As soon as the genius was bright, people came and squatted near Lingfeng Tower.
And there are more and more people, and people from all religions and streams are gathering here.
There are acrobats, people selling sugar-coated haws, and people performing chest-breaking performances.
Suddenly, the street outside became extremely lively, and this competition became a grand event in the martial arts world.
Lu Bai was sleeping in the upper room and was awakened by the lively shouting outside.
I finally wanted to sleep in, but I didn't expect this group of people to be so enthusiastic.
Lu Bai had no consciousness of being one of the protagonists in the fight. He opened the window and shouted to the people shouting outside: "Noise, noisy, no sleep in the morning!"
With this angry shout, the people outside fell silent for an instant.
Logically speaking, when two masters are dueling, it is normal for them to bathe and burn incense before the duel, find a quiet place to sit quietly and make final adjustments to their mentality.
As a result, you were sleeping in the room, and when you were disturbed, you even opened the window and cursed.
Where is the style of a master?
It's a pity that Lu Bai doesn't talk about those things at all.
After closing the window, Lu Bai opened it again after a while.
"How do you sell those buns downstairs?" Lu Bai asked as he dipped a willow branch in charcoal and salt and brushed his teeth, then spat out the charcoal residue with mouthwash.
The atmosphere of life is so strong that some people below feel a little uncomfortable.
After taking the bun and throwing it in, Lu Bai weighed it twice, then suddenly tightened his grip, then the muscles in his hand bulged, and he twisted around and threw it!
The steamed bun turned into a meteor and hit the bun seller directly.
The man didn't even react, and was hit directly. His head tilted and he fell to the ground. The blood splattered turned the flour in front of the stall red.
"Killing someone?!"
No one thought that Lu Bai's methods would be so cruel.
For a moment, the lively crowd seemed a little panicked, fearing that Lu Bai upstairs would carry out an indiscriminate massacre.
"Don't panic!" At this moment, a voice came.
Lou Jingren, who was dressed as a scholar and had a sword on his waist, stood up at the bun stall, picked up the bun that Lu Bai had smashed out, and then tore it open.
Lou Jingren put the bun in front of his nose and sniffed it, then threw it aside.
"There's a fishy smell. If I guess correctly, there should be poison in it."
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of some people around him changed.
These buns are very fragrant. Many people sold them and ate them just now. Now tell them that they are poisonous?
"Don't worry, this poison should be specifically targeted." Lou Jingren said.
"I think it was because he saw you all eating the buns that Brother Lu bought them from him, and his subsequent little tricks were discovered by Brother Lu."
"The other party's poisoning method is very clever. I didn't notice it, but I understand people's hearts." Lu Bai also explained a little bit.
The other party's acting skills were not up to par. When Lu Bai picked up the steamed bun, the look on his face almost said he was going to eat it.
Yin people are a science. In this science, formal training is a variety of undermining methods, while reverse training is a method of self-protection.
First of all, you must learn to observe where the opponent has weaknesses. At the same time, you must also think about what your own weaknesses are and where the enemy can attack you.
With precautions in mind, coupled with careful observation of people who may attack, the possibility of being tricked will decrease drastically.
After the farce, the noise around them started again not long after.
As for the man selling steamed buns, he had already been dragged away and left somewhere unknown.
The remaining people were also very enthusiastic and still gathered around, waiting for noon.
The clouds in the sky were blown away by the breeze, and the long-lost sun in winter also showed its face, shining golden light, making everything holy.
Lu Bai still found something to eat, and then climbed to the roof of Lingfeng Tower just before noon.
Lingfeng Tower is not that high, there are many buildings around it that are taller than this restaurant.
At this moment, the surrounding upstairs rooms, windows and corridors were all filled with people.
Lu Bai, one of the protagonists, has already arrived, and now there is only one other one left, the one who is the most anticipated.
Linhaixian arrived on time, and when he walked out of the crowd, people discovered his presence.
He didn't act cool and fly directly to the top of the building with Qinggong. Instead, he walked up the stairs step by step, and his figure was even a little rickety.
At this time, people seemed to realize that this Linhai Immortal was already old enough.
His skin is dark, with some wrinkles, and his gray hair, although it is neatly arranged, still reveals a trace of twilight.
Linhaixian rarely appears formally in front of the crowd like this, maybe because he doesn't want people to find out that he is old.
Because once Linhaixian gets old, her deterrence will decrease, and many people and many things will appear again.
"So, Xian Hui is the youngest?"
Someone murmured these words, with an expression of inexplicable fear, as if it was not Linhaixian who was growing old, but himself.
Some people who admired Linhaixian felt vaguely uneasy in their hearts at this moment.
Why did Linhai Xianhui agree to Lu Bai's invitation to fight and reveal the fact that he was old?
Linhaixian climbed to the top of the building, swept away some snow on one side of the roof, and then stood up and stabilized his body.
"I used to like climbing on roofs, but unfortunately now that I'm old, I'm afraid of falling." Linhaixian didn't mean to hide it at all, and even started talking with Lu Bai.
"Because masters always like to be in high places." Lu Bai also joked with a smile.
"I didn't plan to come originally, but it's a pity that you are so cunning. You said that I wouldn't come, so you went around to publicize that I was dead."
"When I used to update novels, whenever the author didn't update, I would tell people that he was dead."
"Then that author is really unlucky." Linhaixian laughed. Although he didn't quite understand what it meant to update novels, it was definitely not a good thing to be targeted by a bastard like Lu Bai.
"It's almost noon." Linhaixian smiled and looked up at the sky. In winter, facing this old man, even the sunlight seemed a bit softer.
"Absolutely." Lu Bai did not look at the sun, but at Linhaixian.
"Then let's get started. I hope you can survive." Linhaixian did not have a sword on him.
He opened his hands slightly and looked at Lu Bai with a pair of slightly cloudy eyes, which then became brighter and brighter.
Visible air surges appeared on the body, and the snow swept aside by Linhaixian continued to melt, and then began to vibrate like water on a loud drum.
After the vibration reached the limit, these water flows suddenly flew up and gathered together along with the Qi of Linhaixian.
The water flowed slowly and turned into a three-foot water sword.