I saw this man go straight to the shopkeeper, whisper a few words in the shopkeeper's ear, and then leave a burden and leave quickly.

The shopkeeper checked the burden with his hand, suddenly smiled, turned around and shouted at Xiao Er: "Ma Er, what time is it?"

The little second named Ma Er stretched his head out, then turned back to the shopkeeper and said, "Shopkeeper, noon!"

The shopkeeper nodded, and then said to Wu Qian, "Xiao Qian, come over for a moment." ”

"Oh," Wu Qian put down the work in his hand and walked towards the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper instructed: "You go to the wine cellar to get a good flower carving, and send it to Qinglian Villa, thirty miles east of the city, you ride a horse to send it over, remember to send it before the unitary time, don't miss someone's business, you know?"

"Also, don't forget the money for the drink!" added the shopkeeper.

Wu Qian nodded, walked into the wine cellar, carried a jar of Huadiao wine, turned over and went to the east of the city, although Wu Qian came to Qingzhou City not long ago, but Qinglian Villa he still found the way, because there is a road in the east of the city, and it is thirty miles ahead.

Now it's only noon, Wu Qian rode all the way to the past, and within an hour, he arrived at Qinglian Villa, the villa is on a mountain, although it is not big, but it is antique, and the verdant peaks are integrated, and there is a charm.

Wu Qian walked to the door of the villa, the door was wide open, Wu Qian glanced inside, there was no one, Wu Qian shouted inside: "Is there anyone?"

After a while, a voice came from inside the villa: "Come in!"

Wu Qian looked for the sound and walked in, there should be no one to take care of it for a long time in the villa, dead branches and leaves can be seen everywhere, a scene of depression and defeat, Wu Qian walked on the thick leaves, making a rustling sound, with a gust of autumn wind swept in, with a hint of coolness, Wu Qian suddenly felt a little chilled.

Who would live in this place? and drink!' Wu Qian muttered in his heart.

Wu Qian walked to the outside of a room, tightened his body, and then gently pushed the door open.

The room was dimly lit and scented, and the smoke was even more hazy. There was a vague figure in the room, Wu Qian walked forward boldly, but when he saw this person clearly, he couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

The man in the room turned out to be an apocalypse!

And when the departed saw Wu Qian walking in, he also had a surprised expression.

"Is that you?" both exclaimed at the same time.

"Why are you still in Qingzhou?" the departed Taoist was the first to recover from his surprise and asked.

As soon as he mentioned this, Wu Qian was angry, put the wine jar on the table, pointed to the departed and said: "You charlatan, what do you say I have the opportunity of Mixed Yuan Dao, I have been in Qingzhou for half a year, and I have never even seen a person from Mixed Yuan Dao!"

The departed Taoist looked surprised and slightly embarrassed, and said, "No, my blood hexagram is very accurate, and I won't make mistakes!"

"It turns out that your blood hexagram is not reliable at all!" Wu Qian said indignantly.

The departed man smiled embarrassedly and said, "You are doing well in Qingzhou now." ”

Wu Qian was a little speechless, this old man was a lot older, his cultivation was unfathomable, and he actually spoke a little... Shameless.

Wu Qian found a stool, sat down, folded his hands, and obviously looked unhappy, but the departed person looked indifferent, took the carved flower from the table, and tasted it himself.

Wu Qian was even more unhappy with the deviant's actions, Wu Qian stood up and said to the departer: "You have to compensate me!"

The departed was stunned for a moment, put down the wine jar, and said, "Compensate you?"

"That's right, you fooled me into coming to Qingzhou, do you know how much I suffered along the way? Do you know how tired I am every day in Zuixianlou?" Wu Qian threw out his grievances in one fell swoop.

"Then how can I compensate you?" asked the apocryphal with a smile.

Wu Qian's eyes rolled, and then an infinitely obscene expression leaked from his face, and said, "You have to compensate me a lot of silver!"

The departer was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "What do you want silver for?"

"Marry a wife and have children, and then train my son to cultivate the Tao," Wu Qian said.

It seems that Wu Qian still has no confidence in his chaotic physique, and pins his hopes on his next generation.

Now it was the turn of the departer to be speechless, and the departer looked at Wu Qian with disdain, and said, "If you don't fly, you force the eggs in the nest to fly, do you still want to be shameless?"

"Who is shameless?!" Wu Qian replied.

The departed snort, seemed to be a little angry, and said, "I can compensate you, but I won't compensate you for the silver!"

"What compensation, you talk about it first," Wu Qian said.

"I'll teach you a set of mantras, you cultivate by yourself, whether you can open up the dantian or not, it's up to you to create it yourself," said the departing Taoist.

Wu Qian pretended to be embarrassed and said, "That's it, it's okay!"

The deviant was a little angry, and shouted angrily: "The old man passed on your mantra, which is the convincing spirit that your kid has cultivated for several lifetimes, look at your reluctant look, you kid will steal the fun!"

Wu Qian smiled, but poured a bowl of wine for the departer in his hand and brought it up, and said in a flattering tone: "What tricks do the elders want to teach me?"

"Qing Ming," the apocalypse said, taking the wine.

"Is it amazing?" Wu Qian asked.

The departed Daoist glared at Wu Qian, as if he was very dissatisfied with this question, and said, "It's no worse than the Mixed Yuan Dao's mental formula!"

When Wu Qian heard this, he laughed so hard that he couldn't hold back, and said in a loud voice: "That's good, this can make up for the loss that I can't enter the Mixed Yuan Dao!"

The departed Taoist shook his head helplessly, drank the wine in one gulp, and said: "I will pass on your mental formula, but you can only practice it secretly, and you must not let outsiders know, and you and I have no master-apprentice status. ”

Wu Qian was stunned and said, "I don't have the title of master and apprentice, and I'm not rare, but why do I have to practice secretly?"

The departed Daoist glared at Wu Qian and said, "Because I have too many enemies, if my enemies see you practicing my mental formula, I am afraid that it will affect you, so I teach you the cultivation method, remember not to show it in front of outsiders, let alone mention me, you can only meditate and cultivate by yourself, otherwise it will be bad for you and me." ”

Wu Qian pouted his nose, stopped pouring wine for the departed person, sat on the stool by himself, and muttered: "So that's the case, I've become a burden after I practice, and I'm not sure I'll be killed by your set of mental formulas." ”

The departed man smiled slightly and said, "Love to practice or not." ”

Wu Qian poured out a bowl of wine from the wine jar, with an expression of looking at death as home, drank it all, his throat suddenly burned like fire, Wu Qian smashed the bowl, and said loudly: "I'll practice!"

The apostasy is a knot......