Chapter 545 Wonton Old Man in Tears

Yu Zecheng was silent for a long time and said:

"Brother, what do you think?"

Suddenly the voice of the second senior brother sounded beside Yu Zecheng:

"I misjudged Wang Shuyuan before. He is a man. He is worthy of being a disciple of my Xuanyuan Sword Sect."

Yu Zecheng said:

"How do I feel that this is an internal bureau, the purpose..."

The second senior brother said:

"Junior brother, the grudge between you and him is too deep, so you think Wang Shuyuan is a bit extreme. My opinion of him has changed drastically today. You are a good brother."

Yu Zecheng had nothing to say, the same was true for his second senior brother. Needless to say, Patriarch Yinglong who had always doted on him, there was no point in saying anything else, and instead he was left to the wild thoughts of others.

Forget it, I won't say more about this matter. If Wang Shuyuan is really innocent, then I won't accuse him unjustly. If everything is his disguise, then I will kill him with the sword in the future.

Yu Zecheng secretly swore that this incident would be over.

Yu Zecheng continued to search hard for the battlefield of the war, and finally the Dark Demon Sect offered a reward of two million spiritual stones. Only then did he discover that the real battlefield of the war was Chang'an City, the capital of the Tang Dynasty.

This was beyond Yu Zecheng's expectation. It turned out that the purpose of the city of Chang'an was to suppress the rebellion caused by the souls of the aliens who were killed during the Zhulu War, so it was called Chang'an. After tens of thousands of years of development, Chang'an gradually became a The super city has become the country of the Tang Dynasty. Things are really unpredictable.

So it was like that. No wonder he couldn't find it. Knowing the direction, Yu Zecheng said goodbye to everyone and set off towards Chang'an City alone.

The ancient city of Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty, stretches for hundreds of miles and is extremely majestic. Pedestrians are like clouds, rubbing shoulders one after another. There is a saying:

Chang'an Avenue is narrow and sloping, with green oxen, white horses and seven-scented carriages. Jade chariots passed across the main hall, and golden whips came to the Hou family.

The dragon holds a treasure in its head to carry the morning sun, and the phoenix spits out tassels to carry the sunset. Hundreds of feet of hairsprings compete around the tree, and a flock of delicate birds sing.

There is also a branch of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect in Chang'an City, and Yu Zecheng directly came to live here and slowly searched for it.

Sure enough, when they arrived here, Sword Spirit reacted immediately. This was indeed the battlefield of the deer competition back then. As long as I find the location of the seal back then, I can follow the seal and enter the Great Freedom Heaven.

As night fell, Yu Zecheng began to wander around Chang'an City with his sword spirit, looking for the sealed place. Chang'an City is really a prosperous place. When night falls, countless lights are lit, and there are still people on the streets. This is Chang'an's characteristic night market.

Yu Zecheng searched and searched, and finally found the sealing place during the war. He was excited and rushed over quickly. After all the changes, the original barren mountains and ridges were now filled with buildings and bustling.

Finally Yu Zecheng came there. There was a street corner, a street food stall, two tables, a few benches, a stove, and a small food stall that could not be smaller. It occupied an area of It happened to be at the sealing location of the great war that year.

Yu Zecheng came to the stall. The stools and tables were very clean. Yu Zecheng sat down, and the sword spirit suddenly sensed that this was it. As long as he expounded the law, he could cut through time and space and enter the Great Freedom. Steal the innate spiritual treasure, and then return to the world according to the sword spirit hidden here.

Yu Zecheng was very excited. At this time, an old man came over and asked:

"Brother, sir, what would you like to eat?"

Yu Zecheng was happy and said:

"Old man, what are you selling?"

The old man who was busy at the stall raised his head and said with a smile.

"I have the best wontons here in the Tang Dynasty. My wontons are famous all over the world. Would you like a bowl? A big bowl is worth five cents, and a small bowl is three cents."

Yu Zecheng thought for a while and said:

"Old man, let's have a small bowl."

He didn't have much thought about eating wontons, he just paid attention to the environment here and casually ordered some wontons to suit the occasion.

Immediately, a bowl of wontons came up. It was so hot and tempting that Yu Zecheng took a casual sip. He was immediately seduced by the aroma of the wontons. It was so delicious and fragrant. He had never tasted anything like this before. Delicious wontons.

Yu Zecheng ate a big gulp, eating one bowl and said:

"Old man, give me another bowl. I want a big bowl. It's so delicious. It's really a must-have."

The old man said:

"Okay, let's have another big bowl, little brother, my wontons are very famous in this area, everyone likes them..."

The old man liked to chatter as he got older. He kept talking, wrapping wontons while talking, and then put the wontons into the pot.

The old man moved his hands quickly, and the wrinkles on his face flickered in the firelight. Yu Zecheng glanced at him casually and watched him making wontons. Every move he made was done just right and extremely delicately. It seems that if something is made in heaven and contains the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, suddenly Yu Zecheng seems to have realized something.

What kind of wontons are being made here and there? This is refining weapons, swords, and treasures, Yu Zecheng thought. He looked at the old man carefully again. At this glance, under the induction of the Transboundary Hunyuan Divine Mind Technique, I immediately discovered something unusual. I saw that the old man did not exist in the induction. This kind of non-existence was not an illusion or a spell. It seemed that He is the heaven and earth. The heaven and earth are natural and all laws are included, so this old man does not exist in his own sky-penetrating and transboundary Hunyuan spiritual mind.

Returning to one's true nature and transforming into a mortal world, this feeling he had experienced countless times in the old madman and the old immortal. Suddenly, Yu Zecheng thought of what the old madman said back then:

"In a year at the shortest and ten years at the longest, I will wake up and get out of the lost state. This state is coming to an end. Maybe it will happen a few more times. After a thousand years, I will be like those old guys, selling wontons on the street, giving secret manuals to children everywhere, or strolling around the street with a huqin, free from worries and at ease."

Selling wontons on the street, and selling wontons in the ancient battlefield of Zhulu, Yu Zecheng suddenly felt cold from the heart to the soles of his feet. This old guy must be the one who sells wontons on the street that the old madman envied. He must be the one who returns to the true oneness of the void, so he can't find him under his own piercing and crossing the boundary of the great god Hunyuan. The purpose of his selling wontons here may be to guard the seals of the alien races left after the Zhulu battle.

Yu Zecheng was a little dumbfounded. How could life be like this? He had worked so hard to find this place, and there was Fanxu Zhenyi sitting here. Going to Dazizaitian was just an illusion. Maybe he would kill him as soon as he cast a spell. He killed himself like a game, pinching an ant.

If it was Yuanying Zhenjun Yu Zecheng, he would dare to fight, but this old madman also praised Zhenyi, Yu Zecheng would not dare to try it.

While he was hesitating, wontons were served. Yu Zecheng took a sip of wonton soup, and the delicious wonton soup had no taste. Oh, take another sip.

But speaking of it, this wonton is really delicious. It was made by Zhenyi Shenjun. You can't buy it no matter how much money you have. Who cares? There will always be a way to the mountain. Eat it first.

Yu Zecheng sat here and ate three bowls of wontons. He asked for coriander and garlic, and the old man asked him to cook the wontons. He felt relieved and returned to Xuanyuan Sword.

What should he do? How should he get rid of this old man? Yu Zecheng began to think hard about the plan. He went there to eat wontons every day. Every time he saw the old man making wontons, Yu Zecheng always had a feeling that it should be like this.

In this way, Yu Zecheng ate wontons here for a whole month, and thought about it for a month, but in the end he got nothing and continued to eat wontons here.

That night, Yu Zecheng continued to eat wontons here. As the number of times he came increased, Yu Zecheng gradually felt that the pot for cooking wontons, the four benches, and the two tables seemed to be in the mystery of heaven and earth like the old man.

The wontons cooked in that pot were not simple wontons. It seemed that the spiritual energy of the entire Chang'an City was rolling in that pot. As long as I sat on the stool and ate wontons, it was as if I was one with the world, and no one could sense me.

If I had offended any enemy and fled here to eat a bowl of wontons, even if Fanxu Zhenyi's spiritual sense scanned, no one would be able to find me.

Yu Zecheng liked eating wontons here more and more. Today, he ordered a big bowl again and sat in a corner to eat. While eating, he heard a voice:

"Old wonton, I'm here, give me a bowl too, I want to try something new today."

Yu Zecheng must have heard this voice there, many years ago, very familiar and unforgettable.

The old man said:

"You are a peddler who travels around the country. You deserve to be called a master. Do you have money in your pocket? The wontons I sell you are not cheap."

The man said:

"If you dare to eat wontons without money, add some good ingredients to it. My wontons are not delicious today, and I will never let you go."

Yu Zecheng looked up and was stunned. The man was Liu Yifan, a wandering merchant of Wanli Yunyou Sect whom he met by chance that year.

This guy is known as buying life and death. He sold me the True Water Dust-Repelling Robe and the Qiankun Moving Talisman. Later, he sold a Taixuan Prison to the Kunpeng Demon King in the South China Sea to restrain himself. It is said that if you want to meet him, you have to wait until the disaster comes, so he is known as buying life and death.

He is so familiar with the wonton seller, like a dragon and a dragon, a phoenix and a phoenix. Maybe this guy is also returning to the true one and traveling in the world. By the way, the first time I saw him was in Xiling. Maybe his purpose of going to Xiling was to eliminate the harm of the Qianmo Lingzun Sect, but he was cleared out by me first.

Yu Zecheng turned around and said:

"Greetings, senior, Yu Zecheng is polite."

When Liu Yifan saw Yu Zecheng, he was stunned and said:

"Why are you here? What senior? I am not..."

When Yu Zecheng was eating wontons, under the protection of the old man, the world was one, and Liu Yifan did not find Yu Zecheng when he arrived here.

Yu Zecheng said:

"I'll bring the old madman to say hello to you two."

Liu Yifan glanced at Yu Zecheng and said:

"Golden elixir, not bad, not bad."

He turned around and said to the old man:

"Old Wonton, you fooled me, you played a trick on me. It's over, you and I have been discovered by him, it's embarrassing, by the way, how many days will you stay in Chang'an?"

The old man said while wrapping wontons:

"Three days later, Miaoxiang Baiyun Mountain will hold a thousand-year celebration, I will go there to join in the fun."

Liu Yifan looked back and was stunned:

"Yu Zecheng, why are you crying?"

At this time, Yu Zecheng was already in tears. It turned out that Old Wonton was just selling wontons here. He thought things were complicated and scared himself, and he burst into tears.