"Go to Ming Xuanzong and report my name, if you succeed in getting there, and you still have the life to speak." The ice in Li Wuming's eyes melted, although he knew that it was stupid to do so, like giving a steaming bowl of rice to a broken man on the street, but in the end it would not cure him of his poor illness.

But his personality is not as cold as the Great Star Dog that has lasted for thousands of years, just as he likes the revival of spring and hates the frost and snow of winter. "My golden years, Li Wuming, you are really a superficial gentleman." He cursed himself in his heart.

But on the surface, he still didn't smile, his expression was so cold that people couldn't feel the temperature, and he didn't want to get close to the living. He spoke, and his voice was low, reminiscent of a boulder falling into the depths of the sea, and it made people's hearts seem to fall deeply:

"But don't blame me for not reminding you, I can't see the talent of cultivating immortals in you, rotten wood cannot be carved, and your chances of embarking on the road of cultivating immortals are very small, even if you have my recommendation, your best end is just to do a lifetime of miscellaneous labor."

The candle flame in the eyes of Wei Ketian and the four of them flickered, but after all, it still burned stubbornly and did not quietly extinguish. Wei Ketian clenched his fists and bent over, like an ear of wheat in the wind: "Senior Xie, you can give us this opportunity, it is already a blessing for our three lives, and we dare not covet more." ”

"Why don't you leave now? Don't come and bother me again. Li Wuming waved his sleeves impatiently, as if to erase the clouds in the sky. In this way, he is hiding the sadness in his eyes, grieving for these people who have little hope.

The talent of cultivating immortals? There are very few such things, and everyone who owns it is lucky enough to be like a diamond in the middle of nowhere. A talented person like Wen Jin and the others in the same town is really hard to find, and it is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Yes, immortal, I don't know your name?" The dappled light and shadow of the candle flame on Chai Bern's face reflected his face yellow, like the vast dusk of the sun when it lowered the horizon.

"Li Wuming." Li Wuming narrowed his eyes, which made the figures of the four of them blur and hazy, merging with the light of the candles, turning into black and yellow color blocks. He suddenly sighed a little, and stretched out his hand to make a driving motion towards the four people.

Then he turned and stepped into the shadow, where the light could not shine. The flame on the candle was extinguished with a whirl, plunging the room back into the deep night. Starlight peeked in through the window, revealing an outline of the four figures.

Although the night was dark, Li Wuming's divine sense still reflected the movements of several people. The four of them looked at each other, only seeing each other's starlight eyes, and then walked to the window in turn, and crossed out with the agility of a warrior, disappearing into the haze of the night.

……

It was dawn. Wen Jin opened his eyes without showing a trace of tiredness, feeling as if he had just been fished out of the ice water, refreshing, clear, and with a hint of itching, the whole person was extremely sober.

"Another good day." Wen Jin, who had just come out of meditation, stretched out, jumped up from the bed, walked to the window and opened it. The sunlight is like a soft cotton thread, reflecting the dust in the room.

After washing up and tidying up his clothes, he pushed open the door and saw Guo Ke, who was wilting like a flower that had not met nectar for a long time, and You Jiao'er, who was standing next to him. "Yo, wake up early!" Wen Jin beckoned.

He smiled, his teeth as white as pearls. Guo Ke covered his mouth, yawned big, and lowered his eyelids, as if he was still missing the sweet dream: "Don't say it, I played too late yesterday, and I got up too early today, I feel like a bear who has been woken up from hibernation." ”

"I didn't expect it, Guo Ke, you are still a snooze." Wenjin was in high spirits, which made Guo Ke extremely envious. He looked at Wen Jin, who was in full bloom, and asked enviously, "Wen Jin, why are you so energetic, we should sleep at the same time, right?" ”

Wen Jin squeezed his eyes, raised his hand and made a silent gesture, like a squirrel trying to hide his food. Then, he whispered like a mosquito whispering, "This is the secret of the immortals, we all use deep meditation instead of sleep, and the two are like sea water and river water." ”

Guo Ke nodded clearly, and at this moment, the door next to him creaked open, and the sound was similar to a torn brocade, and then Li Wuming walked out with a dark circle under his eyes, as if someone had used pen and ink to wrap around his eyebrows.

"What are you talking about?" His spirit is very good, he is full of energy, and he is like Wen Jin. Without waiting for Wen Jin and the four of them to ask, he said to himself: "Yesterday, because of some things, I didn't sleep well, but fortunately I didn't delay today's trip." ”

Wen Jin thought of the people last night, and he had a feeling that his doubts had been suddenly solved. Laughing and laughing, they walked out of the inn and saw the coachman who was already waiting at the door. The horses ate the green grass seeds on the roadside, and the coachman took a nap with a long whip against the carriage.

Several men got into the carriage one by one, and the trembling of the carriage woke the coachman. He hurriedly took the wicker-like whip, climbed into the coachman's seat, and whipped the horses forward. The sound of the whip was like a thunderbolt that had shrunk ten thousand times, and under such a sound, everyone's journey began again.

……

Mian Ye walked down the street, dressed in a blue and purple robe, like the purple gas in the east when the sun rose. Because the black robe with gold is too conspicuous, and the enemies of the organization have increased recently, he did not choose the black robe.

Erjian followed behind, wearing a yellow-and-white midcoat with a belt tattooed with a golden tiger, and holding a long knife as tall as himself. The tiger on the belt is lifelike, as if it is about to climb up the lines of its clothes in the next moment.

Because of the length of his legs, Er Jian often took two steps to compare to his master's step, which made him quite annoyed. His little face sank, like a rainy sky: "Hey, where are we going?" Besides, why don't you wait for me! ”

"Oh, I'm sorry." The face took off the cigarette gun and spat out a thick puff of smoke, like clouds in the sky. Saying sorry, he walked faster, "We're going to find the connector from Ocean City, and...... You're an immortal cultivator anyway, what's the matter if you go faster? ”

"It's not a question of whether you go fast or not, it's a question of respect! I'm going to sue, you don't respect your companion at all! Er Jian held the long knife and said angrily, like a provocative cat with bared teeth.

"Okay, okay." The noodle man's pace slowed down a little, but only a little, like a bowl of water from a lake.