In the sky, Renee had no choice but to protect little Mindy to prevent her from being blown off the flying sword by the strong wind.
Little Zhao Min giggled and was very pleased with herself.
A few minutes ago.
Just as Renee was about to leave Wudang Sect on her flying sword, an agile little thing pounced on him and hugged Renee's thigh tightly.
"Immortal Master, bring your disciple along!"
Renee swung his legs violently, but Zhao Min was like a plaster that could not be shaken off.
Although he was decisive in killing and could cut through the tribulation cloud with a single sword, it was not good for him to attack a child.
Therefore, he pushed and pushed along little Zhao Min.
In midair.
"Master Deity, where are we going?" Little Mindy asked Renee.”
Ye Ran thought for a moment and slowly said,"Hangzhou."”
Little Zhao Min shook her head and gave a soft 'oh'.
She did not know where Hangzhou was, but from the name, it should be a good place.
……
There was heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below.
The beauty of Hangzhou was indescribable. Although it couldn't be compared to a paradise on earth, it was almost the same.
All kinds of snacks and pastries, brocade and silk, golden trees and silver flowers, were brilliant and full of life.
Hangzhou Qiantang River.
On the street.
A simple and honest young man wearing a felt hat and plain clothes looked like a savage from the desert.
Beside the young man was a young girl dressed in green silk. Her eyes were bright and she was following closely behind. She was holding a horse that was as red as a date.
Beside the two of them, a sloppy old beggar held a green bamboo pole and grinned as he drank.
"Seventh Duke, Rong 'er, let's go to this restaurant.”The honest youth said to the two people around him.
"En, Brother Jing has good taste. This Immortal Restaurant is quite good, the plaque is good, the restaurant is also okay, next to the Qiantang River, the scenery is also not bad."”
The sloppy old beggar chuckled and walked into the restaurant.
"Buddy, take out all the good food and drinks you have. This silly kid doesn't lack money.”
It was noon in the restaurant and there were many guests. There were no empty tables.
The shop assistant pursed his lips at Old Beggar and turned to the honest youth."I'm sorry, but there's no vacant seat in this restaurant. Do you want to share a table?”
The simple and honest youth looked at the old beggar and the green-clothed girl. Seeing them nod, he replied to the shop assistant,"Of course you can."
The waiter turned around and walked to a table with fewer people to ask for their opinion.
After receiving permission from both sides, the waiter led the honest young man and his group to the table.
At the square dining table, a Daoist wearing a pure white Daoist robe and a Daoist crown nodded at the good-natured young man and his group, indicating for them to sit down.
Beside the Daoist, a little girl with baby fat, a fair face, and sparkling eyes made a dissatisfied sound.
"Master Deity, I don't want to share a table with others.”
The girl waved her arms, wanting to protest, but was " suppressed " by the white-robed Daoist.
"It's fine. The young disciples are just naughty.”The Daoist waved his hand at the young man.
The young man smiled apologetically at the Daoist and sat down.
The green-clothed girl's eyes moved as she sized up the Daoist and the child on the table. Then, she also sat down.
The sloppy Daoist was the most direct. He sat down without a care, even wanting to take off his shoes and scratch his feet.
Inside the Immortal Tower, a storyteller was telling a story. He slammed down on the awakening wood, and his voice resounded throughout the entire restaurant.
"In the martial arts world, heroes have risen together and there are countless heroes. Now, the most brilliant and powerful figures in the martial arts world are naturally only one person-Wudang Ye Ran and Ye Zhenren!”
The storyteller spoke in a cadence, his emotions were high, and he was likable.
"The Wudang Ye Ran who spoke is the reincarnation of the Immortal King in the sky. He was born with boundless immortal light and thousands of colorful clouds."Immortal!"
The customers in the restaurant were fascinated by the story, but they doubted the authenticity of the story.
"Old man, is what you said true? Why did it sound like a fairy tale?”
"That's right. Don't talk nonsense. Perhaps Wudang Sect's Perfected Ye is among us. Be careful that he won't find trouble with you later.”
The customers burst into laughter, amused by their own jokes.
Wudang Sect's Ye Ran and Perfected Ye were peerless experts in the Land Immortal Realm. How could they appear in this small restaurant?
On the stage, the storyteller was not annoyed. He chuckled and said,""Of course it's true. I once went to Wudang Mountain to worship a master and heard it from Reverend San Feng himself.”
"If Perfected Ye wasn't born with a phenomenon and the reincarnation of an Immortal King, how could he split the tribulation clouds in the sky with one sword? This was a True Immortal! True God!"
As soon as the storyteller finished speaking, the customers below the stage immediately became spirited and began to imagine Renee's shocking sword strike at the tribulation cloud.
"A true god!"
Whether it was the commoners or the martial artists who had some martial arts skills, they all admired Renee and did not dare to offend him.
"Ha, Daoist Ye of Wudang Sect, I admire his martial arts, but if you want to say that he's an immortal, I don't believe it at all.”
At the dining table, the sloppy old beggar retorted.
"That's right. Even if Ye Ran is the number one person in martial arts, he definitely can't be an immortal or a god.”
The girl in green also retorted.
Her father was one of the Five Uniques of the Southern Song Dynasty and was a Half-Grandmaster. Even he could not disperse the clouds that filled the sky. Therefore, the green-dressed girl naturally did not believe that Ye Ran could disperse the tribulation clouds that filled the sky.
"Who are you? You actually dare to question Perfected Ye?"
Some customers were dissatisfied.
"You're just an old beggar. Eat your food obediently and don't talk nonsense about Perfected Ye!”
The sloppy old beggar smiled and placed the jade bamboo pole horizontally in front of the moon, revealing his right hand that only had four fingers. His aura was extraordinary and he had the demeanor of a great master.
Some of the customers wanted to stop the sloppy old beggar, but they were stopped by someone with sharp eyes.
"Don't say anymore. That person is also a martial arts expert.”
"Who?" asked one of the customers.”
"Nine-fingered God Beggar Hong Qigong!"
The customers discussed in low voices. Suddenly, no one dared to call him the old beggar.
Just as the storm gradually calmed down.
A crisp sound broke the silence.
"Don't you dare doubt my master!" At the dining table, the little loli who was next to the white-robed Daoist stared at the sloppy old beggar and the green-clothed girl with a puffed up face.
"I saw it with my own eyes. Master scattered the tribulation clouds for ten thousand miles. With a rumble, a hole was almost poked in the sky!”
The little loli's voice was crisp, like a radish being gently plucked. It was warm and pleasant to the ear, but it also carried a strong sense of anger and dissatisfaction.
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