Chapter 1373 Passport

Chapter 1373 Pass

Hearing the old man's words, Yi Yun was slightly taken aback. Although he was nervous just now, he didn't appear to be flustered on the outside. Unexpectedly, the old man guessed that he had run into an enemy and came to this teahouse to escape. At the beginning, there was no reason to greet myself.

Yi Yun didn't answer, but said: "Old man, I'm indeed thirsty, so feel free to have some tea and food."

"Some rough tea and light meals, only guest officials don't dislike them."

The old man said so, but he still went to prepare a pot of tea and some dried fruits.

The tea was just ordinary spirit tea, but the old man brewed it had a different kind of fragrance. Yi Yun fiddled with the tea leaves with a tureen, took a sip, and nodded, "Good tea."

The old man shook his head and said: "The guest officer was joking, as a guest officer, how could he value these rough teas?"

Yi Yun put down the tea bowl. He looked at the old man. Although the old man was old, the fire of life in his body hadn't reached the point where it was blown by the wind. He should still have a lifespan of hundreds of years.

Yi Yun said, "Drinking tea is a state of mind. In comparison, tea itself is sometimes not so important. For example, old man, you set up a teahouse like this in Wucheng, where every inch of land is expensive. The tea and food sold here are only marked with some broken jade, the income of such a business is far from enough for the rent, if I don’t have a good mood, I’m afraid I won’t be able to manage these things.”

Hearing Yi Yun's words, the old man smiled wryly: "Guest officer, this teahouse is actually old, so there is no need for rent."

Hearing the old man's words, Yi Yun was a little surprised. He didn't need to ask to know that the shops in Wucheng should be expensive, but this old man has only Yuan Jijing cultivation, so he actually owns such a shop?

"My son left it to me." The old man waved his hand and brought Yi Yun some dried meat.

Seeing that the old man didn't want to say more, Yi Yun didn't ask too much. He said, "Old man, do you know where you can buy top-level natural materials and earthly treasures in this martial city?"

"The top treasures of heaven and earth? If we say that the top treasures of heaven and earth are still in the inner city of Wucheng, that is, the sixth city where Wuling Palace is located. In the entire Wucheng, Wuling Palace occupies a large piece of land in the middle. Just need a pass to enter the inner city”

"Permit? How do I get it?" Yi Yun saw the mark of the sixth area on the map, but the specific qualifications for entering the city were not introduced on the map.

"Every year, the Martial Spirit Palace will allow warriors to submit applications and issue passes after the assessment. However, the conditions of the assessment are very strict, and the time for this year's assessment has passed. I'm afraid you won't be able to get a pass."

Hearing the old man's introduction, Yi Yun was stunned. The Martial Spirit Clan is so troublesome. An inner city requires a pass to enter, and it's so troublesome to issue it.

The old man saw Yi Yun's thoughts and said, "The Wuling Clan is an ancient relic. They have a special bloodline and outstanding talent. In fact, they look down on outsiders like us at all. In the Wuling Clan, some outsiders have become elders, but in general , are all excluded and suppressed. In the sixth urban area, more than 90% are from the Wuling tribe."

The old man spoke slowly, and Yi Yun was a little surprised when he heard that this old man knew so many things with such a low level of cultivation.

He glanced at the old man's dantian, he was not the kind of person who was injured and fell to the realm, but a real low-level warrior, and he didn't have much martial arts talent.

"Thank you old man for telling me so much, it seems that I can only go to other places to see."

Yi Yun didn't want to wait here in vain just to find some materials. He also considered sneaking into the inner city, but considering that the ancestor of Wanshen was still in this city, the risk was too high, so he decided to forget it.

Yi Yun was about to pay the money and leave when the old man said, "You don't need to leave, this old man has a pass, it's useless to keep it, I can give it to you."

"Oh?" Yi Yun looked at the old man in surprise. Does the old man still have this thing? He also said just now that the examination of the issuance of permits is very strict.

The old man said: "It was also given to me by my son, he can be regarded as a disciple of the Wuling clan."

so it is

Yi Yun nodded. He felt that the fire of life in the old man's body was stronger than that of ordinary old men in the Yuan base realm. He probably took some life-prolonging elixir, presumably it was given to him by his son.

It's a teahouse, a elixir, and a passport. His son is filial.

"Guest officer, come with me to get it at home."

While the old man was talking, he wanted to close the teahouse.

It's only after noon now, and seeing that the old man was about to close the door, Yi Yun said shyly, "Don't be in such a hurry, old man. You're only doing half of your business today. I can wait here until evening."

The old man shook his head: "It's nothing, and there are no customers. This teahouse was just left to me by my son so that I could chat with some old friends. By the way, it also provided some resting places for some low-level warriors who often come and go to Wucheng. Now The business is also deserted, not necessarily a few people, it will be closed when it is closed.”

While the old man was speaking, he had already slowly locked the door.

He led Yi Yun through several alleys and came to a courtyard. The courtyard was not big, with a tall fir tree planted in the middle. The lush canopy covered the entire courtyard, making it look shady and warm.

"It's a good place to live."

Yi Yun thought from the bottom of his heart that the price of such an elegant residence in Wucheng must be high. It seems that the old man's son really has some skills.

With the slight friction sound of the wooden shaft turning, the old man pushed open the courtyard door. In this courtyard, there was a little girl in a floral plaid who had just fetched a basin of water and was washing a towel.

She looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, full of youthful vigor.

Seeing the old man coming in, she pursed her lips, as if she had something to say, but when she saw Yi Yun behind the old man, she stopped what she wanted to say.

"Grandpa, this man is"

The little girl originally looked weak and rather pitiful, but when she saw Yi Yun, she became vigilant.

"It's one of Grandpa's guests, not a bad person, Xiaoxiao, go and make a bowl of tea."

As the old man spoke, he said to Yi Yun, "Guest officer, stay in the living room for a while, and wait for the old man to get the pass."

Yi Yun clasped his fists and saluted, "Thank you, old man. I don't know the price of this pass."

"There's no need for money, and it's useless for me to keep it. I don't need to go to the inner city anyway, so I'll leave it to you."

While the old man was speaking, he walked towards the wing room.

Yi Yun glanced at the old man's back, logically speaking, the old man's life was considered complete and he had a filial and promising son, but he felt that there was always a glimmer of cloud in the old man's brow.

Yi Yun focused slightly. Out of curiosity, he glanced at the room that the little girl had just entered. He felt that there was a very weak breathing sound in that room, which meant that there was still someone living there.

Yi Yun couldn't help scanning his perception for a while, and immediately saw the scene in the room, but he was stunned after seeing it.

He saw a young man with a pale face and protruding blood vessels lying on the couch, while the little girl was kneeling beside the couch, picked up a towel and wrung it dry, carefully wiping the young man's body.

The man didn't feel anything. If it wasn't for his weak breathing, Yi Yun would almost have thought he was dead.

This young man is very ill!

"Daddy, come get better soon, please, if you don't get better, what will grandpa and I do?"

The girl wiped the man's face, tears rolled down uncontrollably, Yi Yun stared at him in a daze.

Is this young man the son of the old man?

Thinking of the expression on the old man's face when he mentioned his son several times just now, it was not pride, but confusion and heaviness. Yi Yun suddenly understood that the old man's son was seriously injured in bed, unable to wake up.

Yi Yun couldn't help but glanced at the young man's dantian, and he saw the Dao Palace impressively.

The second level of Dao Palace.

Compared with the old man's age, this young man is only a few hundred years old, and he is definitely a rare genius who can reach the second level of the Dao Palace at the age of a few hundred.

It is a pity that such a genius suddenly fell into a coma and was about to die of illness.

Seeing the little girl pear blossom wiping the young man's face in vain with rain on her face, Yi Yun felt inexplicably sad.

This young man is the pillar of the family, and now that the pillar is down, the life of the grandfather and grandson in Wucheng may be difficult.

Thinking of the low-grade spirit tea being sold by the old man, and the back view of the teahouse staggeringly closing the door, Yi Yun felt that the soft place in his heart was touched.

"Guest officer, I have brought you this pass."

The old man walked out of the wing room, holding a bronze token in his hand, the word "Wu Ling" was engraved on the front of the token.

"Xiaoxiao, why haven't you made tea yet?" the old man said to the back room.

"coming."

Xiaoxiao hurriedly wiped away her tears, went to the back room to fetch tea and boiling water, and came to the living room.

Seeing the little girl's red eyes, Yi Yun didn't know what to say. He took the tea from the little girl's hand, was silent for a while, and said to the old man, "Can the old man tell you about your son?"

Hearing Yi Yun's question, the old man was startled, and immediately guessed that Yi Yun had already seen his son lying in bed.

He shook his head and said: "There is nothing to say. Maybe he is not lucky enough. Fate is bad. He was originally talented, but he seems to have got some opportunities. He was recruited by the Wuling Clan at a young age. He is extremely dazzling. After getting a foothold, he let me move my old bones to Wucheng, and let me open a teahouse so that I could chat with old friends when I was bored. Later, he married a beautiful wife and had a daughter , I thought that having such a son was a blessing from several generations of cultivation, but I didn't want people to have misfortunes and blessings. Once he went out for training, he was severely injured, and he became like this. At the beginning, he was still in the Wuling clan. treatment, but two years ago, the Wuling Clan declared that he could not be cured, so I brought him home and have been taking care of him until now."

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