Chapter 890: The Innkeeper

The inn where Lin Xuan lives is close to the city gate, called the Listening Wind Inn, the name is quite elegant, in fact, it is just a small inn, the owner of the inn is surnamed Xu, and there is only one guy, who is called Heizi by the owner of this inn.

Of course, there are not many guests in the inn, plus Lin Xuan and Liangshi, there are four people, one woman and three men, two of them are young people, a woman in purple, and an old man, these four people should be together, I don't know where they came from, they all have injuries on their bodies, especially the old man, there is almost only one breath left, and the Yin Hall is black, and it seems that he can die at any time.

Lin Xuan has only seen these four people once, and most of the time he stays in the room, thinking that he should be treating the old man, the woman in purple should be an elixir master, not weak, but it is still a little difficult to save the old man, it is estimated that it is unlikely, at most a month, this old man will die.

Lin Xuan could save it, but he was not a living bodhisattva who saved the suffering, they didn't ask, he naturally acted as if he hadn't seen it, and even if he went, it would be difficult for them to believe them.

"Boss Xu!"

It's been a few days since I came to this inn, and I'm familiar with the innkeeper, and I'll say hello when I meet him.

At first glance, the inn seems to be a little shabby, but there is an antique feeling with the heart, as if there is a rhyme contained in it, on the side of the window, a blue shirt, a face of elegance, is tasting a cup of tea on the table, this is the owner of the inn, like a literati layman.

Lin Xuan greeted him, he also gave Lin Xuan a faint look, nodded, and responded, Lin Xuan smiled, nodded the same, and then walked upstairs and went back to the room.

What is the identity of the innkeeper, Lin Xuan doesn't know, but he is by no means just an ordinary person, he came to the Mixed Yuan Continent, this is the first person he can't see through, no matter how you look at it, he is an ordinary person, and he hasn't even reached the world realm, but is this possible?

Although he didn't know the strength of the innkeeper, but the innkeeper Heizi was able to perceive one or two, a gaze frightened Fang Xing and the others to flee in embarrassment, at that moment, Lin Xuan seemed to feel a vast desolate world, descending from the endless starry sky, about to overturn this world.

What kind of strength is this, Tianzun? Or is it the existence of the Supreme? The most important thing is that this sunspot is extremely respectful to the innkeeper, and he is willing to be only an innkeeper.

Wu and Liangshi and the others were all cultivating, Lin Xuan didn't bother, entered the room, sat down cross-legged, and began to consolidate the cultivation realm, of course, he didn't dare to cultivate deeply for fear of being seen by the owner of this inn.

Soon, the agreed ten-day deadline was up, as soon as the day dawned, Lin Xuan heard the noise outside the inn, Lin Xuan smiled faintly, walked out of the door, and walked downstairs, the innkeeper was still drinking tea, with an indifferent look, quiet and far-reaching, as if it was a world of its own.

"Boss Xu!"

Lin Xuan said to the innkeeper, the innkeeper nodded, Lin Xuan smiled, and then walked out of the inn.

Tingfeng Inn is close to the city gate, and as soon as you go out, you can see everything happening at the city gate, the noisy crowd, the figures in the sky, all gathered in one place, and that place is Yuanshan.

Looking at this scene, Lin Xuan smiled faintly, his fingers outlined the void, a space portal appeared, Lin Xuan stepped into it, and disappeared in an instant, inside the inn, the innkeeper still looked indifferent, holding a cup of tea in his hand, put it to his mouth and took a sip, staring at a chessboard in front of him.

In the chessboard is an endgame, white is so arrogant that black is cornered for a while, and black is in danger, and it seems that it can be swallowed by white at will, which is almost a dead game.

Yuanshan, a very ordinary hill, but from today onwards, it is no longer ordinary, a native from the vast sea will challenge the two strongest geniuses of the Wasteland here.

There is no way, lawlessness, the boundless road of the Dao, just one name can feel a rush of domineering, and even said that he would fight against one against two, and he was really domineering, which made countless disciples of Linzong and Yujian Sect angry.

The surroundings of Yuanshan are divided into three camps, one camp is the people of Linzong, there are more than 1,000 people, the other camp is the people of the Imperial Sword Sect, there are also more than 1,000 people, and there are some scattered cultivators, scattered and scattered, there are nearly 100,000 people, and people are constantly coming from afar.

It's still early, the day has just dawned, the protagonist on Yuanshan has not yet arrived, and the smell of gunpowder is already strong underneath, and the disciples of Linzong and Yujian Sect are not looking at each other, and they are about to fight without saying a few words.

"The garbage of the Imperial Sword Sect, when he was a vassal of our Linzong, he was like a grandson, and when a disciple entered the holy land, he crossed the river and demolished the bridge, and he was going to compete with our Linzong for the wasteland, what a group of villains!"

"Haha, villain, what a joke, since ancient times, the king has been defeated, the weak eat the strong, my Imperial Sword Sect was once weak, and I had to surrender to your Linzong, but now I am strong, I naturally want to be independent. ”

"Could it be that you are jealous that our Imperial Sword Sect has produced a disciple of the Holy Land, and you Lin Sect has not?"

"Not now, it doesn't mean that there will be no in the future, Senior Brother Guo Qing's Tianzong is a gift, and he will definitely worship in the Holy Land in a few hundred years, but your Imperial Sword Sect is now green and yellow, I'm afraid there will be no disciples of the Holy Land anymore. ”

"If you don't pick it up, you say it again!"

"Hehe, there's a temper, garbage, that's what you guys, what's wrong, do you want to fight?"

......

The tension between the Imperial Sword Sect and the Lin Sect was tense, and the murderous aura condensed, making a void suffocated, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the surrounding scattered cultivators hurriedly got out of the way, and they didn't dare to interfere in the affairs of the two major sects.

"Hehe, there's a good show going on, it seems that I'm not late, it's just in time. ”

At this moment, a faint voice sounded, and everyone was startled and looked in the direction of Yuanshan.

The overflowing void trembled slightly, and then tore, a void portal appeared, and a young man in white slowly walked out, holding a flower moon fan in his mouth, and a scene of the flower moon was outlined on the fan, with a faint smile, with an inexplicable feeling of affinity, what a handsome boy.

Everyone was stunned, and the rumors said that Wudao was not extremely domineering, arrogant, and arrogant, and a tall and majestic, fierce and cruel appearance? How could it be like this?

"What's the matter, it's all up to me what I'm doing, who are going to fight just now, I'll make room for you, you continue. ”

Lin Xuan said with a smile, looking at the people of the Imperial Sword Sect and the Lin Sect, the people of the two sects all stared, and the killing intent gathered on Lin Xuan, Lin Xuan was stunned, and then shook his head.

"It seems that you want to have a fight with me, okay, come on, let's all go together, let me see what the disciples of the two major sects of the Wasteland have, and let me see how powerful the people of the Mixed Yuan Continent are. ”

Lin Xuan said lightly, with a gentle smile on his face, but what he said surprised everyone.

(End of chapter)