Chapter 374 Do what you like
Ling Feng didn't realize that he had offended the girl in front of him, he was still thinking about the mystery in his mind, but until the girl took him to Liu Bai's residence, he still didn't think of a reasonable answer, this is a house that is not too big, the two-meter-wide door stands in the narrow alleyway, no wonder Ling Feng has walked over several times, because this alley stands in the middle of the two houses, if someone hadn't brought him closely, he wouldn't have thought that there was a courtyard hidden in it.
"Hey, you just came in like this?" The girl turned her head and glared, and pushed Ling Feng out, Ling Feng asked very innocently, "Then how should I get closer." "Disciple ceremony. The girl pursed the corners of her lips and said with a malicious smile, Ling Feng is also a sect master, according to the rules of the cultivation world, even if it is Liu Bai, he is also an intersecting peer, the girl does not know that Ling Feng knows the identity of her uncle, she is just deliberately making things difficult, if Ling Feng is unwilling to carry out the discipleship ceremony with his own identity, then he will not want to enter this door.
In the eyes of the girl, Ling Feng is a nouveau riche who is unwilling to be lonely, just watching him drink in the venue, which makes her extremely unwelcome, so although her uncle favors him very much, the girl does not like Ling Feng, according to her understanding, a person like Ling Feng must care about face very much, he will never perform the discipleship ceremony, so he will not meet his uncle, so how much trouble should be saved.
It's just that although the girl's abacus is good, Ling Feng is not in her calculation at all, and the nouveau riche who saw him respectfully lifted his hem and bowed three times very regularly, this is a standard disciple ceremony, there is no flaw, and the girl's brows are locked together, she doesn't want to believe that the young man in front of her will put down his body so easily.
"Little friends come to visit, don't be rigid about etiquette, please come in. An old man's voice came out of the door, the girl pursed the corners of her mouth, and unwillingly let go, Ling Feng smiled slightly, and walked past the girl, without squinting, looking like a decent man and a gentleman.
The girl suddenly snorted coldly, and stepped over from Ling Feng's side with a high spirit, and deliberately knocked Ling Feng away, "Hui girl, what are you doing here?" The bad old man with long yellow hair turned out from under a peach tree that had lost all its leaves, his eyes glared slightly, and then greeted him with a smile.
"The seniors are above, please be worshiped by the juniors. Ling Feng pushed the golden mountain and bowed down, the girl was taken aback, but Liu Bai was only slightly stunned, and then understood, stroked his sparse beard, and said with a smile: "It seems that after all, he has not hidden the eyes of the old man." β
Ling Feng was slightly Ling Ran, Ling Feng was indeed taken aback when Ye Wuxian told him that the bad old man was Liu Bai, but he was relieved later, after all, it was the enemy who knocked him off the altar, and it was not unusual to be able to recognize it, Ling Feng came to see Liu Bai, and he also wanted to see the world's number one swordsman in the world, so that he could challenge him in the future, but Liu Bai's sentence was full of embarrassment, so that Ling Feng suddenly heard a lot of past events like the wind, and it seemed that the relationship between him and Ye Wuxian was not so simple.
"Come, let me introduce you, this girl is my nephew and my niece, named Liu Huihui!" Liu Bai didn't give Ling Feng much time to be stunned, he just happily pulled the girl over who didn't look too good, regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one.
Liu Huihui stomped her feet in shame and annoyance, and said very dissatisfied: "Uncle Shi, why did you tell him my maiden name!" "You girl, you are not a princess, what is the name of the people." Liu Bai rolled his eyes, left Liu Huihui away, and then led Ling Feng into the house, Ling Feng's expression was a little cramped, after all, Liu Bai had already admitted his identity, this is the most famous swordsman in the world, the only sword saint in the world, Ling Feng is just a little famous person now, compared with Liu Bai, he is like a teenager who has just learned to write compared to Li Bai.
When he was just reborn, Ling Feng didn't look down on the fighting skills in this world, but growing up all the way, he gradually understood that no matter in which world, there are always some people who are standing at the top, how is the swordsmanship of the different sword Xuchang, not still defeated by Liu Bai, although Ling Feng won Xuchang, but he can't not measure himself to be able to defeat Liu Bai, respecting the strong is the essence that a strong man should have in the future, so Ling Feng's attitude seems to be very respectful, but between respect and respect, he is not inferior, neither humble nor arrogant, so that Liu Bai likes it in his heartγ
After the guest of honor sat down, Ling Feng looked at Liu Bai with his waist straight, Liu Bai smiled slightly, just wiped his hand lightly on his face, the long withered yellow hair instantly turned into a smooth and smooth snow silver silk, and the wrinkled face also slowly bloomed with a radiance, the whole person instantly became twenty years younger, and his temperament also changed from the flow of the market to a hermit master, without a word, just an ordinary look, Ling Feng seemed to see a cold sword.
"I'm like this, are you still used to it?" Liu Bai asked with a smile, Ling Feng wanted to nod, but after thinking about it again, in front of such a peerless master, why bother pretending, so Ling Feng shook his head and chuckled: "It's more comfortable like just now." Liu Huihui, who was standing behind Liu Bai, glared at her, and said coldly: "You kid really don't know how to lift, my uncle shows you with his true face, that's to give you face, are you still energetic?"
"Hui girl, you are rude, I have a relationship with Ling Xiaoyou, he is also your uncle, your attitude, but you are very disrespectful, and you don't apologize?" Liu Bai squinted his eyes, looking like he was smiling, but Ling Feng seemed to see the Dao sword shoot out of his eyes, the pepper-like Liu Huihui's expression changed, and he actually gritted his teeth and really apologized, Ling Feng was like a dream, until Liu Huihui said it twice, he hurriedly got up and said, "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be." β
"Huihui, you go and fry two dishes, and I'll drink a little with Ling Xiaoyou. Liu Bai sent Liu Huihui out, Ling Feng was also relieved, Liu Huihui's puffing appearance, staying here may not be what happened, after Liu Huihui went out, Liu Bai returned to the old man in the market, his eyes slanted, the corners of his mouth smiled, and a temperament called a scoundrel instantly floated up.
Ling Feng was stunned for a few seconds before he realized a reality, daring to love Liu Bai turned out to be this character, but outsiders didn't have a chance to see the real him, "My niece, everything is good, it's not good at all, just like her aunt, it's a broken mouth, this is not allowed to eat, that is not allowed to drink, the mouth is about to fade out of a bird, what kind of thyme are you, is there any?" Liu Bai counted his niece awkwardly, leaned closer to Ling Feng's side, and asked with a strange brilliance in his eyes.
Ling Feng was slightly stunned, and then his mood relaxed, if Liu Bai was the kind of master whose eyes were above the top and who could speak no more than three words, he would not be too lazy to intersect sincerely, but Liu Bai was this kind of character, Ling Feng felt extremely relaxed, and smiled slightly, Ling Feng pouted and said: "The thyme fragrance is gone, and it is all scattered in the venue." β
"Ling Xiaoyou, it's not the old man who said you, you said that the thyme incense is such a rare and good wine, you actually scattered it like this, and it was okay to give it to people who know wine, to those people, it is really a golden bean as a croton, and it is a waste of things. As soon as Liu Bai heard that Ling Feng was gone, he felt remorse in his heart, and couldn't help but smack his lips, he is indeed a good drinker, he has only this hobby in his life except for the obsessive sword, and this hobby, except for the people closest to him, no one else knows.
When Ling Feng heard this, his vigilance in his heart was a little less, and he smiled mysteriously, Ling Feng's heart moved, and a brown bottle appeared in his hand, and the shape of the bottle could only contain more than a pound of things, Liu Bai's expression changed, and he said very curiously: "What kind of wine is this." β
"Agarwood" Ling Feng pursed his lips and smiled, Liu Bai's eyes were green, if you want to say that thousand-year-old incense is a rare good wine, then agarwood is a rare and strange wine, because this thing is only sold in a winery in the Raya Empire, and this winery, only ten bottles a year, and these ten bottles are all palace tribute wine, it is impossible for others to taste it, Liu Bai traveled in the Raya Empire for a period of time when he was young, and it was this agarwood that made him never support the Turning Feather Country and the Raya Empire in his life.
And Liu Bai's explanation for the king of the feather turned out to be that the Raya Empire produced such a good wine, and it was really not suitable for the army to be ruined, so that such a good wine became extinct, so although the Feather Country had the existence of the Sword Pavilion, it had never been more than enough, and for decades, the country had not expanded at all, although this was just a rumor, but it also reflected Liu Bai's good wine from the side.
Ling Feng can be said to have done what he liked, a bottle of agarwood quickly brought him closer to Liu Bai, took the wine bottle from Ling Feng's hand, Liu Bai was like an old drunkard who was addicted to alcohol, carefully poured out a glass, the wine that was not on the side of the bottle, he even licked it clean with his tongue, you must know that this is a sword saint, in front of Ling Feng, a junior, he did this, regardless of his identity, it is obvious that he really regards Ling Feng as a friend.
Ling Feng is not a person who is very good at drinking, this agarwood and thyme incense were both used by those wineries to exchange for pills when he sold the Hemostatic Pill, Ling Feng just put it in the space ring, but he didn't expect it to come in handy now.
Liu Bai drank two small cups of thorns, drank very carefully, after drinking, he reluctantly put away the wine bottle, Ling Feng looked at him very strangely, Liu Bai smiled, and said a little embarrassed: "This wine is very rare, keep it and taste it slowly." Ling Feng immediately laughed, the light in his hand flashed, and six bottles of agarwood were placed on the table, "The sword is given to the hero, and the good wine is given to the seniors, these are even the greeting gifts to meet the seniors." Ling Feng stretched out his hand generously, and the seven bottles of agarwood directly calmed Liu Bai.
"I have to, this can't be done. Liu Bai hurriedly waved his hand, his eyes rolled vigorously, and his face was embarrassed, Ling Feng saw that he didn't seem to accept it, and he was also a little anxious, and hurriedly stood up and was about to say something, Liu Bai suddenly touched it into his arms, touched a sheepskin scroll, and stuffed it to Ling Feng, "It's changed!"
Ling Feng was taken aback, and when he looked at it, he saw a few very scribbled fonts, "Tianxing Sword." "Tianxing Sword, senior, this should be a very profound fighting skill, right?" Ling Feng said in surprise, "Uncle Shi, how can you!" Liu Huihui, who was carrying a plate of vegetables, just entered the door, and when she saw the scroll, the whole person was like a Buddha and a Buddha, and her face turned blue in an instant, "How can you give your unique skills to others!" Liu Huihui grabbed the sheepskin scroll in Ling Feng's hand and roared like a gun.
(Drink a little high, owe one, pay it back tomorrow.) οΌ