The two sides calmed down again, and Yun'er lowered her voice and said, "It turns out that the woman is actually the wife of the old gentleman?"

"Isn't it strange?" Tang Ling focused his gaze on the teacup in his hand, and did not look sideways.

Yun'er secretly sighed: "Looking at that age, I thought she was the younger generation of the old gentleman." ”

"Isn't it the same between you and me?"

Hearing Tang Ling's words, Yun'er was stunned for a moment, and then thought that Tang Ling, as a Creation Sage, if he talked about age, how could he live long live? If the relationship between the old man and the woman is amazing, then his own side can definitely be called a strange story through the ages.

"You look young...... muttered under her breath, and Yun'er shoved a piece of pastry into her mouth and chewed desperately to hide her embarrassment.

A few words, although the volume was not loud, it inadvertently attracted the attention of the immortal man beside the old man.

The immortal man had not spoken a word since he took his seat. Although the woman also made tea for him, and the old man also explained the customs of Chang'an for him, he always responded with a polite smile from beginning to end. Such an action did not cause embarrassment to the old husband and wife, and the behavior and words remained the same. But after hearing the conversation between Tang Ling and Yun'er, he actually asked his uncle a question: "Master Li, are you familiar with that pair of men and women?"

Suddenly hearing this question, the old man was also surprised. Since he met this immortal man, he rarely saw him speak, and he didn't expect that the pair of men and women next to him could actually cause him to take the initiative to ask questions. Although he was strange in his heart, the old man obviously respected him very much, and after muttering for a while, he told the truth: "The old man and this pair of little friends just met in Pingshui, and when I saw the woman that day, I mistook it for Yan Ling, and came forward to talk, and the two sides met because of this." ”

When the woman heard what the old man said, she also nodded and said, "Indeed, if the master hadn't told her in advance, the concubine would have thought that the child was Yanling." ”

When the immortal man heard his father-in-law's description, a little contemplation appeared on his originally gentle face.

Seeing his reaction, the old man asked curiously, "Mr. Wataritsu, is there anything wrong?"

"That young man should not be an ordinary person, as for the woman...... Please forgive me for the temporary absence of the company. The immortal man who was called Dujin by his husband had a thoughtful look on his face, and he pondered for a long time, and actually put down the teacup in his hand and walked in the direction of Tang Ling and Yun'er.

At this time, Tang Ling and Yun'er were in a battle without any sound of killing, and as for the object of contention, it was the last piece of pastry on the table. When today's arrival, in order to celebrate the reopening of the Shangyuan Festival Lantern Festival, Yun'er ordered several top-notch pastries from the three unique residences, and after a round of tasting, its deliciousness has made this aunt unable to extricate herself, and directly issued an order to Tang Ling to "limit food". However, how could Tang Ling, who had been working hard to "revive her husband's program" since she became married, give up? After sternly rejecting such unreasonable orders, the invisible smoke of this battle rose with it.

Just when the battle situation was already white-hot, an unfamiliar voice sounded from behind Tang Ling.

"This friend, can you let me sit aside?"

Tang Ling turned around and looked around, only to see that the immortal man who had just sat at the same table with his uncle was already standing behind him at this time, and in this distraction, the last piece of pastry was finally stuffed into Yun'er's mouth.

"In Shimotojin, I saw that my brother's face was heroic, and I hoped to get acquainted with my brother. Watatsu stood in front of Tang Ling, his face full of friendliness.

"You may be seated. ”

Regarding Dujin's friendliness, Tang Ling smiled politely and did not make much moves.

With Tang Ling's approval, this Du Jin also nodded politely, and then Shi Shiran sat aside, and after sitting down, he didn't talk too much nonsense, and immediately pointed to the point: "If Du Jin didn't guess wrong, Brother Tai is not an ordinary person, right?"

"Indeed, like Brother Wataratsu, he is not from the mortal world. Tang Ling only had tea left in front of him at this time, and after taking a sip, he said, "But I am not a member of the Immortal Clan." ”

Tang Ling's words, obviously unexpected, provoked him to be stunned. But just for a moment, there was already a bit of vigilance on his body: "Your Excellency has the origin of the Immortal Clan, but you claim to be not from the Immortal Clan, it is difficult to ......"

"Huh. ”

Tang Ling had not yet put down the teacup in his hand, and after sensing the hostility revealed by Du Jin, the coercion on his body had disappeared in a flash. Watanatsu only felt that the breath in his body was suffocated, and the power he had just condensed had collapsed.

Suddenly encountered such a strange thing, Wataritsu was shocked. The other party was able to disrupt his origin between talking and laughing, when did the legendary Heng clan, which disturbed the balance of heaven and earth, have such a master?

"I don't know why you're wary of me, but listen to me: put away this inexplicable hostility. Tang Ling's face was as usual, "First of all, you are not my opponent, and secondly, this rare peaceful and prosperous world, wouldn't it be a pity if it was disturbed by this senseless fight?"

Tang Ling's still calm reaction made Du Jin a little apprehensive to put aside the hostility in his heart for the time being, but the uneasiness in his heart still made him ask the seemingly young thin man in front of him: "Your Excellency...... Shouldn't you be a member of the Heng Clan?"

"It's not. ”

"Dare to ask Your Excellency who is sacred, why does he have the origin of my clan?" Du Jin asked, "As far as I know, unless you are a member of your own clan, the only person who has the Qi of Immortal Yao is the Heng clan who made a fortune by stealing the origin of other clans......" Before the words fell, Du Jin glanced at Tang Ling suspiciously.

"The Heng clan in your mouth, after absorbing the origin of other clans, contains it in your own body to nourish it, so as to strengthen your own cultivation, but I am not. Tang Ling took another sip of tea, and his words seemed to be explaining a common news to the other party. And in order to increase the persuasiveness, he stretched out one hand, and the palm of his hand was spread out, only to see the origin qi of the six clans peacefully emerging on it, like a light mist, there was no rejection reaction that should have appeared, as if it was born together, complementing each other, it was fantastical.

Seeing the six delicate colors reflected in front of him with his own eyes, Wataritsu only felt shocked. The incompatibility of the origins of the six clans was already an iron law between heaven and earth, and now that he could see such a peaceful scene, he lost his instinct to think for a while.

"What I need to explain to you is that these origins are not hidden in my body, but are attached to me as some kind of prohibition, and there will be no rejection and conflict, and the only use is to suppress my power. After Tang Ling calmly narrated, he withdrew his hand, and the six extremely unusual lights disappeared.

Although the spectacle in front of him disappeared, the shock in Watatsu's heart did not decrease in the slightest, the existence of the man in front of him was obviously beyond the scope of the six clans, and his origin was exactly what Watatsu wanted to know most urgently now.

"Under the surname Tang, the single-word name Ling. Tang Ling reminded quite kindly, and increased the volume of the word "Ling".

"Ling?" When Du Jin heard this, he suddenly thought of a certain event a few months ago that was enough to make the heavens and the earth worship, and a burst of cold sweat suddenly oozed from the corner of his forehead: "You, is it-"

"Mr. Watatsu, I'm just a mountain traveler. Smiling and giving Tozu Island a cup of tea, "But since you and I have met today, we happen to have a few questions, and I hope Mr. Watarzu can guide me." ”