The middle-aged man holding the white flag was about to walk into the restaurant.

Immediately, a shopkeeper greeted him with a smile, and his eyebrows and eyes quickly glanced at the middle-aged physiognomy's dress, although his body was not tattered, but it was extremely shabby, especially the long shirt, I don't know how many times it had been washed, and it was white and yellow.

"Sir, what do you want, we have a complete range of drinks and a wide variety of dishes."

The shopkeeper is clever and doesn't dare to do the act of looking down on people. A few years ago, he also heard that a restaurant offended an immortal and taught people to collapse the restaurant with a sword, and hundreds of people died.

The phase master smiled and threw out a small piece of silver, "Just serve a few dishes, just bring a pot of good wine, you're greedy." ”

When the shopkeeper saw this heavy amount of silver, his eyes lit up, thanks to his caution just now, otherwise he would really offend people.

He took the money and smiled, and said he: "Okay, please come in quickly, the good wine and food will arrive soon." ”

The phase master walked into the restaurant.

This dazzling dress immediately attracted the attention of many people in the restaurant.

The restaurant has two floors, and some corners are filled with people armed with swords.

There is nothing surprising about the middle-aged physiognomy, the main thing is that the white banner he is holding in his hand is eye-catching.

He sat down at a table.

Several pairs of eyes were looking at him.

Finally, a guest with grease on his sleeves couldn't help but ask, "Sir, what do you mean by that sentence written on that strip of cloth?" ”

When the middle-aged physiognomist heard this, he picked up the white cloth banner from the table, pointed to the five words, and said with a smile: "Nine out of ten hexagrams are not hit." ”

Hearing the words of the Xiang Master, he immediately noticed that many guests here laughed.

The sleeve of his hand was stained with oil, suspected of being a butcher who killed pigs, his face turned red, and he stammered a little: "I, of course I know words, that is, you ...... these five words."

Immediately, someone next to him smiled and said: "Hey, fortune tellers, we are also strange, you are a fortune teller, do you want to make money with such a signboard." ”

At the table by the window, there was a pair of sassy women sitting there, who also laughed generously, and their voices were crisp, attracting other guests to look over.

"That's right, Mr. fortune teller, who dares to ask you for nine out of ten hexagrams." One of the women in the pair of yellow-shirted girls grinned.

At this time, Xiao Er also came over with a teapot and a wine jug.

He was also amused by this scene, but it was very difficult to remember that the master was a guest, and he was generous, and he didn't dare to laugh.

In the face of these people's laughter, the phase master shook his head and laughed: "A group of fools and mortals, what do you know? ”

There was a bit of pride in his words, an unnatural contempt, not to someone, but to seem to belittle everyone in the restaurant.

There is some kind of illusion of superiority.

Many people in the restaurant were stunned, and then suddenly laughed louder.

It's just that no one takes the initiative to cause trouble, which can be regarded as a small episode during dinner.

Most of the people eating in the restaurant are ordinary people, even if there are some Jianghu customers, they also uphold the principle of not causing trouble when they go out, and they will not take the initiative to offend people.

After Xiao Er poured tea for the phase master, he put a jar of wine and a cup next to him, and said with a smile: "You drink first, the food will come up in a while, and you can greet you at any time if you have something." ”

After drinking a cup of tea, the master filled himself with wine and poured himself a drink.

However, on the table on the second floor against the edge of the stairs, there was a pair of eyes silently staring at the physiognomy master.

This is a slender young man with an ordinary face, but he has an extraordinary temperament, especially between the opening and closing of his eyes, the sharp light occasionally flickers, making people dare not look at each other.

He carefully looked at the physiognomist on the first floor.

Suddenly, someone spoke across from the young man.

"What's there to see."

Sitting opposite the young man was a white-haired old man, his face was still a little bruised and swollen, as if he had just been beaten, and he looked at the strange eyes of the junior in the restaurant, as if he had been beaten in this restaurant.

"It's just a little monk in his forties who has just entered the third layer of qi training, but for these mortals, he does have some confidence to look down, after all, the immortal mortal moat, even if it is the first level of qi training, he can also regard mortals as pigs and dogs."

But in the face of this young man with sharp eyes and extraordinary temperament, he had no scruples, chewed wine and meat in his mouth, and said these words in a muttered manner.

When the physiognomist first came in, the old man glanced at it, and then he didn't look at it a second time, as if the physiognomy was not worth a second look at him.

But the young man drank a glass of wine to himself, and said, "The words written on his banner 'Nine of the Ten Hexagrams are not hit', which means that even if nine of the ten hexagrams are missing, there is always one of them?" That's what it's worth looking for. ”

The old man was slightly stunned, then smiled, and swallowed a piece of duck meat in a big gulp: "Interesting." ”

As if because of the young man's words, he regained interest in the physiognomy teacher, turned his head, and took a second look.

One more look.

His eyes flickered, but only for a moment, and then he shook his head, still with the same look in the depths of his eyes.

It was the monk's eyes that looked at mortals like ants.

It is also the indifference of ordinary monks, especially a small monk of the third level of Qi cultivation like a caterpillar.

I was convinced that that person was just an ordinary third-level Qi cultivator.

He took another sip of wine and said: "If you want to become a god, you must become mortal, I think you yourself have also understood, the so-called mortal, is to understand a kind of artistic conception, once you experience the artistic conception, it is not far from the transformation of the god, and in the life of mortals, occasional fortune-telling, it seems to be a good choice, you may be able to ask the little monk, as a Yuanying monk, you fortune-telling, experience the mood of mortals......"

The young man withdrew his gaze and frowned at the old man who picked his teeth.

In fact, he sensed the strangeness of this old man from the beginning.

Just when he was looking for a place to turn into mortals, the old man patted him on the back, and at a glance saw through his cultivation and the next trend of turning mortal, and it was precisely because of this that he was dragged by the old man to this restaurant to invite him to this meal.

But as he spoke, Wang Lin calmed down more and more, and stayed away from this old man in his heart.

After the old man finished picking his teeth, he peeked at Wang Lin, his eyes turned, and then he covered his stomach and shouted: "Ouch, the old man's belly, sorry, sorry, the food is a little supportive, the old man went to the toilet, you wait here, and the old man will come back to you in a while to tell you your ...... of the gods."

With that, the old man slipped downstairs skillfully.

Wang Lin frowned.

After a dozen breaths.

The old man has not returned.

A shopkeeper came over boldly, hesitated for a while, and said: "Guest officer, you also deceived that old guy, you went to the toilet when he went to the toilet, I'm afraid that at this time, the figure that has already slipped away is gone." He doesn't know how many of you have come here to slaughter, and as far as the small shop has seen, there are already several distinguished customers who are annoyed and angry because he has pit a few meals. ”

Last time, there was a distinguished customer who was pitted, and he was angry with their small shop and smashed a table with one palm, so you have to pay attention to it this time.

Wang Lin's heart moved.

I'm afraid it's not because I was slaughtered a meal, but because as a monk, I was deceived by a pretentious person.

But!

Wang Lin carefully recalled the old man's every move just now, including the momentum of the middle-aged physiognomy master on the third floor of the first floor, including the momentum of the middle-aged physiognomy master on the third floor of the first floor, it didn't seem to be fake at all, it was real enough.

But I'm afraid that it is because of this perfect acting skills that many monks have been deceived.

However, he can accurately call out his own cultivation and see through the cultivation of the phase master downstairs, and it is ......

Wang Lin took a deep breath, no matter what, this old man is weird, don't take the initiative to provoke, concentrate on finding a place to make everything.

He then walked out of the restaurant.

The shopkeeper secretly breathed a sigh of relief, this person didn't seem to be very angry?

…………

On another street.

The white-haired old man who had slipped away just now had already appeared here.

The white-haired old man touched his chin: "That kid just now, he was full of rage, I don't know how much blood his hands are stained with, but he has some potential to become a ......."

"However, we still have to see if he can succeed."

While the old man was thinking.

Suddenly, a man with a hat came to the street.

He looked like a rich man in the flow of people on the street, but he came straight to the old man.

The strange thing is that when he walked towards the old man, the people on the street subconsciously ignored these two people.

"Thank you for the hat."

After the hat man approached, he took off the hat on his head with a respectful and fearful face, and respectfully presented it.

The man after taking off the hat has a square face and big ears, like a rich man.

I saw the man respectfully handing over the hat.

The old man gritted his teeth, revealing a hint of madness, staring at the big-eared man like a fierce beast: "What my old man sent, how can there be a reason to take it back, saying that if you send it to you, you will send it back, and then dare to send it back, believe it or not, I will kill you." ”

When the big-eared man saw the old man's expression, not only was he not afraid, but he was ecstatic because of his words.

Did this hat really give it to him?!

"Thank you, senior!" He said excitedly.

At this moment, the old man showed a few crazy domineering attitudes that looked at the world, and said lightly: "Zhou Wutai, I only hope that you can succeed in turning mortal." ”

The big-eared man bowed and saluted: "The seniors have high expectations, and they will live up to it." ”

"Okay, don't bother Lao Tzu, do what you have to do." The old man waved his hand.

He waved his hand for the big-eared monk Zhou Wutai to leave.

From Wang Lin just now and Zhou Wutai now, they are already two Yuanying monks.

And the great cultivators of the Yuan Infant Realm, even looking at this fourth-level cultivation country, are relatively rare, especially the two Yuan Babies who are about to turn into gods.

But the old man was able to make a great monk who was about to turn into a god be respectful to him.

It was even more because of a hat that was given at random that it made him ecstatic.

Without him, just because this old man is one of the only two Peak Realm existences on this sixth-level Cultivation Star Vermilion Bird Star.

The cultivation of the immortal world is from practicing qi, building a foundation, knotting Dan, Yuan Infant, transforming into a god, infant transformation, and winning the championship, a total of seven realms.

This old man has reached the top realm of this cultivation star.

"Suzaku, Suzaku, my good senior brother, see how the person I choose will give you a big surprise when the time comes!"

The madness in the old man's eyes was serious.

However, it only lasted for a few breaths before retreating.

Instead, there was a sudden calm after the storm, as if it had reverted to the scruffy old man.

He rubbed two handfuls of after-dinner grease on his thighs, then smiled lewdly and began to search for the next cheater.

I cheated on a meal just now, and I'm full and warm, so I should think about it......

It's a pity that it seems that there are a few monks in the cultivation realm on the street at this time, and there are no people who have been in and out for a long time.

The old man scratched his ears and cheeks, occasionally pulled out his crotch, and looked at the Qinglou not far away, his eyes were hungry to death, but he couldn't find the next fat sheep.

Suddenly.

The physiognomist who had been in the restaurant just now appeared on the other side of the street.

The old man rubbed his chin with the hand that touched the crotch of his pants: "Three layers of qi training...... The worst things that the old man has pointed out are all in the late stage of foundation building......"

However, there were no other monks in all directions.

After all, this is a small country with ordinary people, how can there be cultivators all the time.

The old man smiled: "Forget it, the third layer of Qi training will be the third layer of Qi training......

He plays the world, his daily behavior is undoubtedly the same as that of mortals, he has long been happy to be cheated and cheated, and the third layer of qi training is low, as long as he is willing to pay for himself to have fun, he is a good monk.

All he cheated was eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, which seemed to be some kind of fun.

……

The master walked down the street with a white cloth flag.

He looked left and right, as if looking for something, but sometimes there was a hint of confusion in his eyes, as if even he didn't know what he was looking for.

Then.

He was slapped in the back.

A majestic and fierce voice came loudly: "Little brother, look at your heavenly court and amazing bones, you are not an ordinary person." ”

The phase master's eyes flashed, and he looked back at the old man.

There was a faint displeasure in his eyes.

At this time, the old man looked at the phase master and shook his head with a look of pity: "It's a pity, if there is no one to guide me, I am afraid that I will not be able to break through the qi training period in this life......"

Hearing this, the phase master's body trembled.

The old man smiled: "We can find a place to talk in detail, the old man sees that you have good bones, and he doesn't want the cultivation realm to sink a material that can be made......"

However, Xiangshi suddenly raised his head, as if he had been touched by these words, and a heavier confusion rose in his eyes.

The old man secretly scratched his buttocks, thinking that the little master was frightened and was ready to say something more.

Suddenly, he was stunned.

I saw the middle-aged physiognomy in front of me, just a breath after being confused.

The next moment, the look in the eyes of the phase master changed, his temperament changed suddenly, and a pair of eyes were like the sun rising into the sky, and the golden mist was steaming.

The old man instantly sensed that something was wrong.

However, the next sentence of the middle-aged physiognomy made him feel like he was in an ice cellar.

"It doesn't matter if I can break through the Qi training period, but I look at you, if there is no one to guide me, I'm afraid I won't be able to break through to the middle stage."

The middle-aged physiognomy looked at the old man with a smile.

At this moment, the old man named Skylark was already soaked, his soul was trembling, and he looked at the physiognomy master in front of him incredulously!

What the?!!

Who is this person......