The deviant looked at Wu Qian with a smile, and then said, "You kid has a flamboyant tongue, be careful to enter the Mixed Yuan Dao and suffer a big loss!"

Wu Qian smiled and stopped talking, and the departer continued: "Forget it, you don't want to say, I won't ask the old man, the old man has gone." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the figure of the departing person was already a hundred meters away, and the strong wind that brought it made Wu Qian unable to open his eyes, Wu Qian was shocked in his heart, this deviant cultivation is really powerful.

"Remember to go to Qingzhou, there are still opportunities waiting for you!" The figure of the departed Taoist had turned into a small black dot, but the sound reached Wu Qian's ears like a morning bell.

Seeing the departed Taoist completely disappear into the sky, Wu Qian withdrew his adoring eyes and whispered, "When will I have his body cultivation!"

Wu Qian looked to the north, the undulating mountains obscured Wu Qian's vision, and he couldn't see the road ahead, just like he couldn't see his future road clearly.

Wu Qian began to hesitate a little, whether to listen to this apocalyptic or not, because this apocalyptic person's calculation is really far-fetched, because everyone in the world knows that this Qingzhou is the territory of Zhengyang Road, and Zhengyang Road is located in Soaoge Mountain in Qingzhou.

Zhengyang Dao is also one of the three roads in the world, and its strength is on par with the mixed yuan road, this deviant actually said that I had a chance to worship the mixed yuan road in Qingzhou, does the mixed yuan road dare to open a branch at the door of Zhengyang Road?

But the world is so big, where can you go?

"It doesn't matter if he's real or fake, he doesn't have anywhere else to go anyway," Wu Qian finished speaking, raising his feet and walking towards the north.

After two months of walking, Wu Qian finally walked to Qingzhou, standing in front of the grand city tower gate in Qingzhou, a smile leaked from Wu Qian's tired face.

"It's finally here," Wu Qian said to himself.

In the past two months, Wu Qian almost relied on asking for food to come all the way, sleeping in the wild every day, and was almost eaten by wild beasts several times.

The current Wu Qian, dressed in rags and covered in filth, is no different from a beggar.

Qingzhou City is worthy of being the largest city in the north, with a population of millions of people, all walks of life, three religions and nine streams are gathered here, the streets are bustling every day, people come and go, and it is very lively.

After all, Zhengyang Dao is located here, in addition to ensuring the safety and reproduction of Qingzhou, it can also attract people from all over the world to come and fight for an opportunity.

Wu Qian's most important and urgent thing at present is to survive in this Qingzhou City, but Wu Qian does not want to make a living by begging, but fortunately, the business in Qingzhou City is developed, and the demand for all kinds of employees and men is high.

Wu Qian's life has stabilized, but he has been working in this Drunken Immortal Building for half a year, but there is still no trace of the opportunity that the Taoist said, let alone the opportunity, even the people of the Mixed Yuan Dao have never seen it.

Wu Qian could only curse the apocrypha in his heart, there was no other way, Wu Qian still had to rely on this job to support himself.

On this day, Qingzhou City was cool in autumn, and the drunken immortal building was also full of people, and it was very lively, Wu Qian was called and drunk in the lobby, and his legs were about to break.

"Little Er, quickly arrange a private room for me!"

A clear but unkind voice came to mind at the door.

Wu Qian cursed in his heart: A little stinky money has such a high tail, but the person turned around and smiled flatteringly, and said, "The guest officer comes with me." ”

After Wu Qian finished speaking, he looked up, but saw a young student walking in front, wearing a bauhinia ink jade crown, wearing a splendid Shaohua dress, his face was like a crown of jade, and he was handsome, he was really a handsome son of a rich and noble family.

Behind this son, there is an old man, who is also graceful and luxurious, with an extraordinary bearing, and behind him is followed by several men, all of whom are dressed in plain clothes, thinking that it should be the young man's subordinates.

Wu Qian took these people to the private room on the second floor, and then returned to the lobby, at this time a storyteller in the lobby cleared his throat and said loudly: "Little brother is not talented, not long ago under the guidance of the master of Zhengyang Dao, I have realized the method of cultivation, if someone invites me to drink a jar of the daughter of this drunken immortal building, I will share this Zhengyang Dao cultivation method with you." ”

When the storyteller said this, there was a lot of discussion in the restaurant, but everyone thought that the storyteller was just a charlatan, and such a trick was just to cheat the wine and drink.

"If you know how to cultivate, will you still have no money to buy wine and drink? Don't be so embarrassed, go down quickly, be careful of angering the immortal master of Zhengyang Dao, so that you can't eat and walk around!" The five big and three rough men in the audience shouted at Mr. Storyteller, and then brought a group of people to follow suit.

"A big girl is red, you say it," a loud voice in the crowd remembered, and everyone turned around and saw a young man with his sideburns tied up, his eyebrows and eyes, and his air was lofty.

The young man threw the jar in his hand, and it spun rapidly in the air, and finally landed firmly on the storyteller's table. The young man's hand was eye-catching and won applause.

The storyteller threw his hand at the young man and said, "Thank you, little brother." Then he opened the jar with one hand, raised his head and took a big sip, and exclaimed, "Good wine!"

The onlookers were not in the mood to watch him taste wine, and urged him to hurry up and talk about the cultivation method of Zhengyang Dao.

The storyteller pressed it with his hand, and no one spoke in the drunken fairy building, and there was silence.

Only then did the storyteller speak: "All things in heaven and earth are born from the Tao, so the Tao gives birth to one, one life to two, two to three, three to all things, and all things are negative yin and embrace yang..."

Everyone looked up, but it was a rich and noble son in the private room on the second floor.

"Where does the laughter come from, young man?" asked the storyteller, looking up.

"The younger brother is not talented, and there is confusion in his heart to give him advice," said the rich man.

"Ask," said the storyteller.

"Dare to ask Mr. What is one, what is two, and what is three?" asked the rich man.

The storyteller looked calm, only to see him pour out another bowl of wine from the wine jar, and then he said slowly: "This is Wuji, the second is yin and yang, and the third is the combination of yin and yang." ”

As soon as the storyteller's words fell, the rich and noble man upstairs immediately asked in a tight voice, "What is yin and yang?"

The storyteller was obviously stunned: "This yin and yang... This yin and yang are..."

The storyteller was obviously unable to answer, and was a little at a loss. The young man saw it in his eyes, smiled slightly, hugged his hands to his chest, and just waited for the storyteller to step down from the stage.

"I'll tell Childe what yin and yang are!" At this moment, a voice came from the corner. Everyone looked for prestige, and it was the young man who had just given the wine to the storyteller.