Seeing the handwriting on the table disappear, Qin Chuan knew the division of the martial arts cultivation realm that Lao Dao said in his heart, if he was against others, and heard the other party say that he was a martial artist above the Gathering Spirit and Qiyuan, Qin Chuan would definitely turn around and run away without saying a word. It's just that I thought that I finally condensed the empty mountains and Danhai, and I had just entered the realm of synaesthesia, and I hadn't been in Qingzhou City for a few days, so I knew that there were so many realms above synaesthesia, and I couldn't help but be deeply shocked. It seems that the path of martial arts is endless, and there is no end in sight in a short life.

Qin Chuan suddenly thought of Li Canghai of the Northern Stygian Mountain that he saw in the alleyway that day, and asked with some curiosity: "Li Canghai, the pavilion master of the Northern Stygian Mountain Pavilion of the Pavilion, should be your old acquaintance, what kind of realm is he?"

The old Taoist knew that Qin Chuan would ask this, and motioned for Qin Chuan to fill the altar of April Green on the table before saying: "You asked me before, why do other people see the aura of heaven and earth all have a shape, or stand tall like a mountain, or surging like a river, but you are a little special, you can't see anything, only two bottomless black vortices. Li Canghai is to understand the ups and downs of the river and sea, so there are swordsmen in the world for the fear of the sword of the sea, it is said that few people in the world can see him draw a sword, and have never seen him with a sword. But if you are fated, you can also reach his upper three realms, and it is not impossible to even take a few steps further. ”

Qin Chuan picked up his wine glass and pondered to himself. As the old Tao said before, this world is a game of chess, and everyone in the world is a chess piece. There are so-called strong martial arts who can't get out of the shackles and cages when they cut off the river with a sword; those who have the balance of yin and yang, and their clever plans in the world are nothing more than a void after all; but who is the master of this chess game? And what is the ultimate purpose of this chess game?

Qin Chuan shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly, for a cultivator of the synaesthesia realm like himself, he could only have a little prestige in Qingzhou City, but as long as he entered a prosperous place, he was afraid that he would not be worthy of showing people. It is said that the defenders of the capital are at least in the synaesthesia realm, and if they want to become a small commander, they must be in the Qiyuan realm. Therefore, worrying about such things is undoubtedly unfounded.

Qin Chuan filled his wine glass, filled Lao Dao again, and solemnly raised his hands and saluted Lao Dao: "Lao Dao, I have always had a question, you are leaving now, if you don't hurry up and ask, I am afraid it will be difficult to see each other again in this life." When I bury half of my body in the loess, I will die with hatred. ”

Lao Dao waved his hand: "I know what you want to ask, but it's not time yet." For you, at present, you only have a meager self-preservation, and in the eyes of those big people, you are just an ant, and you can't move to the table at all. But it's also a blessing for you. It is better to live in a corner and be a rich man, with 100 acres of fertile land, four seasons of harvest, carriage for travel, and hot food when returning. ”

Qin Chuan was not satisfied with this answer. The so-called fallen leaves return to the roots, but they are like seeds that come with the wind, just accidentally take root in Qingzhou City, and they don't know who they are and who their parents are. Even if the two of them have passed away, for Qin Chuan, he wants to add a handful of loess, instead of living this remnant as the old Tao said.

Although sometimes getting the answer will be more uncomfortable than ignorance, but Qin Chuan has been accompanied by evil diseases since he was a child, and he has long been accustomed to this, if he didn't take this opportunity to say something from the old Tao, then Qin Chuan would regret it in the chaos.

Qin Chuan called his men and prepared to reopen an altar of April Green, although he was already a little drunk, but Qin Chuan did not use the aura of heaven and earth to discharge his drunkenness.

On the contrary, the guy from Lvbaoju saw that Qin Chuan's face was already red, and he was dressed ordinarily, not like a rich family, and he seemed to be a bit drunk, so he reminded him next to him: "Hey, master, our store has a small profit, and you can never take credit." The implication is very obvious, April Green is a valuable and good wine in Qingzhou City, and no one is allowed to play drunk and not give money.

Qin Chuan took out a silver coin from his arms, estimated the weight in his hand, and then threw it to the guy in Lvbaoju: "It is natural to give silver money for dinner." Sir, I never owe any money on credit. Go, add me a jar of April green, and the rest of the money will come to a few plates of large intestines, and there will be some silver money left...... I've got you. "It was expected that Qin Chuan was so stubborn, he didn't expect to drink happily and reward others with money.

The guy from the Green Treasure House got the silver coin, bit it with his teeth, and immediately stepped back with a smile on his face: "Wait a minute, the April green and Jiuqu large intestine will be brought immediately, and I will give you another stir-fried vegetables, tsk, the cabbage that has just bloomed is very tender." ”

Seeing Qin Chuan so generous, Lao Dao couldn't help but ask in surprise: "Today, the sun comes out of the west, and I can't imagine that the iron rooster house has to pluck its feathers." I've been with you for decades, and it's the first time I've seen you only dig out and not take it back!

Qin Chuan sighed: "You are going to leave today, without your wine jar beside me, how can I use as much silver as I can use firewood, rice, oil and salt." Although the price of Qingzhou City is more expensive than that of Mataling Taoist Temple, I can spend some time by buying some raw rice to cook porridge. If it really doesn't work, how about going to the rich businessman to be a housekeeper at the door? ”

Lao Dao smiled and didn't say anything, took the April Qing in the hands of the Lubaoju guys, removed the remnants of the table, ate a mouthful of Jiuqu intestines and said with a smile: "If you go to the rich businessman and magnate's house as a janitor, Zhou Youliang is afraid that he will immediately come to the door to seek revenge, and when the time comes, you will be the enemy of the entire Qingzhou City, and I am afraid that I will miss such a scene." It's just that I'm not around, you be careful in everything, and you can live longer by walking with your head down. After all, in the eyes of the people in the temple, the synaesthesia realm is just a thug at best, and it can only scare some ordinary martial artists. ”

Qin Chuan took a bite of bacon and took a sip of April Green, his face became more and more red: "If I don't know something, even if I am a rich man, I am afraid I will have hatred." Even if you can't get drunk after drinking ten jars, you will wake up in a nightmare. ”

Lao Dao smiled slightly when he heard this, naturally he knew what Qin Chuan wanted to explore, touched his white beard, and looked helpless: "That's it, this parting, I don't know if I will have a chance to meet in this life, I will tell you this time!"

Qin Chuan saw that Lao Dao was willing to tell the truth, and hurriedly moved from the opposite side of Lao Dao to his right hand, listening intently.

Lao Dao thought for a while and said slowly: "In the Qinling Mountains of Longguo, there are 100,000 mountains, with deep trees and dense forests, and miasma, which is difficult for ordinary people to come here. And through the 100,000 mountains, there is a fertile soil, which is really wind-blown and wheat-waves, and the scenery is pleasant. Three families have lived here for generations, and they are famous near and far. And the most powerful one is called the Qin family, and it is expected that in the capital, it will give some face to the Qin family. One day, a baby boy was born in the Qin family, the wind roared angrily in the 100,000 mountains, and all the rare beasts ran out of the mountains to the towns, and the scorching sun actually snowed, and everyone only said that it was abnormal, and worshiped the god of the land, and no one took it seriously. That night, a team of black-clothed people came here and slaughtered the ten clans of the Qin family while the Qin family was serving up wine. A Taoist passed by and brought the baby boy who was drowned in a sea of blood to Mataling, and now drinks and eats meat with me at Lvbaoju. It's just that some big people are afraid that the people of the Qin family are not dead, so they sent a lot of letters and whistles to investigate, but they have not found some famous names. ”

Hearing this, Qin Chuan couldn't calm down in his heart for a long time: "Do you know who that team of black-clothed people is?"

Lao Dao drank a cup of April Green, glanced at Qin Chuan, and saw that his eyes were red, like a cultivator who had fallen into a demon, so he recited a few words of the "Bodhicitta Sutra" in his mouth, until Qin Chuan improved a little, and his eyes began to clear before he said: "I don't know, don't say!"

Qin Chuan knew that Lao Dao was afraid that he would lose his mind and go to those black-clothed people to seek revenge. To be able to wipe out the clans of the Qinling Mountains is definitely not an ordinary person. Qin Chuan secretly swore in his heart that he would find out the blood feud of the Qin family, otherwise he would be ashamed of those dead souls.

Qin Chuan regained his senses and asked Lao Dao very seriously: "Then how should I go next?"

Lao Dao ordered a few drops of April green and wrote a few words on the table: "Capital, osmanthus yellow!"

Qin Chuan asked puzzledly, "What do you mean?"

Lao Dao smiled: "In the capital, there is a scholar who likes to drink osmanthus yellow, and his yard must be full of osmanthus trees, you go to find him, and naturally know how to go next." In this way, it is possible to see me in the future Luozi Cliff, otherwise you can live a stable life and stop thinking about revenge. ”

Qin Chuan nodded, taking what Lao Dao said to heart: "When will you leave Qingzhou City?"

Lao Dao closed his eyes and said with a slight hesitation: "This is the moment!" After that, a gust of wind blew, and Lao Dao disappeared into the hall of the Green Treasure Residence, leaving Qin Chuan and a sword box with a blank face.