There are many customers in the bustling restaurant in Baozhai Building. Although it is a restaurant owned by monks, there are a few people here and there. At a wine table in the distance, a man with almost completely white hair, only a few strands of black hair is left.
The old man had a three-inch long white beard on his chin and looked slovenly in ordinary clothes. He was holding a small bottle of sake in front of the table, and the busboys in the restaurant were shouting and drinking in front of him.
"Little brother, I really forgot to bring my spiritual stone. Please be accommodating and let me get it on credit. I'll finish the bottle of wine and I'll make up for it twice as much afterwards."
"Who is your brother, stinky old man? Let me tell you, Baozhailou does not accept credit. You dare to come here to drink without a spiritual stone. Don't come out and embarrass yourself. Hurry up, give me the wine, or I will kill you
Throw it out." The handyman was angry, but he had no intention of taking action. If the wine in the old man's hand was not precious and he was afraid of being smashed, he would have thrown him out long ago and would have talked nonsense with him here.
This wine is also the best in this restaurant. It only took ten kilograms to brew it in a few decades. Seven kilograms of it were sold to various families, while the remaining ones were kept here to entertain guests.
If the bottle of wine is broken, then he can cool it down.
"As if you won't throw me out after I give it to you, can you please be accommodating? I'll give you double, no, triple the price afterwards!" The old man still had no intention of letting go and held his arms tightly.
of wine bottles.
Poof!
Xiao Ye couldn't help but laugh, thinking to himself, this old man is quite interesting, at least he has some self-awareness.
"You!" The handyman didn't expect that the old man would actually say this. He didn't know what to say for a moment, and suddenly said to the people around him: "Come here quickly and help take the wine from this old man's hand."
Grab it!"
Several more handymen came, but they were still cautious and did not dare to make too big a move. At this moment, Xiao Ye became interested in the wine in the old man's hand. So many people were so cautious, what kind of wine was it?
"You... don't care. This Tianzixiao is a good wine. There are not many people who know how to brew it. You have to take a sip of it no matter what."
Gulu!
Then, the old man poured the wine into his mouth and started drinking.
When the handymen around saw this, their faces were uglier than those of a dead person, and they said: "Old man! Stop!"
At this moment, the busboy was already anxious and wanted to grab the wine bottle, regardless of whether the wine would be spilled or not.
"Let me take another sip, just one sip," the old man said.
Xiao Ye shook his head helplessly. He was really an old man who was addicted to alcohol, but he could understand it to a certain extent. He suddenly said: "Okay, waiter, the old man's wine money will be credited to me."
After the handyman heard Xiao Ye's voice, he stopped moving, and the old man quickly held the bottle in his arms again. Does this man know that the emperor smiles? Is he so generous? But the handyman doesn't care about that much.
At this moment, someone came out to be a scapegoat, and it was too late for him to be happy.
"Old man, you're lucky, why don't you thank me?" the handyman yelled.
"Thank you, thank you so much, brother." The old man thanked him quickly, came to Xiao Ye, and said, "Brother, you don't mind if I sit here, right?"
"Please." Xiao Ye responded lightly and made a gesture of invitation. He also wanted to know what it was that made this old man so obsessed.
"Old man, isn't it just a bottle of wine? How can you be so obsessed?" Xiao Ye asked.
The old man didn't say anything, he just poured a glass of wine lightly. And when pouring the wine, you can still see the expression of heartfelt surrender, and the corner of Xiao Ye's mouth twitched.
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What about twitching? It seems like it could kill you.
"Try it," the old man said.
Xiao Ye didn't dislike it. He picked up the wine glass and smelled it gently. The aroma of the wine alone was so fragrant that it made people salivate. He took a delicate sip and his eyes widened immediately. Such a fine wine tasted even better.
Needless to say, it has all the five flavors and is truly an excellent treasure. As he tasted it carefully, he felt a refreshing spiritual energy flowing through his body, which was countless times better than the wine he drank before.
"Good wine, no wonder it makes people so drunk." Xiao Ye couldn't help but sigh, this wine is indeed good.
"Not bad." The old man said with a smile: "This Tianzixiao is made from the seeds of the fine green lotus, plus various grains, and rootless spring water. It needs to be brewed for at least thirty years before it can be taken.
, and the longer it is stored and the older it is, the better it tastes. This bottle of Tianzixiao is at least fifty years old."
Xiao Ye suddenly realized, no wonder those handymen were so worried, fearing that he would spill a drop of the wine. It took thirty years of brewing for such a fine wine to take shape. This nearly sixty-year-old wine is already equivalent to a mortal's cup.
Half a lifetime old, it is definitely a treasure.
"You are really elegant, old man. It's thanks to such a good wine. Otherwise, if you had changed it to an ordinary fine wine, I'm afraid the handyman would have thrown you out." Xiao Ye said interestingly.
The old man smiled awkwardly and said: "I didn't forget to bring it when I went out, but I couldn't bear to put it down when I smelled the aroma of the wine, and they didn't agree if I wanted to pay it on credit. But fortunately I met you, little friend, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to drink like this
Good wine. Come, come, drink!"
The two drank fine wines, chatted and laughed, but found an unexpected rapport.
After three drinks, the old man suddenly put down his glass and said, "I wonder where my little friend was born and where is his home?"
"I don't even know the exact location of my birthplace. Home, I'm just an orphan, so where did I come from..." Suddenly, Xiao Ye suddenly realized something, put down his wine glass, and said calmly:
"What did you call me just now?"
"Haha." The old man took a sip of wine and said with a faint smile: "My little friend, I am only nineteen years old. It's not a good idea to call me a brother. It's not appropriate to wear a mask. It's really bad after a long time.
I can’t take it off anymore.”
Xiao Ye suddenly became serious, staring at the other party closely. He had actually doubted how many ordinary people could come here, but the other party did not have a trace of spiritual energy evaporating, and could not feel the other party's cultivation at all.
, looks like an ordinary person. There are only two answers for Xiao Ye now. The first is that the other party uses some method to hide his cultivation. The second is that the other party is a strong man, and one does not know how powerful he is.
A strong man at this level. The former seemed impossible, but the latter... gave him invisible pressure, making his breathing slow down.
"Who are you?" Xiao Ye asked, even the title changed from 'you' to 'you'. The other party did not show any murderous intention, which made Xiao Ye temporarily relieved. Moreover, if the other party really wanted to
If you want to kill him, he won't be able to resist.
"My little friend, just call me Meng Lao." The old man smiled and said, "Don't worry, no outsiders will hear our conversation. Just ask, just tell me. Little friend, you are really very good.
Did you start practicing when you were six years old?"
"That's right, this junior did not embark on the path of cultivation until he was sixteen years old." Xiao Ye did not dare to hide anything at this moment and answered whatever he asked. At this moment, the old man felt like a huge mountain, weighing him down.
He couldn't breathe, and he couldn't hide anything in front of such powerful people.
"Sixteen years old, three years... Sixteen years old is already too late to practice, but not only did you practice, you also broke through to the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm in three years. This speed can't even be reached by me.
They were all shocked, and even more so, they were killed with this strength.
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A strong man in the realm of the Ending Dan." Meng Lao smiled and said: "Not only that, building the foundation of the heavenly veins, true fire, swordsmanship, body refining, medicine refining, soul cultivation... You have walked so many roads at one time, and you still
Being able to maintain a parallel line is even more shocking to me. There are no geniuses like you."
Xiao Ye was even more shocked. How did he know this? Could it be...
"You're investigating, are you following me?" Xiao Ye asked. At this moment, there was only one explanation. He saw his own battle.
"Don't be so nervous. Others can't hear each other between us." Meng Lao said with a smile: "How can we call it stalking? I just happened to see your fight and became interested in a boy like you."
"Nice seedling, I really want to take you away. But I have other things to do, so let's leave it at that." Meng Lao drank the last sip of wine, took out a jade pendant, and said, "I also
There's nothing good, just think of this as a reward for buying me a drink. It's not a good thing, it's just a gadget. Wearing it on your body can keep your soul awake at all times and resist some soul attacks."
"Thank you Meng Lao." Xiao Ye said quickly.
"But I still have to ask, are you willing to travel around the world with me? Following me and traveling on the road will not only make you a hero and strong man, but also allow you to see the world." Meng Lao said again.
asked.
"Thank you very much for Meng Lao's kindness, but this junior has his own ideas and can only refuse Meng Lao's kindness." Xiao Ye said respectfully but a little apologetically. Who knows what the temperament of these strong men is, if any of them are unhappy.
, just destroy yourself or something, wouldn’t that be extremely unlucky?
"Really? Since you don't want to, I won't force you. Let's meet again when we are destined." After saying that, Meng Lao left quickly.
Xiao Ye thought for a while, and it was already getting late, so he casually called the busboy to settle the bill.
"Sir, you have spent a total of 314,380 spiritual stones. If I give you a fraction, the total is 314,000 spiritual stones!" the handyman said plausibly.
"How many, how many!?" Xiao Ye asked with his eyes widened.
"Sir, three hundred and fourteen thousand spirit stones."
Xiao Yun suddenly had the urge to hit someone.
310,000 spiritual stones can be used to buy a mid-level treasure. No wonder Meng Lao runs so fast. The emperor laughs that it is so expensive. If he had known it, he would have ignored his own business.
Complaints are complaints, but he still paid 314,000 spirit stones. After all, he drank it. Although he now has millions of spirit stones, this 310,000 is not a small amount.
I still had some muscle pain.
"Smelly old man, don't let me see you again!" Xiao Ye said angrily to himself, put the jade pendant on his body and left.
When Xiao Ye walked out of the restaurant, he didn't notice that there were still people watching him. One of them was Meng Lao, and there was another person who couldn't see clearly, but the voice sounded like a woman.
"What do you think of this boy?" the woman asked.
"Yes, he has an excellent talent, a top-notch character, and a clear sense of grudges. He is a malleable talent." Meng Lao said lightly: "Unfortunately, it still needs some time to hone and grow, and we can only slowly watch his destiny.
"
"In that case, I'll leave first." The woman said.
Meng Lao asked: "Aren't you going back?"
"It's not time yet. I'll go back naturally when the time comes." The woman said lightly, and then left.