Facing Song Siqi's disdainful gaze, Long Xiaoshan was still alive, looking at a golden Buddha hand placed in the flower hall with his hands behind his back.
With Long Xiaoshan's current mental status.
Of course, I will no longer do those polite things.
Even if Song Jun took the initiative to introduce those noble people to Long Xiaoshan, Long Xiaoshan just smiled faintly and ignored it.
However, in Song Siqi's eyes, Long Xiaoshan became more and more withdrawn and afraid of being.
At first glance, I have a common family background and have never seen the world and can't get on the table.
Seeing Long Xiaoshan's contempt became more and more.
I don’t know why my elder brother had to bring this local bun.
Time keeps passing.
Song Siqi was impatient when she was waiting.
If Song Jun hadn't pulled her, she would have run out to get some breath.
There was finally a riot outside.
I heard a waiter coming in to report: "The immortal master of Medicine King Valley is here."
Hurry!
The noble people in the lobby stood up together, all of whom were excited and walked out quickly to meet him. Song Jun naturally stood up immediately. Their purpose of coming to Guyao Town was to go to Yaowang Valley to seek medicine.
Now that the main owner is here, how can Song Jun not be anxious?
After walking for two steps, seeing Long Xiaoshan still sitting on the side, holding a teacup and drinking tea slowly, Song Jun shouted: "Brother Longshan, the immortal master of Medicine King Valley is here, let's go and welcome him."
Long Xiaoshan smiled slightly, put down the teacup and said, "Brother Song is not in a hurry. Since they are here, they will definitely come in, so why bother to do this?"
"Oh," Song Jun was a little amused. The reason was this, but the other party was an immortal master from the Medicine King Valley and had a respectable status. If he was waiting for them to come in here, the first impression of the immortal master would be inferior.
How can I ask for medicine like this?
I don’t know if this Longshan is really ignorant or his brain is not smart…
"Brother, don't worry about him, everyone has been exposed." Song Siqi pulled Song Jun.
"Okay, okay."
Seeing that Long Xiaoshan had no intention of getting up, Song Jun was helpless. He didn't care about Long Xiaoshan anymore. His own affairs were important, so he quickly left the hall with Song Siqi.
In the bustling hall just now, the building was empty in a blink of an eye, leaving only Long Xiaoshan sitting there.
Long Xiaoshan shook his head and chuckled.
A few minutes later.
The noise outside was getting louder and louder.
A middle-aged man wearing a gray robe and scattered hair walked in surrounded by a large group of people.
This middle-aged man has a wide chin, a flat nose, and a small eyes. He doesn't look like an immortal master at all, but he is surrounded by the nobles in the hall just now, shouting "gods" and "masters" with their heads raised.
With a slight belly, a arrogant look appeared in his eyes.
Long Xiaoshan looked up.
There was a small black cauldron on the robe of this middle-aged man. His eyes lit up and he said in a secret voice: "It's indeed the Medicine King Valley."
He clearly remembered that at the Tang family, the elder Qiu from the Medicine King Valley was also wearing a similar robe, but the elder Qiu had a silver tripod on his clothes.
The alchemists in the Medicine King Valley are divided into black cauldron, bronze cauldron, silver cauldron and golden cauldron.
It corresponds to ordinary disciples, core disciples, elders and supreme elders respectively.
Obviously, the middle-aged man who came this time was just an ordinary disciple of the Black Cauldron.
However, the Black and White Cauldrons don’t matter. As long as you see the main owner of Medicine King Valley, it means that he has not found the wrong place.
Long Xiaoshan looked at the middle-aged man as if he was looking at a treasure.
"Huh!" The disciples of Medicine King Valley walked into the hall and felt a chill on their backs, as if they were staring at them. They looked closely and saw a simple-dressed young man sitting there in the hall, saying no.
He looked at him with his eyes out of sight—the feeling was like he was flesh on the chopping board.
This made Li Ao feel a lot of fire.
Although he is just an ordinary Black Cauldron disciple in Medicine King Valley.
But when he came to this world, he was also a dignified alchemist. He didn't look at the nobles around him, and none of them had a net worth less than 100 million yuan, but he had to flatter him.
Unexpectedly, someone dared not come out to greet him.
It would be fine if he didn't welcome him, but he even looked at him with such disrespectful eyes.
Li Ao snorted coldly, without saying a word, his body stopped, and looked at Long Xiaoshan with a condescending look.
He doesn't have to speak.
The group of nobles who followed him discovered Long Xiaoshan and knew that the immortal teachers in Medicine King Valley were angry.
"Rareless, then who didn't see Master Li coming?
"Boy, why don't you get up quickly? Do you have some eyesight?"
A group of nobles shouted.
Song Jun also saw that Long Xiaoshan was still sitting there openly after Li Ao came in, and felt anxious. Could this Longshan be a fool? Even if you are not a favor, you should get up and salute at this time.
He hurriedly turned his eyes to Long Xiaoshan. Long Xiaoshan seemed to have not heard of it, and still looked at Li Ao with a smile.
At this time, the noble person had already sniffed: "Take this rude boy out."
They all brought their own bodyguards.
In order to curry favor with the immortal master, he naturally tried everything he could to show his face in front of the immortal master.
He commanded the bodyguard to start fighting against Long Xiaoshan.
"Slow, slow, everyone," Song Jun walked out quickly and said, "I know this little brother, everyone, give me face. My little brother has been living in the countryside and has never seen any scenes. I offended you.
Don't blame the place."
"Brother, do you care what he does." Song Siqi was a little annoyed. Long Xiaoshan's native bun is not close to them, so why should he stand up for him?
Song Jun knew that he would leave a bad impression on the immortal master when he spoke now.
However, after all, Long Xiaoshan was brought here by him. For the sake of cultivation, he could not watch Long Xiaoshan be thrown out.
Secondly, Song Jun knew countless people and always felt that Long Xiaoshan had an indescribable temperament.
Even though he felt a little regretful as soon as he spoke.
After all, this is a major event that concerns his grandfather's life, how can he ruin things for an outsider?
But he had already said that it was hard to stop the water. Song Jun was not the kind of person who was repetitive. He walked to Long Xiaoshan and pulled his arm and said, "Brother Long, the immortal master is here. Why are you stunned? I have told you a long time ago
, The Immortal Master is a god among the gods and has extraordinary aura. Don’t be fascinated by the immortal style of the Immortal Master.”
Long Xiaoshan is a little funny.
He knew that Song Jun said this with good intentions.
Although he doesn't need it.
However, seeing that Song Jun stood up for him as a chance meeting, Long Xiaoshan slowly stood up and smiled lightly: "It's indeed extraordinary. The Medicine King Valley is indeed a good place. I must go and see it."
Li Ao snorted coldly. He held his own identity and naturally would not personally talk about an ant-like person like Long Xiaoshan. Such a person could not catch his eye, let alone the Medicine King Valley.
When I heard that Long Xiaoshan wanted to go to Medicine King Valley.
He just found it ridiculous.
Just because of Long Xiaoshan's disrespect for him just now, he would never find the door of Medicine King Valley in his life.
PS: Dear brothers, I'm back again. Everyone understands the reasons why I haven't updated some time ago, and I won't say anything. I will try my best to update them in the future to make up for everyone! Because I haven't written it for a long time, I've forgotten some plots.