Autumn nights, slightly cool.

Light wind, drizzle.

Mountains and forests, ancient trees, small bridges and flowing water, as if the whole world is filled with a kind of gloom, only the dim light of the small shop on the side of the road reveals a trace of warmth, which makes people yearn for it.

There was a wine flag in front of the store, which had been wet by the rain and stuck together, and it could only be seen that there were three words on it, but the specifics could not be distinguished.

The man withdrew his gaze, raised his hand to hold the hat, and strode into the shop.

It looks like an ordinary restaurant, the store is not large, and there are only four tables of eight immortals.

Now there are three people already seated.

At one table, an old man and a young man sat down, looking like a pair of master and apprentice.

One table was a single woman.

At one table were two young men, fighting wine.

The shopkeeper is a beautiful woman, her skin is better than the snow willow eyebrows, and the waist is slender under the snow-blue robe. At this time, he was slanted behind the counter, snorting melon seeds one by one, but there was a lazy charm.

The man glanced around, sat down at the empty table, and took off his hat and set it aside.

Xiao Er, who ran the hall, first brought a pot of tea and came over, and wiped the water stains on the table diligently, "Guest officer, how about eating?"

The man asked, "Is this a small chat?"

Xiao Er nodded, "Yes." ”

The man said: "I heard that the Pu lady of Xiao Liaozhai has good cooking skills, so she just picks up a few dishes." ”

Xiao Er smiled and said: "The shop has all kinds of wine and game, as well as steamed bread and pastry, but if you want to taste the food cooked by our shopkeeper, you can only exchange it for stories." ”

The man frowned and threw out a gold ingot, "Is it enough?"

Don't eat any dragon liver and phoenix gall, this ingot is ten taels of gold, and the banquet is enough to open several tables.

Xiao Er just laughed, and didn't even look at the ingot of gold.

The man simply threw out a few spirit stones again, and this time, before he could speak, the old man at the next table had already sneered, "Since you know that this is Xiaoliaozhai, you should abide by the rules here." Gold and silver spirit stones, when who doesn't have them?"

The man turned his head to look at him.

The old man didn't even look at him, and said slowly: "Danxia Zongyue Zhenren, is he rich enough? Qishan sent Chen Gongzi, is he powerful enough? Here, there is no story, and you still can't eat the dishes made by Pu Niangzi herself." ”

The man snorted, "I don't believe there are still shops in the world that don't do business." ”

The old man stopped talking, but the chopsticks in his hand pointed behind the shopkeeper intentionally or unintentionally.

Before Xiao Er greeted the guests, and then the old man talked to the man, the beautiful shopkeeper was completely deaf, only slowly sipping melon seeds, while looking at the dripping water droplets in front of the window, the willow eyebrows frowned slightly, as if he didn't care about the people in the store at all, just worrying why the rain hadn't stopped.

Behind her was a row of shelves.

Some of them are decently arranged, while others are miscellaneous items.

But the man took a closer look and froze.

A jade slip with the imprint of Xixuanzong, a wood carving of a nine-tailed fox, a golden bell full of aura, a three-inch-long willow leaf flying knife, a picture scroll of ebony pomelo, and a string of prayer beads...... It is true that there are miscellaneous things, but what makes him stunned is the spiritual power and coercion contained in these things.

This is not a miscellaneous item at all, but a token left by a person who has attained the Tao.

A few things that men can recognize, all of them belong to the famous figures on the path of cultivation, and the others are just about the same.

Whatever the reason they left it, these things are here now, and it's a deterrent.

The cultivation of the beauty shopkeeper is indeed not high, and the shopkeeper is just a half-demon who has just reached the Tao, but who would want to be the enemy of so many masters behind her?

Of course, leaving a token doesn't mean that she will definitely come out for her, maybe it's just a reward when you're happy, but ...... What if?

Among the so many people who left something, as long as one wanted to pursue it, the average person couldn't eat and walked away.

It's just for the sake of a bite to eat, can you do it? Cultivators, if you don't eat this meal, you won't starve to death.

How difficult is it to tell a story? What do you want to tell, but not him?

The man immediately extinguished his desire to make trouble, and asked instead: "What story does the shopkeeper want to hear?"

The shopkeeper said with a smile: "Our shopkeeper likes to listen to ancient myths and the history of flying immortals." ”

As he spoke, he served a small plate of braised beef to the old man at the next table.

The beef was thinly sliced, sprinkled with green coriander and poured with red chili oil, which made people move their appetite at the sight, not to mention the fragrant aroma, and the few people next to them were visibly swallowing saliva.

But he can be a man. The man thought, no wonder the old man would speak for them, he thought that he had already been coaxed by food.

The man snorted and said, "I don't know much about the story that is too long, but there is a recent story, do you want to listen to the shopkeeper?"

The beauty glanced at him, still nonchalantly said, "Why don't you tell me about it first?"

The man said: "On the path of cultivation today, the most famous one is the Three Palaces, Six Sects, Five Sects and Eight Sects, and what I want to talk about is the matter of the Purple Ruins Palace, the head of the three palaces. ”

As he spoke, he quietly looked at the beautiful shopkeeper's expression.

I saw that she raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she was a little surprised, but other than that, she was still calm, and even added a cup of tea to herself slowly.

"This Purple Ruins Palace, it is rumored that it was rebuilt on top of the cave left by a flying immortal, so although it is named 'Ruins', it is really proud, and even claims to have immortal relics. The Purple Ruins Palace has been established for thousands of years, and there have indeed been many amazing and brilliant people, and there is even one who has successfully survived the tribulation and soared to become an immortal. ”

When the man said this, the old man sneered again, "This kind of thing is something that a cultivator knows, but you can't exchange it for the delicacies of the shopkeeper, you have to say something new." ”

The man ignored him and continued, "The most outstanding disciple of this generation of the Purple Ruins Palace is named Pei Yue. Born in a family, he is talented, but when he was weak, he has formed a golden pill and is a god of swordsmanship. After that, he was in charge of the torture hall, fair and strict, very prestigious among the disciples in the sect, and respected by the elders, and it was even rumored that the head of the Zixu Palace intended to train him to take over as the next head. ”

The two young men over there who were fighting turned their heads to look at him, and one of the people in the blue shirt directly "bah", "What is the next head, what kind of outdated news are you." ”

"That is, who doesn't know now that Pei Yue deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors, and he was rebellious, and he had already been expelled from the sect by the Zixu Palace. ”

"The Purple Ruins Palace also offers a bounty for him to be wanted. The 50,000 spirit stones caught, even if it is just to provide information, there are 500 spirit stones to take. What prestige, what kind of weight, he is now a street rat that everyone shouts and beats, everyone betrays his relatives and leaves, and it is difficult to protect himself. ”