Meng Xun left the conference hall and went to the inn where the middle-aged scribe told stories.

The middle-aged scribe is a member of the royal family and a monk, as for the cultivation seems to be covered by some treasure, Meng Xun can only vaguely perceive that the middle-aged scribe should be in the Qi cultivation realm, as for how many grades it is, it is unknown.

It was still early in the morning, it was not yet lunchtime, and there were not many diners in the tavern, except for two or three idlers who put together a table and asked for a few plates of side dishes and three pots of sake, and chatted while drinking.

Meng Xun still sat down in his old position, listening to them chatting about the changes in Fengliancheng in recent days, Meng Xun lost interest.

"The sake you wanted, guest officer!"

The little girl walked lightly and silently, holding a wine saucer with one hand, and came to Meng Xun's table to fill it up.

Meng Xun remained silent, watching the little servant pour the wine cup full of sake, and the aroma of the wine was wanton.

When he came to the tavern again, Meng Xun found that this tavern was not simple. Meng Xun was also a practitioner before he became a monk, and judging from the little guy walking just now, he knew that the little guy in this tavern was not simple, he was a master.

is young, but the foundation is very deep, which is completely comparable to those ** lakes.

As for the old shopkeeper who is pulling the abacus, he is even more extraordinary, he is a monk. Although he had been settling accounts with his head down, his divine sense had been carefully wandering around Meng Xun. The old shopkeeper thought that Meng Xun didn't find out, but he didn't know that Meng Xun was too lazy to take care of him.

"Where's your tavern storyteller?"

Before the little guy could go far, Meng Xun drank a cup of sake and asked.

"Mr. Storyteller, this guest officer, it is not yet time to eat, and Mr. Storyteller will not come until dinner. The little guy smiled apologetically, turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Meng Xun again.

"Do you know where the storyteller lives? I'll look for him. ”

Meng Xun threw down the wine cup, directly picked up the wine pot and poured it into a big mouth, and the flowing water flowed out along the corner of the mouth, but Meng Xun didn't care, and after wiping it with his hand, he threw a broken silver on the table and walked to the small house.

The little guy with his back to Meng Xun looked slightly cold, and glanced at the shopkeeper.

The old shopkeeper put down the brush in his hand, and the crackling abacus also stopped, "Little Erzi, those immortal masters who have been plagued recently don't know what crazy they have done, and the people of Fengliancheng are panicking. Business is also sluggish, it's almost noon, and it's just a guest, and it's not still eating.

This business can't go on anymore, and it's closed. ”

As the old shopkeeper waved his hand, the three diners at the front table suddenly got up and looked at Meng Xun vigilantly. The innkeeper turned into a gust of breeze, passed through Meng Xun to the gate, and hung up the words closing.

"Shopkeeper, you immortals are fighting, so it's inconvenient for me to interfere. I'll take care of the door!"

The little guy smiled uninhibitedly, and then lay on the railing of the stairs on the second floor, humming a little song and looking lazily at the three people who surrounded Meng Xun.

"I'm not here to find fault. ”

Meng Xun was very calm, and he could see that these people should all be under the command of middle-aged people. In this case, it is inconvenient for him to make a move.

"Little brother, come to the inn to drink and eat, of course, it's not to find fault, it's to find someone. I should go to the official yamen!"

The old shopkeeper smiled, his voice was a little sharp, making people sound a little uncomfortable.

"Since Mr. doesn't want to see me, I'll go!" Meng Xun's tone was stiff, he wanted to leave, but found that the back road had been blocked.

This really made him unhappy, and a faint murderous aura was released, "I'm saying it again, I'm not here to find fault, don't force me to do it." ”

Meng Xun didn't do it directly because of the face of the middle-aged scribe, but warned them this time, otherwise, with Meng Xun's temperament, where would he be kind enough to remind him, and directly hand out a sword, and he would be responsible for life and death.

The little guy who was sleeping suddenly jumped up, hid on the hanging beam and looked at Meng Xun vigilantly.

As for the three diners who surrounded Meng Xun, they also showed serious expressions, and the flow of spiritual power was ready to strike at any time.

The old shopkeeper gradually retracted his smile and said, "Boy, it's not for you to be presumptuous here. I don't care what you have to do with the saint, just forget it this time. Shi Nan, open the door to send off guests!"

At the moment when Meng Xun released his murderous aura, the old shopkeeper knew that he had kicked the iron plate, he didn't know where Meng Xun knew the identity of the middle-aged scribe, but listening to his tone, there should be no hostility. It's just that he did it himself to let Meng Xun release his murderous aura.

The old shopkeeper was cowardly and showed weakness.

It's just that now Meng Xun is unwilling.

"If you talk well in the first place, I'm fine, but it's too late!"

Meng Xun's eyes widened suddenly, his spiritual power exploded, and he suddenly stepped forward and took a step, and the terrifying power of the Nine Shadows was instantly reflected.

In just a breath, Meng Xun performed nine secluded steps, shuttling between the three diners.

When the old shopkeeper caught Meng Xun's figure, the three diners wailed and covered their stomachs and fell to the ground one after another, as for Meng Xun was still standing on the left hand side of the old shopkeeper, his hidden blade pointed straight at the throat of the old shopkeeper.

"Three Bigu five pins, plus one Bigu seven pins, also want to deal with me. Meng Xun sneered, then jumped to a private room on the second floor, kicked open the door without saying a word, and looked at the middle-aged scribe who was drinking at the door and the young storyteller with an angry face: "Sir, why bother to test me." ”

People's hearts are the most impatient to be tempted, although Meng Xun's words are relatively plain, but there is a faint sadness in his heart.

Before the middle-aged scribe could speak, the young storyteller said angrily: "Meng Xun, you are also a native monk of Ningguo, why are you willing to become a lackey of others." ”

"Lackey?!" Meng Xun's eyes lit up, he had a good impression of the middle-aged scribe, although he was tempted by the middle-aged scribe, but it was not so much that the affection was gone.

But the young storyteller is different, he is just the junior of a middle-aged scribe, and he has no intersection with Meng Xun, let alone love. He scolded Meng Xun's lackeys too much!

"Yi Nian, presumptuous!" said the middle-aged scribe lightly, putting down the wine glass in his hand.

"Taizu!" the young storyteller didn't expect the middle-aged scribe to speak for Meng Xun.

"Taizu, Yi Nian?" Meng Xun suddenly realized, although he was a wild boy in the mountain village, he was also from Ningguo anyway.

I still know a little about the founding emperor of Ning, Wu Taizu, Qianye Ling, and the legendary emperor Wenxiao Emperor Qianye Yinian.

One founded the country with martial arts, and the other flourished literature. Because of the legendary achievements of these two emperors of Ningguo, Ningguo is now prosperous.

Although Meng Xun knew that the middle-aged scribe was a member of the royal family, he never expected that he would be the founding emperor of Ningguo, Qianye Ling.

A thousand years have passed since the founding of the Ningguo Kingdom, which shows that the Chiba Tomb is also a thousand years old! The longevity of the ordinary Qi Cultivation Realm is only a thousand years old, but the Chiba Tomb has lived for more than a thousand years, but the appearance is middle-aged.

Unlike Wang Tanlin and Su Ke, they are still aging.

"Meng Xun, I don't think it's easy for you to come to Feng Liancheng, and sure enough, in the end, you still followed the monks of other countries. Everyone has their own ambitions, and I don't blame you, and I can't blame you. But if you want to know anything from me, or inquire about anything, then I have nothing to say. Qianye Ling paused, then poured a glass of wine and threw it to Meng Xun, "This glass of wine, even if it is a thank you little brother for the mercy of your subordinates just now, drink it and leave." ”

Meng Xun was stunned by the result, smelling the aroma of mellow wine and not feeling good in his heart, but he did not hesitate and drank it in one gulp.

Seeing this, Chiba Ling sighed and said, "Since the wine has been drunk, please go back." ”

Meng Xun said indifferently: "Sir, why tempt. I have come today not for anything but to ask for cooperation...... No, I'm here for help. ”

"Asking for help?" Chiba Yi Nian laughed angrily, "It's a real joke, you Seven Rank Cultivation True Kingdom only recognize the high rank of the product, how can you still ask our mortal realm for help." ”

Yi Nian listened to him. Qianye Ling was obviously a little displeased, of course, not because of Chiba Yinian's attitude, but because of Meng Xun's words. In the end, he was wrong, Meng Xun was still Meng Xun, but he was suspicious, so he decided to test Meng Xun.

As a result, he lifted a stone and shot himself in the foot, and he knew that when Meng Xun drank the wine, their love was already over.

"The Blood Moon Ancestor is in Fenglian City, and he must have been in contact with the Peerless Heaven Sect, so Xuantian Blessed Land plans to ask the royal family for help and encircle and suppress the Peerless Heaven Sect and the Blood Moon Ancestor. ”

Meng Xun didn't say a word of nonsense, he quietly waited for Chiba Ling's reply.

The expressions of Chiba Ling and Chiba Yi Nian were uncertain, and it stands to reason that they didn't need to pay attention to it, and they couldn't wait to see Xuantian Blessed Land and the Absolute Heaven Sect Dog Eat Dog.

But it would be different if there was a Blood Moon Ancestor in the Peerless Heaven Sect, and the Peerless Heaven Sect with or without the Blood Moon Ancestor would not be at the same level.

At that time, if the Xuantian Blessed Land is defeated, with the disposition of the group of evil cultivators of the Absolute Heaven Sect, it is estimated that the entire Ning Kingdom will be reduced to the blood food of the Absolute Heaven Sect!

"You go back and tell them, I will help Xuantian Blessed Land. "After much consideration, Chiba Ling decided to help Xuantian Blessed Land deal with the Absolute Heaven Sect.

Meng Xun nodded, and waited for Qianye Ling's affirmative reply, he didn't stop, cast nine steps, and left directly. Leaving behind a depressed Chiba Mausoleum and an angry Chiba Yi Nian.

"Yi Nian, Taizu is really old, not as old as he was back then. Otherwise, he would not have tested Meng Xun again. Chiba Ling drank a glass of wine and said regretfully: "Otherwise, with his help, my great cause will be much smoother." ”

Chiba Yi Nian said disappreciatively: "Taizu, you also think too highly of him. ”

Qianling shook his head and didn't speak.

At this moment, Meng Xun had already negotiated with the royal family of Ning Kingdom.

And Xue Lan's side is also negotiating with the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Lanyue Sect.