The lobby of the tea shop opposite Zixian Pavilion was crowded, and every seat was filled with tea drinkers.
"Although Song Yan is new to the imperial capital, Beigong Shang's name is too loud. As long as Song Yan is not a fool, he will not come to die!" someone analyzed.
"Doesn't that mean we won't be able to see this good show?" someone said regretfully.
"not necessarily!"
Suddenly, an old cultivator said mysteriously: "Do you know the origin of this Song Yan?"
"Doesn't this kid have a great background? Or is he a newly born disciple of a major sect?"
"No!" The old cultivator shook his head, becoming more and more mysterious.
"Old sir, stop being so pretentious and tell us the origin of Song Yan!"
"Yes, old man, stop showing off!"
Hearing everyone's urging, the old Xiu picked up the tea and took a sip, then slowly said: "This Song Inkstone comes from the Tang Dynasty!"
"Tang Dynasty? That small dynasty in a remote area?" A young cultivator said disdainfully.
"Hehe, I thought that Song Yan had some great background, but it turns out he is just a cultivator from a remote dynasty. Hehe, he alone is worthy of competing with Beigong Shang. Humph, I was really wasting my time waiting!"
"Yeah, it's boring!"
"This ending is doomed!"
"Hey, there's nothing to see anymore. Let's go. Why don't we go to the brothel and listen to some music!"
Seeing that everyone was not optimistic about Song Yan, the old cultivator smiled slightly and asked loudly: "Do you all think that the Tang Dynasty is a remote place?"
"Isn't it?" A cultivator sneered.
Some people even ridiculed the old cultivator: "Old sir, stop being so mysterious here!"
"Hehe!" The old cultivator suddenly let out a weird laugh: "You guys are still too young. Although the Tang Dynasty is located in a remote area, there are still masters there. For example, there are immortals in the Taiyi Sect, the state religion of the Tang Dynasty."
"It's impossible, right? Can immortals emerge from that remote area?" Someone questioned, but their expressions were quite surprised.
"If there were no immortals in the Tang Dynasty, how could I, the Great Zhou Dynasty, allow his existence?" the old man said solemnly.
Hearing this, all the cultivators in the lobby lowered their heads and started thinking, and they all felt that what the old cultivator said made sense.
The voice of the old cultivator continued: "The Taiyi Sect has been established for 100,000 years. There are immortals in the sect, and there are also immortal weapons passed down to the world to suppress luck. There are more than two hands of tribulation masters in the sect, and there are hundreds of fusion masters. So many!"
Hearing the old man's words, all the cultivators in the lobby showed surprise.
"Doesn't it mean that this Taiyi Sect is more powerful than the first-class sects of Great Zhou?"
"Yes!" The old cultivator nodded.
"Could it be that Song Yan came from the Taiyi Sect?" Someone suddenly asked.
The old cultivator shook his head: "No, that Song Yan is not a disciple of Taiyi Sect. On the contrary, he turned Taiyi Sect upside down!"
"Isn't it possible? Then Song Yan is only in the late stage of distraction, so how dare he go against the Taiyi Sect?" Someone else raised a question.
The old cultivator smiled and said nothing.
"Come here, give this old man a pot of the best tea, and it will be credited to my account!" A young man in brocade said loudly.
"Thank you, sir!"
The old cultivator nodded to Mr. Jin Yi and continued to speak, slowly telling what Song Yan had done in the Tang Dynasty and the destruction of more than half of the Taiyi Sect, leaving everyone dumbfounded and speechless.
But some people still raised questions: "Old sir, you can't make this up, right? No matter how powerful Song Yan is, he is still in the late stage of distraction. How could he kill so many fusion masters!"
"Hehe!" The old man smiled: "Actually, the old man was quite suspicious when he got the news, but Song Yan did something when he entered our territory of Great Zhou."
Then, the old cultivator told Song Yan's deeds in Xianfeng City.
The events of the Tang Dynasty were too far away, and no one had a clear understanding of the Tang Dynasty. However, when it happened in Xianfeng City, they had an intuitive understanding.
Killed 290,000 demon cultivators and captured the combined demon king alive.
Such things are definitely not something ordinary people can do.
Some people also lamented: "The sword killed 290,000 demon cultivators. This Song Yan is so murderous. He is simply the reincarnation of the killing star!"
Suddenly, someone ran in and shouted: "Everyone, a gambling hall has opened. If Song Yan can't walk out of Zixian Pavilion alive, he will pay 10%, and if he walks out alive, he will pay 10%!"
Hearing this odds, many cultivators in the lobby were overjoyed. Since Song Yan was so fierce, he had a great chance of walking out of the Purple Immortal Pavilion.
But some people are worried that although Song Yan is fierce, Bei Gongshang is not an ordinary person. It is difficult for a powerful dragon to defeat a local snake. What's more, Bei Gongshang himself is a small dragon.
"This is an opportunity. Go and place your bets. I can beat Song Yan to get out alive!"
someone shouted.
Suddenly, everyone rushed out of the tea shop and went to the gambling house to place bets.
And in the private room of this tea shop.
Nangong Yue, Dongfang Yubai and other dandy disciples were all there.
They all heard the previous conversation about Song Yan downstairs.
"I didn't expect that Song Yan was so powerful!" Dongfang Yubai sighed.
"It's best to knock out a few of Bei Gongshang's teeth!" Youdan said with a smile.
"If he can come out of Zixian Pavilion alive this time, I would like to make a good friendship with him!" Nangong Yue said with a smile.
"Here he comes, then Song Yan is here!"
Suddenly, a dandy exclaimed. For a moment, everyone released their consciousness and found that a young man in white was slowly walking towards the end of the street.
The young man's face was calm and calm, and he didn't seem to be worried about what would happen next.
Countless pairs of eyes in the teahouses and restaurants on both sides of the street fell on Song Yan, with curiosity, sarcasm, disdain, and even gloating.
In a small tea shop, Murong Hongdou looked at Song Yan who was walking slowly, with a look of worry and concern in his eyes. He turned back to the old man who was drinking tea leisurely and said: "Grandpa, do you think he can do it?" Will something happen?"
"Don't worry, good people don't live long, and they cause trouble for thousands of years!" The old man said calmly.
"You mean he's fine?" Murong Hongdou couldn't help but have a hint of joy on his face.
"Girl, you care so much about that brat, could it be...?" Suddenly, the old man stared at his granddaughter suspiciously, playing with it.
Murong Hongdou's cheeks were slightly red: "Grandpa, don't talk nonsense, I don't have that."
Seeing his granddaughter's behavior, the old man couldn't help but have a hint of worry in his eyes.
Song Yan walked slowly on the clean streets. He could feel countless spiritual thoughts and consciousnesses spying on him, and many blatant eyes were looking at him.
He didn't care.
Finally, he came to the gate of Zixian Pavilion and his eyes fell on Beigong Shang's four guards.
"I came here to accept the appointment. Where is Mr. Beigong?" Song Yan asked.
"Hehe! If you want to see my young master, you have to pass our level first!" A guard monster laughed and stared at Song Yan maliciously. Of these four guards, three were at the peak of the late distraction stage and one was at the early stage of integration.
Seeing this scene, all the spectators couldn't help showing excitement, and many people even shouted, "Fight quickly, do it quickly, etc."
The author's digression: I saw a reader in the book review area mentioned that the chapters were confusing, and seemed to blame the mosquitoes. Mosquitoes cannot bear to blame this, because the reason for this is probably that there is a problem with your Tadu app. Delete the app and download it again. That should solve the problem.
First update, thanks to Chi Yan Mie Tian
In my dream of flying in the spirit world, I also recall Jiangnan, Jiangnan, Bingxin, Fire Peaks, Walking Alone for Thousands of Miles, Liu Menglong, your friends, these big rewards (to be continued)