When I parted from Ye Lao, I was in a small town outside Kyoto, which was only half a day's trip from Kyoto. It's a little strange to say, Ye Lao said a lot of things when he left, although they were all parents' shortcomings, but they were really a little abnormal. Ye Hongfeng always felt that his grandfather had something to hide from him, but it was difficult to ask more.

He could feel that something was wrong with his memory. It was as if there was a time when he had lost everything, and no matter how hard he tried, no matter how hard he struggled, it didn't help. The helplessness engraved in the bone marrow has always been unforgettable for him.

He wanted to become stronger, but he was afraid to practice. It seems to have been like this for a moment.

At the moment, he was sitting in an inn in Kyoto, eating dinner while it was still dark. Kyoto's cuisine is diverse and delicious, but of course, if you can afford it. There was still some time before the exam, Ye Hongfeng took out the shriveled money bag, took out some broken silver and counted it. Steamed buns with pickles also seem to have a different flavor.

Ji Xuecun has been doing snow lotus business with wealthy families all over the country all year round, and if you want to say that you have no money, I'm afraid few people really believe it. It's just a coincidence that Ye Lao has never charged tuition fees for running a private school in the village, so every family takes turns to take care of their food. For so many years, Ye Hongfeng really has no concept of money. It wasn't until he saw the recipes in Kyoto that his original excitement fell to the bottom with his gaze down.

"Xiao Er, these, these, and these......" Xiao Er's eyes were straight, and it was the first time he had seen someone order the dishes on the menu, and he didn't know which son's son was so generous. Ye Hongfeng also looked at the shopkeeper at this time, grinned, and showed a row of white teeth, "The names of these dishes are written all over the place, after all, they are still some chicken, duck, fish and meat things, I have never liked these fictitious things." If there are any simple things in the store, please bring them all. Ye Hongfeng waved his hand and pretended to be calm. The shopkeeper's face turned black in an instant, and you said so much, you just want to order some steamed buns and pickles?

The shopkeeper didn't even prepare, brought a stack full of steamed buns and pickles on a plate, threw it on the table and left without looking back. Ye Hongfeng didn't care, he broke the steamed bun and ate it with pickles. The steamed buns were cold, mostly leftover from the morning, and I was so choked when I bit into them that I had to pour bitter tea into my mouth. To say that the second child of this shop is also quite powerful, since he knew that he had no money, the good tea that was originally placed on the table was also taken away, in exchange for this cheap tea that is not willing to come after all the hardships.

"Boy, can you eat this choking thing?" an old man dressed in a brocade robe walked over with his hands in his sleeves. The old man was quite thin, and when the wind blew, the swollen robe was instantly deflated. Ye Hongfeng didn't pay attention to him, looking at this outfit, most of them were big families, and naturally they looked down on the "dregs" in his hands.

I saw that the old man reached out and grabbed a steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth after sitting down, Xu was choked, lifted the teapot and drank it to the spout cow, and did not treat him as an outsider at all. Ye Hongfeng was taken aback, he just saw this old man silently sipping the tea on the table alone, and thought that he was waiting for the dishes, but he didn't think that he had no money in his pocket to come here to rub water and drink. He was naturally unhappy, he had just come to Kyoto, and he met someone who was cheaper than himself, so how could he go to reason.

The old man saw that his face was not quite right, and while sneering, he put down the teapot, and said with a straight face: "Boy, the old man will not eat you in vain." Do you know the cloud mountain that rises outside Kyoto, where the clouds and mist are shrouded all year round, but there are immortals? Ye Hongfeng glanced at him, to be precise, at the steamed bun in his hand. Seeing that he ignored him, the old man didn't care, and continued, "Do you know that the immortal gate in the world, except for the Sanqing Mountain Dao Gate and the Li family on the Floating Island, is the host gate on this Cloud Mountain, but the old man has a way to take you to practice, so you don't want to move?"

Ye Hongfeng stared at him, his face became darker and darker, as if to say, if you steal my steamed buns while talking again, I will have to cut you. The old man put down the steamed bun and pretended not to care, but suddenly he waved vigorously to the door and shouted, "Lao Li, come here!"

I saw that the face of the old man at the door, who was also wearing a brocade robe, instantly drooped, and the old man wanted to leave, but hesitated for a while before he slowly walked over and sat down, and asked, "Old man Yun, what method did you come up with to harm me?"

Lao Li's full name is Li Zhongjing, and he has also known this old man Yun for a long time, so he naturally knows his true identity. Old Man Yun is older than Li Zhongjing, so when he met him in the past, he always called his seniors respectfully. Since Old Man Yun went behind his back a few years ago to help his disciple kidnap the daughter of one of his juniors, Li Zhongjing could no longer respect him. He has always liked the daughter of that junior, and it took a lot of thought just to select a few sons who were the right ones, but who knew that he ran away so quietly.

Old Man Yun was still smiling, "Lao Li, this is your mistake." I helped your junior's daughter find a Taoist partner, and instead of being grateful to me, you have been haunting me. It's a big deal, I'll find another disciple to join your family, it's definitely the kind with good qualifications and excellent appearance. ”

Li Zhongjing sneered: "I think your eldest disciple Qin Kunhai is quite good. ”

Old Man Yun became anxious all of a sudden: "Lao Li, you don't have a good heart! Although my eldest disciple is rare in the world in terms of heart, appearance, and qualifications, if you really want to talk about it, I'm afraid you have to call him a senior." Besides, don't you know that I can talk about other people, and if it comes to him, I won't be able to go back for more than half a month. ”

Li Zhongjing gloated more and more, "You also know that a person with such a good heart is forced by you to beat you all over the mountain, you have to be shameless." ”

Old man Yun couldn't sit still, reached out and picked up a steamed bun and put it in Li Zhongjing's hand, and said, "This steamed bun should be regarded as an apology......

"This is my steamed bun. Ye Hongfeng emphasized word by word.

Old Man Yun glanced at him and continued to say to Li Zhongjing: "This kid has good qualifications, I can be regarded as taking a fancy to him. Whenever he wants to practice, you let him come to me. Old man Yun glanced at him again, meaning that even if he didn't want to practice, he would find a way to turn to his mountain, anyway, it would mean to be decided. Then it turned into a gust of wind and disappeared into nothingness.

Li Zhongjing was a little surprised, it was the first time he had seen Old Man Yun forcibly accept someone as a disciple like this. He put down the steamed bun, looked directly at Ye Hongfeng and said, "Do you want to practice?"

Ye Hongfeng was still stunned at this time, the appearance of Old Man Yun disappearing just now was like an immortal, it seemed that what he said might not be a lie. But when I think of the appearance of the old man's peerless immortal, I have a headache again, which is really unreliable!

Ye Hongfeng was silent for a while, shook his head, and refused.

Li Zhongjing saw that he had no mind for the time being, so he left his residence address and left. Only Ye Hongfeng was left to sit alone at the table, nibbling on steamed buns, drinking bitter tea, and thinking about life.

He still can't take that step!

......

On the cloud mountain, a mist-shrouded cliff edge. Yun Chenzi stood respectfully behind a black-robed man, with tears in his eyes. Qin Kunhai led the other three personal disciples to stand aside, silent.

"Master......" Yun Chenzi said almost with tears in his eyes, this title has not been shouted for more than 10,000 years.

"Chen'er, is it arranged?" the voice in the black robe was a little old.

"Hmm. ”

"Hopefully it's still too late. The black-robed man looked up at the sky and sighed, "It's going to change the sky." ”

Clouds and mist piled up in the distance, and suddenly there was a burst of thunder. Looks like it's going to rain again.