Chapter 557: There is a pot of tea and a jar of wine on the cliff
All things are born in the sky, and they can be derived from heaven.
Today's Yantianmen naturally can't afford such lofty ambitions, but as a force handed down from before the Three Kingdoms, it is normal to have a piece of feng shui treasure.
Xiyuan Mountain is the feng shui treasure land of Yantianmen.
On this day, two old-timers came to Xiyuan Mountain.
They were very old, so old that most of their teeth had been lost, and their faces were wrinkled, but they had knives hanging from their waists, and their hands were very steady.
The two of them looked up at the three big characters of 'Yantianmen'.
After a while, one of them said, "It's an eyesore." ”
The other nodded, then took a step forward.
A flash of brilliant sword light disappeared.
There was a bang.
Immediately afterwards, the entire mountain gate suddenly collapsed.
The surrounding disciples were stunned, and then made a mess, and several disciples braved the dust to go to the Yantian Gate.
It's really not that they have a bad heart, but that the whole Jianghu has been frightened by the old-timers in March.
In the past, women and villains and children could not be messed with.
The current rivers and lakes are, especially the elderly.
They're just too vicious.
The two old men took it for granted.
"This knife, beautiful. The first old man gave a thumbs up.
"That's it. The other old man raised his eyebrows, triumphant.
"It's a pity that it's not enough yet. The first old man rubbed the hilt of his knife and said, "I've got some itchy hands." ”
"Sooner or later, you'll have a good time, you've been waiting for decades, and you're still a few days away?" said the other old man.
The first old man was not annoyed, nor did he have a good temperament, "Who told you to shoot before me?"
"Who made you breathless and spoke first. The other old man was right.
"Didn't you say that crying children have candy to eat?" the first old man snorted, "I don't believe it anymore." ”
"It's a lot old, kid fart. The other old man said disdainfully.
"It's not the same as you. The first old man said even more disdainfully.
The two old men looked at each other, and then burst out laughing.
......
The time of Yumekya is also time.
The idle people feel that the clouds are very comfortable, and the busy people are also happy to look at the dreamy scenes, so the time passes quickly.
Xiao Feng is very idle.
During the day, he watched the clouds rolling and the streams murmuring, watched Yu Ziqi do his homework, and watched the information analyzed by those young people, so he mentioned a few words when he was in a good mood, and looked at the stars and cold moon at night, and looked at the information sorted out in the thatched house, and lived a leisurely and leisurely life.
Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed, what does he do?
So, he's waiting.
The rest of the people in Yumexia were busy, and getting busier.
There's so much movement outside.
Joe set up a feast.
Bai Wutian had been stable for a few months, and he began to shout for a battle with the Drifting Child.
The relationship between the Purple Spirit Hall and the Tang Sect deteriorated further.
Zilingtang and Thunderbolt Gate married, and the forty-seventh Luo Water Fairy on the Rouge List tied the knot with Xihong, the sixth king of the Hidden Dragon List.
Chun'an City returned to Xuanmeng Pavilion, and the Qi family withdrew from Zhongsheng Mountain.
The Sect Master of the Biluo Sect had a meal with the three elders of Qiyuntai.
Chen Runqing walked to Luoshumen.
Mu Xue sent people to the cold hall to be a guest for a few days.
The results of the battle between Bai Wutian and Yang Yongkun before the Dragon Festival were also made public to the world, Yang Yongkun was seriously injured and disappeared, and the Yang family had the tendency to join the Qiao Gang.
Some people have appeared on the rivers and lakes, some are old people from decades ago, and some are proud of the sky that can be compared with the old people.
Every day, there are more than a dozen grandmaster-level battles in the rivers and lakes that are enough to make the rivers and lakes talk about it, but in the end, the people in the rivers and lakes can't even remember their names.
And there's a lot more to it.
Even so, everyone knows that this is just the beginning.
The real excitement is to wait for the time when the general is going to be opposed.
So, they're waiting, too.
Chu Ling didn't leave, and he didn't give Xiao Feng an answer.
Lin Feng faced Xiao Feng without his previous calmness.
He began to deliberately avoid Xiao Feng, and even chatted with Luo Qianyuan once, and when he saw Xiao Feng coming from afar, he jumped to the roof of the house, and there was no shadow.
Luo Qianyuan was inexplicable.
Xiao Feng was also inexplicable.
The peaceful days passed slowly.
Actually, this is not bad, but no one will be reconciled.
So, it can't be.
On this day, Yumexia received a message.
Two old-timers went to Xiyuan Mountain, destroyed the Yantianmen Mountain Gate, and then built a grass house in front of Yantianmen and lived.
So, Drunken Chunfeng went to find Xiao Feng.
He handed the news to Xiao Feng, and then said, "The time is almost up. ”
"yes, I should go out for a walk. Xiao Feng looked at the rising sun in the distance and said calmly.
Drunk Chunfeng looked at Xiao Feng, his eyes were very complicated.
He knew how heavy this sentence was, and he also knew that the meaning of this sentence was something that only the person in front of him could afford.
So he bowed to Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng didn't return the salute this time, but just said to Yu Yi beside him, "Uncle Yu, put on that white dress and follow me to meet someone." ”
So, Xiao Feng came out of the Dream Gorge.
There was no waiting for Chu Ling's answer, nor did he wait for Lin Feng's explanation.
......
The sunset is red through half the sky.
The one-armed old man walked slowly among the lofty mountains.
He's looking for someone.
The sky darkened suddenly.
The old man looked up and saw a behemoth that obscured the last sunset.
The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and his clothes moved without wind.
There was a loud sound of a sword.
A rainbow flashed.
Almost at the same time, a streamer flashed in the air.
It seemed that nothing had happened, but the rocks around it fell as if the ground was moving.
The old man frowned and looked up at the giant bird, "Little doll?"
"Senior, come up and sit?" Not far from the mountain rock, a long body dressed in white stood up.
Behind the white clothes is still white clothes.
The old man's eyes widened.
"There are two stories for juniors, and juniors should want to hear them. Xiao Feng said again.
The old man rubbed his face and climbed against the rocks.
The white robe alone was worth his journey.
A pot of tea was brewed on the cliff and a jar of wine was placed.
Xiao Feng was drinking tea.
The tea is mild and fragrant.
The old man sat down facing the boy, very calmly.
"Seniors are at their own convenience. Xiao Feng poured a cup of tea for the old man and another cup for himself.
The old man drank tea and then began to drink.
Xiao Feng finished drinking the cup of tea and said softly, "The first story has something to do with the dress Uncle Yu wore. ”
He looked at the sky, "A few days ago, someone wanted to break my sword, and I felt that I was losing, so I gambled on his clothes, and someone fought for me, and his clothes were mine." ”
There were faint clouds drifting south with the wind, and he thought it was beautiful.
The old man stopped drinking and looked at the young man very seriously, "How old is that person?"
Xiao Feng hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, as if he thought it was very interesting, "I asked him about his birthday this year, and he was annoyed all of a sudden." ”
"And then?" said the old man, too, very interesting.
"He said I deserved to die, but unfortunately his life was not as good as that of his predecessors, so he didn't die. Xiao Feng replied.
These two sentences did not match the preamble at all, but the old man understood.
He raised an eyebrow, seeming more interested, "So what?"
"I robbed him of his clothes, and he owed me a favor. Xiao Feng thought about it, said seriously, and suddenly laughed again, "However, he will definitely not wear white clothes in the future." ”
The old man looked at the young man with a strange expression, "I didn't think before, your doll is a little evil." ”。
"I'm just curious. Xiao Feng said seriously.
The old man still looked at the young man, suddenly raised his head and took a sip of wine, and then laughed.