Beihong City has not changed at all in the past hundred years. It is still bustling and bustling, with a prosperous scene.
Tianshuiju, as a time-honored teahouse in Beihong City, has changed many owners, but its business is still prosperous, and it is the well-deserved No. 1 teahouse in Beihong City.
In the teahouse, sitting on the front seat, a young man wearing a white robe, extremely handsome, with a hint of dark red in his hair, eyebrows and eyes, was slowly shaking the tea cup in his hand, while
Sipping the fragrant tea while listening to the singer playing and singing a ditty.
"Master, do you still need Tiancha soup?" The waiter ran over diligently, holding a large copper teapot in his hand and asked.
"No!" The young man took out a tael of silver from his pocket and threw it on the table, and asked kindly: "May I ask, second brother, who is the current boss of Tianshui Residence?"
"Hey, Master, don't be so polite, you've already killed the villain!" The waiter said this, but he quickly picked up the silver and put it into his arms, and said with a smile on his face: "Master,
Look over there, the person drinking tea and reading in the corner is our boss. His surname is Zhuang, and he is not a local. It is said that he came to our Beihong City ten years ago because the boss of Tianshuiju was old at that time.
It’s already high, so the dealer bought it for a huge price!”
"Oh? Big price? This village boss is really willing to give it up!" The young man unconsciously played with the tea cup with his fingers and said with an eyebrow raised.
"Haha, it can only be said that our store owner is good at doing business. Although he spent a lot of money to sell the store, in the past ten years, not only has he made back the money he paid for the store, but he can also earn several times more.
!" the waiter said in a low voice.
"Really? Then I'm going to meet your shopkeeper!" The young man said, standing up with the teapot in hand, walked to shopkeeper Zhuang and sat down, with a smile on his lips: ""Spring Breeze Turns into Rain"?
Does Boss Zhuang want to become an immortal?"
Upon hearing this, Boss Zhuang couldn't help but tremble all over, and then slowly put down the somewhat broken ancient book. The words "Spring Breeze Turns into Rain" were clearly written on the cover.
"Your Excellency is very unlucky. Is this your first time coming to Tianshui Ju?" Boss Zhuang carefully looked at the young and handsome young man in front of him, and couldn't help but lower his voice and said: "Your Excellency also knows... about immortal cultivation? Can you tell me just by reading the title of the book?
Knowing that this is a person who practices immortal skills is really rare in this Beihong City!"
"Haha, it's okay, I know a thing or two!" The young man smiled slightly, looked at the middle-aged man with a red face and dark eyes, and took a sip of tea.
"Could it be that you are also an immortal cultivator?" Boss Zhuang asked, raising his eyebrows.
"Well, it's just a little dabbling!" the young man said, raising his hand to take the "Spring Breeze and Rain Chapter", flipping it casually in his hand a few times and then said: "This set of human-level skills has been used by four books.
Right? They are "Spring Breeze Turns into Rain", "Xia Lei Yunwu", "Autumn Rainbow Falling Leaves" and "Winter Snow is Silent", am I right?"
"Oh? What you said is all right!" Boss Zhuang showed surprise on his face: "You also know this set of exercises so well. Could it be that... you also come from that big sect?"
"The big sect you are talking about is the former Six Paths Sect or the mysterious Wuji Sect?" the young man asked with a slight smile.
"Uh... Your Excellency, exactly..." Boss Zhuang couldn't help but change his face.
"Okay, don't make me proud. You bought this Tianshui Residence at a high price. Do you have other motives or are you reluctant to let go of your old business? And...should I call you Boss Zhuang...or Boss Yan?"
"The young man's words became sharper.
"Wha...what Boss Yan? I don't know what you mean by what you said. Did you admit the wrong person?" Boss Zhuang's eyes narrowed slightly and his words flashed quickly.
"Haha, don't think that because you have changed your appearance, I can't recognize you. I can still remember your breath in the cold winter!" The young man chuckled.
"You...who are you?" Boss Zhuang was shocked and stood up suddenly, a wave of energy faintly exuding from his body.
"Don't be nervous, sit down! This is a city for mortals. Do you want to use the power of an immortal cultivator in your own teahouse?" The young man pointed his finger slightly at Boss Zhuang, and Boss Zhuang suddenly shook his whole body and became unconscious.
He sat back on the chair under control.
"Although you are only at the early stage of Consolidation, it is easy to destroy the entire Beihong City. Don't do those meaningless actions!"
"Senior...who are you, senior? I wonder what I can do for you?" Boss Zhuang had soybean-sized beads of sweat rolling down his head. His eyes were full of fear when he looked at the young man, and he could move a finger at will.
, and the person who controlled all his movements was far higher in cultivation than he knew how many times. Faced with this kind of existence, he simply gave up any idea of resistance.
"It's nothing, I'm just catching up with you. Don't worry, I won't do anything to you!" The young man looked at the table gently with his finger and said: "As for who I am, haven't you recognized me yet? Although I am
The appearance has changed slightly, but the general outline has not changed!"
"What? An old friend?" Boss Zhuang was stunned and searched for a long time in his mind. He didn't seem to know such a young and advanced immortal cultivator!
After carefully looking at the young man for a long time, Boss Zhuang's eyes narrowed the more he looked at him, and the shock and nervousness in his expression became more intense.
"You...you...you are Xiao Fan!" After Boss Zhuang guessed the identity of the other party, he fell down from his chair and sat on the ground in panic.
The guests in the tavern cast their eyes over.
The man in white is Xiao Fan.
Xiao Fan curled his lips helplessly and hurriedly stepped forward to help Boss Zhuang up. He also deliberately shouted loudly: "Oh, Boss Zhuang, I just said that your tables and chairs are too old and not strong. Why don't you still say that?"
If you don’t believe me, look, did you throw yourself? How about it? Consider the tables and chairs in our store? I’ll give you a 15% discount!”
Only then did all the customers realize, oh! That young man in white turned out to be selling tables, chairs and benches! But he was right. It has been hundreds of years since Tianshuiju opened its store, and the tables and chairs in this store have never been changed.
It is indeed very old!
"Xiao... Xiao Fan... Our Yan family can't stand you, are you here to ask for my life? Then... come on, I am neither your opponent nor will I resist. I owe you."
Yan Dong is willing to pay with his life!" Boss Zhuang sat down again with a grimace and whispered to Xiao Fan.
"Are you paying for your life?" Xiao Fan immediately raised the corner of his mouth and asked: "Do you think... what you two father and son have done can be repaid with your lives, which are like ants to me?"
This village boss is indeed in the cold winter.
That Yan Dong who once almost took his own life with his son Yan Hong and conspired to kill his parents!
Xiao Fan was on his way back to the Qingyang League when he passed by Beihong City and suddenly felt nostalgic, so he temporarily stopped in the city for a stroll.
However, it was such a coincidence that he accidentally spotted Boss Zhuang who was passing by the street.
What kind of cultivation level did Xiao Fan have at this time? He saw through everything about Boss Zhuang at a glance and knew that he was Yan Dong. He was also very puzzled as to what happened to Yan Dong who had not been heard from since he was rescued from him by Yan Nan and Ningshuang.
Still in Beihong City?
He followed Boss Zhuang all the way to Tianshui Residence.
"Then...then what do you want to do?" Boss Zhuang, no, it should be called severe winter now.
His whole body was trembling like chaff, and he looked at Xiao Fan with fear and asked.
Why doesn't he know how powerful Xiao Fan is? The name of the leader of the Qingyang League has long been heard by him, and he has long thought that one day he will have to pay for the wrongs he has done!
But he didn't expect that this day would come so suddenly.
"What do I want to do?" Xiao Fan calmly sat back on the chair, picked up the tea cup again, sipped it at his lips, and said quietly: "Let me ask you first, when you were taken away by the Wuji Sect people,
What happened?"
"Uh, you mean... the two people named Yan Nan and Ningshuang?" Yan Dong pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "I was taken to a strange place by them, and I don't know where it was, anyway.
It is a very huge mountain gate, and the sky is full of immortal cultivators with extremely terrifying cultivation levels."
Hearing Yan Dong's description, Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows and thought to himself: It should be a branch of Wuji Sect. It's strange. Wuji Sect has several branches on Yunhe Continent, and how could such an insignificant mortal like Yan Dong do this?
Taken to a mysterious branch?
"After they took me there, they locked me in a small dark room for half a year. Then they released me inexplicably. They didn't know what they wanted to do..." Yan Dong recalled: "
Oh, by the way, an old man who claimed to be an elder met me once and asked me for something, but I had no idea what he was talking about!"
"Oh? The elder of the Wuji Sect branch?" Xiao Fan's expression condensed: "What did he ask you for?"
"Let me think about it, it seems to be called a meteorite pot. How can I have something like that? If I did, would I have been a mortal for so many years?" Yan Dong sighed.
"The Sky Meteor Pot? What is that?" Xiao Fan frowned.
"What? Sky Meteor Pot?" Blood Shura, who was practicing cross-legged in the Heart Poison Crystal, suddenly widened his eyes.
Xiao Fan, who was beside him, asked doubtfully: "Senior Blood Shura, do you know what this Sky Meteor Pot is?"
"Of course I know. Is this kind of thing... in the earth screen world? It shouldn't be!" Blood Shura rubbed his chin and said solemnly: "That is... something that can destroy this world! It is called the three great annihilations.
One of the treasures of the world is the Sky Meteor Pot! The pinnacle king-level magic weapon!"