Chapter 541: Painting the Saint's descendants

This fortune-tounding old man is no different from the ordinary poor old man in the secular world. He has experienced the baptism of hard times and looks more shrewd. There is no magic in his body, and there is no magic fluctuation in his body.

"Damity? The old gentleman is a little alarmist. Shen Chong frowned and said lightly.

"The prince is a blessed person, but all the blessings are accompanied by disasters. The Tao is blessed by misfortune, and the misfortune depends on the blessing. Even if he is a fairy in the upper world, he has to go through all kinds of disasters, and it is difficult to be truly free." The old man looked at the sky and sighed.

"Immortals in the upper world, are there really immortals in this world?" Shen Chong smiled and stood up. He didn't want to talk to the old man anymore. He took out a piece of gold cake and threw it on the table.

"Haha, the prince is really a generous person," the old man laughed: "Since the prince is generous, I will give the prince a rune. I also hope the prince can collect it well, which may help the prince get through a disaster."

The old man didn't wait for Shen Chong to speak. He quickly took out a light yellow rune paper from his arms, dipped the cinnabar on the table with a bald pen, and drew it quickly on the rune paper for a moment.

In a moment, dozens of runes that Shen Chong did not know appeared on the rune paper.

"Haha, Fucheng's robbery is enough to keep you safe." The old man laughed and toss the ground with a bald pen.

"Is this also a rune?" Qingluan sneered and said, "There is no fluctuation of aura, it's just a ghost charm."

"Hey hey, this gentleman, don't underestimate this rune. It's enough to help you eliminate a disaster." The old man ignored Qingluan and sent the rune paper to Shen Chong.

Shen Chong suspiciously took over the rune paper. The rune on the paper could not even see the reason, and there was no fluctuation of vitality that the rune should have, but the pen power was strong, the dragon flew and the phoenix danced, and the power penetrated the back of the paper. Obviously, he had extraordinary painting skills.

"It's just an old liar. What should he do," Qingluan said secretly behind him.

"It doesn't matter. It's just a few gold cakes. Even if it's not an alien, it can be regarded as helping a depressed old man." Shen Chong smiled, solemnly put away the rune paper, and handed over two gold cakes.

"Hey hey, the prince is not bad. The little old man revealed some more fate. The person the prince is looking for will appear in seven days, and this man is predestined with the prince and will definitely meet him."

The old man was obviously very satisfied. He put four pieces of gold cakes into his pocket, jingled, and muttered to himself, "Haha, I have money for wine again. It's enough for me to get drunk for a few days."

"Seven days? I'm still waiting." Shen Chong saluted the old man and got up and left.

"What, do you really believe what the old man said?" The two left their hands, and Qingluan said disdainfully.

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. Anyway, you have to wait for the Jade Spirit Great Sage to appear. There is a small fairyland in hand. No matter where it is, it is a holy place for practice. Just live in Jing'an City." Shen Chong said.

Whether it is the gold and silver traded in the secular world, or the vitality stone traded between practitioners, Shen Chong is not lacking. He simply stays in Jing'an City for a few days. With the Yuling Rabbit, he can feel the pressure of the Jade Spirit Sage at any time, and he will not miss anything.

After walking through a few more streets, Shen Chong visited casually and felt the secular life again, and his mood calmed down a little.

Suddenly, a noise came from the front. Shen Chong looked up and saw that it was a wine shop with three big characters in the book, Qinglianju.

A stream of fragrance spread out and was strong. This wine shop called Qinglianju was not big. There were only three or two tables, but it was very lively. The door was crowded with guests who came to drink.

"It smells good. It must be good wine." Even Shen Chong, who was not very good at wine, was attracted by the smell of wine and couldn't help walking forward.

This small restaurant is very old, especially the signboard, which is even more simple. At a glance, it can be seen that it is an old shop that has been opened for more than a hundred years. The restaurant is very clean, and the air is full of the aroma of wine. After smelling it for a long time, it is also a little fragrant.

"Okay, okay!" A beautiful little girl came out with a voice as clear as a yellow warbler: "Today's wine has been sold out. Guests in a good cup, please come early tomorrow."

This little girl is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and her face is still a little immature, but she is already a psychic martial artist, and her cultivation is very solid, her foundation is strong, her footwork is flexible, and her eyes reveal a trace of shrewdness.

"Xiaoyu, can't your brother and sister brew more? I've been thinking about this fairy for a month. It's hard to make enough money. Sell me another pot." When the drinker was neutral, a man shouted dissatisfiedly.

"Brother Liu, this is your fault. The immortals are drunk. The immortals are drunk. You are not an immortal. How can you be the immortals drunk? You'd better go home to raise your wife with this money." The little girl smiled.

These drinkers also abided by the rules. In the laughter, the crowd dispersed one after another.

"The immortals are drunk, but it's a little interesting." Shen Chong didn't know when he had a delicate wine pot in his hand. This was just taken by Shen Chong from a guest who bought wine. He tasted it gently. It was really mellow. The fragrance left in his mouth, which left an endless aftertaste. And after a sip, even the soul was comfortable.

The wine is fragrant and delicious, and the price is extremely expensive. It is actually traded with vitality stones. In this way, a small pot of immortals need ten vitality stones, but it is still in short supply.

It's just that the wine is good, but the name of this restaurant reminds him of a person. The Qinglian sword fairy thousands of years ago, he has got three sword dance pictures left by the sword fairy. From the meaning of the sword, it can be seen that the strength of the sword fairy in those years has been broken.

Although the inheritance left by this fairy sword is of little significance to him now, if he can gather six pieces, it will also be helpful to his kendo.

Maybe you can find some clues about these sword dance maps here. Shen Chong reported his intention to have a try and walked over.

The girl named Xiaoyu greeted me immediately when she saw it: "My friend, the wine in the shop has been sold out today. Please come early tomorrow."

Shen Chong nodded and looked up and down. The little girl was also very good. He shook the wine pot in his hand and asked, "This wine is called immortal drunk. What's the point?"

"Hee hee, the immortals are drunk, the immortals are drunk, even the immortals can be drunk. Our immortals are famous far and near. I don't know how many people spend a lot of money to buy wine, but unfortunately, the brewing is extremely cumbersome and the production is limited." Xiaoyu said with a smile.

"Did you make it?" Shen Chong tasted another mouthful of immortal drunkenness and asked.

"No, it's my brother's ancestral secret recipe." Xiaoyu shook her head and said.

"Oh? I don't know if you can introduce me to your brother?" Shen Chong was already a little curious about the two brothers and sisters.

"It's easy to see my brother." Xiaoyu turned around and shouted to the room, "Brother, there are guests who want to see you."

"Who wants to see me?" In the sound of the urn, a young man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist came out. His face was simple and his temperament was extremely calm.

"This is my eldest brother, Sun Zhongwen, and my name is Sun Xiaoyu." Xiaoyu said hello.

Shen Chong looked up and saw that Sun Zhongwen was less than 20 years old, but he was already the strongest in his physical state. Unexpectedly, this brother and sister had amazing cultivation talents, but they would hide in this small restaurant.

Unexpectedly, after Sun Zhongwen saw Shen Chong, his eyes immediately changed. He seemed to have found something. He was a little excited. He hurried over and bowed his head and fell to the ground: "Senior Sun Zhongwen, I have met the senior."

Shen Chong's face changed: "You can actually detect my cultivation."

You should know that Shen Chong hides his breath with 33 days of Taoism. Even if the strong man is broken in half a step, he may not be able to detect his real cultivation.

Sun Zhongwen also seemed to feel a little inappropriate and quickly got up: "Two seniors, please come to the house to talk, little sister, close the door."

Sun Xiaoyu also saw that there was nothing wrong. She hurriedly closed the door of the store and welcomed Shen Chong and Qingluan into the inner room of the restaurant. The inner room was extremely clean, with a table, a chair, a bed and a cabinet, which was extremely elegant. The cabinet was full of books, but it was not a martial arts Taoist book, but a travelogue, and there were several calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall.

"Hey hey, it really has something to do with Qinglian Sword Fairy." Qingluan also saw something: "This sword fairy is extremely good at wine and good at calligraphy. He combines the meaning of sword and calligraphy into one, and the pen and ink left behind can be said to be priceless."