Volume 1 Chapter 518 The Old Man in White

Chapter 518 The Old Man in White

Zhang Pa began to be on guard after discovering the newcomer. Among the twelve Nascent Soul cultivators, Wu Wang had the highest cultivation level, which was a high-level Nascent Soul cultivation level. The other eleven were all at the initial level. As long as he could guard against Wu Wang, the others would not be a concern.

He was thinking about countermeasures here, but he did not expect Wu Wang to stop and turn on the lake, then take his men back to Yong'an County and leave.

What is this for? Let me go? Or do you think I don't exist? After thinking about it, he felt something was wrong. He got up and rushed into the mountain.

Not knowing where to go, he was thinking about avoiding Wu Wang while thinking about the ice crystals in the lake. After half a day, he came to a valley at random. There was a river in the valley, about three meters wide, and the water was clear. Zhang Pa went upstream, and the river gradually narrowed. After walking a few more steps, he heard the sound of water splashing in front of him, rumbling and splashing, and the sound was quite loud. He looked up and saw a waterfall rushing down, splashing in the green pool. The river water flows out of this pool.

It's quite beautiful. I didn't expect there is such a beautiful place in the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Approaching the pond, the water silk floats in the wind, bringing a sense of coolness. The water in the pond is clear, and my heart is moved. I step forward, wanting to scoop up water to clean my face, but I stop again. There is a flat stone ten meters away on the right, on which sits an old man in white clothes, with his eyes closed and motionless.

Zhang Pa was surprised. His spiritual sense covers a hundred meters around him, and he can find any movement, but he didn't find the living person next to him. He straightened his body and looked at the old man.

The old man seemed not to see him, his eyes were slightly closed, and he didn't move.

Although the old man didn't move, Zhang Pa knew that he must have seen him, and he coughed lightly and said, "I am a rude boy. I am sorry for disturbing your meditation." His words were polite and his attitude was respectful.

The old man tilted his head and glanced at him. His eyelids slightly lifted, his eyes were sharp, like two lightning flashes, and he asked in a low voice: "Who are you?"

Zhang Pa replied: "My name is Zhang Pa. I strayed into this place because I was greedy for the beautiful scenery. Please don't blame me."

When the old man heard the word Zhang Pa, he turned his head and looked at him again: "Are you the disciple of Tianlei Mountain?" Zhang Pa said yes. The old man smiled lightly, but without any smile, and asked coldly: "Did you get the ice crystal?"

Zhang Pa froze. Who is this person? He knew his origins and knew that he got the ice crystal.

The old man saw that he didn't reply, and smiled coldly again, full of disdain: "Are you also ordinary?" He turned his head back and closed his eyes and sat upright, no longer looking at him.

Zhang Pa hurriedly said: "I got the ice crystal. I don't know your name, senior. Can you tell me?"

He asked, but the old man didn't answer, didn't speak or move, and didn't react like a stone. Zhang Pa was helpless. He dared not talk any more nonsense, nor did he dare to move around. He was not sure about the old man's strength, nor whether the old man would attack him. In short, he had better be careful.

The two of them stood and sat in a stalemate, standing like statues by the pond, which added a scene to the pond.

After standing for two quarters of an hour, Zhang Pa confirmed that the old man had no ill will towards him, and bowed and said: "I will not disturb the senior's meditation. I will take my leave."

"I heard that you carry spiritual wine with you, why don't you invite me to drink it?" At this time, the old man spoke, but the content of his words scared Zhang Pa again. How did he know that I had spiritual wine? How much did he know about me?

After a little thought, if the old man had no bad intentions, it would be fine to invite him to drink a glass of wine. If he had bad intentions, he should be able to deal with himself with his cultivation level. Why not be more generous? He took out a bottle of Sanweigan, gently pushed it with his right hand, and the bottle flew forward slowly and flatly. It flew in front of the old man and stopped in the air, saying, "Please." Just one word, but it contained several meanings. No matter what the old man intended for him, please teach him quickly.

The old man seemed not to understand. He raised his hand to hold the bottle, pulled out the cork, took a deep breath, and praised, "It's really good wine." His body flew into the air and floated to the woods behind him, where there was a big stump. The old man put the wine on the stump, picked up a piece of wood and sat down. He took out a transparent jade cup from his arms, filled it with a cup, and drank it in one gulp. After it went into his stomach, he shouted that it was addictive. Then he drank another cup, and stopped after three consecutive cups, frowning and wondering what he was thinking. After thinking for a while, he stood up and walked towards the pond. He locked onto the fish in the water with his spiritual sense, raised his hand and grabbed it, and a big fish half the size of his arm flew out of the water.

At this time, the sun was hidden behind the mountain, the sky turned dark, the forest slowly returned to darkness, and the pond water turned dark. After catching the fish, the old man lit a bonfire and grilled the fish with sticks.

Let the old man busy, Zhang Pa just watched. He had all kinds of spiritual food and spiritual meat, but he didn't dare to let the old man know. At this time, it's better to do less than more, and be careful.

After a while, the big fish was roasted, and the forest exuded a faint meaty fragrance. The old man took a sip, tore off a piece of snow-white fish meat and chewed it carefully. After a long breath, he sighed: "It's really good wine, and it's really good meat." He closed his eyes and savored it.

Time passed, the night deepened, and a little flame was particularly dazzling in the darkness, jumping and igniting warmth. The old man called out, "Come and sit down." Zhang Pa dared not disobey. Judging from the current situation, the old man had no hostility towards him, so he should try his best to please him, so as not to provoke the old man and cause a fight.

Sitting down on the other side of the campfire, the old man pointed at the fish and said, "Help yourself. If it's not enough, go catch it yourself." Zhang Pa smiled and didn't respond. He took out a bottle of wine and drank it slowly.

The old man twitched his nose, raised his head and said, "It's not a smell, what kind of wine is that?" Zhang Pa handed over the bottle and said, "Mine is soft jade, and yours is Sanweigan." The old man took another cup, poured a cup of soft jade, smelled it first and then tasted it, and then exclaimed again: "The Tianlei Mountain disciples are really worthy of their reputation, and there are so many treasures."

Zhang was afraid of not saying anything, and thought to himself: "Uncle Lin gave it to me, I just killed someone for him."

The old man asked him: "What other wines are there? Take them out." Zhang Ping went out to get the wine. A dozen white jade bottles quickly filled the tree stump. After opening the lids, all kinds of wine scents hit his nostrils. The smell is mellow and fragrant, making you salivate.

The old man's eyes were shining, and he was a little excited. He smelled the scent of one bottle and closed another bottle. He murmured: "Where did you get so many jelly grass? How do you make so much good wine?" He looked at the jade bottle over and over again. , the eyes are full of reluctance, and there is no longer the elegant and aloof posture of Feng Qingyun just now.

Zhang Ping said: "If I like it, I can just stay."

"So many? Give them all to me?" The old man was a little happy. With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen bottles disappeared out of thin air. He laughed and said, "Since it's a gift from a little friend, I won't be polite."

The spirit wine made the two of them change their names to each other, making them appear a little closer.

After giving away more than a dozen bottles of wine, Zhang Wen's favor with the old man greatly increased. He did not bully others and steal the spirit wine, so he was considered a good person. The old man had a good impression of him and said with a smile: "Servant Zuo is right, you are quite good."

After successfully buying the old man with more than a dozen bottles of wine, Zhang Ain asked, "Do you know Mr. Zuo Shi?"