A clean and tidy robe, I don't know how long the robe has been worn, the entire robe is covered with dense patches, but the feeling is very harmonious and perfect, the old Dao's muddy eyes do not have any luster, and the forehead is showing the wrinkles like knives that have been eroded by the years.

The old man staggered, and an old broom in his hand had been rubbed into a faint halo after years of holding and sweeping.

The old man was like a dying old man, bowing his back stiffly, and he didn't have the breath of Ren You going up and down, he was like an ordinary old man who was about to die.

But Li Xiaoyao and Ye Yinfeng don't think so, this old man appears silently, and he is not an ordinary old man.

Li Xiaoyao stepped forward and gave the old man a look, and then said: "The seniors have this order, and the juniors dare not disobey, so we will go down the mountain." ”

Seeing this, Ye Yinfeng also stepped forward and bowed to the old man, no matter whether the other party was a master of the world or not, even if the other party was a real ordinary old man, he would have a sense of respect in his heart.

Lao Dao's cloudy gaze swept the two of them, and those eyes that were like insight into the world revealed the color of the vicissitudes of time, his hands were as thin as claws, and his staggering posture seemed to be as fragile as if he was blown down by the wind.

"Very good, if you are really a hero, you are very good." The old man let out some inexplicable and wonderful words of praise for them, and the two of them blushed for a while.

"Alas, this group of unsuccessful juniors has brought shame on my Sanqingguan." , The old Taoist gaze swept over the Taoist priests who were lying on the ground and let out a constant wail, his eyes were full of dissatisfaction, and there was an unexpected light of hatred for iron and steel.

"Senior, my senior brother and sister have smashed too much, I hope the seniors won't be surprised." Li Xiaoyao's fat face was red and apologized to the other party, Rao is a fat man who is not afraid of heaven and earth, but at the moment he is as docile as a cat, I don't know if it is because of his sincere respect for the old man or something else.

And Ye Yinfeng's respect is from the heart, he doesn't care what the other party's identity is, so old, but he talks with them like an elder with a gentle face, which makes him have endless respect for this old man who has gone through the vicissitudes of time from the bottom of his heart.

"It's okay, there should be some accidents in these three Qingguan, otherwise some people will really get lost in this troubled world. Go down the mountain, for the poor road is tired. The old man waved his sleeves and gave an eviction order.

Li Xiaoyao and Ye Yinfeng didn't have any offense, they both walked the three stains in a row, and walked slowly down the long stone steps.

And in front of the Shangqing Palace, the injured Taoist priests and the two Taoist priests who stood in panic at a loss only felt that a gust of wind suddenly blew, and when the wind passed, they looked fixedly and found that the old Taoist priest had disappeared without a trace, disappearing without a trace like a ghost, as if it had never appeared.

The eyes of the Taoist priests showed an incredible expression, this old Taoist, they had never seen it, and except for the two patriarchs in these three clear views, there was no older Taoist. The Taoist priests were wailing again, and they stood up with difficulty, and looked for a moment with puzzled eyes, but still did not find any trace of the old Taoist priest.

On Yujing Peak, the white-robed Taoist Yu Yangzi and the black-robed Taoist Yu Xuanzi quietly listened to the narration of the four Taoist boys, and waited for the four to finish narrating the entire process of the matter. The two Taoists fell into deep thought, silent for a long time, their eyes full of more fierce light, and no one knew what they were thinking.

"You advocate without authorization, and weaken the prestige of my subordinates, punish the four of you for thinking about the cliff for three months, you can accept it." After a while, the black-robed Taoist Yu Xuanzi spoke, with supreme majesty and unquestionable toughness in his words.

"Yes, I'll be punished." The four Dao boys replied in unison, and after bowing to the two Daoists, one black and one white, they retreated.

But Yu Yangzi still maintained his original posture, and did not say anything about the punishment of the four, as if Yu Xuanzi's speech was just what he meant.

"It's getting more and more interesting, is that blue-shirted boy really the closed disciple of that person's Senior Brother Ling to teach the arts, what are you thinking in your heart?" Yuyangzi looked ahead with both eyes, but muttered to himself in his mouth.

However, the black-robed Taoist Yu Xuanzi stood beside him, and he didn't seem to hear the other party's muttering, and his eyes were full of the mountains and mountains where the smoke was rising.

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The quiet path, the stone steps are rugged down, everywhere is the mottled shadows of the trees illuminated by the sun, the awe-inspiring cold air is wantonly, layers of light mist curl up, and from time to time there are sounds of birdsong.

Ye Yinfeng and Li Xiaoyao walked down slowly, the two had different thoughts, and they didn't have any conversation. The difference was that Ye Yinfeng was carrying a package on his shoulder, which was the few sword books he brought out from the stone room. The two of them found an ordinary family and bought a package, and put the sword books elsewhere in advance, and then they began to make a big fuss about Sanqingguan.

Ye Yinfeng was silent all the way, he had been thinking about the swordsmanship with the four Dao boys who had just opened the four-talent sword formation, although he had won some luck, but he still had to learn from this luck. The swordsmanship of the four Dao boys on the other side is not exquisite, and their cooperation is indeed seamless, these are all places where he can learn.

And Li Xiaoyao was thinking about the identity of the old Taoist priest who was in the middle of the candle, and the old Taoist priest gave him an inexplicable depression, although there was no breath leaking out of his body, but the silent appearance of this old Taoist really surprised him. If it were an ordinary person, then the decision could not escape his ears. It's just that this weird old way can avoid his ears and eyes, and it appears like a ghost, which shows that this old way must have an extraordinary cultivation. The second is that he felt a breath from the old man's body, and that breath was very close to the person's breath, and it was all a martial arts master's temperament.

At the foot of Tianmen Peak, there had already been two Taoist priests guarding the day but under the Tianmen, when the two walked down the stone steps and passed by them, the two Taoist priests showed an incredulous and stunned expression, but they did not dare to stop them, and let the two swagger down the mountain.

It was a small bazaar, and the two of them walked on the muddy path, and their clothes had already been splashed all over by the muddy water on the dirt road. The two shuttled crowds, crowded on the unbearable muddy road, the two did not deliberately avoid the ordinary people who collided, but they did not avoid the muddy water that was trampled under their feet and splashed everywhere.

Squeezed through those crowds, the two of them were covered with muddy water stains, and even Li Xiaoyao's face was splashed with a little mud, as funny as it was.

The two of them looked back, the leisurely misty Sanqing Mountain, the green trees were faintly visible, and the hazy clouds and smoke surrounded the towering peaks. From a distance, it is like a fairyland. But this kind of magic of nature can't bring too much throbbing to their hearts.

This bazaar is full of some local ordinary people, ordinary coarse cloth clothes, and with the vicissitudes of life, they shuttle through this bazaar to find what they need. There is no yamen control here, and it is a kind of primitive market for bartering or buying and selling spontaneously set up by local people.

The two shuttled through the crowd, and from time to time someone looked at them, but after a glance, they withdrew their gaze. Their presence here obviously feels like they stand out from the crowd, and this market is rarely visited by outsiders, but that doesn't mean that there are none, but it is the first time they have seen such a young outsider.

The bazaar was a muddy street, and at the end of the street was the only liquor store in the bazaar, without any signboards, and only when you heard the noise from time to time you knew that it was a small liquor shop.

Lifting the curtain of the door, a few broken wooden tables poured in front of them, and groups of people sat beside the dilapidated wooden tables, bursts of spicy wine rushing straight to the noses of the two of them. This pungent and spicy wine does not have a trace of the thick and mellow aroma of the wine, and there is a more primitive nasal aroma.

The two frowned slightly, but still stepped into the wine shop.

Ye Yinfeng looked around at this wine shop, this wine shop is not big, only three or five tables, and the people sitting here drinking are some local people, coarse cloth clothes, leather felt hats, coupled with their rough complexion, a pair of calloused hands clenched the big bowl in their hands, and made a smacking sound from time to time.

Everything is so primitive, the primitive smell of wine, the primitive drinkers, and the wooden-walled wine shop that is ventilated everywhere, Ye Yinfeng couldn't help but look at the fat man Li Xiaoyao beside him. found that the other party had a flat face, as if he didn't care about it at all, or he had already seen it.

"Xiao Er, serve a few good dishes, and then come to a few jars of good local wine. Ben Dao Ye climbed mountains and waded all the way, and he was about to starve to death. As soon as Li Xiaoyao entered the door of the wine shop, he shouted in his throat, ignoring the stunned gazes of everyone.

"Laile," as soon as Li Xiaoyao's words fell, he ran out of the back hall of the wine shop, with a simple face, a strong physique, and rough skin. The latter came to Li Xiaoyao and Ye Yinfeng at a trot, and when he saw the appearance of these two people clearly, he was stunned for a moment.

The age of the two young men in front of him was too much to his expectations, and it was this little fat man who made the shouting sound, wearing a Taoist robe that was not too new, maybe it was the little Taoist priest who ran down from the Taoist temple of Sanqing Mountain, but this little fat Taoist priest was too young, no more than fifteen years old at most.

And the blue-shirted young man next to the chubby man was a little older, but he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and the faces of these two people still showed their childishness, and the young man's clothes were obviously not his own children, and he didn't know which son's son secretly ran out.

"What, are you still afraid that this Taoist master can't afford to give money." Li Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment when he saw that the younger child, where in his heart he didn't know what the other party thought, so he teased the other party like an old-fashioned person.

"Where, where, two of you, please." When the little two heard this, a simple smile suddenly appeared on their faces, and they hurriedly beckoned the two to go inside, and at the same time found a table for them to sit down, and he went to the back hall to get them wine and prepare food.

After the shopkeeper left, Li Xiaoyao sat bored and looked around at everything in it. And Ye Yinfeng was pondering on the side, no one knew what he was meditating on, maybe it was related to the competition with those four Dao boys today, or maybe he was thinking about what kind of swordsmanship he should practice.

After they entered the restaurant, the other guests stopped their movements one after another, and looked at the young couple curiously. At the same time, they were also surprised in their hearts that they dared to come out to drink at such a young age, and everyone just looked at it for a moment and resumed their movements. The guests here are all local villagers, who are idle in winter when they don't need to farm, and most of the people go to the mountains to catch some game in the market and exchange it for some home.

Soon, the wine and food were served, and the wine was served in a porcelain jar that was too rough to be coarse, but the dish had a different flavor. Vegetarian dishes have winter bamboo shoots in this winter, and meat vegetables have game from the mountains.

When the liquor entered the throat, a spicy and incomparably spicy breath rushed straight to the nostrils, which was the most primitive local wine, and its fierceness was so fierce that a fire burned in the abdomen when it entered the throat.

This spicy liquor choked Ye Yinfeng for a while, and his flushed face was flushed with layers of blood. provoked a burst of laughter from the guests in this wine shop, which was the most primitive and bold laughter, and the laughter carried the most innocent simplicity. And they saw the younger fat man Li casually drinking bowl after bowl, but there were bursts of cheers. It was as if they were so able to drink at such an age, and they all had exaggerated expressions, and they were all slightly drunk.

Suddenly, this wine shop was filled with cheerful laughter, everyone was infected, and from time to time they raised a big bowl to toast each other, even Ye Yinfeng was not spared. The fat man Li Xiaoyao has a bold and atmospheric style, and he does not refuse to come, and he also respects you from time to time. Everyone doesn't feel a little more fond of this young fat Taoist priest, and they want to make this fat Taoist priest their godson.

After three rounds of drinking, everyone was in high spirits, and even Ye Yinfeng was infected by this lively scene, I don't know if he was still drunk or adapted to the spicy nature of this wine. He also joined in with the crowd and toasted each other.

Alone is not as good as being happy, this sentence flashed in his mind when he was slightly drunk, and he seemed to have forgotten all his troubles. The family hatred and blood hatred, and the love of children are long, and he was temporarily thrown out of the clouds.

"I said you two little brothers, the villages around here have not been peaceful recently, so you should leave quickly after eating." A man dressed plainly and wearing a large leather felt hat stood up and spoke to them in a drunken tone.

After listening to his words, everyone also showed a solemn look, and the high interest in drinking suddenly dropped a lot, and everyone's eyes were full of worry.