Xian Ao

Yu Zecheng was silent for a long time and said:

"Brother, what do you think?"

Suddenly the voice of the second senior brother sounded beside Yu Zecheng:

"I misjudged Wang Shuyuan before. He is a man. He is worthy of being a disciple of my Xuanyuan Sword Sect."

Yu Zecheng said:

"How do I feel that this is an internal bureau, the purpose..."

The second senior brother said:

"Junior brother, the grudge between you and him is too deep, so you think Wang Shuyuan is a bit extreme. Today my opinion of him has changed drastically. You are a good brother."

Yu Zecheng had nothing to say. The second senior brother was the same. Needless to say, Patriarch Yinglong had always doted on him. It would be meaningless for him to say anything, and instead he would be distracted by other people's thoughts.

Forget it, I won't say more about this matter. If Wang Shuyuan is really innocent, then I won't accuse him unjustly. If everything is his disguise, then I will kill him with the sword in the future.

Yu Zecheng secretly swore that this incident would be over.

Yu Zecheng continued to search hard for the battlefield of the war, and finally the Dark Demon Sect offered a reward of two million spiritual stones. Only then did he discover that the real battlefield of the war was Chang'an City, the capital of the Tang Dynasty.

This was beyond Yu Zecheng's expectation. It turned out that the purpose of Chang'an City was to suppress the rebellion caused by the souls of the aliens who were killed during the Zhulu War, so it was called Chang'an. After tens of thousands of years of development, Chang'an gradually became a The super city has become the country of the Tang Dynasty. Things are really unpredictable.

So it was like that. No wonder he couldn't find it. Knowing the direction, Yu Zecheng said goodbye to everyone and set off towards Chang'an City alone.

The ancient city of Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty, stretches for hundreds of miles and is extremely majestic. Pedestrians are like clouds, walking shoulder to shoulder. There is a saying:

Chang'an Avenue is narrow and sloping, with green oxen, white horses and seven-scented carriages. Jade chariots passed across the main hall, and golden whips came to the Hou family.

The dragon holds a treasure in its head to carry the morning sun, and the phoenix spits out tassels to carry the sunset. Hundreds of feet of hairsprings compete around the tree, and a flock of delicate birds sing.

There is also a branch of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect in Chang'an City, and Yu Zecheng directly came to live here and slowly searched for it.

Sure enough, when they arrived here, Sword Spirit reacted immediately. This was indeed the battlefield of the deer competition back then. As long as I find the location of the seal back then, I will be able to follow the seal and enter the Great Freedom.

As night fell, Yu Zecheng began to wander around Chang'an City with his sword spirit, looking for the sealed place. Chang'an City is really a prosperous place. When night falls, countless lights are lit, and there are still people on the streets. This is Chang'an's characteristic night market.

Yu Zecheng searched and searched, and finally found the sealing place during the war. He was excited and rushed over quickly. After all the changes, the original barren mountains and ridges were now filled with buildings and bustling.

Finally Yu Zecheng came there. There was a street corner, a street food stall, two tables, a few benches, a stove, and a small food stall that could not be smaller. It occupied an area of It happened to be at the sealing location of the great war that year.

Yu Zecheng came to the stall. The stools and tables were all very clean. Yu Zecheng sat down, and the sword spirit suddenly sensed that this was where he was. As long as he expounded the law, he could cut through time and space and enter the Great Freedom. Steal the innate spiritual treasure, and then return to the world according to the sword spirit hidden here.

Yu Zecheng was very excited. At this time, an old man came over and asked:

"Brother, sir, what would you like to eat?"

Yu Zecheng was happy and said:

"Old man, what are you selling?"

The old man who was busy at the stall raised his head and said with a smile.

"I have the best wontons here in the Tang Dynasty. My wontons are famous all over the world. Would you like a bowl? A big bowl is worth five cents, and a small bowl is three cents."

Yu Zecheng thought for a while and said:

"Old man, let's have a small bowl."

He didn't have much thought about eating wontons, he just paid attention to the environment here and casually ordered some wontons to suit the occasion.

Immediately, a bowl of wontons came up. It was so hot and tempting that Yu Zecheng took a casual sip. He was instantly seduced by the aroma of the wontons. It was so delicious and fragrant. He had never tasted anything like this before. Delicious wontons.

Yu Zecheng ate a big gulp, eating one bowl and said:

"Old man, give me another bowl. I want a big bowl. It's so delicious. It's really a must-have."

The old man said:

"Okay, let's have another big bowl, little brother, my wontons are very famous in this area, everyone likes them..."

The old man liked to chatter as he got older. He kept talking, wrapping wontons while talking, and then put the wontons into the pot.

The old man moved his hands quickly, and the wrinkles on his face flickered in the firelight. Yu Zecheng glanced at him casually and watched him making wontons. Every move he made was done just right and extremely delicately. It seems that if there is something made in heaven, it contains the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, and suddenly Yu Zecheng seems to have realized something.

What kind of wontons are being made here and there? This is refining weapons, swords, and treasures, Yu Zecheng thought. He looked at the old man carefully again. At this glance, under the induction of the Transboundary Hunyuan Divine Mind Technique, I immediately discovered something unusual. I saw that the old man did not exist in the induction. This kind of non-existence was not an illusion or a spell. It seemed that He is the heaven and earth. The heaven and earth are natural and all laws are included, so this old man does not exist in his own sky-penetrating and transboundary Hunyuan spiritual mind.

Returning to one's true nature and transforming into a mortal world, this feeling he had experienced countless times with the old madman and the old immortal. Suddenly, Yu Zecheng thought of what the old madman said back then:

"At the shortest one year, the longest ten years, I will wake up and get out of the lost state. This state is about to end, maybe it will come back a few times, and after a thousand years, I will be able to sell wontons on the street like those old people, or deliver them everywhere. Secrets for children, or take a huqin and walk around the streets, carefree and free.”

He went out to sell wontons on the street. He happened to be selling wontons at the Zhulu Ancient Battlefield. Yu Zecheng suddenly felt chills from his heart to the soles of his feet. This old guy must be the one who went out to sell wontons that the old madman envied. He must be Huixu Zhenyi, so He couldn't be found under his own Hunyuan Great Divine Psychic Technique, which penetrates the air and crosses the boundary. His purpose of selling wontons here may be to guard the alien seals left behind after the Zhulu War here.

Yu Zecheng suddenly felt a little stupid, how could life be like this? He worked so hard to find this place, and there was actually the Return to the Void True One sitting here, heading to the Great Freedom. It was just like an illusion. Maybe someone would take action just after he cast a spell. Killing himself, he killed himself as if he were playing, squeezing an ant to death.

If Yu Zecheng, the True Lord of Nascent Soul, dared to give it a try, but even this old lunatic respected Zhenyi, Yu Zecheng would not have the guts to give it a try even if he died.

While he was hesitating, the wontons were served, and Yu Zecheng took a sip of the wonton soup. The delicious wonton soup had lost its taste. Alas, let's take another sip.

But let's face it, these wontons are really delicious. They are made by Zhenyi Shenjun. You can't buy them for a lot of money. Who cares? There will be a road to the mountain. Don't worry about it until you are full.

Yu Zecheng sat here and ate three large bowls of wontons. One time he asked for cilantro, another time he asked for garlic. He filled the pot with the old man's instructions. He relieved his resentment and finally returned to the Xuanyuan Sword Sect's station.

What should we do? How can we get rid of this old guy? Yu Zecheng began to think hard about the plan, and he could not stop going there every day to eat wontons. Every time he saw the old man making wontons, Yu Zecheng always had a feeling that this is how it should be.

In this way, Yu Zecheng ate wontons here for a month, and thought about a solution for a month. In the end, he found nothing and continued to eat wontons here.

That night, Yu Zecheng continued to eat wontons here. As the number of times he came here increased, Yu Zecheng gradually felt that the pot for cooking wontons, the four benches, and the two tables seemed to be the same as the old man. , between the mysteries of heaven and earth.

What is cooked in that pot is not just simple wontons. It seems that the aura of the entire Chang'an City is rolling in that pot. As long as I sit on the stool and eat wontons, I feel like I am one with the world and one with the world. No one can feel it. to myself.

If he offends any enemy and escapes here to eat a bowl of wontons, no one will be able to find him even if Huixu Zhenyi scans him with his spiritual consciousness.

Yu Zecheng likes to eat wontons here more and more. Today he ordered a large bowl. He sat in a corner and started eating. As he was eating, he heard a voice:

"Old wonton, here I am, bring me a bowl. I want to have a try today."

Yu Zecheng must have heard this voice there. He heard it many years ago. It is very familiar and unforgettable.

The old man said:

"You're a traveling little peddler, you're worthy of being called an uncle. Do you have any money in your pocket? The wontons I sell you are not cheap."

The man said:

"If I don't have money, I dare to come to your place to eat wontons. Give me some good toppings. My wontons don't taste good today, so I won't be done with you."

Yu Zecheng looked up and was shocked. The man was Liu Yifan, the traveling merchant of the Wanli Yunyou Sect whom he had met by chance back then.

This guy is known as a buyer of life and death, and sold himself the True Water Abstaining Dust Robe and the Qiankun Shifting Talisman. Later, he sold the Demon King Kunpeng a Taixuan Prison in the South China Sea to restrain himself. It is said that if you want to meet him, you must do it before the disaster strikes, so you are called to buy life or death.

He is so familiar with the wonton seller, dragons and dragons, phoenixes and phoenixes. Maybe this guy is also returning to the real world, traveling around the world. By the way, the first time I saw him was in Xiling, maybe he came to Xiling The purpose was to eliminate the scourge of the Qian Demon Spirit Sect, but in the end, he was eliminated first.

Yu Zecheng turned around and said:

"It's very polite for me to pay my respects to my senior."

When Liu Yifan saw Yu Zecheng, he was stunned and said:

"Why are you here? What senior, I'm not..."

When Yu Zecheng was eating wontons, under the protection of the old man, heaven and earth became one. Liu Yifan did not find Yu Zecheng when he arrived.

Yu Zecheng said:

"I'll take the old madman to say hello to you two."

Liu Yifan glanced at Yu Zecheng and said:

"It's golden elixir, not bad, not bad."

Turning around, he said to the old man:

"Old Wonton, you deceived me, you played tricks on me. It's over, he found out about you and me. It's so embarrassing. By the way, how many days are you still staying in Chang'an?"

The old man said while making wontons:

"Three days later, the Millennium Celebration will be held at Baiyun Mountain in Miaoxiang, and I will go there to join in the fun."

Liu Yifan looked back and said in shock:

"Yu Zecheng, why are you crying?"

At this time, Yu Zecheng was already in tears. It turned out that Lao Wonton was just selling wontons here. He had made things complicated and frightened himself, and he was in tears.