The house was filled with smoke, and the choking smoke was floating everywhere. The four people in the house seemed not to feel it.
The old man smiled and said: "The Seven Elements of Tianyuan seem to be a little unstable."
Su Fan frowned slightly, he could certainly see the internal fighting in the Tianyuan Sect.
The old man in yellow clothes was killed inexplicably. Su Fan could vaguely guess who did it, but he just didn't mention it because it had nothing to do with him.
Purple and red are competing in a cloud, and the discord is extremely obvious.
As for the other series, the leader of the Green series did not appear, so Su Fan could not judge, but the secret competition between the other series was still extremely ordinary.
However, these are only limited to the knowledge between the seven elements, but a mortal can know it, and there is something wrong with it.
Su Fan still smiled and said: "Senior, as a mortal, how could he know about this cultivation sect?" His voice was still respectful, but he obviously took away the meaning of precaution.
The old man stroked his beard gently and said with a smile: "How can a mortal not know about the practitioners? They are not immortals."
"Practitioners are not immortals."
This sentence rushed into Su Fan's ears like a thunder. If a practitioner is not an immortal, then who is an immortal? Could it be that he really lives in heaven? But is that just a story?
The old man continued: "Practitioners can become immortals, but at least not among Tianyuan Sect."
Su Fan looked at the old man with complicated eyes and asked in a low voice: "Then, why do you think you are an immortal?"
The old man still smiled and said: "I am just a mortal, how can I know the things of immortals? It's just that my ancestors have passed down some fragments of words, and I have studied them a little.
If a mortal wants to become an immortal, it requires great fortune and extremely unnatural qualifications. If he gets a chance, he may become an immortal."
Su Fan sighed slightly and said: "Senior knows so much, so he must also know the identity of this junior."
The old man praised you: "You are not only kind-hearted, but also very smart. I have known your identity for a long time, ever since Xiaofeng mentioned you to me."
Su Fan was stunned, looked at Lin Xiaofeng who had been staring at the wine bottle, and asked: "Senior, can you guess the identity of this junior just by relying on a few words?"
The old man smiled and said: "I told you, I'm just a mortal. Xiaofeng and Honglan are very familiar with each other, so they already knew that there was going to be a deacon in the county capital."
Su Fan looked at Lin Xiaofeng awkwardly and was speechless for a moment.
The old man hurriedly said: "Do you still remember my question? There is some instability among the seven systems of Tianyuan Sect. What do you think?"
Su Fan looked a little solemn. This topic was not a light one. It was related to the rise and fall of a great sect.
Su Fan said calmly: "Tian Yuan Sect is composed of seven series, each series has its own value. This is also an exquisite arrangement of our ancestor Tian Yuanzi.
The seven peaks between the seven series just form an exquisite heaven-destroying formation. Perhaps even the legendary immortals cannot break the formation forcibly.
Juniors, I accidentally learned the secret method of Tianyuanmen, the practice method of Tianyuan Seven Colors, and found that seven colors produce seven colors, which are bright when opened, and destroyed when combined.
I think the intention of the ancestors of Tian Yuanzi is also very clear, if the seven lines are unstable, the entire Tianyuan Sect will be completely destroyed."
The old man nodded gently and said "good luck" three times. After that, he never mentioned the matter and just paid silent attention to the still-warming wine bottle.
After a while, Lin Xiaofeng shouted: "Okay, that's enough. If you don't drink it, it will be wasted."
The old man smiled and said: "I have been waiting for three months, and I am not in a hurry. Why are you in a hurry? If you want to drink, the guests must drink first."
Lin Xiaofeng said displeased: "So what about the guest? Shouldn't the guest let his elder brother drink first?"
The old man smiled bitterly and said: "You want him to call you big brother? That's all, that's all God's will. Su Fan, just call me big brother."
Su Fan paused slightly. Both of these two people seemed to be much older than Su Fan. Although Su Fan was a cultivator, it was extremely inappropriate to call these two people.
Of these two people, one is like a child, and the other is already gray-haired and looks like a hundred-year-old man.
Su Fan called out unnaturally: "Brother."
The old man said with a smile: "Learning the art of making wine is actually difficult to say, easy to say. Let's talk about it after drinking this pot of wine." As he spoke, the old man had taken out the wine pot and found a small wine glass somewhere on his body.
Come and pour the wine gently.
Lin Xiaofeng shouted: "Drinking means drinking happily, how can you use this small wine glass to drink, pretending to be poor and elegant?"
The old man coughed twice and handed a glass of poured wine to Su Fan, indicating to taste it.
Su Fan nodded and smiled, and drank all the wine in the glass. The glass was not big, but a little bit of wine was enough to make Su Fan feel intoxicated. A strong sense of drunkenness came over him, but he did not want to fall down.
, I want to have another drink.
The old man seemed to know Su Fan's thoughts, and quickly handed him another cup. When he entered the mouth of the second cup, the spicy taste stained the tip of his tongue, and a sense of numbness filled the tip of his tongue.
However, the more he drank, the more he wanted to drink. Then Su Fan picked up the wine glass again and drank a glass carefully.
When the wine entered his stomach, it felt like cold water without any taste. Su Fan suddenly bowed to the old man and said, "Thank you, old sir, for your advice."
Lin Xiaofeng was still pouring wine from a large bowl and didn't pay any attention to Su Fan's move.
The old man looked as usual and said: "It's just three glasses of light wine, how can I give you advice?"
Su Fan stood up and said respectfully: "The old man's first glass of wine is to tell the younger generation not to think that he will be ecstatic because he has achieved some small achievements.
The second cup is meant to tell the younger generation: Don’t forget your original intention of practicing. I haven’t avenged my great revenge, but I want to indulge in alcohol and lust. How can I do that?
The third cup is meant to tell the younger generation that unusual things always happen in the ordinary, and this is a disaster for the younger generation.
Please ask the old gentleman to give some guidance to the younger generation."
The old man smiled faintly and said: "How dare a mortal give advice, but I don't have that much intention. It's just a pot of wine."
Su Fan bowed again and sat down silently, lowering his head and wondering what he was thinking.
The old man was like Su Fan. After a while, the old man raised his head and said, "I'm serious about giving advice. I just know that Honglan has a younger brother named Hongyuan."
Su Fan looked normal, but the waves in his heart were like a rolling river, unable to calm down.
Since Hong Yuan is Hong Lan's younger brother, Su Fan had previously guessed that Hong Yuan had died long ago, but there was someone who looked like Hong Yuan, but he didn't know who he was.
When he entered the county capital, he was treated like that by the elder. I guess there was something wrong with that.
Later, Honglan showed no murderous intention towards Su Fan and gave him a lot of freedom. This made Su Fan even more confused. It was like a huge puzzle.
But who is this person who set up the trap? Is it the old man in red or someone else?
Su Fan was not asking these questions, but asked: "I wonder if the old gentleman is a drunken immortal."
The old man laughed loudly and said: "How can the Drunken Immortal be an ordinary person? The Drunken Immortal is an immortal."