The Monk

Chapter 518 The old man in white

Upon discovering the person coming, Zhang Ping started to be on guard. Among the twelve Nascent Soul monks, King Wu had the highest cultivation level and was a high-level Nascent Soul cultivation. The other eleven were all beginners. As long as King Wu was guarded against, the others were not a concern.

He was thinking about countermeasures here. Unexpectedly, King Wu stopped and walked around on the lake, then took his people back to Fei Yong'an County and left.

What is this for? Let me go? Or do you pretend I don't exist? After thinking about it, I felt something was wrong, so I carefully made the Wannian Ship get up and rush towards the mountain.

Not knowing where to go, while thinking about avoiding King Wu, he was also thinking about the ice crystals in the lake. After half a day, he randomly came to a valley. There was a river in the valley, about three meters wide, and the water was clear. Zhang Wen walked up the river, and the river gradually narrowed. After walking a few steps, he heard the sound of water splashing in front of him. The sound was quite loud. Looking up, he saw a waterfall flying down and splashing in the green pool. The river flows out of this pool.

It's quite beautiful. I didn't expect there to be such a beautiful place in the mountains.

Approaching the water pool, the water flows in the wind, bringing you a refreshing feeling. The water in the pool was clear and clear, and my heart moved. I stepped forward, wanting to wash my face with a splash of water, but then I stopped again. There is a flat stone ten meters away on the right, with an old man in white sitting on it, his eyes closed and motionless.

Zhang Ping was shocked, his consciousness covered a hundred meters around him, and he would be able to detect any slightest movement, but he did not notice this big living person next to 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 did not move, Zhang was afraid that he must have seen him, so he coughed softly and said: "You are rude, I have seen my father-in-law, and I disturb my husband's Qing Dynasty. Please forgive me for being presumptuous." His words were polite and his attitude was respectful.

The old man turned his head and glanced, his eyes slightly raised, his eyes sharp, like two lightning flashes, and asked in a low voice: "Who are you?"

Zhang Ai replied: "My name is Zhang Ai. I accidentally came here because I was greedy for the beautiful scenery. Please don't blame me."

When the old man heard the word "Zhang Ai", he turned around and looked at him again: "Are you a disciple of Tianlei Mountain?" Zhang Ai said yes. The old man smiled softly, but without the slightest smile, and asked coldly: "Did you get the ice crystal?"

Zhang was afraid to freeze. Who is this person? He knows his origins and knows 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 ordinary too?" He turned around and sat down with his eyes closed, no longer looking at him.

Zhang Aifeng said hurriedly: "The ice crystal was obtained by me. I don't know your senior's name. Can you tell me your junior's name?"

He asked, but the old man didn't answer, remained silent, as unresponsive as a stone. Zhang was afraid of being helpless, so he didn't dare to talk nonsense or move around casually. He wasn't sure of the old man's strength, and he wasn't sure whether the old man would do something to him. Anyway, it was better to be careful.

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

After standing for two-quarters of an hour, making sure that the old man had no ill intentions towards him, Zhang Ain bowed and said, "I won't disturb the senior's retreat. I will take my leave."

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

After thinking about it for a moment, if the old man has no bad intentions, it doesn't matter if he invites him to drink. If he does have bad intentions, it should be okay to deal with him according to his cultivation. Why not be more generous and take out the bottle of Sanweigan, push it gently with his right hand, and the wine bottle Ping Ping flew forward slowly and stopped in the air in front of the old man, saying: "Please." It was just a single word, which contained several meanings. No matter what the old man had planned for him, please teach him as soon as possible.

The old man didn't seem to understand. He raised his hand to hold the wine bottle, pulled out the cork, took a deep breath, and praised: "It's really a 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 tree stump, picked a piece of wood and sat down. He took out a transparent jade cup from his arms, filled it with a cup, and drank it in one gulp. After entering the stomach, I was hooked. Then he drank another drink, and stopped after three drinks in a row, frowning and not knowing what he was thinking. After thinking for a while, he stood up and walked towards the pool. His consciousness locked on the fish swimming in the water, and he raised his hand to grab it. A big fish about half the size of an arm flew out of the water.

At this time, the sun is hidden behind the mountains, the sky turns dark, the mountains and forests slowly turn into darkness, and the pond water also turns dark. After catching the fish, the old man built a bonfire and skewered the fish with sticks to barbecue.

As the old man was busy, Zhang was afraid that he could only watch. He had all kinds of spiritual food and spiritual flesh, but he did not dare to let the old man know. At this time, it is better to be careful than to do more than to do less.

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

As time goes by, the night becomes deeper, and a little flame is particularly dazzling in the darkness, dancing and igniting warmth. The old man greeted him: "Come and sit." Zhang was afraid that he would not disobey him. Judging from the current situation, the old man was not hostile to him, so he should try his best to cater to him, so as not to irritate the old man and make fighting and killing dangerous.

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." Zhang Aif smiled and didn't answer, and took out a bottle of wine to drink slowly.

The old man's nose twitched, he raised his head and said, "It's not just a smell, what kind of wine is that?" Zhang Ain handed over the bottle and said, "This is nephrite, and your bottle is Sanweigan." The old man took an extra cup, I poured a cup of nephrite, smelled it first, then tasted it, and then praised it again: "The disciples of Tianlei Mountain really live up to their reputation, and there are so many treasures."

Zhang was afraid of not saying anything, and thought to himself: "Uncle Lin gave it to me, I just killed someone for him."

The old man asked him: "What other wines are there? Take them out." Zhang Ping went out to get the wine. A dozen white jade bottles quickly filled the tree stump. After opening the lids, all kinds of wine scents hit his nostrils. The smell is mellow and fragrant, making you salivate.

The old man's eyes were shining, and he was a little excited. He smelled the scent of one bottle and closed another bottle. He murmured: "Where did you get so many jelly 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 and aloof posture of Feng Qingyun just now.

Zhang Ping said: "If I like it, I can just stay."

"So many? Give them all to me?" The old man was a little happy. With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen bottles disappeared out of thin air. He laughed and said, "Since it's a gift from a little friend, I won't be polite."

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

After giving away more than a dozen bottles of wine, Zhang Wen's favor with the old man greatly increased. He did not bully others and steal 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: "Servant Zuo is right, you are quite good."

After successfully buying the old man with more than a dozen bottles of wine, Zhang Ain asked, "Do you know Mr. Zuo Shi?"