"Mr. Qingteng!"

"Xu Wei!"

In front of the store, there was an exclamation.

At this time, standing on the edge of the avenue, the middle-aged scribe with a calm breath on his body, a green robe with big sleeves, a bundled hair, a neat short beard, and a handsome face, who is not the most elegant Qingteng Xu Wei of Confucianism?

Qingteng Xu said, the youngest great master of Confucianism and Taoism, and the most likely to become the pinnacle of Confucianism and Taoism, but he fell into the obstacle of the Great Dao at his peak.

For a hundred years, who in the imperial city has not regretted?

The last time this one appeared in front of people was a hundred years ago.

At that time, Qingteng Xu Wei was already covered with ink, his hair was scattered, and he had no great grandmaster bearing.

But at this time, Xu Wei, who was standing in front of the store, couldn't look directly just by standing there.

The elegance of Confucianism and Taoism is really through the body.

"Qingteng, I haven't seen it for more than a hundred years......" Qin Suyang, who was a Confucianism and Taoism half-saint, looked at Xu Wei in front of him, who was just like the style of the year, and sighed lightly.

"Mr. Su Yang, I've been waiting for a long time." Xu Wei arched his hand and spoke softly.

I don't know if it's in this store, or it's been a hundred years?

Xu Wei stepped forward slowly, and the generals on both sides solemnly bowed their hands.

Qingteng Xu said, not only has an elegant literary name, but also once led a million army to destroy the world as a Confucian Taoist, strategizing, and winning thousands of miles away!

Although he has not been in the army for a long time, there is a legend of him in the army!

"Mr. Xu, long time no see......" Xiao Lingshan raised his hand and spoke softly.

Xu Wei laughed and said, "General Xiao, your demeanor is still the same." ”

His eyes turned to Han Muye and Mu Wan, and the smile on his face was even better.

"Are you the shopkeeper?"

Looking at Han Muye, Xu Wei asked.

Han Muye nodded.

"You're the boss?" Xu Wei's gaze turned to Mu Wan.

Mu Wan's face turned red and nodded slightly.

Xu Wei said very solemnly: "Which of the two of you speaks?" ”

Han Muye looked at Mu Wan, and it happened that Mu Wan also turned his head to look at him.

"I say it when I'm outside, and she says it at home." Han Muye spoke loudly.

Xu Wei laughed.

"This is Mr. Qingteng?" The Changyun Daoist not far away turned his head to look at Bao Mingcheng and asked in a low voice.

Although it looks outstanding, there doesn't seem to be much elegant rhetoric between the words?

At this time, Bao Mingcheng had calmed down and nodded lightly.

"This is Mr. Qingteng."

His gaze shifted from Xu Wei to Han Muye, and then looked around.

"The gentleman is easy-going and has a natural taste."

The corners of Changyundao's mouth twitched, and then nodded.

What does it mean to be natural?

He didn't understand, but he had to pretend to understand.

Otherwise, people will think that he does not read much.

"You see, there are demi-saints, great grandmasters, and generals in charge of the army here today, but only Mr. Qingteng and the shopkeeper have a good time."

"A saint is also a human being, and he should also have seven emotions and six desires."

"Back then, Mr. Qingteng was in love and fell into a ...... obstacle"

Bao Mingcheng whispered softly, not knowing whether he was talking about it to the Changyun Taoist or to himself.

Not far away, several carriages came slowly.

Xu Wei turned his head and said with a smile: "You are not badly connected, these people can come." ”

As he spoke, he took a step back and stood beside Xiao Lingshan.

Xiao Lingshan smiled and nodded, and then looked ahead.

Over there, the carriage stopped, and the old man who got off the carriage first was wearing a Confucian robe with a long wooden box under his arm.

"Yan Zhenqing is the deputy head of the courtyard!" Xiao Lingshan let out a low sigh.

Qin Suyang, who was standing at the door behind Han Muye, had a slight expression on his face, just opposite Yan Zhenqing's eyes when he looked up.

Yan Zhen grinned lightly.

Han Muye chuckled and nodded.

Lao Yan.

Lao Yan, who didn't think it was a big deal in Lu Yuzhou's courtyard, turned out to be a Confucianism and Taoism half-saint, the deputy head of the Imperial City Academy, and his words were really light.

Behind him was Lu Yuzhou, who was wearing a white robe and looking quite solemn.

Behind, Zhang Xuan and several old men came slowly with big sleeves in green robes.

The two deputy heads of the Imperial City Academy, and several great masters of Confucianism and Taoism are here to teach and learn in person!

Being in the Imperial City, I don't know the people in the Imperial City Academy, and I also know their names!

The semi-holy words are really light, a diligent monument, every word of life, can control a realm, which is the foundation of its sanctification.

The semi-saint Lu Yuzhou entered Tianxuan with one realm and achieved Tianxuan's twenty states and counties.

The great master Zhang Xu, it is said that the wild grass is alienated, and it has reached the realm of flowers.

……

At the door of Danyuan Pavilion, Zuo Yulong trembled all over his body, clenching his fists excitedly.

The only calm person present is probably only Shao Datian.

Coming to this group of old men, he felt that he could knock out most of them with one punch.

Among the several young people who received the carriage and horses, some of them muttered in a low voice, pointing out the identities of these people in the Imperial City Academy.

Bao Zhenyu on the side grinned and said, "Fortunately, I didn't go to the academy to study, otherwise I wouldn't have to kowtow to death in this meeting?" ”

Turning his head, he saw his uncle staring at him not far away.

Obviously, his disrespectful expression now has made the uncle angry.

"Green Ivy."

"Xiao Xu, ......"

"Lao Xu, you're not dead yet."

Xu Wei, who was standing there, stole the limelight from Xiao Lingshan and Han Muye.

There is no way, his appearance is more shocking to the Confucianism and Taoism of the Imperial City Academy than the opening of a small shop.

Lu Yuzhou's eyes swirled around Han Muye and Xu Wei, grinning, not knowing what to say, but in the end he didn't say it, only handed over a wooden box.

Others followed suit.

Han Muye was not polite, so he stretched out his hand to take it.

Mu Wan also followed to receive the gift.

At the beginning, they had summed it up and gathered the wool of these Confucian and Taoist masters.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

At this time, at the door of the Danyuan Pavilion, except for a few Confucian, Taoist half-saints and great grandmasters who talked in a low voice, and then laughed a few times as if no one was around, the others didn't even dare to come out.

Even the passers-by who were watching quietly retreated.

As for those officials and the two deacons of the Danyao Division, they were already about ten miles away at this time, right?

If you don't retreat ten miles away, how can the fear in your heart be calmed?

Seeing that no one came, Han Muye and Mu Wan stepped forward and took off the red silk on the plaque at the door.

"Lao Huang's inscription?"

"Obediently, Lao Huang was killed by the head of the family, I haven't seen him write for more than 100 years, right?"

"He is now grinding his rhubarb court every day, and it is estimated that he may fall into the same obstacle as Xiao Xu."

"Not to mention, Lao Huang's words are really sublimated again."

Han Muye had already known that these Confucianists and Taoists were all like this together, so he stepped forward and smiled and invited them into the store to have a look.

"What, you still want to sell us some pills?" Yan Zhen smiled lightly and walked into the store with Qin Suyang.

"Don't talk about it, look at these pills." Qin Suyang directly led Yan Zhenqing to the wooden shelf, and stretched out his hand to point to the jade bottles at the top.

"Blood Jade Immortal Spirit Pill?" Yan Zhen was stunned for a moment, and said in a low voice: "This Dan can also be encountered?" ”

Sipindan, or is it needed by the Great Monk, so it is placed in the store?

Such a treasure is one or two of the few big markets in the city, and it should only be one or two in thirty or fifty years, right?

"Good girl, this hand, I'll see if I can win it." Yan Zhen muttered softly, and turned his head to see another jade bottle.

"Shhhh

"Sanpindan!"

His exclamation made everyone around them, who were attracted by the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, turn around.

"Zhenshen Dan? Is there such an elixir? Yan Zhen looked at Qin Suyang lightly, and then looked at Tao Zhu on the side.

Dan Dao, these two are the ones who can speak.

"Dan Dao in the world, who said that it had to be in the past?" Tao Zhu's eyes fell on the jade bottle, and he chuckled: "Is it here that it will be?" ”

Qin Suyang nodded and said, "I studied it with Grandmaster Taozhu just now, this elixir is at least three grades." ”

At least.

And maybe more than that.

Lu Yuzhou turned his head to look at Han Muye: "Brother, you refined this elixir?" ”

Hearing his words, Han Muye shook his head and looked at Mu Wan on the side.

Mu Wan's face blushed.

She didn't speak.

You can't say that it's the dual cultivation system of the senior brother and yourself, right?

Qin Suyang and Tao Zhu glanced at each other in some surprise.

They knew that Han Muye's Dan Dao cultivation was extremely profound.

But this one, is it also the realm of the Great Grandmaster of the Dan Dao?

In addition to the three and four pins of pills that can interest these big people, there are also many seven- and eight-grade pills in the store.

Some of those generals bought a five-pindan and prepared to take it back.

Zuo Yulong and Zuo Yuting were busy packing the elixir, and they received the spirit stone according to what Han Muye said.

Even the people of Changyun Dao also took a few kinds of Liupindan.

"Wood shopkeeper, I don't know how to sell this blood jade immortal elixir?" Tao Zhu looked at Mu Wan and asked.

He is in charge of the affairs of the Imperial City Danfang, and he has a clear idea of how many high-quality Dan are circulating in the market.

Hearing Tao Zhu's question, Mu Wan turned her head to look at Han Muye.

"Haha, didn't my little friend say it earlier, he has the final say on business matters."

Xu Wei laughed and pointed at Tao Zhu: "Don't talk about it, there are still pills on the market that you don't know the price of?" ”

After speaking, Xu Wei turned his head to look at Han Muye: "This guy is the most recognizant of money and not people, don't hesitate to make an offer, slaughter hard." ”

Tao Zhu stood there with a smile, but did not refute.

Han Muye shook his head and said, "Senior, you can go and sit in the small courtyard for a while, and wait for us to talk in detail." ”

This kind of precious elixir, which is worth tens of millions of spirit stones, is indeed not something that can be bought and sold immediately.

Tao Zhu nodded with a smile, looked around, and followed Zuo Yuting to the small courtyard.

Zheng Cheng, the general of the Imperial City Guards wearing blood-colored battle armor, said in a low voice: "I am also a little interested in this elixir. ”

As he spoke, he strode after him and went into the small courtyard.

Although the others also wanted to move, they did not move.

"I don't know the ...... of this town's divine pill" Yan Zhen didn't finish his words, but saw Tao Zhu and Zheng Cheng striding out of the small courtyard with panicked faces.

"That, shepherd's shopkeeper, let's talk next time." Tao Zhu arched his hand towards Han Muye, turned his head to give Qin Suyang a look, turned around and left.

What do you mean?

"General Xiao, military affairs are in place, let's go first." Zheng Cheng also grabbed the arms of several generals and dragged them out of the door.

What's the situation?

Xiao Lingshan frowned, turned around and strode into the small courtyard.

It's just that he advances faster and retreats faster.

Xiao Lingshan, who was pale with meaning, looked at Han Muye, then shook his head and said in a low voice, "I'll talk about it next time." ”

Yan Zhenqing and Lu Yuzhou glanced at each other, and a faint golden aura on their bodies shook slightly, and then a strange look appeared on their faces.

"Forget it, the dean is here, let's go."

Lu Yuzhou stretched out his hand and patted Han Muye's arm, and lowered his voice: "Wen Xiang is in the courtyard." ”

When the Changyun Daoist settled the spirit stones at the counter, put the loaded pills into the storage ring, and then turned around, the originally crowded shop was already empty.

Even Mr. Qingteng and Xiao Lingshan are no longer there.

What's going on?

Just as he was about to speak, Bao Mingcheng grabbed his sleeve and strode out of the door.

At the door, Bao Zhenyu's group of people are also in a circle, why did these big people suddenly scatter and flee?

At this time, seeing Bao Mingcheng pulling the sleeves of Changyun Daoren, he thought that he was going to take him, so he surrounded him.

The two Dao boys who came with the Daoist saw that their Daoist was being pulled, and they thought they had committed a crime, and their faces turned white.

"Hurry up, hurry up."

Bao Mingcheng dragged Changyun Daoist to the door of the Nanhuang snack bar next to him, sat down at the table, and shouted: "Brother Datian, bring me two drawers of steamed buns." ”

Eating steamed buns?

Changyun Daoist sat opposite Bao Mingcheng, his face full of doubts.

Bao Zhenyu and the others gathered around in a daze.

Bao Mingcheng waited for the buns to come, picked up two and stuffed them into his mouth, and waited for the choking to go down before he breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing everyone looking around him, Bao Mingcheng shook his head, glanced at the plaque of Danyuan Pavilion, and picked up a bun.

"Moon Xiang is in the store."

With that, he stuffed the bun into his mouth again.

Changyun Daoist trembled, reached out to take a bun and bit it, and didn't even notice that the splashed oil juice was stained on the placket.

"Boss, give it to me, give me all the buns." Bao Zhenyu's hands and feet trembled, and when he turned his head to look, his subordinate brothers all had the same expressions.

I want to eat steamed buns.

I especially want to.

In the Danyuan Pavilion, Zuo Yuting and Zuo Yulong walked out of the door blankly.

"Sister, have you seen Wenxiang?"

Zuo Yulong looked at Zuo Yuting opposite.

Zuo Yuting nodded and shook her head again.

"I don't know, I saw a white-robed Confucian student and a woman in a pastel dress playing chess in the courtyard."

Her gaze was a little misty.

"That young lady, so beautiful......"

Zuo Yulong didn't know what to say for a while.

The text is quite face-to-face, only know that the young lady is beautiful?

That's probably beautiful.

In the store, Mu Wan was a little cramped and uneasy.

Fortunately, Han Muye reached out and held her hand, led her, and walked to the small courtyard.

In the small courtyard, two figures sat opposite each other.

On the stone table, there is a chessboard.

Bai Wuji, who was wearing a pastel dress, held a black chess piece in his hand and gently landed on the chessboard.

The Confucian who was facing away from Han Muye and Mu Wan raised his hand, and a white character fell.

"Whisper, your chess skills have really been sublimated."

The voice is clear.

"Wen Mosheng, it's your mind that is useless in this way."

Bai Wuxian threw back the chess pieces in his hand, then stood up and looked at Han Muye and Mu Wan.

"When you come to the Imperial City, you don't come to play with me." Her gaze fell on Mu Wan and chuckled, "Senior Brother Han, this is your Daoist Fairy Mu Wan?" ”

Han Muye nodded, still holding Mu Wan's hand.

Bai Wuxian took out a hairpin, gently pushed it, and landed in front of Mu Wan.

"I don't have anything to give, this hairpin is not worth anything."

After speaking, she glanced down and said lightly: "It's still Senior Brother Han who is a real man, and since he wants to get married, he will generously admit it." ”

The white-robed Confucian who was sitting upright did not answer.

"Senior Brother Han, Mu Wan, come and play with me when you have time." Bai Wuxian laughed, his body moved, and he dispersed directly.

It wasn't until Bai Wuxian left that the Confucian scholar sitting at the stone table got up and slowly turned around.

Around forty years, the eyebrows are straight, and the eyes are shining.

If outsiders see it, they must only be a good Confucianism and Taoism practitioner.

But Han Muye can recognize at a glance, this is Wen Xiang, Wen Mosheng.

Or rather, his incarnation.

"You're good." Wen Mosheng put his hands behind his back and looked at Han Muye.

"Senior sister, you go outside and have a look." Han Muye let go of his hand and patted Mu Wan's arm.

Mu Wan glanced at him with some concern, then nodded and walked out of the small courtyard.

At the moment when Mu Wan walked out of the small courtyard, the entire small courtyard was filled with spiritual light, and the endless power of space was enveloped.

The world in front of Han Muye turned into nothingness, wearing a blue and gray robe, and the sound of Wen Mo with a simple face stood out from the sky.

"Let me see, you have Yuan Tian's sword inheritance."

The words fell, and behind Wen Mosheng, three hundred and sixty black and white chess pieces flashed into stars.

In his hand, he held a black chess piece, constantly flipping.

On Han Muye's body, the sword intent that had been silent for a long time rushed into the sky.

Thirteen sword pills flew out, and the illusory Zhou Tian Sword Array emerged.

"I will not be disappointed."

Han Muye's voice revealed the coldness of sword intent.

"Boom-"

A star fell directly.

Zhou Tian's swordsmanship, point the stars.

On the other side, a sword light quietly appeared behind Wen Mosheng.

Swordsmanship, hiding the sky.

"After 100,000 years of practice, I have forgotten what it is like to be approached by a sword......"

Wen Mosheng whispered softly, and the black chess pieces in his hand flipped over.

"Boom-"

The starry sky is full of light, suppressing the heavens and the earth.

All the sword light was pressed in place, unable to move at all.

Han Muye was not only not afraid, but laughed out loud.

"Today's blind date, don't you just want to see my sword path broken?"

"Then please Wen Xiangxiang to see how my sword is!"

The voice fell, and the sword light rose.

With a three-foot long sword in his hand, Han Muye flew up, and the sword light pierced Wen Mosheng's chest.

"Sword in hand."

At this moment, above Han Muye's head in the same place, an illusory long sword appeared and slashed down in the air.

"The sword is in the heart."

I don't know when, Han Muye's figure was already standing beside Wen Mosheng, and the short sword Ziyan in his hand was gently teased.

"Swords, murder weapons!"

"Boom-"

The starlight in the sky dispersed, and in the small courtyard, the clouds were light and the wind was light.

Han Muye stood in place, opposite, there was a tear on the left side of the white robe's big-sleeved Wen Mosheng.

"You say, should Tianxuan be broken or should it be established?"

Wen Mosheng stared at Han Muye's eyes and spoke in a low voice.

Hearing his words, Han Muye shook his head and said lightly: "That's something you think about." ”

"I just kill people with a sword, study and cultivate myself."

Wen Mosheng nodded and said softly, "I understand." ”

With that, he raised his hand to the stone table behind him.

"Zhou Tian's sword array has been destroyed, and even Yuan Tian can't make up three hundred and sixty sword pills."

"I'll give you the chessboard this week."

After saying that, his body moved, and he turned into nothingness.

Zhou Tian chessboard?

Han Muye stepped forward, looked at the black and white chess pieces, and the criss-crossing chessboard, and stretched out his hand.

His palm, pressed against the chessboard.

"Hum—"

The aura shook, the sword qi surged, and the aura fluctuated, enveloping him and the chessboard.

Pictures appeared in his mind.

"Heaven and earth are a chess game, come, let's play the next game."

In his mind, the old man in the blue robe and white beard sat cross-legged.

Wen Mosheng and Yuan Tian Jianzun's master!

Han Muye looked at the black chess piece in his hand.

"Smack-"

He reached out and pressed the chess piece against the chessboard Tianyuan.