The old man who sells tea, the widower is not very easy-going and enthusiastic, and he has lived in a few old houses facing the street for decades, and almost none of them have been invited into his house by him.

Yun Zhongjun is the first in these decades.

Lao Changtou carefully put away the clay pot containing the tea and moved it back to the wing, closed the doors and windows before inviting Yun Zhongjun, who had been waiting respectfully, into the courtyard.

No matter how bad Yun Zhongjun is, he is also worshiped in the palace, and after returning from this trip, the emperor is more interested in letting him take over the position of national teacher, not to mention that he has been standing outside and waiting, and there is no one who dares to speak loudly to him in Tai'an City.

But Yun Zhongjun didn't care about these at all, he could afford to wait, and he had to wait.

"In winter, the weather is humid, and if it rains a lot, the tea leaves are more likely to be infected by moisture, so you have to be careful. ”

Lao Changtou took Yun Zhongjun into the courtyard, glanced at the room where the tea was stored, and then said.

"The seniors like tea, I let people send some good ones from Tai'an City, and the best tea leaves in the south of the Yangtze River are not scattered outside, and they are all collected as tribute to Miyagi. ”

Yun Zhongjun followed the old man, who had sold tea for decades, but it was all low-grade goods, and people who stayed in the palace for a long time couldn't see it.

"I appreciate your kindness. ”

Lao Changtou pushed open the door and turned sideways to let Yun Zhongjun go in first.

"But forget about the tea, don't forget that I have only lived in Jiangnan for a hundred years, and I have drunk all kinds of good tea when I was scattered all over the country before. There is no shortage of this one or two mouthfuls. ”

"The seniors taught us. ”

Yun Zhongjun has a modest complexion, and he is completely junior.

From the outside, it looks like it's only three old rooms, but inside it looks extremely spacious, just because the furnishings inside are really good, even extremely monotonous.

Facing the door, there was a table of eight immortals and two wooden chairs, and behind the screen on the left was a couch, and there was almost nothing else.

"So far, you have come out of the Northern Underworld, and it has been nearly five years. ”

Lao Changtou picked up the teapot on the table, supported the bottom with his left hand, and after a while, he could see that the bottom of the pot was red, as if it was burned by charcoal, and the originally cold tea actually began to snort and heat in Lao Changtou's hand.

The water boiled and the tea boiled, Lao Changtou poured two cups and handed one to Yun Zhongjun.

"This year's Chinese New Year's Eve is exactly five years. ”

Yun Zhongjun took it in his hand, and intuitively felt that the pottery cup fired by black soil was full of heat.

"Five years, after you leave, the last bit of Beiming is gone. Is there anyone in the family who comes out looking for you?"

"Yes, but not yet. ”

"There will be a day. ”

Lao Changtou shook his body slightly, blowing away the water foam floating on it.

"The ancestral admonition only allows us to live in a corner, I am not convinced, after coming out, I have seen a lot of wonderful, presumably you are the same. ”

As he spoke, his eyes narrowed, as if he was thinking about the interesting things in the past.

"The clansmen born in the Northern Hell are congenitally limited and can't cultivate qi and cultivate immortals to break through humanity like ordinary people, I want to give it a try, so I came to my seniors for help. ”

Yun Zhongjun drank all the hot tea in the cup, and also said his purpose of going south to Yuhang.

"Oh, you've got a way. ”

A glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of the old man, and then he returned to the appearance of an old dragon clock.

"With luck on your back, you will become the pillar of the world, and you will be happy. ”

Yun Zhongjun replied truthfully.

"That's right. ”

Lao Changtou was noncommittal to Yun Zhongjun's answer, and he didn't say that it was right or wrong.

"I met a young man before, he was just an ordinary person in the world, cultivating qi and cultivating the Dao to eliminate demons, among people who were about the same age as him, there were few people who were as firm as him. ”

Lao Changtou suddenly changed the conversation and talked about other people's affairs, and Yun Zhongjun sat down on the wooden chair next to him, indicating that he was listening.

He came to ask his seniors for something, so his posture should naturally be respectful. And it's a precious thing.

"He's the same as you, he hopes to escape the catastrophe by relying on luck, the only difference is that he keeps getting rid of demons and pythons, in his eyes, except for people, spiritual cultivation is heretical, success is also not tolerated by heaven, defeat is also not allowed by heaven, so slaying demons and demons naturally becomes the way of heaven and earth, every time he makes one, his own good luck has to accumulate a few thick points. ”

"This kind of stupid method can only be thought of by someone who drills the horns of the bull. ”

Yun Zhongjun said.

"Yes, the last time I met that young man, it was in Danyang Lake decades ago, and I'm afraid he has become an old man with white hair at this time. ”

"Speaking of Danyang Lake, I met that young Taoist there, are you interested in hearing about it?"

The old man suddenly remembered something.

"I want to hear about it. ”

The people who grew up in the North Underworld are always more sensitive than ordinary people, looking at the changes in the landscape, looking at the nature of all things, Lao Changtou traveled everywhere a few decades ago, and has always been looking for qi, at that time in Danyang Lake, the qi is still extremely weak, but the luck luck, although the qi is weak, the luck is surprisingly good.

The old man wanted to see what it was.

From the pre-Qin period to the old Tang Dynasty, it is like this world is divided and united, and it is said that someone is burying cause and effect in it, but there is still an elusive fortune.

I can't think of a way to break the way of heaven, even if my cultivation is high, I can only be free in the world.

Lao Changtou knows that every hundred years, there will be insects and snakes that will cultivate into immortals, is there a little mystery from them?

So Lao Changtou waited for the spiritual creature to nourish his qi by Danyang Lake, and he waited for ten years.

Until the young Taoist appeared.

The young Taoist is a handsome young generation, with a long sword behind his back that can not be said to be chic and graceful, he is alone, stepping on a lonely boat, attracting the young lady and girl on the merchant ship cargo ship next to him to lie on the railing regardless of reserve, and some of them are bold to wave the handkerchief directly, and the hearts of the people who listen to the sound are numb.

But the young Taoist was unmoved.

The lonely boat under his feet came straight to the old man's side.

Lao Changtou shook the fishing boat and wore a robe, and on the boat was the Lingzhi fairy grass he found a few days ago, these things were enough to make the spiritual creatures under the water grow faster.

When the young Taoist arrived at the fishing boat, he stepped on the lonely boat and jumped high, and the fishing boat that landed on the old man's head did not move at all, as light as a feather.

"Old man, what's in your boat?"

Young Taoists naturally recognize that they are all excellent elixirs, but how can an old man dressed as a fisherman have so many Lingzhi ginseng and fairy grass?

Before Lao Changtou could answer, the gas engine under the water was about to rush out of the water.

The young Taoist burst into a shout: "Beasts suffer death!"

Directly pulled out the long sword behind his back and slashed down.

The thing at the bottom of the water was about to reach the surface and suddenly stopped, sensing the danger.

When it turned around and wanted to escape, but it was too late, the young Taoist's sword qi swayed violently, reaching the bottom of the water!

Lao Changtou tore off a piece of grass on his coat and handed it over lightly, and the sword qi exploded near the surface of the water, and finally it didn't hurt the things in the water.

"You!"

The young Taoist priest was amazed that this fisherman-like old man had such a cultivation!

Lao Changtou was a little annoyed, but quickly suppressed the anger in his stomach.

Forget it, just treat yourself as if you don't have an eye.

"Old sir. ”

The young Taoist followed Lao Changtou all the time, and he didn't understand why Lao Changtou wanted to feed a monster with a scourge.

The old man asked him why he had killed the monster.

Accumulate merit and ascend to the Tao.

That's his answer.

Although the young Daoist's sword did not hurt anything in the water, it inadvertently cut off its luck, and even if it grew into a monstrous beast in the future, it was estimated that it would be difficult to take that step.

The two returned to the shore, and the young Taoist said that his name was Po Xuan.

Po Xuan saw that Lao Chang Tou's cultivation was profound, so he thought that he could learn something from him, but Lao Chang Tou just asked him questions on the shore, from the Taoist Zen Sutra, to the realm of martial arts, from what he had seen and heard when he traveled around, to his own plan.

But I didn't say a word about myself.

It wasn't until a few days later that Lao Chang Tou said that there was no longer anything to do with him here, and before leaving, he told Po Xuan that the things in the lake had been cut off by him, and it would be rare to find it in the future, and he was afraid that he would harm one party after he grew up, and if he needed to accumulate merit, he would kill him while he was still weak.

"So Po Xuan killed that thing in the water?"

Hearing this, Yun Zhongjun asked.

"After I told him, I left Danyang Lake. ”

Lao Changtou told Yun Zhongjun for a long time, and the hot tea in the pot was almost drunk.

"But the spirit beast in the water is still alive. ”

"He didn't do it?"

Yun Zhongjun didn't understand that since he wanted to kill demons and accumulate virtue, how could he let go of such a good opportunity.

"I don't know. ”

The last few sentences of Lao Changtou are in the clouds, and people can't understand them.

"I've got something here. ”

Lao Changtou put down the teacup in his hand as he spoke, and then gently knocked on the floor tiles under the chair.

Then there was a bang on the ground in front of the two of them, and the floor tiles actually opened a gap, and then the gap became wider and wider, and finally it turned out to be a square shape.

Something rose up inside, and when it was completely leaked in front of me, it was an object in the shape of a square tripod.

"Come and see. ”

Old Chang Tou stood up and walked to Fang Ding's side, and then beckoned Yun Zhongjun to come over.

"That body of water is Danyang Lake. ”

There is a glow of orchid in Fang Ding, countless winding streamers flow slowly in Fang Ding, those things that float out of thin air, like light and like water, one by one correspond to all the water systems in the world!

Lao Changtou pointed to the piece of Danyang Lake, and that piece was immediately enlarged.

"That's—"

Yun Zhongjun clearly saw that in the light of Danyang Lake, there was a huge black shadow swimming back and forth.

"That's what I used to feed, and now it's what other people call evil. ”

Outside the black shadow, there seems to be something faintly in the huge Danyang Lake, and the huge figure is wrong.

"Is there anything else in Danyang Lake?"

Yun Zhongjun approached to take a closer look, then raised his head and asked Lao Changtou.