Chapter 1177 Ancestor Luo Xuan

Gu Qingfeng drank Luo Xuan's soup while listening to the conversation between the shopkeeper and the elders of Shangqing Sect.

To be honest.

Gu Qingfeng had never deliberately concealed his identity, and he didn't care whether his identity was exposed or not.

For him, it didn't make much difference whether his identity was exposed or not.

If it wasn't exposed, there would be less trouble and more convenience.

If it was exposed, it would be more trouble and less convenience, that's all.

He was in trouble now, so he naturally didn't care about the trouble caused by his identity being exposed.

Moreover, compared with the original sin of cause and effect and the three thousand great ways, this little trouble was really insignificant.

After Elder Bai Xuan and others of Shangqing Sect drank Luo Xuan's soup, they didn't stay for long because there were still many things to do in the sect.

After Shopkeeper Luo Xuan sent Elder Bai Xuan away, Gu Qingfeng asked: "Shopkeeper, can I ask if Grandpa Luo Xuan is still here?"

Grandpa Luo Xuan was very kind to him back then. Since he was here today, Gu Qingfeng thought that he had to visit the old man anyway.

"Mr. Luo Xuan?" The shopkeeper said with a smile, "You are not a local, are you? All the elders of our Luo Xuan Old Tang are Mr. Luo Xuan. I wonder which old man you are looking for?"

"That's right."

Gu Qingfeng thought about it carefully, but he couldn't remember the name of the old man Luo Xuan who took care of him back then, so he said, "I don't know what the old man's full name is. He is not the shopkeeper here, but he used to come here all the time."

"Before? How long ago?"

The shopkeeper of Luo Xuan Old Tang looked Gu Qingfeng up and down, and saw that Gu Qingfeng had no cultivation and no luck, and felt very strange. After all, in this era of revival of all things and luck flying all over the sky, it is not rare to say that there is no luck, but if there is no cultivation at all, it is very rare.

"About 400 years ago? The old man has a nickname, called Lao Tangtou, and everyone in Shixian Town knows him."

When the shopkeeper heard Lao Tangtou, he immediately knew who Gu Qingfeng was looking for, and said: "That's our Luo Xuan's ancestor, what do you want to see him for?"

"What? This..."

Gu Qingfeng rubbed his chin,

For a moment, he really didn't know how to answer this question, and explained: "It's nothing big, I just want to see the old man."

"Is that so."

The shopkeeper looked at the sky and said: "This At this time, our ancestor usually listens to music in the theater by Longtan. If you want to wait, just wait here for a while. Once the sun sets, he will come back. If you don’t want to wait, just go to the theater by Longtan to find him. "

"This old man really hasn’t changed at all."

After hearing what the shopkeeper said, Gu Qingfeng remembered that the old man would go to the garden by Longtan to listen to music every afternoon, and it was unshakable. It was like this in the past. It turned out that after so many years, it has not changed at all.

"Little brother, you look young, but you sound like you have known our ancestor for a long time."

The shopkeeper knew his ancestor very well, and he had friends from all walks of life. So when he heard that Gu Qingfeng was looking for the ancestor, he was not surprised at all. Instead, Gu Qingfeng's tone made him feel a little strange. He thought Gu Qingfeng was an ordinary person with no cultivation and no luck, at most in his twenties. How could he say that he had known the ancestor for a long time, and even mentioned more than four hundred years ago?

Gu Qingfeng just smiled at the shopkeeper's doubts, told Fei Kui to pay the bill, and prepared to go to Longtan's garden.

He knew that the garden was very famous in Weiyang Domain, but he had not been there for nine years in Shangqing Sect, not even once. First, he had no time, second, he had no mood, and third, he had no spare money. During the nine years of practicing in Shangqing Sect, he was either practicing or being bullied by the bastards of Shangqing Sect. How could Gu Qingfeng have the mood to visit a theater?

At this time, someone outside shouted: "Luo Lao Ba, your ancestor is quarreling with someone over at Longtan, you should go and have a look."

The shopkeeper named Luo Lao Ba was confused and asked: "Our ancestor? Quarreling with someone? With whom?"

"I heard it was a few juniors from the Liuguang family."

"Liuguang family?" Luo Lao Ba was even more confused and continued to ask: "The ancestor is old, why is he quarreling with a bunch of juniors? And they are the juniors of the Liuguang family? What is the reason?"

Luo Lao Ba was not worried about the safety of the old man, and he was still slowly cleaning up the old soup on the table.

Just kidding.

The ancestor has been selling Luo Xuan Old Soup in Shixian Town for almost ten thousand years. Most of the people in Weiyang Domain grew up drinking Luo Xuan Old Soup. When the old man shouted, Weiyang Domain would tremble. Under such circumstances, who dared to touch the ancestor of Luo Xuan Old Soup in Weiyang Domain? Unless they are tired of living.

"I heard that it was the younger generation of the Liuguang family who humiliated the king. Your ancestor couldn't stand it and gave them a few words of advice, and then they started quarreling."

"As soon as I heard it, I guessed it was definitely because of the king."

Luo Laoba looked quite helpless. He took off the apron tied around his waist and sighed, "Only when it comes to the king's affairs will our ancestor quarrel with others. Let's go and take a look. This old man is really a headache. How many years have passed? Almost five hundred years, right? Why is the old man still like this? It's really a headache!"

Luo Laoba did have a headache.

Because this was not the first time that the old man quarreled with others over the king's affairs.

As for how many times, Luo Laoba couldn't remember clearly. In his impression, over the years, as long as he heard someone say something wrong about the king, the old man would go over and quarrel with them. There were a few times when he quarreled so much that he almost got angry and wanted to hit someone.

In this regard.

Luo Laoba had nothing but headaches.

Although he had practiced for a thousand years and was also a descendant of the Luo Xuan family, he had never seen the King of Chixiao himself. When the king was practicing in Shangqing Sect, he was in seclusion to conceive his soul, and he was in seclusion for decades.

However.

He knew everything about what happened to King Chi Xiao during his nine years of cultivation in Shangqing Sect.

Not only him, but almost all the descendants of the entire Luo Xuan family knew everything.

Because the ancestor often used the king's affairs to teach them a lesson, saying that they did not know how to appreciate their blessings, and also said how difficult the king's situation was in Shangqing Sect. He had been bullied for nine years and had suffered injuries of all sizes. Even so, the king still endured the humiliation and went against the tide. Nine years later, the world met for martial arts, and he soared to the sky. He beat all those who bullied him half to death, from the inner and outer disciples to the many elders, and did not let any of them go.