Cultivation

36 Old 8

Zhang Linggu wished to give all his true energy to Fengyulou, but he was practicing magic, so he could only find some spiritual objects of heaven and earth treasures to supplement Fengyulou.

Although there are many treasures in the world, they are often hidden in inaccessible places. Finding one or two of them is already a great miracle.

Zhang Linggu thought for a while and landed in a small forest outside Yangzhou City.

There is a small tavern in the grove, with a green brick courtyard and creepers on the courtyard wall. If you don't look carefully, you can't tell that there are houses here.

However, this tavern does not sell alcohol for a living, it sells news, all kinds of news from the world of cultivating immortals.

Zhang Linggu saw the half-old wine flag fluttering weakly in the wind, and a sense of kindness rose in his heart. When Yu Yuanzhou was young, he often called friends here and got drunk. Not a single guest was deserted, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. In his memory, this place has always been lively.

Zhang Linggu had just walked through the moon gate when he suddenly heard a voice from the treetops: "A guest is here!"

The guy who was dozing on the threshold was in a good dream, and was indifferent to the voice. A black shadow from the tree top flew down and landed on the guy's shoulder, and pecked the guy on the forehead unceremoniously.

After being awakened, the man jumped up from the threshold. When he saw Zhang Linggu, he immediately put away his furious expression, and put on a careless smile: "Guest officer, please."

He waved his hand impatiently to the starling on his shoulder: "Stay there."

The starling landed on the potted plant by the door, the white hair on his chest made Zhang Linggu feel inexplicably familiar, Zhang Linggu blurted out: "Old eight?"

The starling let out a "quack" as if frightened, which made Zhang Linggu suddenly remember that he was the one who won the old eighth from the boss in this tavern, and he couldn't help laughing: "Still Let you go back to your hometown."

The old man landed on Zhang Linggu's shoulders, from when Zhang Linggu fell to the ground as a half-dead spirit baby to when Wu Jiuzi worked so hard to raise him to look like he was twelve or thirteen years old. The boy who hadn't seen him for a long time turned into a young man, the outline was already vague but he still recognized the person's appearance.

The surprise of the long-lost reunion made it jump wildly on Zhang Linggu's shoulders, and two feathers fell from the fluttering wings: "Spirit bone! Spirit bone!"

The clerk also woke up at this time, and looked at Zhang Linggu with a smile on his face: "The person who knows Lao Ba must be a regular customer, but my little eyesight can't remember which noble person from the fairy mountain the guest is. I don't know what wine the nobleman wants to drink?"

"Wait." Zhang Linggu walked up the stairs to the second floor, went to the innermost side and pushed open a window. Outside the window was a small platform. Some flowers were planted along the railing, and a clump of peonies was in full bloom: "Your boss What? Tell him to come out to drink with me, and tell him that Qianshan’s old friend is here.”

The boss loves to bask in the sun here, and this is also the place where they often drink. A few tree stumps are chairs, and the rougher table is the trunk of a century-old tree cut in the middle.

Standing on Zhang Linggu's shoulder, Lao Ba choked out a cough. Zhang Linggu felt something was wrong when he heard the buddy say: "The big boss failed to ascend due to a catastrophe a month ago and went west. The little boss sent his body back to his hometown." Haven't come back yet."

He pulled out an ugly smile: "The cook in our family is still the same one, and the wine we sell is also brewed by the boss before, so the taste has not changed at all."

Zhang Linggu sat down on the chair, and said a little dejectedly: "Come to the altar of Gouchou."

Lao Ba landed on the table in front of him, bowed his head and pecked at the feathers on his body: "Things are different."

"As a bird, what do you have to sigh?" Zhang Linggu was caught by the old eight, and he couldn't help but sigh after glancing at it.

Yu Yuanzhou is an old dream of his past, in which old friends are noisy and drinking wine, and the tavern is full of high-ranking friends, singing and singing every night, but now the old man has gone by the yellow crane, and there are no fireworks in Yangzhou in March.

The waiter saw that the guest was in a bad mood, so he put down the wine jar and bowl and went downstairs. Zhang Linggu filled the two wine bowls in front of him, raised one of the bowls to the sky, and then poured it on the ground : "Respect old friend."

Then with a flick of his hand, the bowl fell to the ground and became eight petals.

Lao Ba waited for him to drink two bowls before asking: "Have you remembered?"

The one who can remember here should be Yu Yuanzhou, not Zhang Linggu.

"I don't remember everything." Zhang Linggu put the empty bowl in front of Lao Ba, and poured half a bowl of wine: "Master uncle said that I can treat Yu Yuanzhou as my father, but can it really be counted like that?"

"He was the first half of your life." Lao Ba took a sip of his wine: "Ordinary people can start over with a new look. If you don't want to be Yu Yuanzhou, just be yourself, and then you will be worthy of your master."

Wu Jiuzi didn't take him back to Qianshan because he wanted him to get rid of the past and have a chance to start over.

"After all, I have failed Master, or I have entered the way of the devil." Zhang Linggu sighed, raised his neck and poured another bowl of wine, and briefly said what happened to him in Prison Longling: "You have been hiding for so many years. it's here?"

"There is no other place to go." Lao Ba had been deliberately not mentioning this matter just now, but when he heard Zhang Linggu's question, he knew that he couldn't hide: "When the monsters attacked the mountain, I was able to escape to It’s all about fate here.”

Zhang Linggu turned the empty bowl in his hand, picked up the wine jar and poured another bowl: "You are here... Where is Yue Chenxi?"

"We can meet each other by fate." Lao Ba's answer Xuanzhi and Xuan was nonsense.

Zhang Linggu has been with it for so many years, and is very familiar with its urine: "Do you know where it is?"

Lao Ba still refused to answer this matter seriously: "If you live, it must also live. Although this world is big, if you are destined to meet thousands of miles away, if you are not destined to meet across the face, God will arrange it."

"You hid it here?" How could Zhang Linggu be fooled by Lao Ba so easily.

Lao Ba still avoided answering: "You don't wonder why I haven't returned to Qianshan these years?"

It is naturally well-informed in the tavern, and of course it should know that Qianshan is still a place where Ziwei starred afterwards.

Zhang Linggu was really distracted by this question: "Why don't you go back?"

No matter how poor Wujiuzi was back then, he never left, and it definitely wouldn't be because of Qianshan's ruin that he didn't go back.

"Fengyu Tower took you to Prison Longling, and Shengbei and Wang Linhai happened to leave again. It is quite safe to have a large formation in Qianshan, and Wanxianzong will not let the Yaozu be helpless if they want to plot against Ziwei Xingyu. Come back with success..." Lao Ba's gaze was very deep: "Those monsters came in very quickly, do you understand what I mean?"

Ziwei Xing has a detailed operation, a detailed operation that is enough to help the monsters break through the formation...

Zhang Linggu was so shocked by the news that he forgot to drink for a while, his voice was a little hoarse: "Are you sure?"

"What do you think?" Lao Ba lowered his head and took a sip of his wine and asked back.

That's why Lao Ba took Yue Chenxi to hide here, because the boss here is a monster, and a big monster who is highly respected and popular.

Water is hidden in the sea, so of course the demon must hide among the demon clan so as not to be discovered.

Except for Fengyulou, Shengbei and Wang Linhai on Qianshan Mountain, everyone else only knows that the demon bone sword on Zhang Linggu's back is from Mingying, and Lao Ba and Yue Chenxi are the spiritual pets raised by Wujiuzi. No one finds it strange that Qian Shan has raised many spiritual pets.

The monster tribe attacked Qianshan but was fooled by Lao Ba and escaped with Yue Chenxi. It can be seen that this spy does not know Yue Chenxi's true identity.

At that time, besides them, there were the seven disciples of Shengbei and several spiritual pets on Qianshan Mountain. Afterwards, three disciples left Ziwei Xingyu because of fear. The secret work was still in Qianshan Mountain, or they retired after the success. What?

After all, Qianshan, which was destroyed to nothing, really had nothing worth pursuing.

This trip to Yangzhou was bad enough, bad news came one after another.

The thumb of Zhang Linggu's left hand rubbed against the index finger. This was Yu Yuanzhou's habit, and it was passed down unknowingly.

Among the people who are still in Qianshan, Guo Sixian who is weak and diligent, Yuan Qi who is exquisite, Shi Lei who is simple and honest, and Shangguan Li who is a woman... Could it be one of them?

Or is it that a certain spiritual pet on the mountain is cooperating with the monster clan inside and outside?

Come to think of it, either way is possible...

Zhang Linggu said to Lao Ba: "You have to go back with me, let's set up a trap to catch this secret work."

"I won't return." Lao Ba refused without even thinking about it: "Ziwei Xing's life is exhausted, you just give up."

The old starling must know something.

Zhang Linggu poured wine into the empty bowl in front of him, and he pushed the bowl in front of Lao Ba: "If you don't come back, then don't go back. In Wuxinguan, you were almost killed by Ming Ying in order to save me. I will never forget the point, will the business still be done after the boss leaves? The old monkey has never been married in his life, who is that little boss? Is it his apprentice?"

"Oh." Lao Ba bowed his head and took a sip of his wine: "I don't know if this business is still going on. By the way, you didn't come here to reminisce, but to buy news, right?"

"Is there any treasure that can supplement the true essence coming into the world recently?" Zhang Linggu heard that Lao Ba's tone seemed to know a lot of news, so he hurriedly asked, "I need it urgently."

"You have entered the way of the devil, if you lack the true energy, you can take it away, who is being polite to you." After speaking, Lao Ba saw Zhang Linggu's face, and immediately understood: "Yes, understand, you don't bother to do it."

It jumped two steps beside the wine bowl: "Do you know the chalcedony pill? Use the mulberry fruit from Zhongqu Mountain and several other precious medicinal materials, and then use the chalcedony as the introduction pill, which is a good medicine for replenishing the essence." , but there are two medicines that are not easy to get, do you want to try?"

"Tell me what you want." Zhang Linggu asked impatiently.

"A while ago, the old monkey felt powerless before he was about to ascend. He wanted to go to Dr. Zou from Baiwei Medical Hall to prepare a medicine to improve his internal strength. Dr. Zou gave him such a prescription..." Lao Ba said and flew away. After a while, it flew over with a piece of paper in its mouth, and it spat the paper on the table: "Anyway, the old monkey won't need it anymore, so you can take this recipe."

When Zhang Linggu unfolded it, he was stunned: "You are teasing me..."