The interior decoration of Tenglan Pavilion is extremely simple and simple, not as gorgeous as its appearance. Several women with excellent appearance led a young man in white to enter the second floor. The cigarettes were curling and the warm wind made people feel much more comfortable in their body and mind.
I saw an ordinary-looking old man sitting upright behind a coffee table, holding a ceramic teapot in his hand, washing several exquisite small tea cups over and over again.
Seeing the young man in white lifting the curtain and walking in, the old man smiled faintly and said, "I learned that my friend had visited him last night. I am really happy all night. When I saw him, I was exactly the same as I imagined. He was full of heroism and was full of dragons and phoenixes."
Seeing the old man Feng Xian Daoji's appearance, the young man in white couldn't help but beware of it in his heart. He always felt that things were strange. How could it be his turn for such a good thing for no reason? So he said with a little caution: "The elder is too good. How can a poor man in the next few days be able to catch your eye?"
The old man obviously noticed his caution, waved his hand and smiled, "Mr. Mo is too humble. He was a hero who once was a hero in the world, and was a minister and a title of Dashigong. How could he not be the word "The Dragon and Phoenix" among the people?"
A huge wave of waves surged in the heart of the young man in white. Unexpectedly, the old man would reveal his identity in one word and have a clear understanding of his background.
However, his face remained silent. He did not deny the old man's words, but said lightly: "He came across the ocean, but he didn't expect that someone would still see his identity clearly. The elder's methods are indeed very clever."
How could the old man couldn't hear the sarcastic in his words? He smiled helplessly and explained: "It seems that Mr. Mo has indeed misunderstood. In the next step, he has no clever means. He just understands a little astronomy and geography and makes a living."
The young man in white had a little disdain in his eyes and said sarcastically: "Can you white have such an exquisite attic? You have to pay fifty gold coins if you get a license plate? The gentleman is so arrogant that he is afraid that even the princes and nobles can't compare with him."
The old man Daogu finally stopped washing the tea set and didn't care about the sarcasm of the man with sword-browed and star-eyed eyes in front of him. He smiled faintly: "Although my Tenglan Pavilion is not as tall as a temple, it can be considered unique. Bai Ding wants to see me with gold coins, of course, he cannot be easily released at will. Only a person with eye-catching style can do it for a while, otherwise I will be busy all my life."
He glanced at him coldly, and the young man in white said sarcastically: "The elder has such a big tone. I think he can definitely answer my question today. It seems that someone Mo must ask for advice."
The old man smiled and said, "I can still guarantee this matter."
Seeing him so arrogant, the young man snorted coldly and asked, "There is Yiwuzi Mountain in the land of all countries. How dare you ask where is Wuzi Mountain?"
The old man poured himself a cup of tea, meditated with his eyes closed for a moment, and finally slowly spoke: "In the southwest of the Orlando Empire, there is a principality named Lusen, and Wuzi Mountain is within it..."
Speaking of this, he moved his fingers twice, and then said, "But the saying of Wuzi Mountain is the title three thousand years ago. Now the name of that mountain has been changed to Kilimanjaro... I don't know this reply, are you satisfied with it?"
He finally asked back lightly, his eyes full of jokes, like an old naughty boy with a childlike heart, which caused several maids around him to lower their heads and laughter. The atmosphere in the entire attic became much more active in an instant.
The young man in white was also shocked by his words. He had inquired for so long but no one knew about it. The old man actually said the location directly and his current name.
Although I had believed it in my heart, my face remained silent. He said lightly: "How can I know that the elder is not lying to me? After all, Kilimanjaro is more than ten thousand miles away from here. It is impossible to confirm it now."
The old man nodded, his face still calm, filling the teacup in his hand again, "Mr. Mo's words are very correct. Everyone will say vernacular words. That little bit of evidence must come out..."
He looked up at the young man opposite him, and then said, "This time, my friend traveled thousands of miles and left all fame and fortune to come to the Orlando Empire. There should be no more than five people who know your purpose. Although I am not talented, I know roughly what you are doing...
There is a monster in the Kilimanjaro Mountains called Brahsha. Legend has it that its soul can drive away internal injuries caused by the power of the undead. You should have a close person who was severely injured by the demon gods in the undead clan. Now, Brahsha is urgently needed to resolve the damage. May I ask my friend, is there any mistakes in my words?"
David Mo could no longer remain calm and showed an incredible expression. Only the Feen and his wife knew the purpose of his trip, and it was impossible to reach the fourth person's ears. How did this old man know?
He couldn't help but secretly shocked and said, "Is this old man really the kind of legendary figure who can observe the celestial phenomena at night and can be explored for thousands of years?"
So he finally looked solemnly and bowed slightly, "I just felt disrespectful to the elders, and I hope you can forgive me."
The old man waved his hand and laughed, "My friend is too worried. I have long been used to being free from my surname. I don't care about some secular rituals at all... Sit down and taste the tea I made to see if I can catch my friend's eyes."
This young man in white was David Mo who was notified yesterday. He was convinced that this Tenglan Pavilion was definitely not a false reputation.
After sitting down, he picked up the hot tea handed over by the old man and drank it lightly. He said a little embarrassedly: "Sorry, I was born in the wild since childhood and am not very proficient in tea ceremony, so it is difficult to taste good or bad."
The old man nodded and said, "The friend's words are straightforward and simple, without any hypocrisy and artificiality. With this, he can be ranked among the heroes of the times..."
But then he changed his voice and smiled faintly: "I believe Mr. Mo must be curious why I would invite you to come to Xiaoxue alone... This question is actually very simple. First, you are young and talented, and your future is unlimited. Second, there is a reluctant request, wanting to bother Mr.
David Mo's eyes flashed slightly, he gently lowered the teacup in his hand, and said lightly: "I am only worried that my ability is shallow, and things may be beyond my ability."
He specifically emphasized the four words within his ability, and firmly believed that there was no good banquet for the banquet. This old man was either exorcising his kindness or stealing his robbery without any trouble, and would never tell him such precious news in vain.
Of course the old man understood what he meant and smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Mo, this matter is not a difficult matter, and as long as you are willing to help, I can tell you another news - it's about your father, and it's worth the money."
David Mo's heartbeat began to get faster. News about his father was indeed very important to him, but he was worried that this would be a trap. Since the incident on Fire Island, he always felt a deep sense of uneasiness.
Seeing his hesitant look, the old man did not urge him, but said slowly: "I have no talent in the martial arts path. Now that I am over 70 years old, I am only at level 1 silver.
But thanking God, I finally understood the changes of astrological signs after thinking hard. Although I couldn’t see through some things, I could always understand them as long as I thought carefully. Therefore, in the Gobi area of Kosovo, I gained the reputation of a great elder, and I could support my family..."
He said while paying attention to David Mo's expression. Seeing that he was still silent and refused to speak, he continued, "My real name is Leo. If Mr. Mo doesn't mind, he can call me Brother Leo. After all, being able to meet thousands of miles away is also a fate between you and me."
David Mo was not interested in his so-called past events, and even more unbelievable about his so-called transmissive astrological changes. The biggest possibility is that this old man had some kind of adventure and gained a predictable ability.
But he believed that this ability could never be used without limits. It must be some limitations, and it may even cost a certain price, but he could not guess what it was.
However, Leo has already said this to this point. If he continues to remain silent, it will seem a bit pretentious, so he said lightly: "Elder Leo... talk about what it is first, maybe I can do it."
A hint of joy flashed in Leo's eyes. He was so terrifying about human hearts that he immediately felt the young man in front of him.
Without any concealment or dodging, he described generously: "Just on your way to Luxen, there is a principality called Estonia. I heard that several surrounding principalities are preparing to unite to annex it, so I would like to ask you to help protect this poor little principality..."
David Mo shook his head and refused directly: "Don't you find it ridiculous? Let me resist the common power of several countries alone? This is too much of a joke. My cultivation is not that strong yet!"
He has not been so arrogant that he can fight against the joint armies of several countries alone. Even a diamond-level expert will be overwhelmed by hundreds of thousands of troops.
Leo smiled and waved his hand, explaining: "Mr. Mo, you misunderstood. I don't dare to let the teacher take such a risk. It's just that you need to solve a few senior generals so that no one can lead the troops to fight..."
David Mo's eyes flashed twice, and he felt that he could not see through this old man. He spent such a lot of money on a small country with no connections. Could he be a benevolent wise man who saves all living beings?
"The cultivation level of a senior general is probably not low. With the cultivation level below, the teacher may be disappointed." After saying this, he prepared to get up and leave. Although the news about his father was extremely precious, it is urgent to save his surname.
Leo patted his palms gently, and saw several exposed girls walking in with several documents in their hands. He smiled faintly and said, "This is the information of those generals. Mr. Mo might as well make a decision after reading it..." (To be continued.)