Wang San set off from Meilin Village, crossed the mountains and went straight to the ancient style faction, except for encountering Gu Ming's dangerous trap. Along the way, there was no more danger.

The only accident was when he was meditating on a big tree and fell to the ground with a terrible scream, but with Gu Ming's lesson, Wang San didn't investigate.

After half a month of traveling, Wang San can be said to have never slept well, never eaten a bite of rice, and filled his hunger with barbecue and mountain springs all day long.

As soon as he entered the city, he had to pay the money, although Wang San was surprised, he still decisively took out the silver. But Wang San didn't expect that his way of paying money would be so shocking to Yang Daoyuan and others.

You must know that there is an unwritten rule in Ancient Wind City, that is, whenever an immortal cultivator comes, whether he is a disciple of the Ancient Wind Sect or not, he is a high-class guest.

Therefore, Yang Daoyuan's exclamation not only frightened the two city guards who were already in a cold sweat to the ground with weak legs, but even the coachmen just now were scared half to death.

"Please forgive the immortal elder for his sins, and ask the immortal elder for forgiveness!"

The two city guards who were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, one was surnamed Han Mingwu, who was the maternal cousin of Han Shaofeng, an inner disciple of the Gufeng Sect, and the other was Gu Huan, who was chatting with Yang Daoyuan just now.

Although these two people are relatives of immortal cultivators, but unfortunately they are only relatives, if they really offend a certain monk, I am afraid that they will be killed by the other party, and the relatives of the monks behind them will not ask, so both of them are very afraid.

Wang San saw that the two of them were trembling with fright from him, and his heart was very relieved, but in this kind of place where there are many people, it is not necessarily a good thing to pretend to be a monk.

So Wang San politely helped the two of them up, handed over the broken silver in his hand, and asked: "The two of you misunderstood, I am not an immortal elder, I am just a hunter, do you think this silver is enough?" ”

"You...... You're really not a monk? ”

Han Wu and Gu Huan still seemed to be a little unconvinced, and they didn't dare to reach out to pick up the broken silver. Seeing this, Wang San secretly laughed in his heart, stuffed the broken silver into Han Wu's hand, stretched his neck, and looked into the city with great interest. Bypassing the two of them, they walked into the city gate.

The first feeling that this ancient city gave Wang San was that it was ancient, and the houses in the entire city were built with stones and wood, and some of the ancient towns left in the scientific and technological society. It's very similar.

Perhaps due to its location, the streets of the ancient city are not very spacious, barely enough for two carriages to pass side by side.

The streets are paved with bluestone slabs, and there are all kinds of shops on both sides, and the various goods of the shopkeepers are piled up in the east and west corners, which is obviously chaotic.

Directly opposite the city gate, there is an inn called Helou, but the strange thing is that at the door of this inn, it is not the shopkeeper who stands, but dozens of waist scimitars. A sturdy soldier with a spear.

These soldiers all had a chill in their eyes, and they seemed to be people who had really been on the battlefield and had seen blood, giving people a fierce and fierce feeling.

After entering the city gate, Wang San stopped and looked around, and then prepared to go directly to the opposite inn to stay, and then buy a set of clothes to change and wash.

But as soon as he had not taken two steps, someone behind him shouted, "Immortal Chief, please stay!" ”

Before leaving the city gate, Wang San had already said that he was not an immortal elder, and the purpose was not to be too ostentatious. Attracting real monks and causing trouble, and hearing someone shouting so loudly, Wang San was very displeased.

Looking back, the people who shouted loudly were not the two city guards. It was the coachman who was the first to exclaim, and Wang San frowned.

"What's the matter with you? Didn't you say it, I'm not an immortal, I'm surnamed Wang. ”

"Hehe, it turned out to be Wang Xian...... Brother Wang! The villain Yang Daoyuan has been a groom in Gufeng City for more than ten years. I think Brother Wang is the first time to come to Ancient Wind City, right? How about I help you as a guide? ”

Yang Daoyuan's mouth was very sharp, and he said his intention in a crackling breath, and Wang San was shocked when he heard it, and thought: This person's eloquence is really good, he can catch up with the talk show, he is new to this place, and he doesn't know a few ancient texts, it is good to have a guide by his side, and by the way, he can also inquire about the location of the ancient style school.

Thinking of this, Wang San frowned and said with a smile: "Oh, it turns out that the eldest brother's surname is Yang, fortunately!" Fortunately! I don't know how much you charge a day for this guide? ”

"Oh oh...... no charge, no charge."

"No charge?"

Wang San was silent, how can there be a free lunch in the world, this is not charged, there must be other purposes, and others cannot run errands for you in vain.

With a sharp turn in his mind, Wang San's face turned pale, and he said lightly: "Wang is a real person, what is the purpose of Brother Yang, just say it!" ”

Yang Daoyuan saw that Wang San's expression was stern, so he had to pour out all the thoughts in his heart, and said with a pleading face: "Daoyuan has been to the ancient style sect countless times, and he knows the magical powers of some monks, just now Wang Xian ...... Brother Wang took out the broken silver, but it was taken out by God's vision, so take me as a disciple. ”

"You've been to the Archaic Sect?" Wang San was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly asked, "Then do you know how to leave the Immortal Sect?" ”

Yang Daoyuan's eyes widened, and he exclaimed, "Brother Wang is going to the Liuxian Sect?" ”

"Well, I have a brother in the Liuxian Sect, and Wang is looking for him."

"Do you have a brother who is a disciple of the Liuxian Sect?"

"Well, almost."

Wang San's answer was actually not a lie, because he believed that Huzi could do it, but Wang San didn't know that after Yang Daoyuan heard it, he was surprised and happy in his heart, and secretly said that he had finally met a nobleman, whether the other party was willing to accept him as a disciple or not, there would be great benefits behind him.

After secretly making up his mind, Yang Daoyuan said: "Brother Wang, this is not the place to talk, it's better like this, I'll help you find an inn, and when you finish freshening up, I'm slowly telling you how about it?" ”

"It's okay, then Brother Lao Yang will lead the way."

Since the whereabouts of the Liuxian faction could be found from Yang Daoyuan, Wang San was not in a hurry, and walked directly to the inn of the building with his legs.

"Huh! Brother Wang, slow down, if you really want people to know that you are a monk, I advise you not to go to the Hideous House Inn. ”

"Hideous Building?" Now Wang San finally recognized those two words and asked, "Why?" ”

"The Hideous Tower is an inn specially built for immortal cultivators in Ancient Wind City, and only monks can enter it."

"Oh!"

Through Yang Daoyuan's explanation, Wang San finally understood. Next, Yang Daoyuan took Wang San to an inn called 'Listening to Yuxuan' to settle down.

In order to appease Wang San, Yang Daoyuan took the initiative to pay the fee, and while Wang San was freshening up, he also ran out to buy a set of Qingyun robes. (To be continued.) )