Qianrong led the sloppy Taoist to walk in these luxurious buildings, and only after passing through a few gatehouses or turning a few forks in the road did the two enter a large hall.

The sloppy Taoist looked up and saw a large vermilion gold-painted plaque hanging on the main hall, and the big plaque read the three big characters 'Seven Star Palace', and his ravine-ravine old face showed a subtle smile.

Entering the main hall, Chai Rong let the sloppy Taoist to the main seat, and the Quartet case next to him was already full of all kinds of exotic fruits and refreshments.

The sloppy Taoist also unceremoniously grabbed a delicate fruit the size of a dragon's eye, threw it into his mouth and chewed it heavily.

As if he suddenly remembered something, the sloppy Taoist took off the purple and red gourd tied around his waist, threw it to Qianrong, and muttered: "Find someone to help me fill the wine in the gourd, as long as the grain is roasted." ”

After speaking, he ate it again.

Qianrong hurriedly took the gourd and summoned a eunuch to explain.

Watching the sloppy Taoist eat the food on the table one bite after another, although Qianrong was very anxious in his heart, he still didn't speak, and sat aside to accompany the sloppy Taoist.

I don't know how many hours have passed, the sky has gradually darkened, the plates on the desk have been changed two or three times, and there is already a trace of sweat on Qianrong's head.

At this moment, the eunuch who went out to drink walked into the hall sweating profusely, and saw that he was steaming all over, like a steamed bun that had just come out of the cage.

After the eunuch gave the gourd to Qianrong, he gasped and retreated, obviously tired.

The sloppy Taoist couldn't wait to take two mouthfuls of the gourd, looked at the embarrassed appearance of the eunuch and laughed, and said to Qianrong: "Look at my memory, my gourd can hold 10,000 catties of wine, although it will not increase the weight of the gourd, but let a little eunuch go to fill the gourd, it is estimated that he will have to run all over the restaurant in Lingyun City, but it is a little difficult for him." ”

After drinking two sips of wine, the sloppy Taoist suddenly talked more, and began to talk with Qianrong, talking about some of his adventures across the wilderness, reaching the northernmost part of the frozen ten thousand miles, which is many times colder than here, and also reaching the southernmost endless martial arts sea••••••

Qianrong listened absentmindedly to the sloppy Taoist's narration, but the sloppy Taoist seemed to be deliberate, and kept talking non-stop, which made Qianrong very anxious.

Finally, the sloppy old man's voice stopped, Qianrong looked at the sky, and was about to let the sloppy old man rest early, when the old man's dull voice sounded again.

"Old Five, you still can't do this kung fu to cultivate qi, have you forgotten all the things taught by the master? Or is this red dust world confusing you? Remember, when you encounter big things, you must be calm, don't be in a hurry, take your time. ”

When Qianrong heard this, he immediately knelt at the feet of the sloppy old man and said: "Senior brother, you and the master treat me like a parent, when will I forget what you taught me, it's just that this monarch of the Qin State saved my life a hundred years ago and treated me like a brother. ”

"Oh, you can't repay the grace of saving your life, I can understand, what happened to this monarch, you sit down and tell me about it, it's such a big person, you still kneel at every turn, get up. ”

Qian Rong listened to the sloppy Taoist words, sat on the chair beside him, and thought that the senior brother had said this, that is, he was already willing to help with this.

"The monarch is good, but his only dragon son, last month for some reason suddenly fainted, and now it's been almost two months and hasn't woken up, and I can't find out why I have invited countless famous doctors, and I have tried countless methods but there is no improvement, if it weren't for me to give him a trace of Jindan true anger every day, it is estimated that this child would have died earlier, this child is what I watched grow up, and I hope that the senior brother can come to the rescue. ”

After speaking, Qianrong stood up and bowed deeply in the face of the sloppy Taoist.

Seeing that Qianrong was like this again, the sloppy Taoist directly stretched out his right hand and made a hollow fist and knocked it on Qianrong's head.

Qianrong, who was in pain, screamed miserably, and his facial features were distorted.

The sloppy Taoist said angrily: "Old Five, you are really good at it, you haven't learned it here, all you learned is some bullshit, come on, let Lao Tzu try your cultivation over the years." ”

After speaking, the sloppy Taoist stood up from his chair, and out of nowhere a three-foot-long cyan sword appeared, the sword body was decorated with the Big Dipper, and the cold light emitted one after another illuminated the hall a little.

Seeing this posture, Qianrong knew that the senior brother was really angry, so he hurriedly waved his hands and shouted: "I was wrong, I was wrong, senior brother is angry, angry!"

Several eunuchs in front of the door were attracted by this shout, but they just looked at the two and none of them dared to step forward to dissuade them.

At the same time as Qianrong shouted, the sword blade in the sloppy old man's hand had already stabbed towards him.

Qianrong had no choice but to dodge left and right, making the hall of chickens and dogs jump.

Qian Rong thought that the senior brother would not be able to move the real thing, so he simply drew a red long sword from the weapon rack on the side of the main hall and parried it.

But when the sloppy Taoist saw that Qianrong still dared to fight back with the guy, this was okay, and the sword move in his hand changed, and he didn't know how many times faster than just now.

Qian Rong knew that something was wrong, and shouted at the sloppy Taoist: "Senior brother, don't fight, I admit defeat, oops..."

Qianrong's speech was suddenly distracted, and he was slapped on the arm by a sloppy Taoist sword, and there was another scream.

The sloppy Taoist said: "What is not a weapon, no one cares about you all these years, you are directly lawless, the 'red abyss' in your hand is still given to you by Lao Tzu when you entered the condensation period, and now you dare to use it against me, okay, okay!"

After speaking, the sword in the sloppy old man's hand sped up a few points.

Where did Qianrong dare to say anything at this time, he was afraid that he would be beaten again if he was distracted.

It's just that Qianrong's swordsmanship is the opponent of the sloppy Taoist, and after being slapped with a few more swords, it didn't take long for the sloppy old Taoist's anger to be sprinkled, and the two gradually stopped.

The eunuch next to him wanted to step forward to help the limping Qianrong, but was drunk out by Qianrong, and Qianrong hurriedly stepped forward to help the sloppy old man to his seat.

Lao Dao put Qianrong's hand away, sat on the chair, landed on the ground with a sword pestle with one hand, calmed down for a while and said slowly: "Since I am here, I will definitely help you, I am not in a hurry after waiting for so long This day, I will go with you tomorrow morning to see the condition of this prince." ”

Taking a breath, the sloppy old Taoist continued: "We have only the two of us in the Seven Stars Concept, I am old, and I am used to wandering in this life, there is no hope, whether I can rebuild the Seven Stars View depends on you, don't lose the things that the master taught us, don't be polluted by this red dust." ”

Qianrong listened to the senior brother talking slowly, thinking of his master, his heart was also uncomfortable, just wanted to say something, looked at the sloppy Taoist eyes, and the words in his stomach only turned into four words.

"Yes, big brother."