Ziwu and a few people went all the way north and stopped at the ancient town of Yinxian, which was 300 miles away from Rushan, and a few people found an inn near the mountains and rivers.

Although the inn is large, the furnishings inside and outside are extremely simple and not luxurious. A few people understand that the ancient town of Yinxian leads to the north and south, the east and west, the geographical location is very important, and there are often cultivators who come to stay, these people spend money generously, and they are deeply loved by the innkeeper.

Most of the people in the monasticism pay attention to "go to luxury and elegance, and return to the truth", which is because the innkeeper does what he likes, and the inn should be set up with simple furniture, but the hygiene and food samples are excellent. As a result, the inn has gone from good to good, and is now one of the biggest and best inns in the town.

Above the door of the inn hangs a plaque painted with vermilion lacquer, on which are written with four big characters of Qin Li. Entering the gate, there was a large house with hundreds of wooden tables on display, and nearly half of the tables were empty at the moment.

A few people picked a table by the window and sat down, and asked for a few side dishes and a pot of the inn's signature wine, Qixian Brew.

Ziyin put Xiaoyu down, poured a glass of wine for each of them, and didn't respect others, so he drank it first, smacked his lips, and said: "The wine of this inn is getting better and better, not only fragrant, but also mellow, it is indeed a treasure in the wine." ”

Zishu took a sip of wine and said: "The three junior disciples of Ziwen Ziyi Zishu obviously said that they would come to this Qixian Inn to meet us on the day of the moon, and today is the period of hope, but I haven't even seen their shadows, this guy is too untrustworthy, after coming back, I have to reprimand them." ”

Ziwu said: "I think they must have been delayed on the road, so we are still waiting for them here, so that we can go back together to report to your masters." ”

Ziyin looked at the sword that his junior brother put on the table, then remembered the past, and said, "Senior brother Ziwu, you said that the sword demon boy is holding the sword of our Rurenmen, why don't we snatch it back?"

Ziwu said: "Who is the Sword Demon Prince, I think that he broke into the mighty Dragon Tiger Gate alone back then, killing more than 10,000 people in the Dragon Tiger Gate, and he didn't even blink his eyes." Who is not afraid in the rivers and lakes, there is a saying that 'I would rather offend King Qin Guang than offend the sword demon son'. We haven't figured out the reason yet, so don't provoke people yet, lest we ...... later."

Ziyin bent the corners of his mouth, interrupted him, and said, "I don't realize that our powerful Ziwu junior disciples are also afraid of people. ”

Ziwu glanced at him secretly, ignoring her little woman's appearance, and continued: "With our ability, we can't get that 10,000-year-old ginseng, but that person Xiaoyiwei's child can easily get it, where is the mystery in between?"

Zishu said: "He's a kid with a big turnip, but he's just a shit luck!"

Ziyin sighed and said, "That's not necessarily, he is the little young master of the Royal Dragon Valley, and he is not the same as ordinary children." You don't see that his eyes glow a strange blue light, and you say that's ...... Alas, this time we went to Gujing Village to join in the fun, and we didn't even catch half a hair. ”

"Desireless Mirror!" it was Xiao Yu, who was physically and mentally exhausted, who spoke, and after she said this, she lay on the table and closed her eyes.

When Ziyin heard this, she immediately patted her on the shoulder and asked, "Desireless Mirror, what is that?" After speaking, she turned her gaze to the two classmates, but Zishu Ziwu was also at a loss, obviously she had never heard of this thing.

Xiao Yu reluctantly cheered up again and said, "I heard the elders say this, and I don't know what it is. ”

Ziwu said: "Okay, let's not talk about it, let's concentrate on eating." ”

The men stopped talking, and in a blink of an eye they ran out of wine and food, and their cups and plates were empty. A few people told the two brothers Yunyuan and Yunqing again, and considered the hidden facts, but they still had no clue.

Ziwu said: "I've been tired of running around for the past few days, I think everyone is tired, let's go to the house to rest, and wait for Senior Brother Ziwen to come back by the way." ”

Ziyin stretched his waist, picked up Xiaoyu, and said, "Senior Brother Ziwu has said so many things, this sentence is the most correct. Yes...... I've wanted to rest for a long time. ”

A few people were walking into the house, only to hear a deep and low voice as if drunk and woke up: "The world doesn't know Dongfang Shuo, and the Great Hidden Golden Gate is an immortal." As the so-called big hidden in the city, small hidden in the wild, I want Dongfang Shuo back then...... This allusion is the earliest source of the fairy. Behind this sound is the sound of strings, loud and heavy. The two voices complement each other and add momentum to each other.

When they turned their heads, they saw two young men, one of whom looked to be twenty-seven or eighteen years old, dressed in white, but his clothes were dirty and stained with many stains, and they were patched, like a poor scholar, who was the storyteller. The other, who was only about eleven or twelve years old, was dressed in coarse cloth and held a handful of half-old and half-used sanxian.

Ziwu glanced at the two, although he felt that this storyteller was very knowledgeable, but when he thought that there were literati everywhere in this world, he didn't pay much attention to it, and wanted to leave.

Unexpectedly, the eyes of the white-clothed storyteller moved, and he said to the little boy, "The opportunity to make a fortune has come." As he spoke, he staggered towards the others.

The little boy whispered: "Grandpa, these people are not easy to mess with, let's find another way to make money." After saying that, he went to grab the clothes of the man in white, but the man in white moved like a rabbit, and was very agile, and the little boy caught a void.

The left foot of the man in white was hooked by the table leg, and the whole person fell to the ground, just blocking the way of several people.

Ziyin looked at him angrily, if it weren't for seeing that he was drunk, he would really step on him.

A few people bypassed him, and only after a few steps, the man in white said drunkly: "If I'm not mistaken, how many people should be from the Confucian Sect?"

Ziyin replied casually: "How do you know?" but he didn't think that this poor scholar was very well-informed.

Unexpectedly, the man in white said: "A few people with plump faces, tenacity in white, and dragon-shaped tiger steps, when they vomit, they are naturally natural, and they are bound by courtesy, which must be because they have practiced the secret art of Confucianism - Junren is a guest in the world." ”

"Oh?" Ziwu was shocked, he didn't expect a storyteller to know so much, this has exceeded the boundaries of an ordinary intellectual, he couldn't help but turn his head and asked, "I don't know what else this brother knows?" Ziwu had already respected him, and changed this title to brother Ren.

The man in white took another sip of wine, and said as if he was drunk: "I don't know in the sky, but I know everything in the earth." ”

Ziyin heard it interesting and asked, "Then what do you think of the three of us' cultivation in the future?"

The man in white groaned slightly, his eyes moved slyly, and said, "Then I'll talk about your current cultivation level first, and if I'm right, it's not too late for you to ask about your future cultivation." ”

As soon as a few people heard the reason, they said, "Then you can talk about it." ”

The man in white looked at the three of them and said, "In my opinion, this brother with a sword is tenacious, wise, kind-hearted, and loyal, and his cultivation in the Junren world has probably surpassed the two of you." ”

When Ziyin heard this, he was very unhappy in his heart, but he couldn't deny this fact, so he asked, "Then what do you think of the current cultivation level of me and Senior Brother Zishu?"

The man in white said: "Although this brother with a ring ruler is inferior to you in terms of intellect and is not as talented as yours in cultivating the Tao, he is open-minded, glorious and bright, cherishes good and abandons evil, and makes up for the shortcomings of innate nature with the strength of the future." I think the cultivation of the two of you, hehe, it's only half a catty. ”

When Ziyin heard this, it was as if she was saying that her little belly and chicken intestines were not kind, and she immediately said: "What does this cultivation have to do with the quality of your personal heart, you won't be us, right?"

The man in white said: "I don't dare to say other sects, but you Confucianism, hehe, you carefully taste the meaning of the words Junren Tianxiabin." He paused, and then said: "The words of this gentleman and benevolent guests in the world are nothing more than to say that he understands the Tao with a benevolent heart and convinces the public with benevolence. So, this practice has a lot to do with character. ”

Before Ziyin could refute, Ziwu immediately stopped her and said, "I hope Brother Ren will tell me about our future cultivation." ”

The man in white had a look on his face and said, "This is a heavenly machine!"

Ziyin saw that he was going to play tricks, and said sharply: "What a heavenly opportunity, I think you are playing tricks on us." ”

Ziwu also said: "Brother Ren, don't sell Guanzi, please make it clear." ”

The man in white smiled and said, "It's not that Tianji can't be said, it's just ......" He made a gesture to ask for money.

Ziyin was furious, clenched his fists, and said, "Do you want me to give you a few punches?"

Ziwu thought about it for a while, thinking that this guy was so powerful, he went around us in a circle at the beginning, all for money.