Uncle Tai left Yan Tieshan's mansion and wandered around Taiyuan City.

Then I came to a tavern and sat down, a pot of good wine, three stacks of side dishes, just a strange thing, a sitting for most of the day.

"Who is this man?"

"I don't know, but I'm very calm, and I did it for three hours, and I haven't even changed my posture. From the very beginning of the pot of wine drunk, the three stacks of side dishes only moved a few sips, and then there was no movement, as if waiting for someone? ”

"It should be waiting for someone, didn't you see that his big iron sword was attached to the scabbard and placed on the table, I practiced knives, which angle he put is the best position to draw the sword, and then it is very likely that there will be a fierce battle."

"Hey, look at his sword."

"What's wrong?"

"This sword is so broad and heavy, so far, there don't seem to be many on the rivers and lakes."

"Well, with this sword, it shouldn't be an ordinary person."

"It's really not an ordinary person...... The breath is long, barely breathing, this big sword, reminds me of a person......"

"Who?"

"Recently, the famous Golden Eagle Swordsman, have you ever heard of it?"

"You mean, he's the Golden Eagle Swordsman? But he didn't carve it. ”

"Who ordered to bring carvings when you go out, look at that sword, is there a second such cyan sword in the world?"

In the tavern, three Jianghu guests at another table were discussing.

Uncle sat there, listening to their discussion, just smiled faintly, entered the tavern, and after eating a few bites, he sat there silently, he was not hungry, so he only ate a few bites, but this wine was very good, and he unconsciously drank all the pots of wine.

He put the twilight sword on the table, it was just a habit, such a big sword was behind his back, how to sit down, and when he had time to make a sword ring, hang it on his waist, as if it was more handsome to hang on his waist.

As for why he sat for a few hours, he was just meditating and practicing, and meditation and practice had been integrated into his life, and he could settle down anytime and anywhere. He knows that if you want to grow, you must be diligent, and it is an eternal truth that God rewards hard work.

The Xuantian Weak Water Sword Qi in the body slowly operated, running the whole body along the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and each cycle increased by one point.

Heavy footsteps suddenly sounded, as if in all directions, and the quacks in the tavern were taken aback, and they searched for the source of the footsteps.

I saw in the distance, a figure was slowly elongated, it was a bald old man, a yellow miserable face, wearing a gray coarse cloth clothes, said not long, said short not short, just covered the knees, white cloth socks on his feet, gray cloth shoes, and looked like an old man from the countryside to catch the market.

But his eyes were shining, blazing, and full of majesty.

The old man's eyes searched, and when he saw Uncle Tai's fire, his eyes lit up, and he strode over.

He didn't walk fast, but he took three steps and two steps, and in a blink of an eye he was already in the tavern, giving people the feeling of shrinking into inches.

The old man stared at Uncle Tai and took a deep look, stretched out his big hand, aimed at a jar of wine on the shelves in the tavern, and started with vigor, and the jar of wine seemed to be taken from the air, and it crossed an arc in the air and appeared in his hand.

He slapped open the mud seal, poured a small half of it, and then shook his hand and put it heavily on the table: "You are the Golden Eagle Swordsman's uncle?" It's not easy to have a young age and other cultivation, but it's a pity that you shouldn't offend someone! ”

Uncle Tai smiled slightly, he knew that the person he was waiting for was coming, and it might be the main one in front of him, so he said lightly: "Oh? Who have I offended? ”

The old man smiled coldly: "You offended Huo Tianqing!" Do you know that he is a member of our Heavenly Fowl Gate? ”

"Oh? Is he a member of your Heavenly Fowl Gate? Uncle Tai asked knowingly.

The old man said: "Have you ever heard of 'Tiansong Yunhe, Shangshan Erlao'?" ”

Uncle Tai couldn't deny it, and said casually: "How have you heard it, but what if you haven't heard it?" ”

"The second elder of Shangshan has long been respected as the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts, even if he is deaf, he should have heard it. Huo Tianqing is the little junior brother of these two people, in the past, the old man of the heavenly bird was powerful in all directions, but in his life, he only accepted the two apprentices of the second elder of Shangshan, and I am the disciple of Yunhe, one of the two elders of Shangshan, 'Guanzhong Hero' Shanxi Yan. ”

Shanxi Yan picked up the wine jar again and drank the second sip of wine after entering the door.

"Shanxi Yan, this person turned out to be the Guanzhong hero Shanxi Yan!"

"A pair of iron palms in the Shanxi goose in the earthquake pass actually appeared here."

"Listen to his tone, this uncle has offended the Heavenly Fowl Gate? Oh no, soon everyone else from the Sky Fowl Gate will come, so we'd better get out of here. ”

The quacks in the tavern were taken aback and didn't dare to stay longer, so they got up and went out one after another. They are all ordinary martial artists, and this level of master duel is not something they can touch.

Uncle Tai still didn't have any expression, but his hand had moved to the hilt of the sword. Because the momentum of the other party has already emanated, like a mountain, like a mountain pressing towards him.

"Few people in the rivers and lakes know that my ancestor Tianyu Old Man only married a wife and had children at the age of seventy-seven, Huo Tianqing is the only son of the ancestor, and also my uncle, the only heir of the Tianyu Gate, you defeated my uncle, but there are still many masters in our Tianyu Gate, and there are many people who are taller than Huo Tianqing."

Shanxi Yan put down the wine jar, his words were very contradictory and not smooth, but the meaning he expressed was very clear, defeating Huo Tianqing was not equivalent to defeating the Heavenly Fowl Gate.

"That's right, there are people who are taller than Huo Tianqing!"

An old voice came, and a trembling old man, at some point, walked in, a man wearing a robe, a small hat, and a dry tobacco pouch in his hand.

Uncle Tai looked at the old man in front of him, this is a very ordinary old man, if the other party doesn't speak, no one will know that this person is also connected with the Heavenly Fowl Gate. He looked at the old man who didn't have a trace of master's breath in front of him, like an ordinary person, and couldn't help but say, "Who are you sacred?" ”

Shanxi Yan said in a deep voice: "His surname is Fan, his name is Fan Que, in the past, he broke into the flying fish pond alone, swept away the eight villages, and a dry tobacco bag was used to hit Mr. Fan Da who was three ** points and seventy-two ** in the human body. ”

"Oh?" Uncle Tai nodded and said, "In this way, he is also a member of your Heavenly Fowl Sect." ”

"You're right."

At this moment, a person chanted a poem: "Lanling wine tulips, jade bowl with amber light." A poor Xiucai who was full of sourness, with his hands behind his back, Shi Shiran walked into the tavern, looked at Uncle Yan and Shanxi Yan in the house, and laughed: "The two of them are so good, they drank their own wine." ”

Uncle Tai looked at the scholar who walked in, and frowned slightly: "Who are you?" ”

Shanxi Yan's voice sounded: "Northwest Shuangxiu, Fan Jian is equally famous, he is the only successor of 'Finger Magic', Mr. Jian Er." ”