Journey To Longevity

Hearing the price, the blue-faced old man immediately wrinkled his face into a chrysanthemum with a smile, rubbed his hands and said, "There is no bottle of wine that requires a high-grade spirit stone, which is more expensive than those ordinary 800-900-year-old elixir. Brother, did you misunderstand the price, it is a middle-grade spirit stone."

"That's right, I'm not trying to blackmail you. Everyone knows that my Zhang family's business has always been fair and innocent. If you don't believe me, you can ask all the distinguished guests in the building to see if the Poguang wine is worth a piece. High-grade spirit stone." The shopkeeper said loudly.

"As soon as the blue-faced old man heard this, he immediately looked around at the dozens of monks who had heard the reputation, bowed his hands, and bowed deeply: "Brothers and sisters, I'm new here, I don't know what kind of treasure this Poguang wine is. How could it be worth a high-grade spirit stone? "

An old man in Confucian shirt who was sitting closer to the door stroked his beard and said with a smile:

"Brother, shopkeeper Zhang didn't lie to you. Poguang Wine is produced in Qinghuo Valley. It is a famous spirit wine in Yuanxiao City. The Tier elixir is poor, and it’s worth the money. The quantity of this wine is limited, I’ve been asking for it for more than half a year, and I haven’t gotten it yet.”

According to the disposition of most monks who have always had nothing to do with themselves, the old man in Confucian shirts is naturally not a person who likes to join in the fun. It's just that in the Zhangjia Baiyuan Restaurant, he can drink the Poguang wine as soon as he comes. He also knows that this blue-faced old man is probably not an ordinary person.

Of course, there may be some unscrupulous shops that would cheat people, but the Zhang family's Poguang wine has always been selling well. As long as it appears on the market, no one will buy it. How could they do such a thing of self-destructing the brand?

In addition, there is a Yuanying ancestor behind the Zhang family, and he values ​​his family's face more.

Hearing this, the blue-faced old man took out a gray cloth storage bag from his arms, but he still held it tightly in his hands, with a look of reluctance. He knew that he would be insane sometimes, and it was very possible to do anything, so he didn't make any more excuses.

Seeing the behavior of the blue-faced old man, the old man in Confucian shirt smiled all over his face, but he couldn't help thinking in his heart that this person is probably an old monster who plays games in the world, otherwise how could he have the right to drink Dao Guangjiu?

It should be noted that the shopkeeper Zhang has been running the restaurant for decades, and he has seen countless monks coming and going. He only needs to take a look at it, and he can roughly understand who can afford the price of Poguang Liquor, and what kind of people can't. rise.

At this time, the blue-faced old man saw that the shopkeeper was standing in front of him intentionally or unintentionally, and blocked the way with a smile on his face. He sighed, and then fumbled out of the storage bag one after another. Lingshi.

It's just that after taking more than 70 yuan, he found more than a hundred low-grade spirit stones, and said with a embarrassed expression: "Brother, I only have these spirit stones on me. I owe the rest first, and make an IOU." , Wait for me to go out and kill a few monsters, and I will pay off the debt later."

Seeing this, shopkeeper Zhang couldn't help but mutter in his heart how this real person couldn't come up with a top-grade spirit stone. In his impression, after the old man showed a little bit of the magic power of the lower golden core stage, he personally greeted him up to the second floor.

It's just that some old monsters have eccentricities. Although the Zhang family is not afraid of Jindan loose cultivators like the blue-faced old man, peace is the most important thing in business, so it's good not to provoke them.

Therefore, he had no choice but to accompany him in acting, and at the same time, to prevent this person from really having a king's meal.

But no one would have thought that all these things they thought were real were all illusions.

In the short moment before the bright-hearted red-haired monk left, the memories of some people in the building had already changed like spring wind and rain.

Such methods are really unpredictable, and it is no wonder that those great monks are rumored to be indifferent. If these Mahayana venerables don't want to show up in front of people, then even if other monks see it, they will forget it in a blink of an eye without knowing it.

The reason why Mingxin is like this is nothing more than the fact that he has not seen fellow Taoists of the same generation for more than 100,000 years, and he became playful by chance.

The Rushan old man was also frowning slightly at this moment, but after a few breaths, he stood up, came to the two of them, and said:

"Shopkeeper Zhang, my brother and I hit it off right away. I'll just pay for the remaining spirit stones. You don't have to worry about it. Money is always tight. If you have more money in the future, you can return it if you have the spirit stones." I am. I am Tang Yu, the elder of the Tang family on Xiaofeng Island, when my brother passes by in the future, if you have time, you may wish to sit down."

After speaking, Tang Yu flipped his hands and took out more than twenty pieces, making up the hundreds.

A high-grade spirit stone is worth more than a hundred medium-grade spirit stones. It's just that shopkeeper Zhang also knew that the monks of the Tang family's ancestors had an old relationship with his own ancestors, so he didn't say anything more, and immediately waved his sleeves and put a pile of spirit stones on the ground into the storage bag.

After Tang Yu paid the Lingshi for the old man, he confessed his identity, and he didn't stay for long, and immediately walked towards the door very simply. He was betting that this blue-faced old man was a high-ranking monk, to see if he could get a friendship or a chance. Even if not, then the loss is only some spirit stones, and one or two Tier 2 sea beasts will be returned after hunting.

At the same time, he also understands that he can't be in a hurry with his petty thoughts, and whether he can succeed or not depends on his fate, so naturally he won't bother this old man who seems to be a weird old man anymore, so he just left.

But when Tang Yu was about to leave the door, the blue-faced old man suddenly changed his expression, and appeared outside the door, with his back turned to everyone, and said in a deep voice, "Brother Tang, wait a minute, and drink A glass of wine, it's not peaceful outside now!"

The shopkeeper and Tang Yu in front of the door were a little puzzled when they heard the words, they didn't understand what the old man meant.

Just when he was about to ask a question, a very strong and majestic monster aura suddenly came from a distance. The faces of the two changed, but they were not too frightened. After all, they are now in the city, which is the safest place in the entire Nanzhou.

But they and the guests in the restaurant couldn't help running to the door one after another, wanting to find out.

On the contrary, the blue-faced old man smiled and walked towards the restaurant, calling out loudly:

"Don't join in the fun, everyone come in, so as not to lose your life. Today, for the sake of Brother Tang, as long as I protect the monks in the restaurant, I will protect them all. I don't care about the outside."

Everyone just thought the old man was talking nonsense.

But as soon as the guests in the restaurant went outside, they felt a huge shadow cast on the ground and passed over their heads.

When he raised his head, he saw that it was a sixty to seventy feet long black flood dragon, and the monster aura lingering around his body made everyone breathless.

And behind this black dragon, there are several dragons of various colors that are about thirty feet long.

One or two dragon monsters spewed ice or thunder fire from their mouths from time to time, wreaking havoc in all directions.

As for other directions, there are Xuangui, Kui Niu, Suanni and other Nascent Soul monsters of various races, all wrapped in billowing monster energy, flying towards various places, it seems that their purpose is very clear.

Seeing the body shape of these flood dragons and the aura they exude, how can they not know that they are all Nascent Soul monsters, all of them turned pale, crawling and crowding into the restaurant.

"Don't waste time on these ants, first destroy the teleportation circle in the city. You two, Ao Jue and Ao Hui, follow me to Xuanyuan Palace, and Ao Chen, you three go to Lianggu Peak, kill the human Nascent Soul, destroy The teleportation circle in the cave." Ao Xuan said in a buzzing voice.