Sun Li took another sip with a strange look on his face, then looked at the other person and asked, "Isn't this the Immortal Brew!?"
As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone in the inn suddenly changed, and bursts of whispers came out from the mouths of the surrounding guests.
Even in the hinterland of Quzhou in the Dongyuan Realm, Tianxuan Mountain is still famous.
After hearing about Tianxuan Mountain, the surrounding drinkers immediately showed great interest.
For those who are good at wine among them, they have obviously heard of Shenxian Brewing.
That is a rare and rare wine. Except for the ten altars dedicated to King Wu every year, it is almost never leaked out.
Occasionally, some appear on the market, and the price is priceless.
A few years ago, a jar of thirty-year-old fairy brew appeared in Dongyuan Realm and was bought for a sky-high price of five thousand taels.
Naturally, everyone was a little jealous.
The expressions of Chu Qingxiao and others also changed. They had previously suspected that the old man in red was from Tianxuan Mountain, and now they were naturally full of suspicion.
But when faced with Sun Li's inquiry, the old man in red just smiled lightly and said, "Does it matter what kind of wine it is?"
"As a wine, as long as it tastes good, isn't it enough?"
Sun Li was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Old sir, you are still so transparent."
"It's nothing clear, it's just a casual remark." The old man in red said this. After that, he added: "Since you like it, I will give this jar of wine to you as a gift to me to Wangjiangtai.
How’s the pay?”
"When we arrive at Wangjiang Terrace tomorrow, you and I may be able to drink a glass of this fine wine together."
Sun Li frowned when he heard this and said: "Such a fine wine must be worth a lot of money."
"Bringing the old gentleman to the stage is just a small effort. I deserve this..."
The old man in red suddenly smiled. He stood up and patted Sun Li on the shoulder, saying: "No."
"This is what you deserve."
…
It's half past midnight and it's still dark.
Chu Qingxiao and others were already busy, feeding the horses fodder and preparing breakfast.
Then Chu Qingxiao went up to the wing where Sun Li was, woke up the sleeping old man, and after breakfast, helped him to the carriage.
"Where was the old gentleman yesterday?" Sun Li, who was about to get on the carriage, suddenly thought of something and looked sideways at Chu Qingxiao and asked.
Chu Qingxiao suddenly smiled bitterly.
The origin of the old man was unknown, and Chu Qingxiao always felt that there was something fishy, so he thought about not taking him with him today to avoid any complications.
He said: "I went to call him, but he..."
He wanted to find an excuse, saying that the old man's schedule had changed today.
But before the words were spoken, a voice came from behind.
"I have been waiting here for a long time. Let's go on the road together."
Chu Qingxiao and others followed the sound and saw the old man in red standing behind everyone, looking at them with a smile.
After saying this, he didn't give Chu Qingxiao and others a chance to react, and walked straight up.
He stretched out his hand to support Sun Li in a very familiar manner, chatting with him, and stepped onto the carriage.
Chu Qingxiao frowned when he saw this.
Chu Zhaozhao Ziyu and others around him also looked strange.
But seeing that Sun Li seemed to be very interested in the old man in red, he didn't say anything to stop him after all.
"Do you want..." Chu Zhaozhao looked at Chu Qingxiao and asked.
Chu Qingxiao knew what she meant. After thinking for a while, he shook his head and said, "Keep an eye on him on the road."
Everyone also understood that Chu Qingxiao didn't want to spoil Sun Li's mood, so they didn't say anything more.
…
Everyone brought only one carriage to Wangjiang Terrace.
They had already inquired before that Wangjiang Terrace was on a cliff and needed to pass through a rugged mountain road.
Nowadays, Sun Li's condition makes it almost impossible to walk independently. The rugged mountain road can barely accommodate a horse-drawn carriage, so people need to pull the horse-drawn carriage on both sides to prevent accidents.
"I haven't asked the old gentleman for his name yet." In the carriage, Sun Li seemed to be in better spirits, probably because he was finally reaching his destination.
He looked at the old man in red sitting in front of him and asked suddenly.
The old man in red smiled: "Munan Mountain."
"Munan Mountain?" Sun Li muttered the name, feeling that it sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it before - his body and bones were getting worse and worse recently, and his energy was not as good as before, and even his brain was not as good as before.
So bright.
"An unknown person cannot be remembered by Mr. Mu Nanshan." Mu Nanshan said with a smile, and then looked out of the corner of his eye at the young man who was carefully driving the carriage on the mountain road.
He seemed to suddenly become interested and asked: "I think that little friend is particularly sad for you. Is he your grandson?"
"He is truly a talented person."
Having said this, he paused, looked at the woman following Chu Qingxiao, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and added: "And she is very beautiful."
When Sun Li heard this, he waved his hands repeatedly.
"The old gentleman misunderstood. The little brother's name is Chu Qingxiao, and he is not my grandson."
"Oh? Not grandson?" Mu Nanshan seemed a little surprised: "Is that an old friend? Or your disciple?"
Sun Li quickly said: "None of them."
"No?" Mu Nanshan frowned slightly: "I saw that he cared about you very much along the way and took good care of you. I thought..."
Sun Li looked at the young man outside the window with a smile on his face: "Actually speaking, this kid and I have only known each other for half a month."
"In half a month, he is willing to do it for you..." At this point, Mu Nanshan hesitated, and then said: "Is he willing to travel across mountains and rivers to bring you back to the city?"
Sun Li also expressed some emotion: "It's probably because I accumulated virtue in my previous life that I was able to meet someone like Chu Xiaoyou in my last days."
Mu Nanshan raised his eyebrows and asked, "How do you say this?"
"To be honest, I am actually a disciple of Tianxuan Shenhe Peak." Sun Li did not hide anything, and immediately revealed to the other party one by one what he had experienced during this period.
Of course, in his understanding.
This story was just because Tianxuan Mountain was unclear about who was employed, so the junior named Zheng Xiang injured him. However, Tianxuan Mountain still took care of him and made an exception by sending back the spirit sword that had been recovered so that he could take it with him with peace of mind.
I will walk this last journey with my old buddy.
"So, this kid seems to be pretty good." After listening to Sun Li's story, Mu Nanshan couldn't help but look at Chu Qingxiao outside the window and said.
"Yes, he can be made." Sun Li also said: "It's a pity that his heart doesn't seem to be in Tianxuan Mountain."
"Huh? Isn't he a handyman disciple? Why isn't he from Tianxuan Mountain?" Mu Nanshan asked a little strangely.
Sun Li glanced at him, smiled and shook his head: "People say that if you sow flowers, you will get flowers; if you sow beans, you will get beans."
"In the past, we at Tianxuan Mountain treated our disciples as if they were our own, so naturally everyone's hearts turned to the sect."
"And now Tianxuan Mountain treats its disciples like nothing. Even if they join the inner sect one day, there is no help from the sect in the process. On the contrary, when they were in Tianxuan City, they were repeatedly squeezed by the inner sect. In their hearts, do you think they
How do you view Tianxuan Mountain?"
Mu Nanshan frowned and said: "But even so, Tianxuan Mountain has never forced them to join the mountain sect, right? Aren't all these choices of their own?"
Sun Li smiled: "I thought so too before, but now I understand."
"Tianxuan Mountain has so many people flocking to it now, not because they yearn for Tianxuan Mountain's swordsmanship, but because they yearn for Tianxuan Mountain's reputation."
"It's a lot of hard work, but once you enter the inner door, you can skyrocket and become a master."
"They gather under the big tree of Tianxuan Mountain for profit like hozens. But one day, if the big tree of Tianxuan Mountain can't give them what they want, it will naturally fall down and scatter."
"But things like interests can gather hozens, but they cannot gather people like that little friend."
Mu Nanshan's body trembled. At that moment, he seemed to be enlightened by someone. He stared at Sun Li, and after a while, he asked.
"Don't you hate Xuanshan for treating you like that that day?"
Sun Li shook his head: "Whose family doesn't have one or two bastards? You can't deny the entire Tianxuan Mountain just because of one person, right?"
"What's more, Tianxuan Mountain is my sect. They have raised me and taught me these years. I have been going to Tianxuan Mountain since I was sixteen. It is home to me. How can anyone hate the principles of his own family?
"
"I'm just a little sad..."
"If I were younger, I would probably go to Shenhe and find a way to tell the people above me about what I saw and heard in Tianxuan City. But as I get older, I am no longer capable. I can only leave these things to the younger generations.
Woolen cloth."
Mu Nanshan looked at Sun Li with his head lowered and a relieved smile on his face.
A certain light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly looked over Sun Li's body at the long sword behind him.
"Can you lend me this sword for a look?" Mu Nanshan asked.
This is actually a very rude request. After all, for a divine object like the prairie prairie sword, such a request is somewhat coveted.
But Sun Li seemed to trust the old man in red in front of him. He couldn't explain why. After hearing this, he didn't think much about it: "Okay."
As he spoke, he took the prairie fire sword off his back and handed it over.
The expression on Mu Nanshan's face became a little solemn. He stretched out his hands to take the sword, but before he could take a closer look at it.
The prairie fire sword seemed to sense something.
Zheng!
A sharp sword cry was heard from the sword, and the blade of the prairie fire sword also trembled violently.