Wang Yuelong left with grace, but he didn't know that the drunken old Dao's originally drunk eyes brightened suddenly. A pair of shallow and restrained eyes, as deep as two thousand-year-old deep pools, make people look at the past at a glance, and they can't see the bottom of his heart at all.

After a long time, there was no one on the mountain road I saw, and the profound eyes of this drunk old Taoist gradually returned to a mediocre appearance, and with his sloppy appearance, this drunk old Taoist was completely a very ordinary Taoist priest. And he continued to walk forward with a stagger, still looking vain under his feet.

It's just that on this silent mountain road, a faint voice quietly came out: "The little guys of the Qizhou Wang clan are really an excellent little guy." ”

This voice seemed to be talking to himself, and not long after he disappeared in the night sky, a golden figure suddenly flashed from the intersection of the mountain road, which seemed so abrupt in the darkness. And around this golden figure, it is covered with a faint layer of golden light, and in this darkness, it flashes softly, like a dream.

Wang Yuelong did not leave. He can't feel the cultivation of the drunken old way, then there are only two possibilities, one is that the drunken old man is a person who has no cultivation, and the other is that he is already a peerless master of martial arts and sainthood, and the kind of god list master in the rivers and lakes can no longer describe his cultivation strength.

However, Wang Yuelong naturally didn't think that this drunken old Taoist would be the first kind of person. Therefore, after the drunken old way swayed around Wang Yuelong for the second time, Wang Yuelong decided that this drunken old way must be a peerless master who is incognito and plays games in the world. However, such peerless masters are the kind of people who can not be found. This drunk old man obviously didn't want to deal with Wang Yuelong, so Wang Yuelong naturally wouldn't go to the hot face and put a cold butt. However, if he is fated to meet again in the future, Wang Yuelong will have to communicate with this peerless master.

"But listening to the tone of this old Taoist, maybe it is quite related to the ancestors of my Qizhou Wang Clan's Five Merchants Alliance. When I go back to Qizhou one day, I must find my grandfather and ask them. Wang Yuelong thought silently in his heart, but he had already hit the idea on the Qizhou Wang clan and the group of Supreme Elders of the Dongzhou Five Merchants Alliance.

After all, the more than ten Supreme Elders who guarded the Qi Wangbao Arsenal were really old goblins who had lived for a hundred or two years, and they were also the highest among all the Supreme Elders of the Qizhou Wang Clan's Dongzhou Five Merchants Alliance. Needless to say, the strength has long been transcendental, even the masters of the god list in the world are all juniors in front of them, and the strength is not a horizontal line at all.

I think that in the years when Wang Yuelong didn't want to practice martial arts, he was taken care of by the more than ten highest-ranking elders. Therefore, Wang Yuelong had a very good relationship with the more than ten elders who were at least four generations higher than him. Similar to the old things of the past such as the drunken old way, those Supreme Elders were also very happy to tell this junior.

After pressing all kinds of thoughts in his heart, Wang Yuelong went to Xinghua Village in the direction indicated by the drunken old man.

"The breeze is accompanied by the bright moon, and the wine is condensed in all directions. If you want to trace the origin of the wine, the apricot blossoms in Beicheng are fragrant. The aroma of wine here is diffuse, and it must be not far from the apricot blossom village. After walking for a long time, I saw the moon in the middle of the sky, but a faint aroma of wine was transmitted to Wang Yuelong's snort with the breeze, Wang Yuelong just read the poem he heard from nowhere, and said to himself.

"This little brother is really a good poem. At this moment, a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar walked over with a folding fan and appreciation. And not far behind him is the stone monument at the head of the village of Xinghua Village.

Wang Yuelong noticed that he had arrived in Xinghua Village unconsciously, and saluted the middle-aged scribe, and said lightly: "This gentleman, the junior passed by here unintentionally, but it is getting late at the moment, can you spend the night in your village?"

He subconsciously felt that although the middle-aged scribe was restrained, his strength was definitely not to be underestimated. In the words of Wang Yuelong, although there was a faint sense of alienation, he still carried three points of respect.

The middle-aged scribe shook the folding fan lightly and said with a faint smile: "Why did the little brother say this? Although my Xinghua Village in Fenzhou is not big, it has always been very hospitable. It's a trivial matter like staying overnight, just say it. ”

To be continued......

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