Seeing that Jiu Lao was not interested in his conjecture, he knew that he had guessed wrong, and when he heard people ask about his cultivation, he had already thought of the wording and said seriously: "I don't know, just this little broken city, who will teach me, anyway, one night, I had a dream."

In the dream, there was an old man whose face he couldn't see clearly, he was lame on one leg, and said, you and I are destined, if you can find me, I will take you as an apprentice and teach you the great supernatural power to beat the world, if you don't believe it, I can make you a cultivator now.

Then, the man pointed at me, and I woke up to find that I had gone from an ordinary person to the current foundation of the world. ”

Song Ren said it very seriously, and in the end even he almost believed it.

This is a big guy, if you don't take the initiative at this time, you will lose a lot of money in the future.

Looking at Song Ren and talking with a straight look, the old man suddenly smiled, this kid's mouth can be fooled better than his father, he has always been very lonely before, occasionally Song Ren comes over to drink with him and chat for a while, but he is not as chattering as this kid, there are a lot of imaginations.

He wiped the table with a rag and tilted his head: "In other words, I guided you in your dream, and then asked you to worship me as a teacher?" ”

Song Ren immediately pooled the money, nodded his head, and his eyes lit up: "Yes, yes, do you remember?" ”

"I think of a fart, flamboyant, but, old man, I'm idle and idle, aren't you going to school now, this is my new wine-Lotus White, make a poem for my wine, if I think it's okay, I can teach you a magic power for free, how about it, it's cost-effective?" The old wine said in a changed tone.

Song Ren suddenly came to his senses: "Are you sure?" ”

"Sure, it's up to you to take advantage of this opportunity." Wine veteran.

Song Ren was ecstatic in his heart, this old boy really had the goods, but making poems about wine was too simple for him, and he used to go to school, but he was forced by the Chinese teacher to memorize all kinds of ancient poems and classical Chinese.

Soon, a related wine poem appeared in his heart, but he couldn't do it so easily, it would only make people think that he had suffered a loss and refused to teach him good magical powers.

At this moment, Song Ren began his performance function, frowning, thinking with a face, and began to pace back and forth in the small wine shop, beating the beat with his hand from time to time, and shaking his head irritably.

Looking at Song Ren's appearance, the old man smiled silently, in fact, the boring life, if there is such a person to accompany him every day, it is actually quite good, why didn't he find it before.

I've been imprisoned for so long, and I've been lonely for so long, I thought I was used to it, but I couldn't fool myself after all.

Time passed little by little, and occasionally a guest came in to have some wine, not much to say, just looked curiously at the young man in the hall, frowning.

As the sun sets, the entire Ping'an City is dyed orange, there are pedestrians returning at the door from time to time, and the shadow is pulled, it's been almost an hour, and if you don't go back, Dad still thinks that he has done something, and was left by Mr. Wen Yuan to punish it, of course, more importantly, it's almost brewing, and I forgot not to go to the toilet when I came, and now I'm panicking.

"Ah, yes, do you think that's going to work?" Song Ren's face suddenly became 'surprised', which made the old wine look curious.

Song Ren coughed dryly, paced seven steps, and opened his mouth to say:

Alone in a foreign land as a stranger, every festival to think of relatives, the wind recedes, the clouds hurt themselves, hate wine to soften the intestines, a touch of dark wounds, several degrees of madness.

After making up a poem blindly, Song Ren's face was full of anticipation, and he just wanted to make a joke with Song Ren, but after listening carefully, he fell silent.

"Being alone in a foreign land as a stranger, thinking of relatives every festival," the old man chewed these two sentences repeatedly, and finally he didn't know what he remembered, and he smiled bitterly.

After a long time, he looked up at Song Ren: "Reluctantly, it's okay, I won't accept you as an apprentice, but I will keep my promise, what do you want to learn?" ”

When Song Ren heard this, he was immediately ecstatic and blurted out: "I want to learn a magic power to escape, the farther away the better." ”

Originally, he was moved by Song Ren's poems, but he was stunned the next moment.

What did you just say? Run away? I've chosen such a good magic method for you, and you just want to escape? You kid is not sick, how can you be like this, you don't think about how to solve it, fight for it, fight it, but run away?

You deserve your name.

"Are you sure? My various supernatural powers here are very good, and I can give you another chance to choose," said the wine veteran.

"Sure and sure, Grandpa Wine, I know you may think that I have such a great opportunity, why do you want to ask for something good, I am a more practical person, I know life, more important than anything else, as long as I can live, nothing can be done, so, I want a magic power that can escape."

Song Ren also has no choice, he saw with his own eyes how the person who pretended to be himself was divided into several pieces by the demon clan, yesterday it was you who were old, and said that he wanted to arrest this author, lock it in a small black room for others, and write a novel for a lifetime.

If I don't get some escapes, I won't have a chance in the future.

Looking at Song Ren's appearance, listening to the seemingly absurd but ignored truth, the old man suddenly admired Song Ren.

Yes, as long as life is still there, what else can't be figured out, life is gone, what can you do with the so-called face, glory, and praise of others.

What a superficial truth, even children who have never been out of a small city know it, why can't they see it clearly.

Jiu Lao nodded, then walked out of the counter, suddenly pinched Song Ren's shoulder with one hand, and the next moment, the ears were whirring, and he opened his eyes again, but he was already standing on the top of a mountain with Jiu Lao, and when he looked at it, there were swamps, and even not far away, there were continuous snow-capped mountains.

"This, this, this ......" Song Ren was already speechless in shock.

"Here, it's 100,000 miles away from Ping'an City, I don't know how about this escape distance?" The old man turned around and asked with a smile.

Song Ren was already excited, his face flushed, and he nodded again and again: "One hundred thousand miles? It's terrifying, senior, I'm going to learn this, I'm going to learn this. ”

The old man nodded with a smile, and with another movement under his feet, the scene in front of the two changed, and they returned to the tavern again.

The old man waved his hand, the door of the wine shop was closed, and looking at Song Ren's bright eyes, the old wine's face was unprecedentedly solemn.

With a wave of his hand, in front of Song Ren, a very ancient stone gate gradually formed in the space, the stone gate was symmetrical on the left and right, and each had four rune marks flickering.

These eight rune marks, each of which is different in color and rune, flickered with bursts of ghostly light, full of mystery and obscurity.

"This technique is the Eight Fu Gate, it is the top space escape technique, the culmination of cultivation, whether it is someone else's space blockade, or the prohibition of others, it can easily penetrate through, and even be undetected, of course, with your current cultivation, if your talent is good, use it for five or six years, cultivate a rune, and you can escape 1,300 miles.

Don't let anyone see this method, and don't show it in front of others, otherwise, you may not be able to think of the consequences, remember? ”

The old man said very seriously.

Song Ren swallowed a mouthful of saliva, crossed over to this continent, and was pleasantly surprised to see such a magical supernatural power for the first time, and with his cultivation of building a foundation for a heavy heaven, he could only cultivate one talisman, and it would take five or six years, how advanced it must be.

Well, since of course it has to be good, he doesn't care if there are any taboos or unknown sources for this thing.

"Okay, I remember my seniors." Unconsciously, Song Ren began to call the wine seniors to come, which means that he has begun to admit this big guy from the bottom of his heart.

Jiu Lao nodded: "Next, I will take you to appreciate the essence of the Eight Fu Gate, there is only one chance, you must be optimistic, as for whether you can appreciate it, it depends on your own talent." ”

After the old man finished speaking, he pressed one hand on the back of Song Ren's head and the other on the first mark.