The sky ban dissipates and all things are revived. Even the grounds with thin and spotted auras of fairy spirits in the past have begun to show a prosperous scene. The remote grounds that were sparsely populated before were gradually stepped on by pedestrians, which are well-connected, quiet or spacious. Even at the foot of many mountains, the relatively flat grounds can be seen vaguely showing Xianting Market Square standing in a staggered manner. Monks of all colors are back and forth. Although they are not crowded, they are also very lively. Recommended: The new work of the master of Acacia Washing Red Beans: "Chief Don't Slap the Face" by mobile http://m.mei-/0_28/

Yaowang Village looks around and the mountains stand in a row. The name of the mountain is like Yaowang Village. It is a local name that cannot be used on the table. It is not as bright as Yunlong, Dingxiu, Linglong and other things as beautiful as spring and snow, but it is indeed close to people. It is called Yaowang Mountains.

Yaowang Village is not far from Yaowang Mountain. Even if it is a monk who has just entered the ordinary class, it only takes one or two incense sticks. Now on the post road leading to the depths of the Yaowang Mountains, you can see a tall locust tree embraced by several people. On the heels of the tall locust tree, the road that is considered wide, is divided into a fork, like a branch on the locust tree. On one side of the fork, you can see a stone tablet that is not tall and stands up like a mighty general. The stone tablet is engraved with the words "Shenxianxian and Demon Seal Monument" and the iron hook and silver painting, which is very conspicuous. After the demon sealing monument, there is a row of fences made of blue fairy trees. Behind it is an ordinary village with smoke rising from cooking, about a hundred families, but people coming and going on the post road, no one will deliberately break the tranquility and peace of the ordinary village.

On the other side of the post road is a temporary market building covering an area of ​​more than ten miles. The market building is not large in the fairy world, but in Yaowang Village, it can no longer be said to be small. There are rows of pavilions in the market building, including commercial buildings, Dange Pavilions, rest stations, restaurants, teahouses... You can even see a double-built building with a good appearance, with fat and thin flying bells. It is so exciting. When you glance at it, you can see monks constantly coming in and out at the entrance of the double-built building. A strong and rough man, a handsome young man, a gentleman in elegant clothes, and some people even look at the appearance that they should be the kind of simple man, and they must stand outside for a long time.

At this moment, under the big locust tree at the fork in the road, there is a tea shop that covers little area. Because it is under the shade of the tree, the tea shop is very simple. The tea shop sells a tea shop with white hair and a little hunched back. Because the heavenly ban dissipates and Yaowangshan also recovers, many monks in the northern border gradually settle down, and the "business" of the tea shop is also prosperous, so they asked an old man in the village to take care of the "business".

The reason why it is called "business" is because this tea shop is different from an ordinary tea shop. Tea is a very ordinary tea, called "Remembering the Past". It has a taste, but it has absolutely nothing to do with Xianling Tea. It is said to be a tea shop. In fact, there is also a kind of wine in the shop called "Yaowang Wine". It is brewed by villagers from Yaowang Mountain's ginseng grass. It has the effect of strengthening the body, but it is also incompatible with Xianling Wine. However, you can stop at this tea shop.

The monks who rested were probably familiar with the rules of tea shops for a long time. No one would care that tea and wine had no fairy flavor. What is even more strange is that there is another rule for tea shops. No matter how much tea and wine they drink, tea shops only need to leave some money as they please, leaving only one fairy stone, and leaving millions of fairy stones is not too much. The monks who often go in and out of Yaowang Mountain use this tea shop as a source of good luck, and they are quite generous in their actions.

People come and go, people's hearts are ghosts, the reason why Yaowang Village can still be so peaceful and peaceful for so many years is not that all the monks who come to Yaowang Mountain have a Bodhisattva heart. When they see such an ordinary village, they are polite. In fact, there was a storm when they were just established in the Yaowang Village. A man in the village led the villagers to hunt deep in the mountains and accidentally discovered a fairy grass with excellent rank.

When he returned to the village, he was discovered by two vicious and fierce men, and almost caused a disaster. That time, a brightly dressed young man passed by. He was probably from a wealthy family and was traveling to the world of the fairy world for the first time. He really couldn't stand a group of ordinary monks who were not yet in the Divine Infant Realm and were slapped into blood mist, so he took chivalrous help. Otherwise, not to mention the fairy grass with good rank, even the lives of several people would be difficult to protect.

Of course, if things go into nothing, it would be nothing. But afterwards, who knew that the disciples of Lingtian Holy Sect came out to practice. After hearing about this, hey, those two vicious men were killed and hung their bodies at the gate of the city. No one dared to move for half a month. After that, some old past events in Yaowang Village were slowly dug out, especially Chu Fan's deeds and the news came, which made all the monks feel cold in their hearts. Since then, no one dared to set foot on Yaowang Village. He treated these monks with low cultivation levels in Yaowang Village so kind that they had no temper. Even when they met disciples of Yaowang Village hunting in the mountains, they acted as guards in private.

In fact, based on the tangled connection between Yaowang Village and Chu Fan, it should not be so ordinary, but what is not clear is that anyone who stays in the village is really ordinary. No matter how good the qualifications are, the cultivation level is like an ordinary person climbing mountains, slowly, step by step. Until now, the best cultivation level in the village is only the Yuanling Realm, and it is still a little far from the Imperial Realm at the peak of the Ninth Level of Ordinary Level. However, those who have left the village have cultivation level as if they are riding on the wind, thousands of miles a day.

Today, the two old men at the entrance of the village were in a good mood. They cooked two pots of the highest rank of "Remembering the Past". "Remembering the Past" was not precious, but the Mingyuan Tianzheng dissipated, and the tea picked again tasted a little different from the past. The more down-to-earth fireworks were a little weaker, but the ethereal fairy aura became much richer. But in the eyes of the two old men, the tea in the past was better. When they were drunk, there was an indescribable fragrance. The old past was fragrant in my heart.

Opposite the tea shop, there was a man who was practicing boxing with more than ten children. It was a boxing technique passed down from ancient times in the village. In the eyes of these immortals with great vision, he probably couldn't stand it at all, but the children were still powerful because the old village chief grandfather said that their brother Chu had practiced this boxing technique back then, and now he is the most powerful person outside.

A young monk in gorgeous clothes suddenly came, and waved to the two old men from a distance, and walked over with brisk steps. After the young monk walked to the tea shop, he did not make any fake things. Unlike ordinary guests, he sat down and smiled and said, "Grandpa Ying, Grandpa Ling, you are so leisurely today, hey... the tea smells so good, it seems that I am here today."

In the old man's opinion, this young monk should be a monk from a high-ranking clan. Not only is he dressed well, he has outstanding temperament, and speaks politely. He is thousands of times stronger than those monks coming and going, and it feels comfortable to see. The key is that this young monk is the young monk who helped the last time.

Of course, these two old men don’t know that generally speaking, the more arrogant and arrogant the monks from the higher sects are, they will not be as easy as this young man. Not to mention chivalrous help, it would be great not to add fuel to the fire and watch the fun.

The old man with white hair and hair waved his hand and smiled, "Young Master Xuanyuan has come here to experience it for some time, when will you go back?"

The young monk, known as Master Xuanyuan, rolled his eyes, filled his teacup, and said with a bitter face: "Why are Grandpa Ling coming here to eat and drink after seeing that I have nothing to do over the years, I'm afraid I'll make you poor."

The old man named Ling laughed: "It doesn't matter if you drink poorly. However, although the Immortal Spiritual Aura of the Medicine King Mountain became much richer after the Mingyuan Tianzheng dissipated, it was said that there were only low-level fairy creatures. With the cultivation of Master Xuanyuan, he was only able to experience it here, but it was nothing more than just the human relationship at the foot of the mountain."

The young monk named Xuanyuan smiled and said, "Grandpa Ling is wrong. If it is at the foot of the mountain, there will be no high place outside."

The old man who was previously called Grandpa Ying took a sip of tea, and first looked tacit. When he heard the words of the young monk, he said angrily: "You kid is saying that our old guy's eyes are not good."

The young monk hurriedly smiled, "Where, if Grandpa Ying's vision is not good, then the younger generation will be even less responsible. It's just that Grandpa Ying's state of mind is not here. Even if it's the scene floating under your nose, I'm too lazy to look at it. I feel ashamed of myself."

The two old men were amused, and the younger one with Ying looked a little younger, said casually: "Young Master Xuanyuan, you are so flattering, which makes us two old guys sound warm. Speaking of which, I also had a kid who was similar to you in my family back then. I have been out for a while, and I don't know when I will come back."

The young monk named Xuanyuan was stunned for a moment and took a breath, "That's it."

The old man pinched the teacup with his fingers and slowly rotated in the air. He narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance of the post road, and said softly: "No, it wasn't. We were all blamed for not being able to use it back then, and we both suffered from it. I don't know when the child will come back, nor how many people will be when he comes back. It would be better if it weren't for one person."

The young monk was slightly silent.

The old man laughed: "Look, he said it was a long way back, but then again, I have been waiting here for so many years, and I have always felt that Fan'er is coming back recently."

The young monk named Xuanyuan heard Fan'er's two words that were extremely inconsistent with his impression, and almost choked to death by the tea that swallowed to his throat, and grinned: "Grandpa Ying was called Chu Fan."

The old man surnamed Ying was slightly stunned and smiled and said, "Why, I have had a holiday with you?"

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Chapter completed!