Chapter 1601: Legend of the Master

When the white-haired old man appeared, Hahar and other monsters did not dare to neglect and quickly backed down.

Obviously.

They were all in awe of the white-haired old man.

When the old man walked slowly with his bone jade staff, his pair of deep and turbid eyes kept staring at Gu Qingfeng. But the more he looked, the deeper his frown became, his expression became more horrified, and the more he looked, the more doubtful he became. , the more I look at it, the more scared I feel.

When he stopped, the white-haired old man suddenly bowed his head, raised his hands in salute, and said: "I'm bronze, I want to pay my respects to the Master."

This time of worship, not only the two immortals Zijin and Ziqing were shocked, but also Hahaer and other great wilderness spirit monsters were a little frightened.

"Hahar, what are you still doing here? Why don't you come and pay homage to the Master!"

The white-haired old man shouted angrily in a low voice. Hahar and other monsters looked at each other. Without hesitation, they all transformed into adults and paid their respects.

Sitting on the chariot.

Gu Qingfeng crossed his legs, tilted his head slightly, looked at the white-haired old man with squinted eyes, and said with a smile: "Why do you call me Master?"

The white-haired old man responded respectfully: "Your Majesty is neither an immortal nor a demon, nor a monster. Although he is a human being, he is not an ordinary person. He is a superior person, and he is definitely a superior person."

"Haha." Gu Qingfeng asked: "Tell me, why am I not a mortal, and how can I be superior to others?"

"I beg your pardon for my poor eyesight, I really can't tell what's so extraordinary about you."

"Since you can't see it, how can you tell that I am the one above all human beings?"

"I'm just afraid. I'm afraid of what I'm afraid of."

"There is fear in the heart, and fear comes from fear..." Gu Qingfeng shook his head and smiled lightly, and said: "Master... Haha, don't say it, it sounds quite fresh."

In Gu Qingfeng's impression, the words "Master" can only be seen in some very ancient classics.

Because although there are three thousand people in the Dao, humanity has long since fallen. The so-called people are nothing more than ants in the eyes of the Dao.

If you are an ant, how can you be called a master?

Some are just immortals, monsters, and devils.

certainly.

Heaven and earth have gone through countless years, and in every era there will always be a few extraordinary people. These people are neither immortals, demons, monsters, nor Buddhas, and they are no longer in any great way. Although they are mortals, they are extraordinary. Such people are known as masters.

only.

There are only a handful of masters in the past, as rare as a phoenix, even rarer than a saint. Gu Qingfeng had only seen records about the master in ancient books. He had never seen one, not even once, alive. For most of my life, this was the first time in my life that someone called me Master.

Do not know why.

Hearing someone call him the Master, Gu Qingfeng felt an indescribable feeling deep in his heart. He felt as if he had finally found a place to belong, and he finally felt like a human being.

"What's your name? Bronze, right?" Gu Qingfeng asked: "Are you the mountain king of this monster mountain?"

"No! I'm just an old demon practicing on this black scale mountain."

"Then who is your mountain king?"

"Master,

We have no king in Blackscale Mountain. "

"If there is no mountain king, there should be a leader or something, right?"

"We don't have a leader in Black Scale Mountain. We are practicing here just to exchange experiences and take care of each other. There is no other intention."

"Don't misunderstand me." Gu Qingfeng said with a smile: "As you just said, I am neither an immortal nor a Buddha, nor a demon. Therefore, I don't know what you are doing on the mountain, and I don't want to know. So I have no other intention of coming here, I just want to inquire about something.”

The white-haired old man named Gu Bing raised his head and stared at Gu Qingfeng for a while, pondered for a moment, stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation and said: "Master, if you don't mind, you can come to my humble residence and have a few drinks."

"Oh, this is so good."

"please."

After Gu Tong asked Hahaar to wait for the monsters to leave, he took Gu Qingfeng to Black Scale Mountain.

Black Scale Mountain is a mountain range with many peaks connected up and down. Bronze lives on the top of one peak.

On top of the peak, the place is not big.

There is only one ancient tree growing on the cliff. Under the ancient tree is a simple-looking stone house. Outside the stone house is a pavilion with a stone table and four stone benches.

"Your humble abode is really cold."

Gu Qingfeng originally thought that this old monster's so-called humble abode must be some kind of cave at least, because he could see that with the old monster's ability, it would not be difficult to open a cave here. Even if a cave was not opened, why He also had to build a decent manor or something on the mountain, but he never thought that the old monster would live on the top of this mountain.

"The humble abode is so shabby that it makes the Master laugh."

"Why don't you open a cave?"

"The space in the quicksand secret world is not stable. If you live in the cave, it will be very dangerous."

"That's true, but even if you don't open a cave, you can still live in a manor."

"It's just practice. It doesn't matter where you practice."

Hearing this, Gu Qingfeng laughed dumbly and said: "It's a shame that I know it's you, the old monster. Otherwise, based on your words, I would have thought you were a senior expert in the immortal style."

"The master was joking, I didn't mean it that way, it's just..." Gu Tongcheng was about to explain in fear, but Gu Qingfeng was not interested in listening. He is a good drinker and wants to taste all kinds of wine. Otherwise, He was too lazy to talk nonsense with an old monster in this shabby place, so he immediately interrupted and asked: "Come on, let's not talk about other nonsense. Why don't you have a few drinks? Where is the wine?"

Gu Bing didn't dare to neglect. When he raised his hand, there was a dark red exquisite bone jade wine bottle in his hand, as well as two crystal clear black jade cups. First, he carefully placed the black jade cup in front of Gu Qingfeng and held it. The bone jade jug poured a glass of wine for Gu Qingfeng, and then poured another glass of wine for himself.

The wine in the cup is like a purple flame burning on the water, or like a rose blooming in the dark night. The fragrance of the wine is faint and mellow.

Bronze held the wine glass in both hands and said, "I would like to propose a toast to you first."

Gu Qingfeng nodded, picked up the black jade cup, and drank the wine in one gulp. It was soft in the mouth, sweet in the mouth, and fragrant on the lips and teeth. After drinking, it felt like swimming in a quiet spring under the moonlight, feeling quiet and elegant. He felt so good and asked, "What kind of wine is this? It tastes very unique."

"This wine is called Tulip."

While talking, Gu Tong poured another cup for Gu Qingfeng.

"tulip?"

Gu Qingfeng looked at the wine in the black jade cup, which was like a purple flame rose blooming in the dark night, then looked at the bronze opposite, and asked: "Will you tell me that you made this wine yourself. "

"The Master is really flattering me. Even if I were given a million years, I still wouldn't be able to brew such exquisite wine. This tulip was given to me by a senior."

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