The fellow answered, and went downstairs. After a while, I saw a middle-aged scholar walk up, he was wearing a brand-new moon-white shirt, the aura on this shirt was not weak, and it was still a low-grade spiritual weapon. His cultivation is not weak, and he is actually one level higher than Du Ziping, reaching six levels of fetal movement. However, none of this can hide his downfall and haggardness.

He found a table by the window and sat down, and opened his mouth to say, "A pen in your hand, ten years of grinding in the world." The poems are endowed with ink, and the paper is full of sad songs. Huma is empty and skinny, and the remnants of the pen are difficult to write, and there is nowhere to change Ayara. How can you be willing to pay for glory and profit, and hang your hands on Mingke?"

"Juvenile Zhi, still here, sighing. Tracing thousands of miles, how to follow the waves when you smell the sounds of nature? Tired guests wander around the world, the clouds are depressed, and there are many rights and wrongs in the lakes and seas. Looking back at the outside of the Zhu Gate, Lao Tzu is sighing. ”

The song is desolate and the tune is tragic, so Du Ziping was shocked when he heard it. What shocked him was not this song, nor this person's singing, but this water-tuned song that caused a great sensation in the court back then.

At that time, when his grandfather was in power, Qin Yan, the newly appointed prime minister of the DPRK, suddenly resigned inexplicably, and since then he has disappeared, leaving only this poem in the official residence.

At this time, a monk with two floors of fetal movements at a table next to him said, "Wu Lao'er, you should go to the tavern, not the teahouse." Then he burst out laughing.

Du Ziping heard the word "Wu", and his heart moved, could it be that this person is Guan Zhongxian? It's just that this surnamed Wu is not very old, and his cultivation is far better than the monk who made fun of him, if he is Guan Zhongxian, why is he so reluctant to swallow his anger?

At this moment, the guy walked up again, and when he saw the man surnamed Wu, his brows furrowed, and his face actually showed a look of disgust. He walked up to Du Ziping, handed over a pot of spiritual tea, handed over a jade slip, and said, "Childe, everything you want is here." ”

Du Ziping took the jade slip and asked, "Who is that Wu Daoyou?"

The man said, "This man has been in the valley for many years, but he has been soaking in the outer valley all day, and he only comes to the inner valley once in a while. Childe, don't look at his cultivation as extremely high, but this person is timid, no one dares to offend, even a monk of the second or third layer of qi induction, and he only knows if he slaps him in public. ”

Du Ziping was surprised: "Why is this?"

The guy said, "I don't know, he's been like this for years." By the way, he is also quite famous in the world of calligraphy and painting, and it is said that he paints well, but as a monk, no matter how good his painting is, what is the use of being cowardly?"

When Du Ziping heard this, his heart moved, and he said secretly: Could it be that this person is the immortal in the tube?

The man suddenly said to the guy, "Man, bring me a pot of Ice Mist Spirit Tea." The guy was helpless, so he went downstairs and brought a pot of spiritual tea after a while.

The man drank the tea as if he were drinking water, and opened his throat to pour it. When someone saw it, he sneered and said, "Where is this Wu Lao'er tasting tea, it is clearly a cow drink." ”

The man didn't seem to hear at all, and in a moment the pot of tea was gone. He called out again, "Man, bring me a piece of paper." ”

The guy slowly took a piece of paper and said, "Wu Lao'er, what are you going to do?" Someone next to him shouted: "This Wu Lao is only afraid that he has drunk spiritual wine, not spiritual tea, and now he is going to be drunk." ”

Wu Lao'er didn't say anything, and out of nowhere, he took out a pen. He swiped left and right, and in a short time he drew a green dragon. He put away his pen and said: "Recently, I am short of money, so this painting will be used as tea money." ”

The guy was in a hurry and said, "Wu Lao'er, it's not the first time you've come to this teahouse, when can we get credit here?" This pot of spiritual tea is only one hundred and eighty jade crystals, and you won't be unable to take it out." ”

Wu Lao'er said: "Isn't this painting worth even 180 jade crystals? If it weren't for my tight money, you would have sold 1,800 jade crystals, and I wouldn't have sold them." ”

After saying a few words, the two argued, and others just looked at the joke. Du Ziping had been paying attention to himself, and then he came over and said, "Man, I paid for this tea, let him go." ”

When the guy heard this, he said, "Wu Lao'er, count your luck, this son will pay the bill for you." ”

That Wu Lao'er tilted his head and glanced at Du Ziping, and said, "You also know how to paint?"

Du Ziping said: "I don't dare to say that I understand, but I only know a little bit about it." ”

Wu Lao'er stretched out his hand and said, "Bring it." ”

Du Ziping was stunned and asked, "What?"

Wu Lao'er said: "One thousand six hundred and twenty jade crystals." ”

Du Ziping was stunned and said, "What does this mean?"

Wu Lao'er said: "Since you know how to paint, this Qinglong picture can't be sold to you for one hundred and eighty jade crystals, so I will suffer a loss, so I will make a price of one thousand eight hundred jade crystals, just now you paid one hundred and eighty jade crystals for me, and now give me another thousand six hundred and twenty jade crystals." ”

Du Ziping glanced at this picture of the green dragon, and only felt that the green dragon was lifelike, but he couldn't see half of the aura, if it was in the secular world, it might be worth some silver, but who in the cultivation world would buy it with 1,800 jade crystals.

He smiled slightly and said, "One thousand eight hundred jade crystals, one thousand eight hundred jade crystals." ”

When everyone heard this, they all thought, where did this madman come from, and now that this cultivation world has changed, can't it happen?

I don't know that this Wu Lao'er said: "I don't think you believe that this painting is worth 1,800 jade crystals at all." Man, hang this picture up and see if anyone knows it, so as not to make people think I'm talking nonsense. Wait for the selling price, and then come back to him. ”

When the guy heard this, he was even more dumbfounded, this Wu Lao'er was supposed to pay for the tea of one hundred and eighty jade crystals with this painting, but he actually dared to sit on the ground and raise the price. It's just a matter of sitting on the ground and starting the price, and the other party actually agreed. It's just a matter of agreeing, but this Wu Lao'er won't sell it again. He has lived for so many years, and it is the first time he has met such two people.

Du Ziping said: "Senior Wu, I like this painting very much, you can bid again." ”

Wu Lao'er said: "If I say I won't sell it to you, I won't sell it to you." I won't sell as many jade crystals as you produce. ”

Du Ziping said: "Senior Wu, this way, I am very interested in painting, I have never met a good teacher, I want to learn painting with you, what do you think?"

Wu Lao'er said slightly: "You also want to learn painting, okay, I come here every day to sit here for an hour to drink tea, you can come here to learn, you don't need to apprentice, I only teach, how much can you learn, that's your ability." ”

When Du Ziping heard this, he said, "Thank you Senior Wu." ”

One of the people next to him couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Wu Lao'er, I'm afraid that this tea money will also fall on this fellow Daoist." ”

Du Ziping hurriedly said: "Although I haven't apprenticed, I learned to paint, and this tea money is a matter of course." ”

Wu Lao'er nodded, as if to say, the son can be taught, Shi Shiran went downstairs.

From this day on, Wu Lao'er really came to the teahouse every day to teach Du Ziping the art of painting. Du Ziping is smart and clever, intersects with each other, and gets along well. Du Ziping had already seen the guy's jade slip, this famous calligrapher and painter in the Red Cloud Valley, only this Wu Lao'er was alone, and he had inquired many times, there was indeed no second famous calligrapher and painter surnamed Wu in this valley.

A few months later, on this day, when Du Ziping was still learning painting with Wu Lao'er in the teahouse, he heard a soft sound on the stairs and five people came up. The five of them picked a table to sit on, and one of them shouted, "Man, have a pot of tea." ”

At this time, another person saw Wu Lao'er at a glance, stood up immediately, and shouted, "The surname is Jun, it is really you." When the other four heard this, they all turned their heads and exclaimed, "It is really nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them." The surname Jun, although you can change your appearance, you can't hide it from the five of us. ”

When Du Ziping heard this, he even believed that this Wu Lao'er was the immortal in the tube. It's just that he understands in his heart that those who dare to make enemies with Guan Zhongxian are by no means mediocre, and the forces behind him are not weak, and he can't be careless if he wants to get involved.

He took a closer look at the five of them. The man at the head was short in stature, but he was obviously a man who was accustomed to giving orders, the man on his left was pockmarked but burly, the third was a fat man with a black face, the fourth had a long beard over his belly, and the fifth had a pale golden face.

These five people all have one thing in common, that is, their cultivation is the peak of the ninth layer of fetal movement, and the aura on these five people seems to be better than that of Tian Fangming of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect. When Wu Lao'er saw these five people, he sighed: "You still come to the door." ”

The pock-faced man looked around and said, "Shangshan Wujue has come to break the festival, and those who have nothing to do with it please go downstairs to avoid accidental injury." ”

When the guests and men upstairs heard this, they all ran downstairs. There have always been very few people in the ninth floor of this Red Cloud Valley, but now there are five people at once, and everyone is already worried, and they heard that it is the notorious Shangshan Five Uniques, where do they dare to stay here, they all think: If the two sides move together, this teahouse will be demolished.

The Shangshan Five Absolute was originally a loose cultivation, but unexpectedly got a senior master to sit in the cave, get the hidden treasures and exercises, after the initial cultivation, in the Shangshan area, the same level did not meet the opponent, ordinary casual cultivation is invincible, even the famous people in the famous faction, folded in their hands are countless. So these five people got the nickname of Shangshan Five Uniques.

It's also appropriate for them to have something, these five people are used to it, there are three unique treasures that day, but they meet Jun Buji, the three of them don't know that this is the Guan Zhongxian in the nineteen immortals of the Jade Dragon, so they started to move. As a result, the three of them were defeated and lost, but although Jun Buji was superb in cultivation, he failed to kill anyone.

At this time, Shangshan Wujue and Jun Buji formed a bond, and the five claimed to seek revenge on Jun Buji. It's just that although they are arrogant, they don't dare to provoke the heavens. Tianyi Sect is powerful, although the disciples of the sect have never taken the initiative to intervene in such a matter as grudges with others, and the disciples have solved it by themselves, but if you dare to come to the door to seek revenge, it is a different matter.

Although Jun Buji had known about this for a long time, he didn't take this Shangshan Five Uniques to heart, and he didn't expect that these five people would actually meet here.