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West out of Huashan through Fenghua Valley, not far away is the imperial capital Chang'an, Li Tang Dynasty stretches for thousands of years has never declined and broken, as the capital of Chang'an has also been repaired by generations of skilled craftsmen, and now it has become a gorgeous giant city that covers hundreds of miles of magnificence. Not only the literati who came and went from the south to the north, but even the martial arts people who came and went high also had reverence for this place.

Ren Yunxian and his entourage of five people walked on horses after descending Huashan, and a smooth road outside Fenghua Valley allowed them to glimpse the outline of this giant city from a distance very early, but after half a day, they could only see its majesty from afar, and they had not been able to reach their destination.

According to the itinerary set by Senior Brother Lu, they would rest for a while in Chang'an City, change their fast horses, and then head south to the Wanhua Realm. But judging from the current situation, they will probably have to rest in Chang'an City tonight and set off again tomorrow morning. However, for the pure yang disciples who have just entered the rivers and lakes, the small accident can be regarded as an episode, and it did not cause them to have any negative emotions.

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The scorching sun, although Ren Yunxian and his entourage walked partially, but it is also the official road to Chang'an, compared to the snow that remains unchanged all year round on the Chunyang Palace, this road can be described as very lively, all the "strange things" that the Taoist leaders have never seen, plus the five people are all equipped with pure internal force, and it is difficult for the ordinary cold and heat to affect them, so in the hot weather of May and June, there is not only no pressure, but full of interest.

But people are not afraid, horsepower is lacking, seeing that Chang'an is still looking at each other from afar, after half a day's gallop, Lu Ping also discussed with several juniors and disciples, and took a short rest in the tea house on the side of the road, and then marched to Chang'an after the horsepower recovered, just to arrive before sunset.

Naturally, everyone had no opinion, and soon found a small teahouse on the side of the official road, and let the shopkeeper lead their horses to the manger to feed them, while I lifted the curtain to sit down inside the teahouse.

And when Xiao Er turned back and filled the cup of tea for everyone, Ren Yunxian had the opportunity to take a good look at the interior of the teahouse.

The humble tea house is probably just a farmer's own livelihood, and the layout is simple and sloppy. The low fence divides the whole space into three pieces, and the tea house facing the door is the largest, with about four or five tea tables, while the tea houses leaning against the windows on both sides are limited, two on the left, one on the right, and even the table legs have traces of repair, which looks more like a half-finished product after patchwork together.

-- Obviously, in this small teahouse, the two sides are not elegant seats, and the scenery outside the window is by no means moving, but you can hear some beggars shouting and singing intermittently, which makes people cry and laugh.

At this moment, Ren Yunxian and the others sat at the table by the window on the left, and at the other table next to them sat two grandchildren with burdens, an old man and a young man. Judging from the way they dressed, they should be farmers on the edge of Chang'an City, but for some reason they have to travel to the imperial capital... Under the scorching sun, even the horses could not withstand the sweltering heat, let alone the old and the young who walked on foot.

At this moment, they finally reached a resting point and could finally relax. The old man rested with the teacup and stopped every move, while the child obediently held the cup and leaned on the stool, taking small sips.

This tea is not expensive, let alone delicious, but the children who travel far for the first time are actually the same as the pure yang brothers who go down the mountain for the first time, everything is so fresh and interesting, so even if the things in the cup have a touch of bitterness, the child is also drinking it willingly, and has been staring at everything in the teahouse with curious eyes for a hundred years.

When he looked at a few individual guests in the middle area, the little boy's gaze quickly moved away after just a glance, and he couldn't help but stare at it until he moved to a few disciples of the Pure Yang Palace, until Ren Yunji followed that gaze back, and the boy hurriedly looked away as if he had done something wrong, and the whole person shrank back.

After all, the disciples who can enter the Pure Yang Gate Wall are not ordinary people, even the disciples who have only been on the mountain for five years like Xiao Dao Chang have a bit of a dusty immortal aura, no wonder the little boy will keep looking at them and look at them curiously.

And that cautious look fell in Ren Yunxi's eyes It was equally interesting, he smiled slightly, and just wanted to say hello to this child, but the curtain of the small teahouse was lifted again.

"What's not going to work, maybe you don't want to open this store?"

With a threatening shout, a bandit man with five big and three thick and sturdy suddenly broke into the lobby. Under the scorching sun, he didn't have too many sweat stains on his body, but the hideous scars on his chest were slightly red, which was terrifying.

The upward triangular eyes swept over all the guests in the teahouse, and after most of them looked back in fear, the bandit man nodded and found a table to sit down and laughed with satisfaction.

"Haha! What about the little two? Where did you die, why don't you give the uncle a pot of 'Xishan Bailu' to relieve his fatigue? His grandmother's, this damn weather really doesn't have any peace at all! If it weren't for the Fourth Master sending us to take such a trip, the girl in the Yingyue Building in Chang'an..."

This reckless man scolded and muttered non-stop in his mouth, and the words he spoke were also upside down, mostly boasting about finding faults - "Xishan Bailu" is a rare tea in the best of tea, where can this kind of small teahouse be taken out, as for the full moon building, although it is a pleasure place in Chang'an City, but not everyone will entertain, at least a rude person like this guy, nine out of nine have no chance to enter.

However, this man is obviously not the first time to come to this teahouse to make a fortune, and no one dares to provoke him because of his fierce reputation. Therefore, the regular customers around him will just tacitly avoid some distances and not get close to him, let alone point out the sore spots in his words.

But no one paid attention to him, and this guy himself was not honest! After tapping the little second brother who delivered the tea, the man's eyes also turned to the two tables on the left - Ren Yunxian and the five of them were extraordinary, and they all wore swords separately, of course he would not be easily provoked, but the pair of grandchildren at the other table were not so lucky.

As soon as the bandit man glanced at the burden on their bodies, he suddenly had evil thoughts in his heart, and when he slapped the table, he walked towards the grandfather and grandson menacingly.

"Hey, where did this come from, don't you know that this is your Uncle Qiu's territory? Seeing that you are also coming from this road like this, why didn't you say hello to my grandfather!? ”

"Ahh This, this, this uncle, we... We..."

He was a farmer who had never seen the world, but the old man suddenly had no idea when he was reckless, and when he saw the other party's sideways, he must still be a practitioner, and he took his little grandson without the power to restrain the chicken, if the other party had bad intentions...

Thinking like this, the old man subconsciously hugged the wrapped package in his arms, and this scene was undoubtedly not self-confessing in the eyes of Uncle Qiu.

I saw him laugh evilly, and his big hand quickly probed, and before the old man could react, he snatched the whole burden over!

… This style is really a complete bandit bully! Seeing everything happening, Ren Yunxi's hand attached the black sword on his waist almost at the same time, but just before he was ready to perform chivalrous deeds, the shouting of the beggar outside the window suddenly became louder.

"Hey~ This kind little brother, can you ask for a glass of water?"

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