Northern Region, Cangzhou City.
The Qingyun Inn was full of people.
A tall cultivator with a long sword on his back and a black gauze hat walked in.
Xiao Er greeted him with a smile on his face and said, "Please come in from the guest officer."
The monk said, "Give me a place on the top floor by the window."
As he spoke, he took out a second-grade spirit stone and put it into the small second-hand.
Xiao Er's eyes lit up, took the spirit stone, and hurriedly took the person to the second floor.
"What kind of dishes are you ordering?" He said attentively as he walked, "Recently, I bought top-quality Jiufang crabs from the shore of Xishuang Lake, and made them into drunken crabs. , the meat is tender and delicious, which can enhance the cultivation base…”
The cultivator put the long sword on the table and interrupted softly, "There is no need for dishes, let's go to a jar of 'Drunken Immortals'."
Little Er rubbed the spirit stone in his hand, and responded quickly, "Okay!"
A jar of "Drunken Immortals" was quickly brought up.
The cultivator poured a bowl, and as soon as he picked it up and put it to his lips, he heard the voice of a speaker from downstairs.
The storyteller's voice was very excited.
"Last time, I said that the wind and rain have changed in the past 30 years, as the so-called dance pavilion, the wind is always blown away by the rain, the soul eater? After the ancestor broke through the mortal realm, how incredible is it, and the current Demon Venerable He was about to fight in the extreme northern desert, but was beheaded by a sword from the Demon Venerable, and his body was hung in the Jingbei City Tower to be dried alive. It is really sad and deplorable to be taken away by the Demon Venerable!"
"After this battle, Demon Venerable was born, and then he held Shura, unified the Demon Domain, and created an unparalleled fierce name. Up to now, the Tianzong Sect Master has been in retreat for dozens of years, and the Tianji Pavilion can't escape from the world again. There is no one in the sect who can support the pillar of the righteous path, and in the past thirty years, the Tao has been eliminated and the devil has risen, who else in the world can hold its edge?"
With that said, the storyteller slapped the gavel again.
"Therefore, this time, we will talk about the Prince of Lunar Sun! Ten years ago, in the battle for the unification of the Western Continent, His Royal Highness, the Demon Emperor, came out with his sword, 'Pushing the Clouds and Seeing the Sun', destroying the Xingyue Dynasty's defense formation. Great deeds. It was recognized by the ancient demon emperor sword that he was born with great luck, and his achievements were still before the birth of the demon god.
"Also speaking, the younger generation of this year can be described as dazzling stars, and there are many people who are about to break through the six realms of the mortal body. For example, He Lanze of the Eastern Continent Tianzong, Master Fawu of the Wusheng Temple in the Western Continent, Xu Qingyue of the Tanqing Sect of the Northern Territory, and Mozong of the Central Continent. The eldest disciple, Wang Daoyan, and the astonishing wanderer Xu Zice among the scattered cultivators... And since the Demon Dao was purged and unified by the Demon Venerable, the rulers who refused to accept its ruler all ordered them to be cut off by Shura's sword, and the rest were all trembling with fear. , When the new generation of stars grows up, and the Demon Venerable is stronger, in the end, two fists are no match for four hands, how can they cope with all the heroes in the world? At that time, it will be the time when the orthodox sect of our Taoism will resume its prosperity thirty years ago!"
"Good!" "Well said!"
The people in the inn clapped their hands one after another.
But suddenly someone whispered: "But I heard that the devil himself was once a disciple of the Tianzong, and his age is much younger than the new generation of stars you said, but his cultivation level reached 30 years ago. Terrifying realm. When the new generation of stars grows up, will he have broken through to the Void Stepping Realm?"
In the inn, the needles could be heard instantly.
In the inn, there were disciples of the Tianzong who passed by Cangzhou City, and immediately got up and said angrily: "Don't call the devil who bullied his master and destroyed his ancestors and betrayed his sect as a disciple of my Tianzong!"
Another disciple of Tianzong next to him pulled his sleeve and gave him a wink, but he was angrily thrown away, "That fellow concealed his identity and went to apprentice to Senior Brother Ye Yunlan, but secretly practiced magic arts and was discovered by Senior Brother Ye. After that, he also threatened Brother Ye not to tell the truth to the sect, forcing his master to run away alone. Senior Brother Ye was seriously injured and his lifespan was not long, and since there has been no news for 30 years, I am afraid he has already died. .Shen Shu is that beast being forced to death? My own master!"
"Senior brother, although brother Ye hasn't heard from him for a long time, he shouldn't lie about his life and death..." The junior brother next to him frowned and persuaded.
The senior brother was full of anger. Hearing this, tears suddenly fell on his face.
"I was rescued by Senior Brother Ye in the mysterious fire. How badly was Senior Brother Ye injured at that time? I know very well the injuries that even the Sect Master can't eradicate. Senior Brother Ye has been alone all these years. Good? I just hate that I didn't see through the real face of that beast at the beginning, and that made Brother Ye unpredictable..."
As he spoke, there was a sound of weeping, so he had to sit down in embarrassment, take a few mouthfuls from the wine jar next to him, and said nothing.
After a brief silence, the inn was full of people again.
Someone said, "Speaking of Ye Yunlan, it seems that he is still at the top of the beauty list today?"
"That's right. It's been more than 30 years, and I haven't changed it. It is said that the two successive Tianji Pavilion masters have a soft spot for him, and although Ye Yunlan has no news, he doesn't know his life or death, so he refuses to withdraw."
"I also heard that this Tianji Pavilion Master is a painting idiot. He once painted a portrait for Ye Yunlan, and he was amazed for several years, and his dream is unforgettable."
However, some people were dissatisfied and said: "How can you be shocked to be a god, and now you are a dead person? How can the dead take the lead? How many people have actually seen the face of the legendary god? But it’s all just rumored in the market. And the legends are always more and more mysterious, such as smelling incense from the other side, it’s all imagined by the world. I have personally seen Xu Xianjun, who is the second best on the list, with his face and sound. The appearance is unforgettable, and the swordsmanship is superb. It is really a person among the gods. Who else in the world can surpass it? Isn't it more amazing than the sick and emaciated person? You should also know that the difference between a mortal and a cultivator is that the body is flawless. No dirt, no dust, and a long lifespan, even if Ye Yunlan is still alive today, it is already the yellow flower of yesterday, unbearable to see. From what I can see, this list of celestial secrets should be changed a long time ago!"
The senior brother who bowed his head and drank the wine suddenly heard a lot of words? He patted the table and said angrily: "You have never seen Senior Brother Ye himself, how can you speak out?"
The person who just spoke was not afraid of him, and said, "I'm just telling the truth. Those who have the ability to occupy the list of heaven's secrets, how can a deceased person who has never met him be sought after for so many years? Xu Xianjun is a good person. It's still here, and this year's younger generation of stars, why can't they take the top spot?"
Seeing that the two of them were about to make a fuss, the storyteller stood in the same place with a helpless expression on his face.
Obviously he has deliberately avoided it? Why is the topic of Tianjibang still being dragged here, causing a lot of quarrel.
That day, Senior Brother Zong had drawn his sword and unsheathed it.
The other person couldn't bear to show weakness, and sacrificed a medicine tripod and floated in front of him.
Just as it was about to explode, suddenly two wooden chopsticks attacked from upstairs like sharp arrows!
The two took a step back in alertness, and the wooden chopsticks stabbed straight into the ground between the two of them, sinking very deep.
"Junior Brother Qi, is enough?"
The monk wearing a black gauze hat floated down from the top floor, and the one carrying the long sword was still unsheathed, but he was already full of sword energy.
The person who was called Junior Brother Qi held the Chinese medicine cauldron in his hand, and said in shock and anger, "Who are you?"
The monk raised his hand and took off the hat on his head, revealing his face, which made the voices in the inn stagnate.
Junior Brother Qi's eyes widened in surprise, "Senior Brother Xu!?"
Xu Qingyue nodded slightly and said softly, "Go and apologize to this fellow Tianzong Taoist."
Junior Brother Qi was reluctant, "Why? Senior brother has a peerless appearance, superb swordsmanship, and everything is better than the sick and dead person of the Tianzong. I'm just telling the truth, why should I apologize to him?"
Xu Qingyue's expression darkened slightly.
"You know, what you said about the sick, the sick, the ghost and the dead, for me, it is a friendship of half a teacher and a friend of the same mountains. I am a swordsman, and I can go to this state. I can't do without it? Fellow Daoist Ye has superb swordsmanship, which I have only seen in my life."
Junior Brother Qi blushed.
"As for Yan Rong..." Xu Qingyue paused, "If you saw him? That person wouldn't say such a thing. In terms of Yan Rong, I'm not as far as Ye Daoyou. The bright moon in the sky is dazzling, and in the world, where else can I go? To find another round of the moon? It's just that Yueman West Tower has been around for a long time, and the return date is still undecided..."
He was silent for a moment, and then said something earth-shattering.
"My heart is in love with Daoyou Ye, it's been a long time."
Junior Brother Qi was full of unwillingness and disbelief.
However, Xu Qingyue had already passed him, took out a spirit stone and placed it in front of the shopkeeper's counter, and walked out of the inn.
The sun is shining outside.
Xu Qingyue closed her eyes and wanted to put on the hat again, but suddenly heard a hoarse murmur not far away.
"... Qingyue?"
The voice was very unfamiliar.
Xu Qingyue frowned, turned to look, and saw a ragged beggar sitting at an alley not far from Qingyun Inn, with a broken bowl in front of him. The beggar only had the upper half of his body, but his lower limbs were completely severed. His beard and hair were sticky in a mess on his face, and his eyes were cloudy. There was a broken bowl in front of him, and there was no silver in it.
The breath is also unfamiliar.
But Xu Qingyue's cultivation base has reached the Mahayana, and the five senses are extremely sensitive, and it is absolutely impossible to misunderstand the other party's previous call.
Maybe someone who had seen him before. he thinks.
Since his name was listed on the Heavenly Secret List, there have been many troubles one after another, and he had to cover his face with a hat on weekdays, which was really annoying.
Xu Qingyue has always paid little attention to these people, but this beggar looks really miserable. After thinking for a moment, he took out a spiritual stone from his arms, walked forward, and threw it into the broken bowl in front of the other party.
A vendor who was hawking saw this and interjected to persuade him, "Immortal, what are you doing for this fool's spirit stone? This fool won't be able to use it even if he accepts it, he's just a waste of money. Besides, he doesn't need to eat and he won't starve to death, and he doesn't need the sympathy of the fairy. "
Xu Qingyue felt a little strange: "Is he a fool?"
The street vendor said: "Yes, it has been silly for several years, and he didn't respond even if you called him, and the street scoundrels didn't fight back when they beat him, and he was still occupying a place here because of his poor looks. Someone kindly moved him to a ruined temple. He will crawl back to where he was before long, and over time, no one will care about him."
Xu Qingyue felt even more strange.
Let's not say that this person doesn't need to eat and will not starve to death, just knowing his name and calling him in such a familiar tone is a strange thing.
He looked at the beggar carefully.
I saw that his face was dirty, and he could see that his facial features were crooked, his legs were broken at the waist, and the remaining half of his body, looking horizontally and vertically, was not someone he knew.
He was silent for a while, then said, "You know me?"
The beggar's eyes were cloudy, and he looked like a fool. Hearing this, his eyes suddenly lit up with clarity.
He stretched out his hand anxiously, drew a star symbol on the ground with his black mud fingers, and said hoarsely.
"... Qingyue, it's me."