As soon as the words fell, an old man in ragged clothes walked in from the door of the inn, the old man's face was full of beard, he was unkempt at first glance, and even had some strange smell on his body, the tattered clothes were worn underneath, and when he entered the door, he sniffed what the smell was with the red rosacea, and finally came to the front of Chentian, and saw the jade wine bottle in Chentian's hand, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said to Chentian: "This little brother, I just smelled that the taste of your medicinal wine is really pure, I don't know if I can let the old beggar taste it?"

As soon as the old beggar's words came out, all the people present laughed, and countless contemptuous eyes were focused on the old beggar, people don't sell it even if they give money, you a poor beggar still want to drink the elixir refined by the alchemist? The laughter spread throughout the lobby of the restaurant, the old beggar didn't seem to be a little angry, just looked at everyone with a smile, as if he enjoyed everyone's ridicule, but Chen Tian looked at the old beggar, handed over a bottle of elixir in his hand, and said with a smile: " Old man, since you want to taste it, take it and try it, the old man is better than some rough people, don't charge money, if you want to drink, then you want to me. ”

Chen Tian's actions made everyone present stunned, and the big man couldn't hold his face, and shouted angrily: "Stinky boy, you are looking for death! My dignified name of the Bingyu Sword God is unknown to no one and no one knows, if you rush to this city and don't give me face, I will kill you!"

After speaking, the war knife behind him was instantly unsheathed, and a sharp knife was cut off along Chentian's head, Chen Tian sneered, raised the chopsticks in his hand, and went towards the sharp knife, only to hear the sound of a crisp weapon, in an instant, Chentian's chopsticks accurately clamped the big man's war knife, the big man was shocked, he slashed this knife with a force of more than 30,000 catties, and even the chopsticks were not broken?

Chentian's chopsticks were clamped fiercely, and in an instant, the sound of shattering came again, and the war knife suddenly became two, one fell to the ground and hit the floor, and the so-called Bingyu Sword God was already scared at this time and almost peed his pants, looking at Chentian with an incredible face, only to see that the smile on Chentian's face had long disappeared at this time, replaced by a cold face, and said lightly: "Get out, don't let me see you!"

The Bingyu Sword God hurriedly wanted to run out, Zeng Han smiled slightly, stretched out his legs, kicked on the ass of the Bingyu Sword God, and kicked it out, and all the martial artists present laughed!

"Tsk. The taste of this wine is really much better than those ordinary wines, hehe, little brother, thank you for the wine, I am full of wine, old man, I want to find a place to sleep, tsk, boy, old man, I advise you, the fork in the road of the thirtieth peak, but don't go to the right, haha!" After the old beggar finished speaking, he disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, but no one in the martial artists present paid attention to it, only a few people in Chentian noticed.

Chen Tian was slightly startled, the pupils in his eyes shrank slightly, he didn't even see that the old beggar was actually a master just now! The ethereal disappeared in front of him, without causing any spatial fluctuations, and even made others ignore his existence, it seems that he is a powerful martial sect! Chen Tian suddenly turned his head and asked Zeng Han and Dongfang Chen: "Did that old beggar say anything just now?"

Zeng Han and Dongfang Chen looked at each other, and they both said that they hadn't heard anything, but Chen Tian heard it, and when he told himself about the thirty peaks, don't choose the right side at the intersection, could it be that the old man is from the Spirit Valley?

Chen Tian shook his head, didn't think about it, and after eating something, he found a room to rest.

And on a certain street in Linghuan City, the old beggar in rags was holding a jade wine bottle, savoring a little bite, with a little satisfied smile on his face, when the old beggar walked, he suddenly saw three figures in front of him, and suddenly appeared here, led by an old man with slightly gray hair, wearing a red robe, with the logo of Linghua Valley, and the two behind him were also the same sign, the old man led by the old man frowned slightly at this time and said respectfully to the old beggar:" Divine Venerable, let's go back to the Spiritual Valley with me, this time the assessment is about to begin, the assessment of the thirty-sixth mountain peak, in the past, it was all the doppelganger of the Divine Venerable, now if you don't sit in charge, who can take on the heavy responsibility!"

God!

If the masters on the continent hear this word, they will definitely be shocked, because when they reach the level of martial arts, they will have their own name, and the strong people who reach this level will be respected as a certain immortal, and this old beggar is called a god, obviously because the strength of this beggar has reached the strength of the puppet emperor.

The old beggar glanced at the red-robed old man, and said slightly drunk: "I don't want to go back, I'm bored to death in the Spirit Valley, I've been in it for more than a thousand years, and it's good to come out to play occasionally, as for the assessment problem, that and that...... Isn't Qing'er free, just let her go, take my place, and sit on the thirty-sixth peak!"

The old man at the head was shocked, and hurriedly said: "But Shenzun, your doppelganger is the strength of the peak of the Martial Saint on weekdays, but Qing'er has already reached the realm of the Martial Sect, and it is really too difficult for the people who are assessed, and it is obviously impossible for them to defeat the Martial Sect in that situation." ”

"Tsk, no problem, do as I say, occasionally increase the difficulty, it's always the old man, what's the point of me making a move, Xueqing's girl should also come out to let her fight, always hold back in the Spirit Valley, and then be stupid!" The old beggar looked at the old man with disdain.

Listening to the old beggar's words, the old man in the red robe nodded, and said respectfully to the old beggar: "Yes, I will obey the decree of Lord God!"

The old man in the red robe did not have any objection to the words of the old beggar, or he did not dare to object, because although he had the final say in the Spirit Valley, he did not have any status in the face of the ancestor of the Spirit Valley, the Spirit Illusion God, because the entire Spirit Valley had to rely on this old beggar to support it, otherwise, the Spirit Valley would have been destroyed for so many years, and when he raised his head, he found that the old beggar had disappeared again, the old man shook his head silently, and then disappeared into the vast snow with the two people behind him。

When night fell, the Fantasy City became quieter after a day of noise, only the sound of snow and cold wind outside, and there were few pedestrians on the streets, the lights in the rooms of the various inns were on, and no one was sleepy, because everyone had their own ghosts, and no one knew who was thinking what, in a room of the Fantasy Inn, several figures in the room were sitting at the table.