Chapter 5929
Sure enough, after the shop assistant introduced, Lin Bai said without thinking, "Okay, I want Jiufeng blood tea."
"Okay, three cups of Jiufeng blood tea, you will be later." The shop assistant responded with a smile.
"No!" Lin Bai called the second inn and smiled, "It's not three cups, it's four cups."
The shop assistant was stunned for a moment, looked at the table with only three people, and was a little stunned for a while.
But since Lin Bai had instructed, the shop assistant could only agree and go to prepare tea.
Qiao Mo was also a little curious, "Senior Brother Shengzi, have you made any friends yet?"
Qin Yao frowned, "Isn't it someone from the Qing Dynasty in the Moon Palace?"
Lin Bai shook his head. Although there was a smile on his face, his eyes were unusually deep.
"You'll know when he comes." Lin Bai didn't explain much, "It's a big man here, you better be careful."
Big man... Qiao Mo and Qin Yao raised their spirits, and their faces suddenly became solemn.
A warrior who can be called a big man by Lin Bai is definitely not an ordinary character in the imperial capital.
At least Chen Yule, Qian Hen, Yi Song and other five holy sons of seven sects are definitely not big figures in Lin Bai's mouth.
The tea table was on the side of the street, a light flickered on the dark long street, and under the light was the table of the three of Lin Bai.
In the middle of the night, this lane is in a remote area again, and no one comes here at night.
There is no one on the long street now.
Sudden.
A chilling air turned into a breeze from the end of the long street, heading straight for the teahouse where Lin Bai and Qiao Mo were.
Qiao Mo and Qin Yao immediately felt the killing intent, their faces sank, they stood up, and looked at the long street with cold eyes.
On the long street, there are still no figures.
"Calm down, all sit down." Lin Bai chuckled softly, comforting Qin Yao and Qiao Mo to sit down.
Lin Bai looked up at the end of the long street, and a figure slowly walked from the darkness until it came to the front of the teahouse, revealing its figure.
This is a thin old man wearing a purple robe. He exudes an unstoppable sword intent from all over his body, which makes his eyes hurt at a glance.
He was standing in front of the teahouse under the lights, but the pressure he put on Qiao Mo and Qin Yao was like facing an unattainable mountain.
Qiao Mo and Qin Yao's faces quickly turned pale, and their palms involuntarily pressed against the storage bag.
If there is a slight change, the two of them will immediately shoot.
The purple-robed old man raised his head, his hands on his back, his expression was indifferent, his eyes were silent, he looked straight at Lin Bai without saying a word.
Lin Bai stood up with a smile and bowed his hands, "Lin Bai, the holy son of Tianshui Sect, has seen the senior of Feijian Demon Sect."
The senior of Feijian Demon Sect... This old man is actually the elder of Feijian Demon Sect? ...Qiao Mo and Qin Yao were shocked, and a storm surged in their hearts.
No wonder Lin Bai would say that there will be a "big man" coming, they are still curious, who is this big man?
The elder of the Flying Sword Demon Sect, although only in the realm of Da Luo Daoguo, he can already be regarded as a big man.
After all, the Feijian Demon Sect was a prosperous sect that was as famous as the State of Chu.
"It's still a little polite... Unlike the juniors in our sect, each one has a heart higher than the sky and is invincible." The cold and solemn expression of the purple-robed old man eased a little, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
"You know the old man is coming to you? So you are waiting for the old man here on purpose?"
Lin Bai smiled and nodded.
At this time, the second shopkeeper came out from the backyard, "Three seniors, your tea is here..."
The second shopkeeper shouted "three seniors", but there were four cups of tea in the tray in his hand.
"Just right, the tea is here. If the seniors don't dislike it, then come in and have a drink."
Lin Bai said with a smile.
"The tea brewed from the leaves of the Jiulingxi Fengshu...it's not bad..." The old man in the purple robe smelled the tea and said, "Although this tea is not fresh, it is reluctant to give it a try."
While speaking, the purple-robed old man stepped into the tea stall and sat opposite Lin Bai.
Qin Yao and Qiao Mo were too frightened to sit down, got up in a hurry, bowed to the old man in purple robe, and hurriedly retreated behind Lin Bai.
There were four cups of tea on the table, but only Lin Bai and the old man in purple robe were drinking.
After Lin Bai and the old man in purple robe took a sip of tea, they both nodded.
As the purple-robed old man said... This tea is an item from many years ago. Obviously, few people in this small tea stall can afford such good tea.
Therefore, the tea has been kept until now, until Lin Bai, the "fat sheep".
Qiao Mo and Qin Yao stood behind Lin Bai, their expressions were calm, and their faces were faintly pale.
In front of Feijian Demon Sect elders, neither of them dared to say a word.
After Lin Bai put down the teacup, he said calmly, "The matter of tonight is because the junior is a little reckless. I also ask the senior to forgive me."
The expression of the old man in purple robe remained the same, "This old man is not interested in the jokes between the juniors."
There was a trace of reminiscence in his expression, "The old man was also young, he was mad, and he also made a fool of himself, so the old man can understand you young people very well."
Lin Bai smiled indifferently, "Thank you for your generosity, senior, and junior is grateful."
Qiao Mo and Qin Yao were in a fog when they heard it, and only then did they know some clues... It seems that when Lin Bai was in the Moon Palace, he quarreled with the disciples of the Feijian Demon Sect?
Even forced the elders of the Flying Sword Demon Sect to come over in person?
The purple-robed old man stared at Lin Bai, "Since Lord Lang is here waiting for the old man, then he must also know the purpose of the old man's visit, right?"
Lin Bai smiled and nodded lightly, "My sword control technique is not the sword control technique of the Flying Sword Demon Sect!"
The purple-robed old man had already guessed in his heart, but he still asked, "Who passed down your sword-fighting skills?"
Lin Bai gave a wry smile, "My aptitude is extremely poor. When my master taught me the art of sword-fighting, he entrusted me... Let me not pass on his name, lest I am not good at learning and lose Master's face."
Are you poorly qualified? A sword cultivator who can cultivate a three-turn sword heart, how dare you say that your aptitude is clumsy? ... The purple-robed old man slandered.
Since it was inconvenient for Lin Bai to disclose it, the old man in the purple robe did not ask any questions.
He had already guessed in his heart... The master behind Lin Bai must have a good relationship with the "Flying Sword Immortal Gate" in the spiritual world.
Otherwise, Lin Bai would not be able to obtain the "Swordsmanship" Taoism.
The purple-robed old man pondered for a while, and then asked, "Where are you from?"
Lin Bai smiled again, "Senior don't have to guess, this junior doesn't come from the spiritual world, but from an inconspicuous little world."
The purple-robed old man frowned, "If you really came from a small world, how could you possibly practice the sword-wiping technique?"
"Haha." Lin Bai smiled with emotion, recalling the scenes in the Spirit Sword Sect in the past:
"In the past, my teacher crossed the void and traveled the world. It happened to pass by the small world where the younger generation lived. On a whim, he accepted me as a 'named disciple' and passed on my sword-wielding skills!"
Crossing the void to travel the world... Not only did the purple-robed old man change his expression when he heard these words, but Qiao Mo and Qin Yao also widened their eyes. A powerhouse who can cross the void is definitely the top powerhouse in the spiritual world.
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"Okay, three cups of Jiufeng blood tea, you will be later." The shop assistant responded with a smile.
"No!" Lin Bai called the second inn and smiled, "It's not three cups, it's four cups."
The shop assistant was stunned for a moment, looked at the table with only three people, and was a little stunned for a while.
But since Lin Bai had instructed, the shop assistant could only agree and go to prepare tea.
Qiao Mo was also a little curious, "Senior Brother Shengzi, have you made any friends yet?"
Qin Yao frowned, "Isn't it someone from the Qing Dynasty in the Moon Palace?"
Lin Bai shook his head. Although there was a smile on his face, his eyes were unusually deep.
"You'll know when he comes." Lin Bai didn't explain much, "It's a big man here, you better be careful."
Big man... Qiao Mo and Qin Yao raised their spirits, and their faces suddenly became solemn.
A warrior who can be called a big man by Lin Bai is definitely not an ordinary character in the imperial capital.
At least Chen Yule, Qian Hen, Yi Song and other five holy sons of seven sects are definitely not big figures in Lin Bai's mouth.
The tea table was on the side of the street, a light flickered on the dark long street, and under the light was the table of the three of Lin Bai.
In the middle of the night, this lane is in a remote area again, and no one comes here at night.
There is no one on the long street now.
Sudden.
A chilling air turned into a breeze from the end of the long street, heading straight for the teahouse where Lin Bai and Qiao Mo were.
Qiao Mo and Qin Yao immediately felt the killing intent, their faces sank, they stood up, and looked at the long street with cold eyes.
On the long street, there are still no figures.
"Calm down, all sit down." Lin Bai chuckled softly, comforting Qin Yao and Qiao Mo to sit down.
Lin Bai looked up at the end of the long street, and a figure slowly walked from the darkness until it came to the front of the teahouse, revealing its figure.
This is a thin old man wearing a purple robe. He exudes an unstoppable sword intent from all over his body, which makes his eyes hurt at a glance.
He was standing in front of the teahouse under the lights, but the pressure he put on Qiao Mo and Qin Yao was like facing an unattainable mountain.
Qiao Mo and Qin Yao's faces quickly turned pale, and their palms involuntarily pressed against the storage bag.
If there is a slight change, the two of them will immediately shoot.
The purple-robed old man raised his head, his hands on his back, his expression was indifferent, his eyes were silent, he looked straight at Lin Bai without saying a word.
Lin Bai stood up with a smile and bowed his hands, "Lin Bai, the holy son of Tianshui Sect, has seen the senior of Feijian Demon Sect."
The senior of Feijian Demon Sect... This old man is actually the elder of Feijian Demon Sect? ...Qiao Mo and Qin Yao were shocked, and a storm surged in their hearts.
No wonder Lin Bai would say that there will be a "big man" coming, they are still curious, who is this big man?
The elder of the Flying Sword Demon Sect, although only in the realm of Da Luo Daoguo, he can already be regarded as a big man.
After all, the Feijian Demon Sect was a prosperous sect that was as famous as the State of Chu.
"It's still a little polite... Unlike the juniors in our sect, each one has a heart higher than the sky and is invincible." The cold and solemn expression of the purple-robed old man eased a little, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
"You know the old man is coming to you? So you are waiting for the old man here on purpose?"
Lin Bai smiled and nodded.
At this time, the second shopkeeper came out from the backyard, "Three seniors, your tea is here..."
The second shopkeeper shouted "three seniors", but there were four cups of tea in the tray in his hand.
"Just right, the tea is here. If the seniors don't dislike it, then come in and have a drink."
Lin Bai said with a smile.
"The tea brewed from the leaves of the Jiulingxi Fengshu...it's not bad..." The old man in the purple robe smelled the tea and said, "Although this tea is not fresh, it is reluctant to give it a try."
While speaking, the purple-robed old man stepped into the tea stall and sat opposite Lin Bai.
Qin Yao and Qiao Mo were too frightened to sit down, got up in a hurry, bowed to the old man in purple robe, and hurriedly retreated behind Lin Bai.
There were four cups of tea on the table, but only Lin Bai and the old man in purple robe were drinking.
After Lin Bai and the old man in purple robe took a sip of tea, they both nodded.
As the purple-robed old man said... This tea is an item from many years ago. Obviously, few people in this small tea stall can afford such good tea.
Therefore, the tea has been kept until now, until Lin Bai, the "fat sheep".
Qiao Mo and Qin Yao stood behind Lin Bai, their expressions were calm, and their faces were faintly pale.
In front of Feijian Demon Sect elders, neither of them dared to say a word.
After Lin Bai put down the teacup, he said calmly, "The matter of tonight is because the junior is a little reckless. I also ask the senior to forgive me."
The expression of the old man in purple robe remained the same, "This old man is not interested in the jokes between the juniors."
There was a trace of reminiscence in his expression, "The old man was also young, he was mad, and he also made a fool of himself, so the old man can understand you young people very well."
Lin Bai smiled indifferently, "Thank you for your generosity, senior, and junior is grateful."
Qiao Mo and Qin Yao were in a fog when they heard it, and only then did they know some clues... It seems that when Lin Bai was in the Moon Palace, he quarreled with the disciples of the Feijian Demon Sect?
Even forced the elders of the Flying Sword Demon Sect to come over in person?
The purple-robed old man stared at Lin Bai, "Since Lord Lang is here waiting for the old man, then he must also know the purpose of the old man's visit, right?"
Lin Bai smiled and nodded lightly, "My sword control technique is not the sword control technique of the Flying Sword Demon Sect!"
The purple-robed old man had already guessed in his heart, but he still asked, "Who passed down your sword-fighting skills?"
Lin Bai gave a wry smile, "My aptitude is extremely poor. When my master taught me the art of sword-fighting, he entrusted me... Let me not pass on his name, lest I am not good at learning and lose Master's face."
Are you poorly qualified? A sword cultivator who can cultivate a three-turn sword heart, how dare you say that your aptitude is clumsy? ... The purple-robed old man slandered.
Since it was inconvenient for Lin Bai to disclose it, the old man in the purple robe did not ask any questions.
He had already guessed in his heart... The master behind Lin Bai must have a good relationship with the "Flying Sword Immortal Gate" in the spiritual world.
Otherwise, Lin Bai would not be able to obtain the "Swordsmanship" Taoism.
The purple-robed old man pondered for a while, and then asked, "Where are you from?"
Lin Bai smiled again, "Senior don't have to guess, this junior doesn't come from the spiritual world, but from an inconspicuous little world."
The purple-robed old man frowned, "If you really came from a small world, how could you possibly practice the sword-wiping technique?"
"Haha." Lin Bai smiled with emotion, recalling the scenes in the Spirit Sword Sect in the past:
"In the past, my teacher crossed the void and traveled the world. It happened to pass by the small world where the younger generation lived. On a whim, he accepted me as a 'named disciple' and passed on my sword-wielding skills!"
Crossing the void to travel the world... Not only did the purple-robed old man change his expression when he heard these words, but Qiao Mo and Qin Yao also widened their eyes. A powerhouse who can cross the void is definitely the top powerhouse in the spiritual world.
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