"What do you say about this old man?"

The old man selling wontons smiled and said, "The world is just recovering from the Dharma-Ending Age, and my friend has had such cultivation. If there is no great opportunity, it will be difficult to get to this point."

"Ha." Zhang Muyang chuckled, not saying anything. To a certain extent, the old man was not wrong.

At this moment, two people ran over on the street in a hurry. Before they could get close, one of them shouted loudly: "Boss, come two bowls of wontons, you need a big bowl."

When the old man saw the guests, he nodded and smiled at Zhang Muyang and Bai Ling'er, turned around to greet the two diners.

The two diners sat on the table beside Zhang Muyang. After sitting down, the younger man rubbed his shoulder and complained: "Senior brother, isn't it just a bowl of wontons? It's necessary to run so quickly. We haven't completed the tasks assigned by the master yet."

The older one was not angry either. He raised his neck and watched the old man go to get wontons. His face was full of impatient expressions and said, "You know what you are. Eat your wontons. If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense."

Bai Ling'er always felt that she was very familiar with the two people beside her. She probably knew each other, but she didn't recognize her because she had changed her appearance and temperament.

Zhang Muyang patted her shoulder gently and said, "Have you finished eating?"

Bai Ling'er nodded, Zhang Muyang stood up and said, "Boss, check out."

The old man looked at Zhang Muyang and said with a smile: "It's your first time here, even if it's an old man, I'll treat you."

Zhang Mu did not refuse after hearing this and said, "Then thank you for being old. I will definitely come and support you next time. It's also my favor." After that, he pulled Bai Ling'er forward. They had just visited Guishi Street and had just walked less than halfway.

After leaving the wonton shop three or five meters away, Bai Ling'er asked, "Brother Muyang, that old man was a little strange just now."

Zhang Muyang thought to himself: "It's not just weird. This old man can see through his cultivation at a glance, and his aura is well covered. From beginning to end, he looks like a cultivator in the early stage of Qi refining. His real realm is definitely not inferior to him. If he guessed it well, he should have the realm of the Golden Pill."

Thinking of this, Zhang Muyang's mouth slowly curled up a curve. It seems that this world of cultivation is not as boring as he thought before. With the improvement of his cultivation and the recovery of spiritual energy, this mysterious scroll is finally about to open a mysterious corner.

"Brother Muyang, why are you laughing at? By the way, the two people who were having dinner next to us just now, the ugly one, seem to be fellow Daoist Zhang from Longhu Mountain."

Zhang Muyang scraped the tip of her nose and said, "What does it mean? It's just that boy. I didn't expect that his boy would come here to join in the fun. We'll scare him later."

As the two were talking, Zhang Youren and his junior brother Feng Juancanyun finished eating the wontons and turned around to walk towards Zhang Muyang and the others. When they got closer, Zhang Muyang suddenly raised his hand and rushed directly towards Zhang Youren with all his might.

As the direct descendant of Longhu Mountain, Zhang Youren naturally had two brushes on his hand. On one side, he avoided Zhang Muyang's blow and slap. At the same time, he pinched out two talismans in his hand, preparing to take action beyond Zhang Muyang. Just when his talisman was about to come out, he suddenly stopped, then shook his head and smiled bitterly.

The junior brother who was following him did not notice his expression, but said that he had been attacked by someone. He reached out to pull out the Qinggang Sword behind him and prepared to join Zhang Muyang's fire.

"Be virtuous, don't be rude. This is Senior Zhang Muyang and Zhang."

Zhang Youde, who was just excited and was about to show his skills, was held down by Zhang Youren before he could take action. He was a little dissatisfied at first, but when he heard Zhang Muyang's name, he trembled instantly. This was not that he was timid, but that Zhang Muyang's reputation was too great. Since his fame began, he had many lives. Moreover, his deeds were said to him with qigong, which made the boy stunned. Although he was young and energetic now, he did not have the idea of ​​competing with Zhang Muyang for a long time.

He respectfully bowed to Zhang Muyang and said sorry.

Zhang Muyang waved his hand and said, "What's wrong with this? It's just that I'm wrong. I want to play with you. But how did you recognize me?"

Zhang Youren smiled and said, "No matter what, we have fought with you, senior, and we still have this level. Besides, we are in peace, so I recognized you as soon as you took action." After he said that, he turned his head to look at Bai Ling'er and said, "Then this is Miss Ling'er, we haven't seen her for some time."

Bai Ling'er smiled sweetly and said, "Yes, Senior Brother Zhang, your cultivation has improved again. Compared with you, Ling'er is so ashamed."

Zhang Youren looked speechless when he said this compliment to Bai Ling'er. It was obviously a lie. Her current cultivation level was like a rocket riding. From the beginning, she first entered the Qi refining process. After meeting Zhang Muyang, she went straight to the middle stage of Qi refining. And looking at her breath, she showed signs of breakthroughs. This was so heartbreaking.

He smiled bitterly and said, "Miss Ling'er, you are just laughing at me."

Zhang Muyang asked, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, I just saw that you seemed to be quite familiar with the wonton shop. Do you often come here? Do you know the origin of that old man?"

Zhang Youren was stunned for a moment and said, "I was just led by my master twice before, and I can't talk about being familiar with it. I just knew that the old man was not simple, especially the wontons were very good."

Zhang Muyang scraped the tip of his nose, and this sentence was in vain.

"Senior Zhang, are you here for that elixir this time?"

"Immortal Pill?" Zhang Muyang frowned. No wonder the old man said that he had prescribed a elixir exchange meeting here just now. He had never heard of any elixir here. He just happened to come over and check if he could detect leaks.

Seeing this, Zhang Youren knew that Zhang Muyang was not clear about the situation and explained: "A few days ago, news came out of this ghost market that there was a elixir here to sell, so many people rushed to join in the heat. Although they didn't know whether it was true or not, it was always good to come and see."

Zhang Muyang nodded. He had no interest in the immortal pill. It could be called an immortal pill. Whenever he was born, he would definitely be accompanied by strange phenomena in heaven and earth. Now that the spiritual energy has just recovered, how could an immortal pill be born? Even if it is an ancient ruin, there will be no. He wasted more than ten years on the earth in his previous life, and he had never heard of such news.

As they were talking, they walked to a wooden building, where they were going to hold a elixir exchange conference. Zhang Muyang was not interested in entering. With this time, it would be better to wander around the streets to see if he could buy anything to move around.
Chapter completed!