Mortals ask the immortals

The old woman's attitude made Zuo Wanqiu very angry, and she was about to explode.

Fortunately, Duan Qing spoke before him: "It's just one room. Fellow Daoist Zuo, you stay here first, and you can find another place to live down below!"

After speaking, he asked the old woman again. "Seller, is your woodshed still available?"

His family runs an inn, and he grew up in an inn, so he is very familiar with inns.

Generally speaking, inns will have a firewood room dedicated to stacking firewood.

He didn't have any requirements for accommodation. If he didn't even have a woodshed, then he would just meditate in the lobby all night. He couldn't live in the same room as Zuo Wanqiu.

The old woman nodded slightly and said: "The woodshed is still empty. If my little brother wants to live in it, I will ask my grandson to clean it up for you."

"Then I'll trouble the store!" Duan Qing thanked him immediately.

"Well, wait a moment, you two!"

After the old woman finished speaking, she walked into the kitchen carrying the remaining wooden bucket, as if to explain something to the boy.

Soon, the boy came out of the kitchen and led Zuo Wanqiu to live in the only empty room, and then took Duan Qing to the woodshed.

Although there was some chaos in the woodshed, Duan Qing didn't care. He just asked the boy to spread out a straw mat, then sat on the ground and spent the night.

In the early morning of the next day, Duan Qing came to the inn lobby early and waited for Zuo Wanqiu.

At this time, the lobby of the inn was very lively. Around a dozen old wooden tables, there were groups of three and three, almost full of monks.

There is a teapot placed on the wooden table where people are sitting. Most of the monks in the hall are holding a tea cup, drinking slowly and carefully, with a leisurely expression, and chatting in low voices with their companions from time to time, which is quite leisurely.

Duan Qing felt a little curious. These monks were at least in the Mortal Realm. Some of them were asking about their state of mind. Logically speaking, they should have gone away from grains for a long time, so why were they still drinking tea together?

At this time, the boy saw Duan Qing appear and came forward with a teapot. "Sir, our pleasant tea is the best in Xianding City. Would you like a pot?"

"Well, I'm sorry to bother you, brother!" Duan Qing nodded.

Anyway, Zuo Wanqiu hasn't come yet, so let's drink and wait.

"Okay, sir, please come this way!"

The waiter immediately led Duan Qing to an empty table in the corner, then put down the teapot and two teacups in his hand, and left on his own.

Duan Qing poured a cup of Yixin tea and took a sip. He found that it was slightly bitter in the mouth, but there was a long-lasting sweetness after the bitterness.

It’s really good tea!

As he tasted it, he found that his mentality seemed to have become calmer. The slightly anxious mood that was originally caused by waiting for Zuo Wanqiu calmed down as he drank the tea.

No wonder these monks drink tea together. This pleasant tea is really extraordinary!

At this time, the conversation between the three monks at the table next to him caught Duan Qing's attention.

"Senior Brother Yan, I heard that during the Qingjiang Boat Reunion, our sect took the Zhu Xinlan for auction? The sect is really willing to give up such a treasure, but we don't keep it for our own use!"

"Hey, don't mention it, I get really angry when I talk about Zhu Xinlan!"

"Oh! What's wrong?"

"After the boat party in Qingjiang, a madman suddenly came to us and wanted to buy Zhu Xinlan! Zhu Xinlan had already been sold on the Tianzhou, and there were still more to sell him. Unexpectedly, the man refused and even Take action and injure several senior brothers!"

"No way, with Elder Mo here, people will make such trouble!"

"Elder Mo returned to the sect early. If Elder Mo was here, how dare that person be so presumptuous!"

"No wonder!"

"It's hateful to say the least. That man didn't care about the late stage cultivation of the state of mind, but he did have some skills. After injuring several senior brothers, senior brother Lan Nian arrived and took action to stop the man. In the end, he couldn't keep the lunatic. !”

"How is that possible! Senior Brother Lan Nian is in the middle stage of the Spiritual Sea Realm! There is no one left who is in the late stage of the Questioning Mind Realm! Where is that person from?"

"Who knows, but the madman's speed is really amazing. Even Senior Brother Lan Nian can't catch up!"

"It seems that person should be quite good at escaping!"

"Who says it isn't?"

"Speaking of escape techniques, among the many sects in Middle-earth, I would recommend the Huanjian Sect, one of the seven super sects, first. That person's cultivation in the late stage of Wen Xingjing cannot even catch up with Senior Brother Lan. With this Waiting for speed, could he be from the Huanjian Sect?”

"Probably not. There are many people from the Huanjian Sect who are good at swordsmanship. That lunatic didn't even take out the flying sword when he attacked. I don't think he is from the Huanjian Sect."

"That's strange. There are other sects that are so good at escaping!"

"Hmph, you are ignorant! Those villains from the Huanjian Sect are nothing but evil, they will come here! In terms of speed, our Tiangong Sect is the best in Middle-earth. In front of my Tiangong Sect, the Huanjian Sect can only eat dust. Share!”

At this time, a deep voice suddenly sounded at the door of the inn, expressing disdain for the Illusion Sword Sect that the two of them mentioned.

Yu Fan was in a very bad mood at the moment. He originally heard that Zhu Xinlan appeared at the Dingzhou Qingjiang Boat Festival. Zhu Xinlan was a key material for him to refine treasures. He immediately rushed to the Qingjiang Boat Festival to buy Zhu Xinlan. Xinlan.

Unexpectedly, when he arrived, the Qingjiang boat party had already ended. After being disappointed, he wanted to go to Xianding Sect, which hosted the Qingjiang boat party, to inquire about the whereabouts of Zhu Xinlan.

As a result, the people from the Xianding Sect were confused and refused to reveal who bought Zhu Xinlan.

Seeing that Zhu Xinlan was about to slip away from his hands, how could he not be angry? You must know that the main reason why he left the clan this time was for Zhu Xinlan.

He was angry when he heard the remarks of the two people in the inn.

In his opinion, the Huanjian Sect is just a group of villains who can only carry out sneak attacks. In terms of speed, there is no way they can match his Tiangong Sect!

The two who had spoken earlier looked at the door of the inn and saw a bald young man looking at them with disdain.

"You... are good! You injured my Xian Ding Sect's people, and you dare to show up here again!" Senior Brother Yan, one of the two, immediately stood up and pointed at the bald young man and said angrily.

"Junior Brother Liu, quickly send a message to call people, we must stop this thief today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was suddenly pulled by his companion Junior Brother Liu.

Senior Brother Yan turned his head to look at Junior Brother Liu, and saw Junior Brother Liu shook his head slightly at him, opened his mouth slightly, and said a few words.

Although Junior Brother Liu did not make a sound, Senior Brother Yan knew what he said just by his lip shape. He was stunned for a moment, and then reacted and trembled all over.

Tiangong Sect!

It is one of the seven super sects in the Central Plains, just like Huanjian Sect!

Although his Xianding Sect is the largest sect in Dingzhou, it is not as good as the giant Tiangong Sect!

He was so angry that he didn't notice that the bald young man mentioned Tiangong Sect!

If this person is really from Tiangong Sect, then he really can't afford to offend him.

Anyway, it's not me who got hurt, why should I be the first to do this? Let the old guys in the sect worry about this matter!

Thinking of this, Senior Brother Yan sat back on the stool with a wry smile and sipped his tea silently without saying a word.