Guimu Town is a small town under the jurisdiction of Nanjian County in the southern part of Chidong Province, with more than 100,000 people in the whole town. Chidong is still martial, and even in a remote town like Chidong, people have cultivated into a style. There are thousands of souls in the entire town.

The town is respected for its strength, and the three families in the town dominate everything in the town. The three families are the strongest forces in Guimu Town, and the three families all have soul masters and powerhouses. Actually, it would be incorrect to say that the three families were the strongest forces in Guimu Town. In Guimu Town, the strongest should be Qiu Hongzhuo, the city lord of Guimu Town, Qiu Hongzhuo is the peak powerhouse of the soul master, but Qiu Hongzhuo is an outsider, and he was sent by the Chidong royal family to manage Guimu Town, and he doesn't want the power of the three families to be entrenched. Therefore, in Guimu Town, the three families are the most powerful, and the strongest is the City Lord's Mansion.

Qiu Hongzhuo is kind and kind, does not show too strong desire to control, and basically stocks everything in Guimu Town. The three major families took advantage of the situation to control the big and small things in Guimu Town, and controlled everything in Guimu Town. Although the city lord is not in charge of things, the three major families still haven't done too much, and on the surface, Qiu Hongzhuo is still the main city lord.

The three major families have been developing in Guimu Town for nearly two hundred years, and their relationship with each other is intricate, and they have intermarried with each other. But because of the entanglement of interests, there has always been friction between the families, but everyone is close in strength, and no one dares to make a big move, but there are some small dirty things in private.

Guimu Town has always been relatively calm, rarely anything major happens, everyone talks about what happened in other places after dinner, and everyone talks about it as if they have experienced it themselves. As soon as he spoke, he attracted the attention of people nearby, and they heard him boast. People who spend a lot of saliva giving speeches also enjoy the feeling of being impressed by everyone, and their mouths are becoming more and more boundless.

Guimu Town is too remote and too small, there is no branch building of Leji Building here, and people know about the big things outside from these "knowledgeable" mouths. Everyone rushed to the restaurant when they were fine, and listened to these people talk about what happened in the Shenyuan Continent. A lot of big things are made more magical by the improvisational art of the speaker. Everyone didn't know if it was true or not, and they were stunned when they heard it.

"Don't you know, that Master Han Qifeng is ninety years old, just like Master Cen back then, he couldn't walk anymore, and he went to Wenxin Academy to take the literary exam. ”

Wen Tian began to brag in the restaurant again about the deeds of Master Han Qifeng who didn't know where he heard about it.

"That's not right, Wentian, didn't you say last time that Master Feng was a yellow-haired child, why did he become an old man in his nineties today?"

A listener happened to hear Tian talk about this paragraph a few days ago, but it was very different from what he said that time, and he interjected in confusion.

"Do you still listen! Do you know or do I know?"

Wen Tian didn't expect to be exposed, and immediately scolded the man.

"You say, you say, I don't talk much. ”

The listener thought about it, and Xindao estimated that he had made a mistake, so he immediately admitted his mistake and asked Wen Tian to continue.

"Oh, by the way, although Master Feng is old, but ah, his eyes are really full of wisdom. I took one look at it and was impressed. Tell me, such a person is not a Master, and who can be a Master!"

Seeing the man, he immediately confessed, Wen Tian was very proud, and began to speak again.

"Uncle Wen, you've been to Rongjing!"

When a child heard this, he looked at Wen Tian with wide eyes and admiration, and Wen Tian had actually seen the legendary Feng Fuzi with his own eyes.

"That's not it, I'm also a scholar who is rich and rich, and I was fortunate to take the literary exam with Master Feng. Speaking of which, I Wentian is also unlucky, and I will take the literary examination with Master Feng, so I am not as good as Master Wen!"

Wen Tian began to be a little flustered again, and his speech became more and more unsound.

"Miss Huang, why did you come to the shop? ”

The owner of the restaurant was also on the first floor listening to Wen Tian's boasting, but he didn't expect to see the second lady of the Huang family enter the restaurant. This second lady of the Huang family has often entered this restaurant recently, all because Wen Tian on the second floor always talks about the deeds of Master Feng, and every time he will go upstairs to teach Wen Tian a lesson, so that he will not talk nonsense about the deeds of Master Feng.

Wen Tian made his small shop a lot better recently, and when he saw Miss Huang coming in again, he immediately greeted loudly, hoping that Wen Tian upstairs would shut up.

Huang Xiang ignored the shopkeeper and went directly to the second floor with two attendants. When Wen Tian heard the greeting of the shopkeeper, he immediately shut up and secretly sighed that he was unlucky.

"Wentian, you are so capable, and you have also been to Rongjing to see Master Feng. Why is Master Feng an old man again this time, is it the last injury healed? ”

Huang Xiang was once walking on the street, and suddenly heard Wen Tian from the restaurant talking about the deeds of Master Feng, and after listening carefully, he found that he was talking nonsense. Since Huang Xiang heard about Master Feng's deeds, she admired Master Feng very much, and Wen Tian's nonsense was unbearable for her. Now it has become Huang Xiang's daily routine to come to the restaurant every day, and as soon as she finds out that Wen Tian is talking nonsense, she will ask the guards around her to teach him a lesson.

"Huang, Miss Huang, why do you have time to come here. Don't bother you to do it, I'll get out of here, get out right away. ”

Wen Tian was like a yellow dog with his tail between his legs, shrugging his head and wanting to leave the restaurant.

"It's okay, I'll send you back. ”

Huang Xiang gave the guards behind him a look, and the guards immediately understood, discounted Wen Tian's hands and feet, and carried him home.

"Hahaha. ”

Seeing Wen Tian's miserable appearance, the audience burst out laughing.

"Laugh at it! Go home and lie down!"

As soon as Huang Xiang's words fell, everyone stopped laughing and left the restaurant from the stairs in turn.

Huang Xiang is very disgusted with those who slander Master Feng, and he also dislikes these ignorant listeners. Feng Fuzi is the "Shaking Light Saint" in the "Double Sage", and he is a generation of Tianjiao in the Shenyuan Continent. A sixteen-year-old young man went to Rongjing alone, let the Wen Zhong that had not ringed for thousands of years ring again, and became Emperor Han Qi, the dean of Wenxin Academy, and Han Qixin's master. He also proposed a new method to awaken the ninth-rank talisman god of heaven, such a Tianjiao is Huang Xiang's favorite man.

"It's a pity that the world of Master Feng and my world will not intersect. ”

Huang Xiang sighed and walked downstairs.

"Master, you're here again!"

The shopkeeper saw a disheveled young man walk into the restaurant, and instead of driving him away, he greeted him with a smile. It's just because this young man is very generous that he comes here every day to buy wine and drink. The young man came here seven days ago, and he was very good at drinking, and he would buy a few catties from him every time. Now when the shopkeeper sees the young man, it is like seeing white flowers.

"Master, it's still the same?"

The owner is very attentive.

“......”

The young man did not speak, but pointed to the jar behind the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper immediately got busy, and after a few days of contact, he knew that the young man did not like to talk much, and was very indifferent to everyone, but liked to drink. The young man didn't bargain, and the shopkeeper brought out the best wine in the store to him, and the young man took the wine and staggered away, taking a step and taking a sip with his head up.

"At the same age, Master Feng is so wicked, but the one in front of him is so debauched. ”

Huang Xiang looked at the young man who left in front of him, and was very disgusted in his heart, so he left the restaurant directly.

Miss Huang walked slowly. ”

The young man bought wine and went all the way out of the city, returned to the familiar fork of the tree, and lay down on the tree and looked at the quiet night sky from the gap between the canopies. Except for the right hand that kept pouring wine into his mouth, the other parts of the young man remained motionless.

The young man woke up under the tree one morning a few days ago, knowing nothing but a few things about the element, his name, and a goal to be accomplished. He didn't know where he came from, where he was going, why he was here. After sitting for a while, the young man entered the nearby town of Guimu, and walked on the streets of Guimu Town, where the young man did not know what he should do, so he simply walked on the street.

As the young man walked past a restaurant, the strong aroma of wine attracted his attention. He searched his memory and knew that the aroma was coming from something called liquor. Moreover, he should have liked this kind of thing before. The young man found the shopkeeper and pointed to the jars, he didn't like to talk to people, but the shopkeeper understood what he meant at once. The shopkeeper gave the wine to the young man, who took out the money from his bosom and paid the bill.

After taking a sip, the young man fell in love with the feeling of intoxication, and immediately realized why he had liked it in the past. The streets of Guimu Town were a bit noisy, and the young man didn't like it, and he wanted to find a quiet place to drink quietly. So, he left Guimu Town, returned to the tree he woke up from, climbed the fork of the tree, and tasted it silently.

As night fell, and the wine ran out, the young man thought carefully about his next steps. He sat up on the tree and cultivated the Heavenly Star Decision that appeared in his mind, and found that he didn't feel any soul power. For the whole night, the young man made no progress, and when he saw the sun rising in the east, the young man got up again and went into the city to buy wine.

These days, young people stop doing those useless attempts and live a life of intoxication every day. I don't know why, he always likes to stare at the night sky in a daze. Sometimes he would subconsciously touch his arms, and the young man felt that this should be his old habit.

Sometimes the young man will also take out a jade bottle from his arms, he doesn't know what the elixir in this jade bottle is for, he just faintly feels that this thing is very important, he will give it to another person one day, and he can't sell it to buy wine and drink. That person seemed to be important to him, was it a friend?

"Friend...... I actually have friends. ”

The young man muttered, then put away the jade bottle and lay down on the tree.

In the young man's dream, he was like a prodigal son wandering around in this Shenyuan Continent. But he did not feel lonely, because for for young people, it is good to have wine in this world.