The outside world, Broken Peak Mountain.
The outside world is also nightfall, the outside world gathered in all the forces of the manpower is not as much as at the beginning, some originally came to a hrious and some martial artists who know that there is no hope of entering the closed Holy Lnad has begun to leave.
But there are still a lot of martial artists stay, especially the younger generation of disciples into the closed Holy Lnad in the major families, Holy Land’s bigwigs are basically staying in ce.
Their purpose is to wait for their respective young generation disciples toe out of the closed Holy Lnad, when the time to y a protective role.
Otherwise, if a certain power’s young disciple gets some great opportunity inside, when hees out without protection, he may be robbed by other power’s powerful people directly.
Therefore, as long as there is a young generation of disciples to enter the retreat Holy Lnad, there will be the corresponding big man to stay to y the role of escort.
Counting up, the Hyacinth heavenly pride disciples who entered the retreat Holy Lnad from the time to count for most of the day, some sect forces in the outer area also began to think about how to send their outstanding disciples also into the retreat Holy Lnad.
They can’t go to grab the first and second batch of ces to enter, but the back can still go to operate some, for the development of the sect, no matter what they have to go to fight.
The originator’s drawings for the Holy Lnad are mainly made from the remnants of the drawings in the hands of these three families, so as long as these three people agree, it is okay to put in three or five more people in the Holy Lnad.
Of course, this depends on whether these sect forces can give enough benefits and conditions.
In fact, the top ranked Hyacinth Family including all parties Holy Land, in Hyacinth will have some followers, these followers are from other small sects, most of them will be attached to theserge forces.
Therefore, if there are enough advantages, Reno or Tantai would like to follow their own family of some of the small sects of power to arrange some disciples.
As for Old Mr. Miller, is sitting in an open space, the ground is spread on a also do not know which martial artist brought a straw mat.
On the grass mat, there are some dishes, there are roast chicken, roast duck, marinated pig’s feet, there are some peanuts, hairy beans and other dishes, as for Old Mr. Miller around, gathered seven or eight martial artists of various sects, is drinking with Old Mr. Miller.
Although Old Mr. Miller is the famous Lewis in Hyacinth, but he is not the slightest frame, crossing his legs and smoking a dry cigarette, just like some old farmers in the vige crops.
The martial artists of those small sects on the periphery immediately talked to Old Mr. Miller, some asked about Old Mr. Miller’s youthful exploits, some asked questions about cultivation, and some simply asked Old Mr. Miller to teach a few moves of the top bullying cultivation techniques.
In this regard, Old Mr. Miller is basically a no-brainer.
As long as these martial artists ask, he will answer a few sentences, some cultivation aspects of the answer to solve the problem, he is also serious to answer the guidance. As for the most powerful cultivation techniques, Old Mr. Miller could not help, and he directly said, “I don’t know such powerful ones, how can I teach them to you?
However, Old Mr. Miller still did his best to help these Hyacinth juniors.
His ability alone was limited, so he helped as much as he could.
Until the evening, Brian, a straightforward man who had apanied Old Mr. Miller, Jason and others up Broken Peak Mountain halfway, asked Old Mr. Miller if he wanted to eat something, and Old Mr. Miller directly said to have a good wine and good meat.
Immediately, Brian and several martial artists immediately went to the Oakshire downtown area, bought alcohol and food, and followed Old Mr. Miller to exchange sses.
They only felt that Old Mr. Miller was like an old friend of theirs, and they could sit together and eat and drink without any restrictions.
Before this, such a thing they do not dare to dream to think.
Imagine, in Hyacinth, not to mention a Saint Master, even those Heritage Master Stage powerhouse, which one is not nose to the sky pretentious? Which Heritage Master Stage powerhouse put them in the eyes of martial artists from small sects?
As for those Saint Master level existences in Hyacinth, they are even more top-notch figures that they can’t touch at all, and for them, they will never have any encounter in their lifetime.
But now, they are sitting on the ground with a Saint Master, eating meat and drinking wine, which makes them themselves a bit unbelievable.
And, this Saint Master is also the Lewis they grew up to respect and admire the most after listening to his deeds.Content is ? by N?velDrama.Org.
“In this life, I can drink with Mr. Lewis, I have no regrets! I can also show off and brag to others! In the future, when I have children, I can also brag to them about this!”
“I didn’t expect the legendary Mr. Lewis to be so down-to-earth, not minding us at all. This is the real senior man!”
“That’s right. If we talk about Hyacinth in these decades, who else can there be other than Elder Lewis that is truly worthy of admiration?”
These martial artists spoke one after another.
Old Mr. Miller held a roast chicken leg in his hand and waved his hand after taking a sip of wine and said, “You rabbits, what do you mean by touting me so much? I am just amon man, can’t afford such praise. Besides, I’m just trying to get close to you guys, just to cheat some meat and wine. You all make me sound like a saint.”
“Haha, Old Mr. Miller, we really want you to cheat more. We are willing to do so. Your old man wants to eat any meat and drink any wine, we are willing to buy to apany you.” Brian said with a smile.
“Yes, we are all willing.” Other martial artists echoed the words.
Old Mr. Miller shook his head, squinted his old eyes, ate and drank enough he began to light the tobo on the dry tobo stick and began to smoke.
Phew!
At some point, the wind picked up.
The wind over the hillock, issued a burst of whimpering sound, some gusts of wind whirling, rolled up the mountain peaks of fallen leaves, like a dragon wild dance.
Originally starry starry sky, I do not know when there are dark clouds overshadowed, looking like a heavy rain wille.
“The mountain rain ising, it seems, a storm wille.” Old Mr. Miller that the original pair of cloudy old eyes, fiercely blossomed a ray of brilliant awning, said to himself like.
“Old Mr. Miller, we brought some camping tents or something. If it really rains, you can go inside the tent to rest.” Brian said in a hurry.
Old Mr. Miller smiled and said, “I appreciate your kindness. The wind has risen, I also sat for a while, this old man can not sit for a long time, it seems to be to get up and move a little.”
With that, Old Mr. Miller stood up, patted his buttocks, turned around and walked towards a short peak surrounding Broken Peak Mountain on the right, faintly with his drunken and bold voiceing –
“Do not listen to the sound of beating leaves through the forest, why not whistle and walk slowly. The bamboo stick and mango shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid? A straw rain and smoke can be used to live a peaceful life.
The spring breeze blows the wine awake, it is slightly cold, but the nting light on the mountain wees you. I look back at the ce where I have always been in the doldrums, and I go back to the ce where there is no storm and no sunshine.”