It's getting late,

Yun Lan sat in the firewood room to breathe and gather the spirit. The old man called Hanako took advantage of the drunkenness to float around him like a wandering spirit, his body shook greatly, but he couldn't hear a trace of footsteps, and he muttered some tricks and methods for the fusion of the Star Stepping Immortal Array, teaching it to the young man, and asked him to practice the basic method of Jisheng Immortal Art from now on.

Yun Lanyan was a little puzzled: "Shouldn't you practice demon slaying or cloud urn immortal art to suit what happens in the town?"

As a result, he was naturally sneered at by Ming Huazi: "It's stupid to start practicing remedies because of what happened." The magic method of Jisheng One Vein Immortal Art can save people and also kill people, and it is currently the most useful to stimulate your potential, so I practice this door. It's not for the sake of small town odds. While mocking, he felt puzzled, and raised his hand to knock Yun Lanyan's head hard.

Yun Lanyan raised her head and glared at the old man with disdain.

Ming Huazi had already begun to recite the Jisheng Foundation Method mantra by herself, and Yun Lanyan carefully followed it silently in her heart a few times, and then secretly wrote it down.

After pranayama, he began to practice the foundation of life.

After a whole night, Yun Lanyan still had a sad face, did not have half a mind to rest, and secretly sighed: What the Heavenly Stone shows is indeed right, and it can be said that when he first practiced the Star Stepping Method, Controlling the Spirit, and the Star Base Method, he was very handy. However, the difficulty of practicing the foundation method of life is not a star.

Yun Lanyan, who has been based on spiritual power for many years, is not even the most basic foundation of Jisheng Immortal Technique, and he can't do it well with spiritual power to condense spiritual needles, and he doesn't have the slightest complexion after practicing all night. It is precisely because it is the foundation that the disciples of Jisheng who are just getting started, but those who have some spiritual power foundation, if they want to condense the spiritual needle, the fast ones are only half a day, and the slow ones only need two or three days to use them.

Ming Huazi saw that his eyebrows were about to be twisted together, and reminded him: "Hurry up and rest after absorbing the aura and pranayama, don't forget that cultivation lies in perseverance, if it is so easy, wouldn't everyone be able to have the Seven Veins Immortal Technique." ”

Yun Lanyan nodded helplessly in agreement, but in fact, he was still thinking about the key to the Jisheng Foundation Method in his heart, and he was also trying to condense spiritual power in his hands. As for the old man's admonition, it was as if he hadn't heard it.

Ming Huazi couldn't help but smile, obviously in a good mood, and muttered in her heart: Tut-tut, being young is good, just let him be. Untied the wine gourd on his waist, took a big sip, refreshed, shook his tattered sleeves, and walked out of the house with his hands behind his back.

Minghuazi wandered around the ancient town, sometimes humming and singing, sometimes raising wine to drink and then shouting good wine. The swagger through the market attracted the contemptuous and contemptuous eyes of the people around him, and the old man laughed at it.

He didn't come out to ask for money for wine today, but took the opportunity to inquire about the news and see if he could get some clues.

"Immortals in wine, immortals in wine, everywhere you go, you have a relationship with wine. Minghuazi unconsciously walked to a store and laughed at herself.

A green flag fluttered in front of the door, with a big word on it.

In front of the tavern, if you don't go in to take a look, it won't be him Minghuazi, who just walked in the door with his hands behind his back.

The bartender noticed that there was a guest, and looked at this person's appearance, always called Hanako. Immediately complained: It is really unfortunate to come to beg for food in the morning.

"Come on, put on a pot of good wine. ”

As soon as Minghuazi spoke, she saw the bartender come out with a gloomy face, waved her hand outward, and said impatiently: "Go, go, don't make trouble here." ”

Minghuazi was not angry, pretending to be heroic, "ding" a crisp sound, and threw out a thing: "Just serve the wine." ”

The bartender held his hands and took a closer look, his gloomy face turned red for a while, and he was so angry that he held back his words, and he didn't know how to say: This old man called Hanako threw out two copper coins, and he still wanted good wine, I'm bah!

"Have you two heard of it, it was the daughter of the Wang family who lost it half a month ago. There was a chatter at the table next to him.

"Why haven't I heard that the old man Wen got this girl after the age of sixties, and she loves her very much, and her little appearance is very handsome, it's a pity. One of the people at the table replied, saying that he couldn't help but feel a little sorry, and raised his glass and drank it all.

The bartender finally relented at this point, and opened to curse. I saw an old big hand stretched out to him, and when he reacted, the big hand was already pressed on his shoulder, which seemed to be patted gently, but it made the bartender feel a heavy deterrent. Every time the big hand slapped it, his heart trembled, and after three strokes, his heart felt as if it was about to jump out. His face turned pale with fright.

Ming Huazi smiled kindly on the surface, but in fact, she used spiritual power to cause her heart to tremble violently. He put a few copper coins in the bartender's hand and said with a smile: "Please trouble this little brother to serve the pot of wine, I can just sit in that position." ”

After raising her hand and pointing to a table next to them, Minghuazi had already walked over and sat down in a chair.

The copper coin slipped from his hand and fell to the ground with a crisp sound. The bartender suddenly came back to his senses, looked panicked, and covered his heart with his hand. didn't dare to offend this master again, so he hurriedly ran to serve wine, and he couldn't take care of the copper coins on the ground.

"It's strange to say, how does this flower thief know who has a girl? Isn't it from our town?" the scholar-like man whispered to the three people at the same table.

The rugged-looking man asked, "How do you know that you are a flower thief?" ”

Ming Huazi just put his glass to his mouth, and when he heard this, he looked sideways slightly, and looked at the man with his spare eyes, like a person who practiced martial arts.

The scholar argued vigorously: "For more than a year, all the people who have been lost are unmarried yellow flower girls. This behavior is very similar to the flower thief mentioned in the book. Furthermore, how is it possible for outsiders to know who has an unmarried woman? ”

Several other people not only did not agree with the scholar's words, but laughed at him, a nerd, who turned out to be the plot seen in the book. The scholar was red-faced and red-eared by a few laughers, and ate vegetables with his head bored.

Ming Huazi also secretly sneered a few times after listening to it, but did not attract the attention of several people.

"There are nearly a few hundred families in the town, and neither of you is necessarily right. A thin-faced man had just sat down at the next table, and the words of several people continued.

Several people looked at the person together, and the scholar first greeted him respectfully, and then said with a smile: "Sir, Yaxing is here to drink today, you are well-informed, why don't you analyze and analyze it for us." ”

The man didn't answer, but muttered mysteriously: "The strange things in the town are not only in the past year, don't forget a few years ago." ”

The teacher's words were finished, and the other people thought of one thing at the same time after listening to it. The complexion also began to differ, gritting teeth and hating, cowardly fear, disdainful smile, and so on.

Only the gentleman sighed after taking a sip of wine. Although that incident was not far in the past, and it did cause a sensation in the town at that time, no one wanted to mention it afterwards.

Ming Huazi saw everything in her eyes, and carefully watched Mr. Teaching's every move, silently calculating in her heart.