Standing on the top floor of Wangyuan Tower, you can see the Baishui River.

If it is said that the downstairs of Wangyuan Tower is very simple and temperamental, then the top floor is very chaotic. Everywhere there are wine flasks that have been drunk, as well as peanut rice plates that have been eaten, and all kinds of good dishes.

For example, the pig's trotters that are only half gnawed, and the leftover dishes, such as Taibai fish head, copper wallet, fried gardenia, white-cut chicken, stir-fried meat with wild bamboo shoots, etc., are all famous dishes of Wangyuanlou.

Yu Zhenyi was hijacked by the old swordsman and walked to the top of the building.

Here, you can really see all the scenery of the Baishui River, and Yu Zhenyi confirmed his previous conjecture. But now, he doesn't have the heart to look at the scenery. He smiled bitterly and said, "Senior, I can see that you have a really good appetite." ”

The old swordsman inserted the sword in his hand back into the sword box on the side.

Then pick up the unfinished hoof and continue to gnaw. Pig's trotters and soybeans together, the color is attractive, it can be seen that the craftsmanship of the chef of this Wangyuanlou is very good. The old swordsman was very happy to eat, ignoring the few people next to him.

Yu Zhenyi's heart was extremely shocked, because when he went upstairs just now, before he could react, the old man's sword was already behind him. It can be seen that he is a master.

And the most important thing is that the few swordsmen that Yu Zhen has discussed are different from this swordsman.

Whether it is Qin Yu, or Wen Jian Peak Peak Master He Zui, or Chao Qingyuan, they are all very chic and elegant, as if they were born to be a swordsman. But this old swordsman in Wangyuanlou is different, he is up and down, exuding a domineering feeling.

It's not like a swordsman.

Instead, he looks like a bandit leader.

Yu Zhenyi guessed that the disappearance of the dragon slaying sword under the "pontoon bridge" should be related to this old swordsman. But by chance, at a glance, the old swordsman's sword box did not slay the dragon. So why exactly?

The old swordsman was gnawing on the pig's trotters on the side, and the scars on his face seemed to tell a few people that he was not to be messed with.

The shopkeeper of Wangyuan Building is now complaining in his heart, he thought that with Yu Zhenyi's means, he could clean up the unknown sword immortal, but he didn't expect that Yu Zhenyi was restrained in just one round.

It seems that his restaurant is going to suffer.

The old swordsman finished gnawing on the pig's trotters, looked at the shopkeeper, and said, "I gave you so much silver, just so that you don't let people disturb me, it's better for you not to make me any trouble, don't you feel happy." Say it yourself, what should I do about it?"

The shopkeeper cautiously said, "I agree to whatever the old-timers want." ”

The old swordsman glanced at him and said with a smile: "Then I killed you, and you agreed?"

The cold sweat of the shopkeeper slipped down his forehead, and he smiled and said: "The old-timers are immortals, so don't worry about us ordinary people, how you say to solve it, how to solve it." It's useless to kill me, when the time comes, no one will do it for you. ”

Somewhat surprised, the old swordsman asked, "This pig's trotter was not made by the cook, but by you?"

The shopkeeper smiled: "I was originally a cook, but I opened this restaurant, so I don't make a move easily." Guest, you are a distinguished guest, naturally I have to cook by myself, and every dish on this table is cooked by me. ”

The old swordsman licked his lips: "In this case, I will spare you from death, but you must remember that you violated the business between us first." Thou shalt give thee half of the money from me, and I will stay a few days. Then, before I go, get me a few good dishes to take away, and that's it. ”

The shopkeeper was stunned: "That's it?"

The old swordsman frowned and said, "Why, it's not enough, right?" ”

The shopkeeper shook his head: "Enough, of course enough, I'll arrange it." ”

This is the store's life, extremely glad that he did not lose his craft because of the luxurious life. He was now satisfied, and decided to give the old swordsman all the money in the restaurant and return it to him later.

He also had to cook himself and entertain this old swordsman well.

After all, in this era, how many cultivators are so talkative? It seems that he wants to go wrong, this old swordsman is just fierce. Maybe it's also from a famous and decent family? Looking at his sword, maybe it's from the Beichen Sword Sect.

One of the two holy places of the Southern Sword Sect of the Tang Dynasty, the Beichen Sword Sect

The shopkeeper was very happy, shook his fat body, and went downstairs.

Yu Zhenyi and Caiyun stood in place, the two approached each other, Yu Zhenyi smiled: "The old man is so personable, he must be from a famous and decent family, let me guess, is the senior Mo not from the Beichen Sword Sect?"

The old swordsman glanced at him: "Fart!"

Yu Zhenyi asked again: "Is that the Flower Viewing Sword Sect?"

"Fuck you!"

Yu Zhenyi smiled bitterly: "It's impossible, it's from the Tibetan Sword Temple, right?"

The three sects he mentioned were all well-known kendo cultivation sects in the south of the Tang Dynasty. The Beichen Sword Sect, as well as the Guanhua Sword Sect, are the two major kendo holy places in the Tang Dynasty. There is also the Tibetan Sword Temple, which is also a mysterious kendo sect.

This old man is so powerful, his origin must be not small.

Unexpectedly, the old swordsman glared at him: "I said that you are a fart!"

Yu Zhenyi said helplessly: "Ass, you say yes." ”

The old swordsman picked up the white-cut chicken next to him again, and said while eating: "I can't pat myself on the back, old man, I'm just a casual cultivator." Tell me, what sect are you from?"

"Jiuren Mountain", Yu Zhenyi replied weakly.

Hearing this, the old swordsman put down the white-cut chicken in his hand and glared at Yu Zhenyi: "You kid is farting again!"

Yu Zhenyi came to the old man, snatched a chicken leg from the table, and stuffed it into his mouth: "Stinky old man, I have put up with you for a long time, do you think I am really afraid of you? Baxia Peak disciple, Yu Zhenyi!"

The old swordsman glanced at him: "This is a bit like Jiuren Mountain." ”

Yu Zhenyi's eyes lit up: "Senior, listen to this, are you very familiar with Jiuqian Mountain?"

The old swordsman nodded: "Very familiar, your mountain master Xie Yishan, once destroyed a sword for me, do you say that you are familiar?"

The chicken leg in his hand was indifferent, Yu Zhenyi looked at the old swordsman, and he didn't know what to say. This person doesn't play cards according to the routine at all. I wanted to shoot the horse's ass, I wanted to set it closely, but it was all slapped on the horse's legs.

Caiyun was on the sidelines, laughing out loud.

The old swordsman looked back and saw: "The water spirit born by the girl is a pity that she is a lonely ghost." ”

Caiyun said angrily: "What's wrong with the lonely soul and wild ghost, I didn't eat your rice!"

The old swordsman laughed, seemed to be very happy, he stretched out his hand, wiped his hands on Yu Zhenyi's clothes, calmly walked to the side, and picked up a pot of wine. Looking at the Baishui River downstairs, it seems that there is something on the mind.

This time, Yu Zhenyi really couldn't bear it.

Although he was poor when he was a child, he loved cleanliness very much, so how could he bear to be put on all the oil stains on him? He said angrily: "Old man, don't go too far! Even if you cultivate to a high level, I am not easy to mess with." ”

The old swordsman didn't even look at him, but said lightly: "Do you know why I said you are farting?"

Yu Zhenyi frowned and said, "Why?"

The old swordsman turned his head: "You said that you are a monk of Jiuqi Mountain, but you are carrying a real martial sword of Wudang Mountain, do you say that you are farting? Are you a sword cultivator or a martial artist?"

As a swordsman, the old swordsman has several swords in his sword box. His sense of the sword, of course, is very sensitive. The moment he saw Yu Zhenyi, he felt that the sword behind Yu Zhenyi was a true martial sword.

In the past, the real martial sword has been in Wudang Mountain.

That's why he said that Yu Zhenyi farted.

Wudang Mountain is in the south of Datang, Jiuqian Mountain is in the north of Datang, and the two sects that can't fight together with eight poles, why do they converge on Yu Zhenyi?

Yu Zhenyi glanced at him: "I am lonely and unheard, and I still say that others fart, I think you are farting!"

The old swordsman frowned: "Boy, you are very dragged." ”

Yu Zhenyi raised his head: "Old man, I'm very low-key." ”

The old swordsman laughed: "If you are low-key, then who else looks very dragged?" You said that the disciple of the Zhenyang Zhenren, Chen Moyu is not dragged. I heard that Emperor Tang is now giving an order to let him go to Chang'an City. ”

Yu Zhenyi really didn't know about this.

He just heard that Chen Moyu is now in Qishan Taoist Temple, taking care of the real people of Yinyang.

The old swordsman glanced at him: "I'm fishing on the Wangyuan Tower, don't spoil my elegance." ”

Yu Zhenyi was stunned for a moment, how can he fish in this Wangyuan Tower? The old swordsman didn't even have a fishing rod in his hand, wasn't he farting? But he didn't dare to ask this, looking at the Baishui River downstairs, he had a slight understanding in his heart.

Mortals fish, using earthworms as bait.

The monk fishes, naturally using the avenue of immortality.

In this white water river, there are only dragons, no fish.

Yu Zhenyi smiled: "It turns out that the old-timers have their own plans, it seems that we have added to the snake." The realm of the old-timers is profound, for a "dragon" who is about to go to the river, isn't it easy to capture?"

Caiyun also praised on the side.

The old swordsman glanced at Yu Zhenyi again.

Yu Zhenyi saw the old swordsman's eyes, and his heart was not good, this time, he was afraid that he would slap the horse's ass, and he slapped the horse's leg again.

The old swordsman said: "My purpose is not Jiaolong, don't ask, it won't be good for you to know more." ”

Yu Zhenyi sighed, and he asked, "That old-timer, can I go?"

The old swordsman suddenly asked, "I heard that the mountain lord of Jiuqi Mountain fought with the Great Sage of the Demon Clan and died in the Demon Suppression City. And Jiuren Mountain has recently been attacked by the demon clan, and the mountain gate has been destroyed, but is it true?"

Yu Zhenyi nodded and was silent.

The old swordsman muttered: "This old thing, when I find the swords in my heart, let's have a fight? ”

Having said that, the tone of the old swordsman sounded a little sad.

Yu Zhenyi waved his hand and left with Caiyun.

The old swordsman suddenly said again: "Boy, I can see that you are practicing the "Spirit Turtle Town Sea Decision", and you are indeed the orthodox descendant of Jiuren Mountain. Practice well, don't get involved in this matter, and leave this Baishui River. ”

Yu Zhenyi nodded and left Wangyuan Tower with him.

The old swordsman stayed on the Wangyuan Tower, looking at the Baishui River, with a lot of thoughts in his heart. The sword box behind him vibrated incessantly, and there were several swords inside, as if waiting to be unsheathed. The water level of the Baishui River has risen by another point.

Stretching out his hand and calming the sword in the sword box, the old swordsman muttered: "The demon clan has invaded, and the local monsters in the Tang Dynasty are also in turmoil." Endure it again, and endure it happily. ”

The breeze blew, and after listening to the old swordsman's words, the sword box fell silent.

The old swordsman turned his head, looked at those delicacies, and thought of the news of the destruction of Jiuqian Mountain, but he had no appetite at all.