Monks

Chapter 510 The Old Man in White

Seeing someone coming, Zhang Ai started to be on guard. Among the twelve Nascent Soul cultivators, the Martial King had the highest cultivation level, which was a high-level Nascent Soul cultivation. 11nbsp;

He was thinking about countermeasures here, but he didn't expect that King Wu would stop and turn on the lake, and then take people back to Yong'an County and leave.

What is this for?Let me go?Or when I don't exist?After thinking about it, it felt a little wrong, and carefully made the Wannian ship get up and rush towards the mountain.

He didn't know where to go, he wanted to avoid King Wu, and he was also thinking about the ice crystals in the lake. Half a day later, Hu Luan came to a valley. There was a river in the valley, about three meters wide, with clear water.Zhang was afraid to go up the river, and the river gradually narrowed. After walking a few more steps, there was the sound of splashing water in front of him.The river water flows out of this pool.

It's very beautiful, I didn't expect there to be such a beautiful place in the [-] mountains.

Approaching the water pool, the water silk flutters with the wind, bringing a refreshing feeling.The water in the pool was clear, and my heart moved. I took a step forward, wanting to scoop up water to clean my face, but stopped when I started.There is a flat stone ten meters away on the right, on which sits an old man in white with his eyes closed.

Zhang was afraid that he would be surprised, his spiritual sense covered a hundred meters around his body, and he would be able to detect any trouble, but he didn't notice the big living person beside him.He couldn't help but straighten his body and look at the old man.

The old man didn't seem to see him, his eyes were slightly closed, and he remained motionless.

Although the old man didn't move, Zhang was afraid that he must have seen him, so he coughed lightly and said: "The boy is abrupt, I have seen the old man, and I disturb the old man's Qingxiu, please forgive me if I take the liberty." The words are polite and respectful.

The old man tilted his head and glanced, his eyelids were slightly lifted, his eyes were sharp, as if two lightning flashed, and he asked in a low voice: "Who are you?"

Zhang Fear replied: "My name is Zhang Fear. I strayed into this place because I was greedy for the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers. Please don't blame me, old man."

Hearing the words Zhang Ai, the old man turned his head and looked at him again: "Are you a disciple of Tianlei Mountain?" Zhang Ai said yes.The old man smiled lightly, but without the slightest hint of a smile, and asked coldly: "Did you get the ice crystal?"

Zhang was afraid to froze, who is this person?He knew his origin, and also knew that the ice crystal was obtained by him.

Seeing that he didn't reply, the old man smiled coldly again, full of disdain: "Are you normal too?" He turned his head back and sat upright with his eyes closed, not looking at him anymore.

Zhang Ai hurriedly said: "I got the ice crystals for me, I don't know senior Gao's name, can I tell this junior to know?"

He asked a question, but the old man didn't answer, he didn't speak or move, he didn't respond like a stone.Zhang was afraid of helplessness, he didn't dare to talk nonsense, and he didn't dare to walk around casually. He wasn't sure about the strength of the old man, nor whether the old man would do anything to him. In short, he had better be careful.

The two of them stood in a stalemate, standing like statues on the edge of the pool, which added to the scenery of the pool.

After standing for a quarter of an hour, confirming that the old man had no ill intentions towards him, Zhang Ai bowed and said, "Don't disturb senior's meditation, junior will leave."

"I heard that you carry spirit wine with you, why didn't you invite me to drink it?" At this time the old man spoke, but the content of his words was startling again, how did he know that I had spirit wine?How much do you know about me?

After thinking about it for a while, if the old man has no bad intentions, it doesn't matter if he invites him to drink a glass of wine. Pingping flew forward slowly, flew in front of the old man and stopped in the air, said: "Please." There are several meanings in just one word, no matter what the old man's plan is for him, please enlighten me quickly.

As if he didn't understand, the old man raised his hand to hold the wine bottle, pulled out the cork, took a deep breath, and praised: "It's really good wine." His body flew into the air and floated towards the woods behind him, where there was a big tree stump.The old man put the wine on the stump, picked a piece of wood and sat down.He took out a transparent jade cup from his bosom, poured it full, and drank it in one gulp.After entering the stomach, I was hooked.Then he drank another cup, stopped after three consecutive cups, frowning, not knowing what he was thinking.After thinking for a while, he got up and walked towards the water pool. His spiritual consciousness locked on to the fish in the water, and he raised his hand to catch it. A big fish the size of half an arm flew out of the water.

At this time, the sun was hidden behind the mountains, the sky turned dark, the mountains and forests gradually turned dark, and the pool water also became dark.After the old man catches the fish, he builds a bonfire and skewers the fish with wooden sticks for barbecue.

Since the old man was busy, Zhang feared that he couldn't see it. He had all kinds of spiritual food, but he didn't dare to let the old man know.

After a while, the big fish was roasted, and the woods exuded a faint smell of meat. The old man took a sip, tore off a piece of snow-white fish, chewed it carefully, took a long breath, and sighed: "It's really good wine, it's really good meat." The eyes are still in the aftertaste.

As time goes by, the night gets deeper, and a little flame is especially dazzling in the darkness, dancing and burning with warmth.The old man greeted him: "Come and sit." Zhang was afraid that he would not refuse. Judging from the current situation, the old man is not hostile to him, so he should try his best to please him, so as not to irritate the old man and make it dangerous to fight.

Sitting down on the other side of the bonfire, the old man pointed to the fish and said, "Do it yourself, if it's not enough, catch it yourself." Afraid that Xiaoxiao didn't answer, Zhang took out a bottle of wine and drank slowly.

The old man twitched his nose, raised his head and said, "It's not just Wen'er, what kind of wine is that?" Zhang Ai handed over the bottle and said, "This is Nephrite, your bottle is Sanweigan." The old man took another cup, Pour a cup of nephrite, smell it first, then taste it, and then admire: "Tianlei Mountain Remnant really lives up to its reputation, there are so many treasures."

Afraid Zhang didn't make a sound, he thought to himself: "It's all given by Uncle Lin, I just killed someone for him."

The old man asked him, "Take out any other wine." Zhang was afraid to take out the wine, and a dozen white jade bottles were quickly piled up on the tree stump. When it comes, the smell is mellow and delicious, which is mouth-watering.

The old man's eyes lit up, and he was a little excited. After smelling the scent of one bottle and capping the other, he murmured, "Where do you get so much fairy grass? How do you make so much good wine?" He looked at the jade bottle over and over again. , the eyes are full of reluctance, and there is no longer the elegant posture of just now.

Zhang Ai said: "If the old man likes it, he can stay."

"So much? Give it all to me?" The old man was a little happy. With a big wave of his hand, more than a dozen bottles disappeared out of thin air.

The spirit wine made the two of them change their names to each other, making them appear a little closer.

Giving away more than a dozen bottles of wine, Zhang feared that his affection for the old man would increase greatly. He didn't bully others to grab the spirit wine, so he was considered a good person.The old man also had a good impression of him, and said with a smile: "The left servant is right, you are pretty good."

After more than ten bottles of wine successfully bought the old man, Zhang Ai asked, "Do you know Mr. Zuo Shi?"