True Martial World

When I heard the old man, Yi Yun gave a slight glimpse. Although he was just nervous, but in fact, the appearance would not be confused. I didn’t expect the old man to guess that he had met the enemy and came to the teahouse to avoid it. This is probably his one. I didn’t say why I started calling myself.

Yi Yun did not answer, but said: "The old man, I am really thirsty, what tea and food are free to come."

"Some of the rough tea is not enough for the official."

The old man said this, but he still prepared a pot of tea and some dried fruits.

Tea is just an ordinary spiritual tea, but it is brewed by the old man, but there is a different kind of fragrance. Yi Yun teased the tea with a bowl and took a sip and nodded: "Good tea."

The old man shook his head: "The guest officer said, laughing, how can you see these coarse teas as a guest officer."

Yi Yun put down the tea bowl. He looked at the old man. Although the other party is old, but the fire of life in the body has not yet reached the point of the candle in the wind, it should still have a life span of several hundred years...

Yi Yun said: "It is a state of mind to drink tea. In contrast, tea itself is sometimes not so important. For example, you are an old man. You are in such a tea house, but you can set up such a tea house. The teas and foods sold here are only priced at some jade. This kind of business income is far from enough rent. If there is no good mood, I am afraid that I will not operate these."

When I heard Yi Yun, the old man smiled and said: "The guest officer, this teahouse is actually old, so you can't use the rent..."

When I heard the old man, Yi Yun was a little surprised. He didn't have to ask and knew that Wucheng's shop should be expensive. The old man only had Yuanjingjing, and actually had such a shop?

"It was my son who left it to me." The old man waved his hand and gave Yi Yun some meat.

Seeing that the elderly are not willing to say more, Yi Yun does not ask much. He said: "The elderly, you know, in this Wucheng, where can I buy the top Tiandi treasure?"

"The top heavens and treasures... If you say the top Tianbao treasure, or in the inner city of Wucheng, that is, the sixth city where Wuling Palace is located, this whole Wucheng, Wuling Palace occupies the middle blockbuster Land, just entering the inner city needs a pass..."

“Passport? How to get it?” Yi Yun saw the marking of the sixth area on the map, but the qualifications for entering the city were not introduced on the map.

"Every year, Wuling Palace will let the military submit an application, and the pass will be issued after the assessment. However, the conditions for the assessment are very strict, and the time for this year's assessment has passed, and you may not get a pass."

When I heard the introduction of the old man, Yi Yunzhen lived. The Wuling people were so troublesome. An inner city had to have a permit to enter, and the distribution was so troublesome.

The old man saw the thoughts of Yi Yun and said: "The Wuling people are ancient survivors. Their blood is special and their talents are outstanding. In fact, they all look down on us outsiders. In the Wuling people, there are also some outsiders who become elders, but in general They are all squeezed and suppressed. In the sixth city, more than 90% of them are Wuling people."

The old man said slowly, Yi Yun was a little surprised. The old man was so low, but he knew so many things.

He glanced at the old man's Dantian. He was not the kind of person who was injured and fell into the realm. He was a really low-ranking warrior and had no martial arts talent.

"Thank you, the elderly told me so much. It seems that I can only go to other places to see."

Yi Yun didn't want to wait for some materials in order to wait here. He also considered quietly sneaking into the inner city, but thought that the ancestors of the gods were still in the city, the risk is too high, or forget it.

Yi Yun is planning to pay to leave, the old man said: "The passenger officer does not have to leave, there is a pass for the old, it is useless to keep, can give it to you."

"Oh?" Yi Yun looked at the old man with amazement. This old man still has this thing? He just said that the issuance of passes is very strict.

The old man said: "It was also given to me by my son. He is a disciple of the Wuling people..."

It turned out to be...

Yi Yun nodded. He felt that the fire of life in this old man was more prosperous than the ordinary Yuan Jijing. He was afraid that he would eat some long-lived medicinal herbs. He wanted to come to him by his son.

It is also a tea house, a medicinal herb, and a pass. His son is filial.

"Guest, you go to the house with me to take it..."

When the old man talks, he has to close the tea house.

Now just after noon, seeing the old man is about to close, Yi Yun said with embarrassment: "The old man does not have to be so anxious, you can do half of your business today, I can wait here until the evening."

The old man shook his head: "Nothing, no guests. This teahouse was only left to me by my son. Let me chat with a few old friends. By the way, I also provided some rest places for some low-level warriors who often enter and exit Wucheng. Now The business is also deserted, not a few people, it will be closed when it is closed..."

The old man has slowly locked the door.

He took Yi Yun through several lanes and went to a different courtyard. The yard was small. A tall cedar tree was planted in the middle. The lush crown covered the whole yard and looked cool and warm.

"It is a good place to stay."

Yi Yun thought sincerely that in Wucheng, such an elegant residence, it is certainly expensive, it seems that the son of this old man is really a bit of skill.

With the slight rubbing of the wooden shaft, the old man opened the door. In this yard, there was a little girl wearing a floral lattice, just hit a basin of water and clean a towel.

She looks only fifteen or six years old and full of youthful energy.

Seeing the old man coming in, she licked her lips and seemed to have something to say, but when she saw Yi Yun behind the old man, she wanted to stop and stopped.

"Grandpa, this person is..."

The little girl was originally weak, quite pitiful, but when she saw Yi Yun, she was alert.

"It's a guest of Grandpa, not a bad person, hey, you go to the bowl of tea."

The old man said, and Yi Yundao: "The guest officer will be in the living room for a while, and wait until the old ones to take the pass."

Yi Yun held a fist and said: "Thank you for the elderly, I don't know the price of this pass is..."

"Without money, I have no use to keep it. I don't have to go to the inner city anyway, I will leave it to you."

When the old man spoke, he went to the wing.

Yi Yun glanced at the back of the old man. It is reasonable to say that this old man is a perfect life. He has a son who is filial and promising, but he feels that there is always a cloud in the old man’s eyebrows.

Yi Yun slightly condensed, he curious, looked at the room that the little girl had just entered, he felt that there was a very weak breathing in the room, meaning that there was still a person living there.

Yi Yun couldn't help but feel a little sweeping, and immediately saw the scene in the house. At this point, he was stunned.

He saw a pale, **** young man lying on the couch, while the little girl was lying on the bed, picking up the towel and wringing, carefully wiping the young man's body.

The man didn't have any consciousness. If it wasn't for him, he still had a weak breath. Yi Yun almost thought he was dead.

This young man is very ill!

"Oh... you are coming soon, please, if you can't get better, what can I do with my grandfather..."

The girl wiped the man's face, and the tears couldn't help but roll down. Yi Yun looked at it and looked at it.

Oh...

This young man is the son of the old man?

I thought that the old man had just mentioned the son’s expression several times. It was not pride, but confused and heavy. Yi Yun suddenly understood that the old man’s son had been seriously injured in the bed and it was difficult to wake up.

Yi Yun couldn't help but glance at the young man's Dantian. He saw the Taoist palace.

Dojo Palace is double.

Compared with the age of the elderly, this young man is only a few hundred years old. He can reach the Dojo Palace at the age of several hundred. It is definitely a rare genius.

Such a genius, suddenly coma, and seeing death, is a pity.

I saw the little girl's pear flower with rain, and wiped the face of the young man in vain. Yi Yun felt inexplicably sad.

This young man is the pillar of the family, and now the top of the pillars fall, this grandson and the two in the days of Wucheng may be struggling.

I thought that the old man was selling those low-grade spirit teas, and that the back of the teahouse door was closed. Yi Yun felt that the soft place in his heart was touched...

"Guest, this pass I got it for you."

The old man walked out of the wing and took a bronze token in his hand. The token was engraved with the word "wuling" on the front.

"Hey, why aren't you still having tea?" the old man said to the back room.

"coming."

I hurriedly wiped my tears, went to the inner house to take tea and boiling water, and came to the living room.

Seeing the little girl's eyes red, Yi Yun didn't know what to say. He took the tea from the little girl's hand and silenced for a while. He said to the old man: "Can the elderly tell you about your son?"

After listening to Yi Yun’s inquiry, the old man stunned and immediately guessed that Yi Yun had already seen his son’s illness in bed.

He shook his head and said: "There is nothing to say, maybe he is not lucky enough, his life is thin... He was originally talented and seems to have some chances. He was young and was recruited by the Wuling people. He was very arrogant. After the spiritual family stood on the ground, let me move this old bone to Wucheng, and let me open a tea house. When I was bored, I could talk to my old friend. Later, he married a wife like a flower, and there was A daughter, I thought I could have such a son who was blessed by several generations, but I didn’t want people to have a good fortune. When I went out and practiced, he was hit hard, and it became like this. At the beginning, he also Ling family treatment, but two years ago, the Wuling people had declared that he could not be cured. I took him home and kept seeing it now..."