Xie Minghuan's posture was very low, and he did not have the elegant temperament of a fairy at all, but was full of a sense of harmony and sleekness, as if he was an old businessman.

If a Ning Yuan Zhenren deliberately disguised himself as an ordinary person, ordinary mortals would never be able to see the clue. The young man was not a genius with lightning eyes, and he was a little distracted at the moment, so he didn't notice his situation at all, just as he was an ordinary innkeeper, he leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Boss Xie, you have been opening a shop here for many years, right?" ”

"That's right, there is an inn that our ancestors have opened since our ancestors, and it has been passed down from generation to generation - the little old man grew up here, and inherited this shop from his father when he was twenty-six years old, and it has been almost twenty years in a blink of an eye."

The young man suddenly showed a little expectation, and his voice was a little lower: "Then Boss Xie, have you ever heard of anything strange happening here?" ”

“…… This one...... If strange things are to be said, we do happen in Qingniu Town from time to time. ”

"Have you ever heard of an old swordsman with a divine sword?" The young man suddenly became excited, and he couldn't even help but raise his voice a little, but he immediately sensed that something was wrong with him, and hurriedly lowered his voice again, "That old swordsman is about a hundred years old, and he carries a very, very bright sword with him, as if it will glow!" ”

Xie Minghuan had already determined that the other party was looking for him at this time, but he really didn't understand, how could the Nine Sword Sect, which had already broken off with him, suddenly think of looking for him after sixty years?

He wondered in his heart, but his face didn't show it at all, but showed a bit of contemplation, like a middle-aged man trying to remember.

"I have a slight impression of this old swordsman that the guest officer said." It took a while for him to "remember a little" and squint his eyes and say, "Probably...... When I was a child, there was a down-and-out swordsman in this area. It is said that he is not very old, but the person looks very old. He had been looking for an opportunity in the wilderness, and when he was tired, he would come to the inn for a few days, and he used to sit in that corner and drink wine......"

As he spoke, he pointed to a dark corner of the lobby on the ground floor of the inn. The young man immediately turned his head to look over—of course, there was nothing but empty tables and stools.

"He looked down, he ate and drank very simply, and I remember that he had almost no luggage, only a sword that never left him."

The young man's eyes were a little gloomy: "Is he very down?" ”

"I guess so...... Later, he got older and older, but he was still looking for opportunities. Xie Minghuan made up a tragic story for himself without any pressure, "Later, he got sick and lived here, and he was so sick that he was about to die." We all thought that he would die in the inn, but at that time, Old Doctor Wu - that is, the grandfather of Little Doctor Wu of Huimin Hall - said that he would not live for more than half a month. ”

"And then? Is he dead? ”

"What happened later was a bit magical...... Xie Minghuan sighed, "At that time, there was a young man here with unclean hands and feet, who always liked to steal chickens and touch dogs." He saw that this down-and-out swordsman was dying, so he wanted to steal his sword, and we had no one to take care of him at that time—he had no money, and he was lying in bed without eating or drinking, and if we didn't throw him out, we would have done our duty, right? ”

The young man nodded again and again, and asked, "Did that man steal his sword?" ”

"It wouldn't be amazing if that were the case! The young man—who was actually older than me—snuck into his room and stole his sword. We didn't know the exact situation, but we heard a loud roar from the house, it was like thunder! ”

Xie Minghuan raised his voice and roared in his true voice: "As long as the old man still has a breath, no one can take away my sword!" ”

In the young man's nervous and expectant gaze, he took a sip of the teapot casually, and said slowly: "I saw that the young man was thrown out like a cloth bag, and the person was still in the air, and his body was divided into several pieces!" My dead father saw it with his own eyes, and he told me that the old swordsman was standing trembling at the window, holding a sword that seemed to glow! ”

"Sure enough, it's him!" The young man cried out, "Then what happened to him?" ”

"I don't know what to do."

"What?! I don't know what to do?! The young man's eyes widened and he looked at Xie Minghuan in disbelief, "How could you not know the Dao!" ”

"Guest, he killed someone!" Xie Minghuan said with a bitter face, "How dare we let him live again!" Of course, I will persuade him to run away immediately! My dad even gave him a sum of money! ”

The young man was stunned, and after a long while, he asked in a low voice, "Is he just leaving?" Didn't leave any clues? ”

"No, he used a large branch as a crutch, and while coughing, he limped out of the mountain and went into the mountains."

"He's headed for the mountains?" The young man was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked, "He is so sick that he is dying, and he is still going to the mountains?" ”

"He had just killed someone at that time, who dared to ask him where he was going!" Xie Minghuan smacked his lips, "Later, when my father told me, I guessed that maybe he planned to pursue the so-called opportunity until he died......

The young man was silent, his eyes looked at the stone road leading to the mountain in Qingniu Town, his eyes were gloomy, and he didn't say a word.

After a long time, he took out a big silver ingot and put it on the counter: "Thank you for your news, this is your reward." ”

"It's just a few words, where is it worth so much!" Xie Minghuan appropriately showed a look of surprise and uneasiness, and vividly portrayed a middle-aged man who was not young, but still had a simple heart.

"Money is just something outside of one's body." The young man showed a bitter smile, "I came here because according to legend, there is an ancestor who has broken through the innate realm and lives here in seclusion. But now that the news has been confirmed, it turned out that it was just a false rumor, and his old man failed to break through the innate realm at all, and died in the mountains and wilderness......"

"Oh, the guest officer turned out to be the junior of the old swordsman."

“…… In fact, he has long broken off contact with us, and I just cheekily called him Master Zu. The young man looked listless, as if all his strength had been gone, "We are in great trouble now, and we originally came to ask him for help." I thought I'd ask him to come out anyway and beg him to save us. Maybe for the sake of the past, he will help us......"

He sighed, obviously not wanting to talk about anything: "Boss, you can take this money, I'm going to die, why do dead people want so much money?" Do you want to take it inside the coffin? ”

He laughed twice, both bleak and self-deprecating: "Coffin...... I'm afraid I won't even have a coffin, so I'll die on the side of the road feeding wild dogs......"

With that, he was about to leave the inn.

"Wait a minute, officer!" Xie Minghuan hurriedly shouted, "It's getting late, no matter what you have to do, at least stay in the small shop for a night, it's not too late to leave tomorrow!" ”

"I can't find Master Zu, why am I still delaying here?"

"Not necessarily!" Xie Minghuan looked left and right, and saw that there was no one, so he lowered his voice very low, and said mysteriously in a voice that only young people and himself could hear, "That old swordsman entered the mountain, and he said that he would die in the mountain in a few days. But no one has ever seen his remains or relics in the mountains, whether they are hunters or medicine farmers! ”

The young man's body shook suddenly, and his already dead gray face regained the brilliance of life, and his eyes lit up in an instant.

He rushed over quickly, grabbed Xie Minghuan's arm tightly, and asked loudly, "What you said is true?" ”

"Can you still lie about this kind of thing?" Xie Minghuan hurriedly put his finger to his mouth and made a "shhh And even if his clothes are rotten, his sword shouldn't be rotten! ”

"The boss of Orion Yan in our village has been looking for a while in the mountains to find the sword that will shine. But until he became an old man, until he died, he couldn't find the sword. His son Xiaoyan also looked for it, but he didn't find it either. The father and son almost searched the deep mountains and old ditches in the vicinity for more than 100 miles, but they didn't find any clues. ”

"Guest officer, what do you think, an old man who is so sick that he has to rely on crutches to walk, how can he walk hundreds of miles away in the mountains where there is not even a decent road?"

The young man nodded again and again, and nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice: "You're right! Master Zu, he must not be dead! He must have finally realized the innate martial arts on the verge of life and death, and since then he has stepped into the innate realm! ”

"I heard that the innate martial artist is not bad when he sees the gods, no matter what illness or injury, he can rely on his own strength to cure it. Since Master Zu has stepped into the innate realm, of course a little illness can't be difficult for him...... He has never reappeared, probably because he is still living in seclusion in the mountains, wanting to break through to a higher realm! ”

The more the young man spoke, the more excited he became, and he hurried towards the mountain. Xie Minghuan hurriedly stopped him again and persuaded: "Now that the sky is about to get dark, do you plan to look for it in the mountains in the dark?" Listen to Xiao Lao'er's advice, you have a good rest today, and it's not too late to enter the mountain tomorrow after you have enough spirits! ”

The young man suddenly realized, hurriedly thanked him, and then under Xie Minghuan's arrangement, he followed a shopkeeper who was transformed from the mana of the green cow diagram upstairs and rested for the time being.

When he walked away, the light flashed in front of the counter, and An Ziqing walked out. He frowned and looked at Xie Minghuan, and persuaded a little unhappily: "Senior Brother Xie, your relationship with the Nine Swords Sect has already been completely settled, and you don't owe them anything." What's more, the most important thing in front of you is to concentrate on cultivation to stabilize the realm, so why meddle in the mundane affairs of Hongchen again! ”

Xie Minghuan bowed slightly to show his gratitude for his senior brother's concern, but the smile on his face was very firm.

"I thought I had let go, but now I realize that I haven't. Since you can't put it down, you will inevitably have to make a move. ”

An Ziqing was silent for a moment, and sighed: "I'll go for you, with your current situation, it is not advisable to leave the master too far." ”

Xie Minghuan also knew that Senior Brother Lu Dao was reasonable, and smiled bitterly and saluted: "In this way, it will trouble Senior Brother!" ”

"This little thing, what kind of trouble to talk about!" An Ziqing smiled and shook his hand, "Then I'll go and prepare, and let this kid open his eyes tomorrow and see what the real senior master is!" ”

"You don't have to go." Wu Jie's voice came suddenly, although his person was not here, his voice seemed to be next to the two of them, "It's not appropriate for you to leave, I will let my two apprentices go tomorrow, with the ability of the two of them, the mundane affairs in the world should not be a problem." You'd better concentrate on this side of things. ”

The two of them were stunned, bowed down at the same time, and promised in unison.