The shouts of the two young men suddenly made the lively inn suddenly quiet, and people all looked at this side, and then there was a bang

"Hurry, the wine glass floats in the air. ”

"Amazing!"

"Little Zhou Tian master!"

"What did he just say?"

"It's like it's a release of energy, a remote shot. ”

"Is Sikong Zhenren really here?"

"Spells?"

"I heard that the Chief of the Void Dao doesn't know how to do immortal arts? I'm going to ask him to give me a look?"

"Ahh

"The number one master in the world, I want to ask him for martial arts, I don't know if the chief of the sky is good to speak?"

"Give it a try!"

......

A few warriors in the inn knew best how Sikong Zhan existed, although they had the heart to come to ask for advice, but they didn't have the courage for a while, but three or five anxious ordinary people came to Sikong Zhan's side.

Originally, the reputation of the Quanzhen Sect was good, and it would not cause such a situation, but the matter of catching ghosts in Zhenjiang Chen Mansion and the matter of Hangzhou Xu Xian's soul summoning was spread hotly, and the people directly promoted him to the genus of immortals.

Sikong Zhan controlled the wine glass to fall back to its original place, and smiled at the three of Han Zhijing: "You should believe it this time." Hearing this, Han Zhijing's head was lowered, and the two teachers and nephews were also ashamed, they didn't speak ill of each other, but just now they already suspected Sikong Zhan in their hearts, and they suddenly felt quite embarrassed.

Han Zhijing still has a feeling of dreaming, after all, the world knows that Sikong Zhan is not easy not to set foot in the rivers and lakes, I dare not imagine that I have such good luck to meet that twice, the first time I begged for food, and took others to join in the fun, when I remembered the scene at that time, he ......

This time it was even more outrageous, taking the real Sikong Zhan as a fake, that is, people had a generous temperament and didn't care, and he himself felt that he was too careless.

Sikong Zhan only had time to say a word to the three of Han Zhijing, and the people who had just gotten up came closer, said something, satisfied their curiosity, and finally left.

After all, the others just didn't dare to muster up the courage, although those few martial artists had some ideas in their hearts, but when they thought of their third-rate martial arts, they went to ask the world's number one master, whether they were not self-sufficient and not qualified, if they were passed on, would they be laughed at by the people of the world, and if they thought too much, they retreated.

Then no one came, Sikong Zhan breathed a sigh of relief, he was really afraid of the crowd who were too enthusiastic, seeing the shame on the faces of the three of them, he didn't have the heart to make fun of them, but spoke for them: "The three of you don't have to mind, Poor Dao has said it before, it's just a misunderstanding, how should we get along and how to get along." "Isn't it just a simple meal, and it doesn't have to be too complicated.

Sikong Zhan didn't care, Han Zhijing had already been mentally prepared, after all, the name of Sikong Zhan of the Quanzhen Sect was there, but in this way, he was even more unhappy in his heart, smiled bitterly, stood up, and apologized to Sikong Zhan.

"I have no eyes and no beads below, and I have wronged the chief of the empty road, please forgive me. ”

As soon as he stood up, he bluffed his two nephews into getting up, ready to apologize to Sikong Zhan.

"Hey, why are you doing this?"

Sikong Zhan couldn't stop Han Zhijing from speaking, but it was okay to stop him from saluting, his palm was obliquely upward, and his true qi enveloped the three of Han Zhijing, making him unable to salute.

"Wrong is wrong, it is natural to make an apology, if you can't do it yourself, why do you need to say it and point out other young juniors, it will make people laugh. Although Han Zhijing admires Sikong Zhan's character and martial arts, he has his principles of life, which will not change in his life.

Sikong Zhan admired Han Zhijing's approach in his heart, he was much stronger than some Xiao Zhou Tian masters, and he knew that it was useless to say more, so he no longer demanded it, but he also had his own criteria.

"This matter is a misunderstanding, there is a reason for it, those who don't know it are not to blame, Brother Han said this, poor Dao and accept your apology, but you must not make amends, poor Dao can't stand it, let alone dare to bear it, presumably Brother Han doesn't want people in the rivers and lakes to say that Poor Dao is because of a misunderstanding, and oppress people with force, forcing you to apologize, and you want to make a big gift to make amends. ”

For those who have persistence, Sikong Zhan knows that blindly admonishing does not take matters into account, but starts from himself, and when it comes to serious consequences, Han Zhijing can't insist on letting the world laugh at him, not to mention, he has already apologized, and it is not against his heart.

Han Zhijing was really stopped by Sikong Zhan's words, and after a while, he stopped insisting, shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "I can't talk about it in the next way." ”

Sikong Zhan laughed and said, "It should be like this, please!"

The three of Han Zhijing sat down again, and the misunderstanding was clarified, but the harmonious atmosphere at the beginning dissipated and became much more restrained. It's not that everyone has a grudge, but Sikong Zhan's identity and status have changed, from an unknown little Taoist priest to a world-renowned Sikong Daoist, and the three of Han Zhijing are still the same as before.

The change in the atmosphere on the table, Sikong Zhan could not detect it, but he had no choice, the gap between the two parties was too big, and it was difficult for the weak side not to be affected.

Sikong Zhan and Han Zhijing talked, still talking and laughing, but the kind of gentleman's friendship last time was as light as water, he was boring to say, and Han Zhijing was also awkward, talking and talking, the two of them had nothing to say in the end.

The cheerful nephew had the courage to ask for advice on martial arts to alleviate the embarrassment, and he had a good impression of the three people in Han Zhijing, Sikong Zhan, and tried his best to answer all their questions.

Xiao Er came up with a new dish, Sikong Zhan and the four of them quickly finished eating, and when they parted, Sikong Zhan asked: "I don't know your senior brother's name, I have traveled around the poor road, maybe I can help." ”

"Senior Brother Qin Qi!" Han Zhijing reported his name.

"Qin Qi, if you meet him in the future, Poor Dao will relay the news of your search for him to him. Sikong Zhan was not impressed.

"Thank you, there will be a meeting later!" Han Zhijing said goodbye.

"Please!" Sikong Zhan clenched his fists.

......

Back in the room, Sikong Zhan couldn't help but sigh: "It's unbearable in the high places! Finally, I have some understanding of the grandmaster martial artist who has pointed out Dugu's defeat, selling sugar gourds incognito, maybe it's not a quirk of personality, because the influence of loneliness is not impossible." ”

Han Zhijing knew the contrast between his true identity, which made him have to feel in his heart, with the change of identity, the increase of his status, the increase of fame, and the breakthrough of his cultivation, he found that he could make fewer and fewer friends.

Suzhou Taihu, the days when he and Dongfang Shenghong Qi chatted freely and competed freely, to be honest, it was the happiest experience he had during this time.

In the Quanzhen Sect, with the seven teachers and nephews, although there is a strong family affection that cannot be dissolved, but if you want to talk and relax, you have to find an old naughty boy.

Thinking of the old naughty boy, Sikong Zhan couldn't help but chuckle lightly, and said to himself: "The truth of the divine soldiers has been revealed, and then the head of the Kongtong faction, Liu Kunhua, the Zhong family of the sword-casting family, should be about to have an end." ”