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The old man in gray raised his head, as if smiling.

Ling Sheng's expression was calm, he took out a soup spoon again, fished it out of the pot, and at the same time took a porcelain bowl and placed it on the ground in front of the old man's eyes.

The gray-clothed old man was about fifty years old, dissatisfied with his sixtieth birthday, dressed in gray, with a gloomy color between his eyebrows, and his breath was dark and unfathomable. Although he was smiling, he seemed to be hostile, and he had the aura of a fairy spirit, but the gloomy color of his eyebrows lingered, no matter how kind he smiled, it only made people feel mysterious.

Ling Sheng didn't seem to realize it, but he just added a spoonful of soup to the bowl in front of him, and there were many crab roes.

The old man in gray said with a smile: "The junior has good craftsmanship, and the taste is very much in line with the old man's heart." ”

Ling Sheng said lightly: "If it is satisfactory, then drink more." ”

The old man in gray said, "Aren't you afraid that the old man will drink up this pot of soup?"

"Drink it and drink it. Ling Sheng said: "Wild wilderness, endless ingredients. ”

"That's just as well. ”

The gray-clothed old man laughed a few times and said in a low voice: "All things are born to support people. ”

Ling Sheng said calmly: "People are often devoured by tigers and leopards. ”

The old man in gray laughed and said, "Therefore, there is only the saying of the weak and the strong in this world. ”

Ling Sheng lowered his head and drank the soup and did not answer him.

The gray-clothed old man only took a sip and asked, "You, junior, are you from Middle-earth?"

Ling Sheng replied, "It's from Middle-earth. ”

"In recent days, there has been a great chaos in southern Xinjiang, what immortal sects, evil sects, and different sects have stirred up the chickens and dogs, making southern Xinjiang, a region that retains the ancient reckless wind and has always been the weak and the strong, and there is also a saying that the sect tribes are united, which is really unpleasant. The gray-clothed old man shook his head, sighed a few times, and asked, "Are you from the Middle Earth Dao Sect?"

Ling Sheng said quietly: "Disciple of Kongming Immortal Mountain, Ling Sheng." ”

"Kongming Immortal Mountain?"

The gray-clothed old man was slightly stunned, and seemed to smile: "I see that your breath is incomparably pure, full of pure gold breath, it is really full of sword qi, it should be a disciple of the Taibai Sword Sect." ”

Somehow, Ling Sheng seemed to feel that the old man's tone seemed to change slightly, with a hint of coldness, and it seemed to be a smile, but in fact, his words were like blades. If ordinary people heard it, they would only think it was a joke, but Ling Sheng was extremely keenly aware of the slight changes in the old man's words, and he was slightly shocked in his heart, and after a while, he forcibly suppressed it, and said indifferently: "The predecessor said interestingly, but the Taibai Sword Sect is the first sect in the world, and I am not very happy in the Kongming Immortal Mountain, how can I be qualified to enter the Taibai Sword Sect." ”

The gray-clothed old man looked at Ling Sheng and said with a smile: "If this is the case, then we have to say that the Kongming Immortal Mountain is full of blind people. ”

Although the old man's words insulted the Kongming Immortal Mountain, Ling Sheng was not angry, and was calm and speechless.

The gray-clothed old man asked, "Did you come to Southern Xinjiang to kill evil demons?"

Ling Sheng replied, "Yes. ”

The gray-clothed old man asked, "In the eyes of the people of the Immortal Sect, how can they be regarded as demons?"

Ling Sheng was silent, but in fact, he secretly said in his heart: "This person is out of nowhere, his aura seems to be immortal, but in fact he is dark and dark, he must not be a decent person, listening to him, I am afraid that he is also an evil sect." ”

Seeing that Ling Sheng didn't answer, the gray-clothed old man immediately laughed a few times and said, "You can't even tell the difference between the evil demons, how can you kill them?" Could it be that in the eyes of the world, those born in the southern Xinjiang must be barbarians, and those born in the Soul Refining Sect must be the likes of evil demons? The old man wanted to ask, could it be that if you are not born in the Immortal Sect, you must be a righteous person and a good person?"

Hearing this, Ling Shengcai said: "This is not necessarily, there are many sanctimonious people in the Immortal Sect, and intrigue is also common. ”

The gray-clothed old man chuckled and said, "In this case, what good and evil are there to distinguish? It's just to protect interests, so it's just a fight, just pretending to be a demon subduing and eliminating demons, which is really ridiculous." ”

Ling Sheng said: "I am neither an Immortal Sect Elder nor a Sect Master, it is useless for my predecessors to tell me these truths. If you still want to eat some, roast the tiger corpse in front of you and make it into barbecue. ”

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this bullshit. ”

The old man in gray smiled quite heartily and said, "Since the old man has come to eat white food, he should chew the food and block his words, instead of talking with an empty tongue." ”

With a snap, Ling Sheng broke the dry wood and threw it into the fire.

Drinking soup and barbecue, it's a pity that there is no good wine.

The old man in gray shook his head and said, "I haven't eaten for many years, but fortunately, I won't starve to death." But since you can have a good meal at this time, how can you not have a good wine, you wait. ”

With that, the old man stood up.

Ling Sheng then raised his head, but he didn't see the figure of the old man, his eyes shrank slightly, and he was extremely dignified.

Suddenly, a palm slapped on Ling Sheng's shoulder.

Ling Sheng's back was suddenly soaked with cold sweat.

The gray-clothed old man walked over from behind Ling Sheng, carrying a pot of wine, the aroma of wine wafting, and said with a smile: "The old man has not eaten or eaten for many years, and he is not very good at distinguishing wine, so he has been delayed for a while, so you have to wait for a long time." ”

Ling Sheng was silent.

Just look up, and then it's gone, and in the blink of an eye, it's gone.

Such means......

Ling Sheng secretly clenched his palms, and saw that there were two drops of blood left on the wine jug, and the smell of blood was still there, so he knew that this old man went to kill people and snatch wine, but he just went back and forth, but he didn't know how far he went.

The old man in gray suddenly shook his head and said with a smile: "You see, the old man is confused, he only cares about getting the wine, but he forgets the wine glass. ”

Ling Sheng said: "The soup bowl is still there, why do you need a wine glass?"

The old man in gray shook his head and said, "This is fine wine, doesn't it stain the smell of wine?"

Ling Sheng said indifferently: "I just want to eat meat and drink wine, but I didn't come to drink wine, so particular, it will hurt my mood." ”

The old man in gray laughed and said: "You junior, you are more refreshing than the old man, so you can drink and eat meat, don't pay attention to it, don't pay attention to it." ”

The two soup bowls are filled with wine, the aroma of the wine is light but not strong, clear but not strong, it is really a fine wine.

Ling Sheng took a sip and was very satisfied.

The old man took a sip, but shook his head, and said to himself: "I haven't eaten or eaten for many years, and I really lost the ability to distinguish wine. Wait a minute, and the old man will go again. ”

Ling Sheng shook his head and said: "There is wine and meat, it is already excellent, I don't pay attention to it, but if the seniors want to, they can go." ”

Actually, the old man didn't think much of it. The gray-clothed old man snorted and said with a smile: "Since you think this wine is good, then you will drink it." ”

Wine and meat are available, although it is a wilderness, the equipment is not complete, and the delicacy is insufficient, but it also has a unique taste.

The two seem to have a good conversation with each other, drinking and eating each other.

Ling Sheng only used his left hand to take meat and drank with his left hand, while his right hand was always behind his back and did not show up.

The old man in gray knows it well, and he doesn't break it.

When the wine jug was empty, the old man patted his leg and said with a smile: "The old man thinks that your junior temperament is very suitable, and I have a lot of fate when I want to come to you." ”

Ling Sheng said: "Fate is caused by fate, just a meal of wine and food." ”

The old man in gray said with a smile: "What the old man said is not just the fate of a meal of wine and food. ”

Ling Sheng was not happy, but his heart sank slightly.

The old man in gray turned his head to look at the bottom of the mountain, and said casually: "The monkey over there in Miao Village, but yours?"

"Not bad. ”

"This monkey is very spiritual. The old man in gray smiled: "It must be a good wine, but unfortunately the wine has been drunk by you and me, and it is missing a sip." ”

Ling Sheng said: "This monkey has never been addicted to alcohol, and his predecessors are too worried. ”

"Not necessarily. The old man in gray said: "I know a spirit monkey who is not shallow, he is addicted to alcohol, you monkey is full of spirituality, I am afraid that he is also fond of wine, but the old man sees you and you don't seem to give it wine, if you have leisure in the future, you might as well give it a pot and taste it." ”

Ling Sheng said indifferently: "I wrote it down." ”

The old man in gray dusted off a wisp of dust from his shoulder, and said lightly: "The old man drinks and eats with you, and has similar interests, but he only knows your life, not the number?"

Ling Sheng said: "I have a low status and shallow Taoism, and I have not yet been officially included in the gate wall of the Kongming Immortal Mountain, and I have not been given the Dao name. ”

The old man said, "If you don't dislike it, why don't you let the old man give you a number?"

Ling Sheng said, "It's an honor. ”

The gray-clothed old man said with a smile: "What you practice is pure sword cultivation, and you will become an immortal in the future, but I see that you do not have the elegant aura of an immortal, and there is no compatibility with the word sword immortal." Your aura is sharp, and you are probably also a character who is obsessed with cultivation, obsessed with swords, almost like demons, why don't you call them sword demons?"

Ling Sheng said lightly: "The younger generation has not yet entered the demon, so he should not be able to use the word sword demon, if he is a sword idiot, there is still a little bit of compatibility." ”

The gray-clothed old man said: "If this is the case, then call it the Sword God?"

Ling Sheng sneered in his heart.

However, the old man in gray didn't say much, only sighed: "You and the old man have a good conversation, eating wine and meat, and you can really be called a friend who forgets the year." Before leaving, the old man was a little reluctant. ”

Ling Sheng was slightly stunned.

When I looked up again, the old man in gray was gone.

The mountain breeze is blowing, and the treetops are gently swaying.

Ling Sheng's vest was soaked, and a chill came from behind.