Volume 2: Yunji Canghai Chapter 532: Zhiyuan Fears Mud
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"Haha! Try the old man's buns, freshly out of the oven..." Seeing a customer coming, the shopkeeper greeted him attentively. 《》./《》./*.
After ordering a basket of buns, Lin Yi was not in a hurry to try them. He sat on the low table in front of the door, reached out and picked up the purple gold gourd on his waist, took a sip, and then looked at the shopkeeper of the bun shop.
The shopkeeper was about fifty or sixty years old, with a smile on his wrinkled face, a gray beard curled, and a coarse cloth robe stained with stains. Such an old man is no different from those mortals who are busy making a living. But Lin Yi's pupils shrank slightly and his mouth corners slightly raised.
"Haha! This is pickled by the old man, sent to the immortal to accompany the wine..." The old shopkeeper was very discerning. Seeing Lin Yi drinking, he hurriedly brought up a dish of side dishes.
Although he knew where he was going, Lin Yi was not in a hurry to get going. He didn't want to join in the fun, or maybe there were other reasons. However, he came to Danyang Town by the way, and found something strange, which was quite surprising.
Like a real foodie, after thanking him, Lin Yi picked up the bamboo book and praised: "The buns are delicious, and the side dishes are exquisite. Haha, not bad!"
With some free time, the old shopkeeper smiled and said: "As long as the immortal likes it, it's good!"
"How do you know my identity?" Lin Yi asked casually, and picked up a bun and put it in his mouth. He hasn't touched fireworks for many years, but he still has the desire for food.
"Even if I am old and blurry, I can still recognize the Taoist robe of the immortal." The old shopkeeper stood aside and laughed.
After eating a bun, Lin Yi nodded and said to himself, "I thought you recognized me!" He raised his eyes and asked, "I don't know the shopkeeper's name yet? Besides, are you the only one working in this shop?"
After a little pause, the shopkeeper looked at Lin Yi and smiled, "You are unfamiliar, haha! My surname is Feng, and the neighbors call me Shopkeeper Feng. After my wife passed away a few years ago, I have been managing this shop alone."
After saying "Oh", Lin Yi asked with a concerned look, "Does Shopkeeper Feng have no children?"
The smile was a little stiff, and Shopkeeper Feng turned away. He picked up a rag and wiped the table beside him, saying, "I am a widower and have no descendants!"
"I just asked casually, which is a bit rude, haha! I remember eating buns stuffed with mountain rhinoceros meat, which was delicious..." Lin Yi stood up and took out a spiritual stone, and said intentionally or unintentionally, "Still pay with spiritual stones?"
Storekeeper Feng was stunned again, and couldn't help but look at Lin Yi more. He still had a humble and flattering smile on his face, and said, "It would be good if you have some loose silver..."
Lin Yi glanced at Storekeeper Feng's face and threw down the spiritual stone. "With a casual smile, he nodded at the other party, walked out of the shop and walked along the street.
In the bun shop, the old shopkeeper's smile disappeared, and he stood there in a daze. He didn't care about the spiritual stone on the table, but watched the wandering back slowly walk away, and then shook his head. His uneasy expression was actually a bit tired.
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After so many years, he was not worried about being recognized. In addition, he looked young, and he was clearly an ordinary Qigong disciple. Therefore, walking on the street, Lin Yi did not attract attention. Passing by the lively street scene, he slowly walked out of the town.
When Lin Yi walked out of Danyang Town, he was not in a hurry to leave, but jumped onto a mountain. He looked back at the place where he came from, and then looked up at the sky. A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then he disappeared and sat down to rest. It was late spring, and it was dusk...
The spring days were long, but they could not help the deep night. After a short time, Danyang Town was immersed in the starry night. Many shops closed their doors early, and the streets became deserted.
Manager Feng was old and his hands and feet were still nimble. He cleaned up the shop, locked the door, and walked home alone. Under the dim lights, on the deserted streets, there was a figure that was gradually getting longer and slightly desolate.
With his sleeves rolled up and his back hunched, Shopkeeper Feng walked slowly, and his posture was no different from that of an ordinary old man. Leaving those few lights behind, he slowly stepped into the thick night and stopped in front of a small courtyard outside the town.
Looking around, Shopkeeper Feng casually pushed open the unlocked courtyard door and gently walked into the empty courtyard. After coming to the house where he lived, he turned around and closed the door. It was pitch dark in the room, but he didn't care about it at all. He didn't light the oil lamp, but stood there for a while, and actually let out a low sigh.
Reaching out and picking up a handful of curly beard, Shopkeeper Feng suddenly pinched a hand gesture and disappeared from the spot. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in a secret room ten feet underground.
Under the light of the fluorite embedded in the wall, the situation in the secret room was clear at a glance. The area of two or three meters was quiet and deserted. A wooden couch was placed in the corner of the wall, and there was a cushion on it, which should be used for meditation. On the ground in the other corner, there was a formation laid out by four stone pillars. Apart from that, there was nothing else.
When Shopkeeper Feng came here, his hunched back inexplicably straightened up, and his eyes, which were originally a little turbid, flashed with brilliance. Looking around, there was nothing unusual, he sat cross-legged in front of the couch, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing. How could this be the old man in his twilight years? This is clearly a monk!
After a while, Shopkeeper Feng suddenly felt uneasy. He slowly opened his eyes, with a tired look on his face, stood up and walked to the formation in the corner. After hesitating for a moment, he casually performed a trick, and light suddenly shone out from the stone pillar, and then connected into a square pillar of light, illuminating the secret room.
Shopkeeper Feng took a step forward, and the light of the formation suddenly became brighter, then gradually dimmed. His entire body has disappeared from the spot, and the four stone pillars have become what they were just now.
After a while, another figure appeared in the secret room, looking at everything in front of him with a playful smile.
The visitor was wearing a gray robe with a gourd tied around his waist. It was Lin Yi who was guarding outside Danyang Town. Even though he was resting on the mountain, no disturbance within hundreds of miles could hide from his consciousness. It was an unintentional move, but I noticed the difference.
Everything is as expected! What kind of person is this shopkeeper Feng?
This is a small teleportation array. There are spiritual stones embedded in the four stone pillars. It can be used repeatedly. It must not be too far away.
After thinking for a moment, Lin Yi made a trick. In the flash of light, the formation was activated again. He raised his eyebrows and without hesitation, he disappeared into the teleportation array in a flash...
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This is a small cave, with a teleportation array set up by four stone pillars on the ground of a stone room. Light flashed, and the figure of Shopkeeper Feng appeared in the formation. He came to a stone room outside. After a while, two men in black came in to greet him.
"I've met Lord Fenggu!" The two men in black were both in the late stages of Qi training, and they looked respectful in front of Shopkeeper Feng.
Shopkeeper Feng, who had his hands behind his back, gave a noncommittal 'hmm' and showed no expression on his face. He sat down at a stone table and asked thoughtfully: "Is there any news from the sect?"
One person bowed and replied: "Thunder Valley is still the same...!" Another person said: "Wouldn't it be better this way? I want to be free and at ease!"
"Carefree?" After reciting this sentence, Shopkeeper Feng shook his head feebly and said, "It's okay for you to wait..." Before he could finish his words, his expression suddenly changed and he looked at the two men in black at the same time. The formation in the stone room next door flickered with light, and someone appeared from it.
"Is it you?" A sudden change occurred, and Shopkeeper Feng was stunned and lost his voice. Immediately, he stood up suddenly, summoned the flying sword in his hand, and shouted sternly: "You dare to follow me here, you are so brave!"
At this time, Shopkeeper Feng had bright eyes and an imposing manner, as if he was a monk with strong skills. When the two men in black saw that something was not going well, they also used flying swords in panic. One of them even looked back outside the cave, wondering whether he wanted to run away or call for help.
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The moment Lin Yi emerged from the teleportation array, he could clearly see the situation in the cave. Facing the three people who were looking at him eagerly, he was slightly surprised. However, when his eyes fell on the two men in black, their eyebrows suddenly stood up, and their expressions instantly darkened.
"Are you from the Black Mountain Sect?" Lin Yi asked coldly, taking two steps forward.
They are only two feet apart from each other. If they move their hands, the cave will be so narrow that it will be difficult to move around. But the other party didn't answer the question and didn't take him seriously. As his thoughts changed rapidly, Shopkeeper Feng became cautious. One of the men in black, relying on the strength of the crowd, opened his mouth and cursed: "What about the people of the Black Mountain Sect? You are only at the fifth level of Qi training, but you dare to run wild in Thunder Valley. You are really impatient... ah ...!"
The man screamed miserably before he finished speaking, and was actually split in half by a golden light. In shock, when Shopkeeper Feng was about to activate the flying sword, another man in black fell to the ground and became a dead body.
"You..." In shock, Shopkeeper Feng turned pale with shock. Killing two of his men in the blink of an eye was definitely not the work of a Qi-training monk. And that golden light is clearly a magic weapon, but the other party is actually a golden elixir monk? He didn't have time to think too much, he pointed his finger, and a sword light rushed towards the young man——
There was no time to waste, there was only a 'bang' sound, and Shopkeeper Feng's flying sword was blocked by a white light shield. He grabbed a handful of talismans and tried to adapt, but saw that the young man blocked the exit of the cave in a flash, and actually placed a ban, and then he raised the corners of his mouth at him in a leisurely manner. And the golden sword that took the lives of two people was hanging in the air, and in the dazzling golden light, the terrifying power had swallowed up the entire cave.
There is no way out, and the slightest movement will be catastrophic. In despair, Shopkeeper Feng broke out in cold sweat. I really made a mistake, such a young person turned out to be Senior Jin Dan! He deserves his own misfortune!
His expression changed rapidly. After a slight hesitation, Shopkeeper Feng put away his flying sword. He lowered his head in frustration, cupped his hands and said, "Senior, Feng thought he had never offended you, so why did he deceive you like this?"
When life and death were about to happen, shopkeeper Feng did not beg for mercy, but fought with grief and indignation. His unwilling expression also contained a bit of decadence and helplessness.
Seeing this, Lin Yi pondered for a moment, looked coldly, and asked: "You really don't recognize me?"
Looking up in shock, Shopkeeper Feng looked at this young man of unknown origin again. This person has a tall and straight posture, his gray monk's robe is stretched and elegant; his long hair is shawl, casual and unruly; on his slightly weird Taoist bun, the white hairpin is quite impressive; his knife-like cheeks are as calm as jade, and his brows are indifferent ; The lips of moderate thickness seem to be slightly upward at all times, and the whole person carries an aura of arrogant laziness and scorn. When his eyes fell on the wine gourd on the other party's waist, he seemed to have remembered something, but he didn't dare to determine...
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