"Master, is this tea delicious today?" The curly-haired man wearing straw sandals with his toes exposed, holding the teapot in his right hand, bowed his head and said in a humble manner.
The old man sitting on the wooden chair held a teacup in his hand and gently blew the tea leaves floating on the water. Then he took a sip of the tea, closed his eyes and nodded, commenting: "It has both sweet and bitter taste, this is how life should be, good tea." !Good tea!”
The man who poured tea for the old man was none other than an idle man from Wu Zheng Town, with a salary of 10,000 yuan, no! Now his name is Xin Wanyou.
Xin Wanyou is the third disciple accepted by the old man.
"Master, where is my senior brother? He used to be the most active in making tea for Master, but it's already noon and there is still no sign of him. Could he have gone down the mountain?" Xin Wanyou asked casually.
The old man's face changed slightly, and with a clang, he slapped the tea cup in his hand on the table, stood up quickly, and said displeasedly: "Where has this brat gone?! He went out without even saying hello? Huh?"
"It's getting more and more outrageous!"
"Master, please calm down the fire first, calm down the fire. Senior brother may have gone to catch game for you. This is also possible." Xin Wanyou put down the teapot in his hand and persuaded.
The old man glared angrily, flicked his long sleeves, raised his hand and pointed out the door, and said sternly: "Catching game? Hmph! Don't say nice things for him. He has been with me for so long, and I still don't understand him?"
"He must have gone to Wuzhou."
"Wuzhou? What are you doing in Wuzhou, senior brother?" Xin Wanyou asked with a puzzled look on his face.
The old man sat on the wooden chair again and asked: "What is Wuzhou most famous for?"
"Elixir." Xin Wanyou said it naturally, but felt something was wrong and said, "But senior brother is not injured, so he has nowhere to use the elixir?"
The old man pointed at him and reprimanded: "Stupid! If he doesn't use it, won't he give it to others? Who said that the elixir can only be used by himself?"
Xin Wanyou smiled awkwardly and said: "Master teaches you this, Master teaches you this."
The old man picked up the tea cup again and said in detail: "Someone came to see him a few days ago. This brat can hide it from you, but can he hide it from me? It's true."
"Wan You was derelict in his duty." Xin Wan You lowered his head and admitted his mistake.
It is his duty to protect Jianyou Peak. Now someone can break into Jianyou Peak without anyone noticing. No matter whether this person is an enemy or a friend, this is his fault.
The old man said kindly: "Wan You, I can't blame you for this. After all, this thief is the most difficult to guard against."
"There are elixirs for concealing aura, which can easily avoid your perception. This is normal. Don't blame yourself too much."
"Regardless of whether the visitor has elixirs or treasures for self-defense, it's my fault that I didn't find out. I ask Master to punish him." Xin Wanyou refused to look up at the old man and insisted.
The old man couldn't resist him and said helplessly: "Wan You, a guest is coming, I will punish you to go down the mountain to receive the distinguished guest."
After hearing this, Xin Wanyou exited the thatched hut. He looked at the white clouds surrounding the mountain, and suddenly felt that he was less guilty, and immediately started walking down the mountain.
Because he was in a hurry to go down the mountain, he didn't notice that on the way down, the sleeve of his left arm was fluttering in the wind, sometimes sticking to his back and sometimes leaning on his chest.
The disappearance of his left arm has a more profound meaning for him.
At the foot of Jianyou Peak Mountain
Luo Yuan looked at the towering mountain peaks, then looked at the man in white sitting under the tree, closing his eyes and concentrating, and couldn't help but said: "Uncle Yi, why don't we go up the mountain?"
"Going up the mountain? What are you doing going up the mountain?" the man in white asked.
"I'm here to learn from my master. I'm standing at the foot of the mountain waiting. I can't let the master come down to greet me." Luo Yuan replied.
The man in white nodded, still closing his eyes, and said sadly: "It's a bit wrong for the master to welcome the apprentice, but I don't want to take you up."
Just as Luo Yuan was about to reply, the man in white said again: "Don't even think about going up the mountain alone, because it's impossible for you to go up to the top of the mountain alone."
"Why?" Luo Yuan came to him and frowned.
The man in white joked: "Even your uncle and I can't get to the top of the mountain without anyone to guide us, let alone you."
"Uncle Yi, I'm talking to you about business, so please stop making fun of me."
"I'm also talking to you about business. Your uncle, I really don't want to go up the mountain, so don't force me."
Before the man in white finished speaking, Xin Wanyou had already arrived at the foot of the mountain and stared at the two of them, "Could it be that these two people are the distinguished guests that Master talks about?"
A handsome man in white whom I have never met before, and another one. . . . . . This figure looks so familiar. Could it be that this is an acquaintance? Xin Wanyou walked over with doubts on his face.
The man in white stood up, patted Luo Yuan on the shoulder and said, "Someone is coming to pick you up. It's time for me, your uncle, to leave."
Luo Yuan turned his head and looked behind him, just in time to meet Xin Wanyou's gaze. The two looked at each other and stood there stunned for a long time.
After a long time, Xin Wanyou just wanted to raise his hand to say hello.
Unexpectedly, Luo Yuan hurriedly grabbed the arm of the man in white who had turned around but did not leave. He pointed at Xin Wanyou and said, "Uncle Yi! We can't let him go!"
The man in white looked at Xin Wanyou, then squatted down and looked at Luo Yuan, saying, "Oh? What's wrong?"
"Uncle Yi, this man in front of you has bullied many people when he was in Wu Zheng Town. You must not let him go like this. You must teach him a lesson." Luo Yuan stared at Xin Wanyou fiercely.
Xin Wan looked confused and did not refute him. After all, he did do something wrong in some places when he was in Wu Zheng Town, but those things have passed, why should he still pursue them?
"Luo Yuan, don't talk nonsense! I didn't bully you when I was in Wu Zheng Town." Xin Wanyou said confidently.
Luo Yuan refused to let go. He had such a good opportunity to take revenge and must not miss it. He said: "You didn't bully me, but did you bully Ziyang? Uncle Yi, you must not let him go!"
Xin Wanyou was silent.
In fact, during the days when he lived in Wu Zhengzhen, he still liked Ziyang quite a lot. The little guy was smart and very cute, but he had a bit of a stubborn temper.
Through long-term contact, he had wanted to adopt Ziyang as his adopted son more than once, but he was ruthlessly rejected by the little guy.
At that time, he was already mentally and physically frustrated and could not be cured. He was extremely emotionally unstable, and some people dared to disobey his wishes. This led to his mood gradually deteriorating, and he gradually began to bully the good and bring trouble to the whole party.
Now, when I think back on Wu Zhengzhen's past, I feel that he really doesn't look like a human being or a ghost.
rustle!
The surrounding trees were rustling and shaking violently, and tens of thousands of leaves were suspended in the air in various directions. The terrifying momentum made people breathless.
Finally, the green leaves gathered together to form a shape similar to a spider web, covering the entire Jianyou Peak.
The inexplicable strong wind caused Xin Wanyou's expression to change drastically. He didn't know what the strength of the man in white in front of him was, but judging from the changes around him, this man was anything but simple!
Luo Yuan looked at Xin Wanyou and said with a smile, "You're done!"
Xin Wanyou stretched out his hand to dissuade him: "My friend, this is Jianyou Peak, hiss!"
Before he finished speaking, he felt slight pain on his face, a scratch as thin as a sharp thorn was revealed, and blood flowed out quietly.
Xin Wanyou wiped his cheek with his palm, looked at the blood on his fingertips, and gave the man in white a horrified look.
At this moment, the outer outline of a green leaf swayed left and right with a small amount of blood stains, and slowly fell to the ground.
Xin Wanwan looked at the bloody leaves and instantly understood why Luo Yuan would instruct the man in white to teach him a lesson.
Because there is no comparison between him and the man in white. It is no exaggeration to say that once the man in white takes action, the entire situation will inevitably be crushed.
The man in white's long hair swayed with the breeze, and he said expressionlessly: "Don't worry, I won't kill you. On the old man's territory, you have to give him a piece of noodles."
Whoosh!
The man in white standing a hundred meters away moved. You Wanxin felt a cold breeze blowing by, and he flew backwards.
The figure of the man in white appeared quietly in the air, punched Xin Wanyou on the back, and the latter's body slammed to the ground.
boom!
Wanqian was covered in dust, and Xin Wanyou lay on the ground vomiting blood. His bones seemed to be falling apart, and he couldn't even muster the strength to stand up.
After a while, his languid eyes slowly closed and he passed out.
Luo Yuan's mouth opened wide, but he could see clearly that before Xin Wanyou landed, the man in white was already standing in front of him.
He knew that his Uncle Yi was very strong, but was he too strong?
Luo Yuan looked at Xin Wanyou who was so vulnerable and asked curiously: "Uncle Yi, is he very weak? You only used two moves to knock him down?"
The man in white said calmly: "It's not very weak, it's just the third level of demigod. This kid can take two of my punches, so he has some strength."
"Ah?! Half...god, half-god in the third realm."
Luo Yuan still knows the divisions between strong and weak realms. The strong people in the demigod realm are already very close to the top of the pyramid. However, he is nothing in front of Uncle Yi.
The man in white knelt down and rubbed Luo Yuan's head, and said with a smile: "I'm leaving, uncle. You have to practice hard."
After the man in white finished speaking, he left without waiting for Luo Yuan's reply. The moment he left, a long sword that was as white as snow was inserted into the ground.
After a few dodgers from the man in white, dozens of silver-white long swords were inserted into the ground.
"Old man, there's no need to be so polite. If I want to leave, you may not be able to keep me." The man in white stood in the air, talking and laughing calmly.
Wow!
The large net of leaves covering the sky above Jianyou Peak suddenly fell down, pouring down like a majestic and gushing waterfall, and a fresh and comfortable atmosphere filled the entire mountain.
The man in white used this aura to cover his own aura and left peacefully.
