After leaving the second floor, Shen Lian felt very comfortable. The old Taoist priest's eyes, which were drowsy, opened his eyes and glanced at him. This time, Shen Lian was not pulled into the illusion and smiled slightly.
When Shen Lian walked over, he saluted him.
However, the old Taoist priest still didn't pay much attention to him, and Shen Lian didn't think it was strange. This Grand Master has lived for an unknown number of years. He is simply a living fossil. In the mortal world, he can witness the rise and fall of a civilization.
Although he can barely stand in the world now, compared with such a big shot, he is still not good enough.
After quietly leaving Taiwei Pavilion in a relaxed mood, Shen Lian did not go back to Taiyi Peak alone, but left the mountain gate and arrived at Nanke Town at the foot of the mountain.
He hardly needed to use his magic power, and his speed was incredible. After passing the mountain gate formation, he arrived at 'Yan Bugui' in an instant. He was in a good mood today and wanted to drink some wine.
At this point, except for the legendary Yaochi Immortal Brew, other drinks, even if they are made with the best elixir, are not much different.
Besides, wine is not meant to benefit oneself. Sometimes you can drink it when you are happy, sometimes you drink it when you are sad, and you drink it even when you are fine.
Of course, this is talking about people who like to drink, such as the elder drunk Taoist Qingxuan, who regards drinking as a pastime.
As a disciple of Zui Taoist, Yan Bugui did an even better job. He not only drank it himself, but also invited others to drink. However, his wine was real wine, while the wine he invited others to drink was water that tasted like alcohol.
But he never felt that this was cheating, because most people drink just for the feeling.
Shen Lian walks happily, and there is a word called Pengpi Shenghui.
It couldn't be more appropriate to use it at this time.
There were not many customers in the store, and the hall was still very empty. There was no sun today, and the weather was gloomy. The light in the hall was not very good, but as soon as Shen Lian came in, the hall seemed to become brighter.
This kind of brightness is not that Shen Lian is shining, but that he gives people the feeling that he has become a bright light. The light of this lamp is not intense, but it is long-lasting.
Shen Lian was leisurely and content. The waiter in the store was no longer the same waiter more than 20 years ago. He was still the same person. As for why he was not the same, it was because he was already very old. There was still some frost on his temples and a lot of snow on his forehead. There are no wrinkles, but the hands and feet used to wipe the table are still so smooth.
In fact, anyone who does something for a long time will feel very comfortable. If you stick to boring things and become a habit, you won't feel anything.
The waiter in the shop has also received many people, because sometimes tourists from other places come here by mistake, and there are even some people from the world of Jianghu or casual cultivators who come here. Therefore, it is impossible for him to remember everyone he meets, but Shen Lian is too impressive to him, because Shen Lian has a unique temperament, very gentle, and also aloof and arrogant, and the most important thing is, More than twenty years later, Shen Lian is still the same as before, still looking like a handsome young man, and the years have left no trace on his face.
At the beginning, the waiter vaguely heard from Yan Bugui that Shen Lian entered Qingxuan and became Qingxuan's immortal chief.
Immortals age slowly, and the waiter was only slightly surprised. Although the people in the small town are very close to Qingxuan, there are two different worlds inside and outside the mountains.
Therefore, even if Qingxuan changes his head, there will be no difference to the people of Nanke Town at the foot of the mountain. They will not know that there is a big man reincarnated in the mountain.
There is never a clear distinction between immortals and mortals, but differences naturally arise.
As the Taoist scripture says, how can the sparrows in the trees care how high Kunpeng flies? It doesn't make any difference whether it's a few thousand miles high or ninety thousand miles high.
The waiter stepped forward and said, "What would you like to drink, Mr. Immortal? The boss is here today. If not, I'll ask him to come out."
Shen Lian looked at him and smiled lightly: "You are much older than you were then. Are you married and having children now?"
The waiter was a little surprised. He didn't expect Shen Lian to still remember him. He remembered Shen Lian because he was deeply impressed, but how could Shen Lian care about people like them.
He scratched his head in embarrassment, and now it seemed that his back was a little hunched. The waiter said: "I didn't expect the immortal to still remember me. I got married a long time ago, and now my son has married a wife and gave birth to a big fat boy." "
Shen Lian said: "This is a good thing, congratulations."
The waiter said: "Oh, I'd better ask the boss to come out and talk to you. Look, I don't even know what to say to you."
Shen Lian didn't mean to look down on the mortals, but as a mortal himself, it was already good for Xiaoer to be able to speak out after seeing such an immortal figure like Shen Lian. If he was asked to say anything coherent, it would be beyond him. range of abilities.
But it was beyond his expectation that Shen Lian was so easy to talk to.
Shen Lian smiled and said, "No need, he has already come out."
Yan Bugui seemed to have just woken up. He was in the town ten days a month, because this guy was a bandit, and because his ancestor had a relationship with Zui Taoist, and they had agreed to choose one of his descendants to send him there in the future. Practice Taoism in the mountains.
Unexpectedly, when the drunk Taoist found him, Yan Bugui was already happily on the mountain.
This guy originally had quite a fortune in his family, and he usually made friends with many good guys from all over the world. Later, because a friend was accused by the government and there was no way to get through, he gathered his brothers and simply robbed the execution ground and went to the mountain.
Zui Taoist arrested him, and Yan Bugui was extremely reluctant. At that time, he happened to encounter Qingxuan Kaishan Gate, and Zui Taoist simply threw him into questioning. As Zui Taoist expected, Yan Bugui really had some Taoism. After coming out of the illusion, I finally had some enlightenment and was no longer so resistant.
When he entered Qingxuan, he was already over 20 years old. According to the rules, he was not admitted. However, Zhang Ruoxu, out of respect for the drunk Taoist, allowed him to enter, and did not prohibit him from going down the mountain occasionally.
Zhang Ruoxu is an impeccable teacher when it comes to guiding the monk's nature and allowing him to practice naturally.
It's just that the master leads you in, and practice is up to you.
Zhang Ruoxu can only do what he can to make the seeds of cultivation become as useful as possible.
When Shen Lian saw Yan Bugui, he couldn't help but put his palms in his hands and laughed and said, "Fellow Taoist, it's done." He was so happy in his heart that he addressed her directly as "Fellow Taoist".
Looking at it with his Dharma eyes, Yan Bugui seemed to be drunk but not drunk. His spirit was overflowing but not scattered. There was Dharma intention in his body, which was naturally restrained.
This is a sign of understanding the way of alchemy. The next step is to return the elixir, and it will happen naturally.
Shen Lian was pleased that Yan Bugui had become an alchemist, Qingxuan had a new force, and there was one more person who could go to the Lingtai Dharma Assembly. He expected that Gu Caiwei would be able to return the elixir before Yan Bugui, but unexpectedly it was Yan Bugui who took the first step.
As for how Gu Caiwei could return the elixir, Shen Lian found a trick. This was part of the reason why he wanted to leave the mountain this time.