"Jincheng, we're here."

Du Ping looked at the magnificent town in front of him, the bluestone city wall, standing high in front of him, at a glance it seemed to rise into the sky, there was no end in sight, and the pedestrians who went down and down the ground were shuttling non-stop, a bustle.

This is a very magnificent town, but also an extremely prosperous place, smelling the light fragrance in the air, the whole person does not feel shocked, and the spirit is suddenly sober.

Song Wan'er couldn't wait to open her mouth and shout with them to vent the excitement in her heart.

The prosperity of Jincheng can be seen at the gate of the car, and at the gate of the city, a huge stone stands outside the city gate.

Jincheng!

"It's written with great momentum." Song Wan'er got off the station and looked up at the two words on the boulder under the boulder.

Yunmo's expression was a little complicated, as if he was caught in some kind of memory, and he didn't notice what she said for a while, his eyes staring straight at those two words.

"Of course, this word was specially written for Jincheng by the current martial arts master." The person who was also reading the words under the boulder heard the words, "Little girl, this is the first time you have come to Jincheng." ”

"Yes." Song Wan'er nodded.

"I think some of you are students." This is obviously an insider, it is not the first time he has come to Jincheng, and when he saw that Song Wan'er and others were interested in listening, he immediately explained enthusiastically.

The original name of Jincheng was not called Jincheng, because it was rich in medicinal materials, people called it Medicine City, and the people who came and went called it more, and the people here also called it.

"Medicine City! It's a fitting name. Song Wan'er said.

The air was filled with the smell of medicinal herbs, a smell that was almost unpleasant to others, and Song Wan'er had a keen sense of smell and could naturally detect it.

Whitebeard, Panax notoginseng, Bupleurum, honeysuckle...... These common medicinal materials Jincheng will naturally not be less, and some rare medicinal materials Jincheng are also planted.

"Then why did you change your name again?" Dupin asked.

"Later, ah......" The man's voice was excited, and the story was obviously exciting.

"Zhao San, don't you hurry up. No matter how late it is, it won't be able to catch up. ”

There was a commotion at the gate of Jincheng, and the crowd surged towards Jincheng, shouting something in their mouths, walking and running.

"Oops!" Zhao Sanyi patted his head. Patronizing and talking, he forgot about the serious things, and turned around to leave, "There is a lively look, you are here for the first time." What a blessing. ”

"Let's go, let's go check it out." Song Wan'er said, taking the lead in following.

It was easy to find a lively place, and everyone walked in the direction of the crowd, and soon they saw a high platform in the city.

In the middle of the high platform stood an old man, bowing to the four directions with a smile on his face, and there were several chairs not far behind him, and strangely except for the first one, there were no other people.

The old man's beard was snow-white, and his eyebrows were all white. Wearing a white robe, his snow-white beard was blown by the wind, the wrinkles on his face were piled up one by one, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows showed the wind and frost of time.

"Ahem!" The old man who was white all over his body coughed softly, and the sound was not loud, and the people in the underground were originally lively, but they quieted down in an instant.

It seems that this man has a lot of prestige here.

Song Wan'er and Yunmo and his party were also crowded between the crowd watching the excitement, and the indifferent atmosphere exuded by Yunmo's body, even the people of Jincheng who met for the first time spontaneously kept a certain distance from him. Instinct lets them know that this one is not to be messed with.

Song Wan'er was protected by Yunmo in her arms, and she could easily see the situation on the high platform, "This person is good at maintenance." ”

Don't look at the fact that almost all of the body is white, but the spirit is very good. The health is also very good, and the health is not worse than that of the strong man in his twenties.

"Bai Weng is the old immortal of our Jincheng." The people of Jincheng are very proud when they say it.

White Weng? This name is apt, this person is indeed a snow-white old man.

"Bai Weng is the legend of our Jincheng." The one who was in the know continued, and looked at Song Wan'er and the others in a low voice, "This debate conference is held in Jincheng every three years, and Bai Weng has been presiding over it for five years. ”

Respected people preside over such grand events. Song Wan'er didn't feel strange at all, she was more curious about what this debate conference meant? Is that what she thinks?

The people of Jincheng knew at a glance that Song Wan'er and the outsiders did not understand what they meant, and looked at Song Wan'er and his party with disdain, and when their eyes fell on Yunmo's body, they immediately put it away.

This master, who is not easy to mess with at first glance, is frightening with momentum up and down, Zhao Sanke has not lived enough, and he doesn't want to provoke at all.

Zhao San restrained his expression, his attitude became much better, and he said with a smile: "It's not unusual for Bai Weng to be able to preside over the drug debate conference, the strange thing is that he has presided over it for five consecutive years......"

Zhao San stopped and took a look, and saw that Song Wan'er and the others didn't mean to ask at all, the expression on Song Yun's face was still gentle, even the most out-of-the-box Du Ping could bear it, so he could only continue to say, "In five years, Bai Weng came to power for the first time with such a fairy style, and he is still now, and he has not aged at all. ”

Zhao San saw the surprised look on the faces of Song Wan'er and the others, and a smug look appeared in his eyes, now he knows Bai Weng's magic, "The people in Jincheng say that Bai Weng is an old immortal and will never get old. ”

"Impossible." Du Ping opened his mouth and denied, "There are no immortal people in this world. "If there really is, so many emperors can't do it after thinking of countless ways, but an ordinary old man can do it? That's weird!

"I didn't say that Bai Weng is immortal." Zhao San shook his head again and again.

Du Ping's small eyes crossed Zhao San's body with contempt, did you say that he was immortal, you just said that he was an old immortal, who had ever heard that immortals would grow old?

"Wan'er, what do you think?" Song Yun looked down at his sister and asked.

"This old man should know how to heal, especially about health." Song Wan'er said.

Since Jincheng is still known as the medicine city, there are naturally a lot of medicinal materials in the city, and it is still easy to prolong life as long as those who are proficient in medical skills take good care of it.

However, Song Wan'er frowned slightly, "It's been like this for fifteen years, and I'm really curious about this old man's health regimen." ”

Song Wan'er also understands the method of health preservation, Song Yun and Song Yu and others are also recuperating in their current bodies, unlike Bai Weng to delay the aging of the body, after all, Song Yun and Song Yu are still young, but it always doesn't hurt to be able to learn a little more.

Song Wan'er's eyes lit up, she blinked, looked at the people on the high platform, and showed a slightly treacherous smile. (To be continued.) )

PS: It's Friday, and a good weekend is coming again, looking forward to it~