As a result, the man in blue finished his meal amidst Han Li's distraught fear. He took out a towel and wiped the corners of his mouth, then dropped a piece of silver and floated away. From the beginning to the end, they never looked at Han Li again, as if they had completely forgotten about Han Li.
Han Li waited until this person had completely left the restaurant before he let out a long breath and lay down on his chair. Although the time for the man in blue to eat was very short, he felt it was as long as a whole day. His mental oppression was too great, as if he had just fought a life-and-death battle with someone.
At this time, the man in blue appeared at the alley at the other end of the street, where another 30-year-old man in yellow was waiting.
"Third brother, why are you late? We still have to meet up with Big Brother!" the man in the yellow shirt said with some dissatisfaction.
"Hey! Second brother, don't be angry! I just haven't eaten the food in the secular world for several years, so I went to taste it again!" The man in blue said with a smile.
"You're just greedy! How many times have I told you that we cultivators should be ascetic and avoid this kind of eating and drinking. But you don't listen. You eat and drink, at least let your heart down. Less." The man in the yellow shirt glared at the man in the blue suit, and said angrily.
"Haha! Got it, got it, let's not make an example! By the way, I saw other immortal cultivators at the dining place." The man in blue hurriedly brought up the matter of meeting Han Li in order to change the subject.
"Oh! Is that so? Is the magic power deep?" The man in the yellow shirt really turned his attention to this place.
"The mana is very shallow. It seems that you have just reached the seventh or eighth level of the basic skills, and you are barely qualified to participate in the Ascension of Immortals. I really don't understand? Why do you come to Lanzhou to join in the fun with such a shallow mana? Do you really think you can do it? With shit luck, can you win the Immortal Ascension Conference?" The man in blue curled his lips.
"Is the other party old?"
"Seventeen or eighteen years old."
"That's right, the other party came with the elders in all likelihood, and it should be to think about the long experience and broaden the horizons. It is estimated that this person will really participate in the Ascension Fair in the next ten years. "The man in yellow shirt said with a smile.
"I'm talking about it! In this way, the other party's qualifications are not bad. If it takes another ten years, this person may really reach my level." The man in blue said triumphantly.
"Stop selling yourself and bragging! As far as your tenth level of kung fu has just been practiced, there are many annual Ascension to Immortals Conferences at this level. If you really practiced to the eleventh level, it's not too late to boast on the second level." Huang Shan The man said angrily and amusedly, and then ignored the living treasure, turned and left.
"Really, if I can practice more than ten levels without taking the Foundation Establishment Pill, then I will come to participate in the Immortal Ascension Fair! Why don't I go directly to apprenticeship." The blue-clothed man followed behind with a mutter, and left here.