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Chapter 290 Their leader should go to work

"Young Master, if we can't find the indicated location, should we go to the Wanxian Sect and ask?"

After the food came, several monks were unwilling to pick up their chopsticks.

It's just mortal food, they have no interest in it at all.

But smelling it...

But suddenly I felt it smelled very good.

The man picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and suddenly smiled, "The food here tastes very good, better than anything I've eaten before."

It was rare to see him speak so highly of something, and several people were a little surprised.

The cultivator named Yin San said, "Young Master, these are just some mortal food."

The man said, "But I have to eat this now."

Yin Da glared at Yin San fiercely, saying, "Why are you bringing up such a topic?"

They were four brothers, named Yin Da, Yin Er, Yin San and Yin Si.

The main purpose is to protect the young master in front of me.

The young master's name is Gong Xingsi.

They have traveled so many places just for a vague instruction.

But it is all the young master's hope.

Gong Xingsi took two sips of the spiritual wine.

There was some surprise in his eyes.

The monks here are quite interesting. They have come up with cooking methods that combine mortal food with spiritual herbs, which can satisfy the appetites of some monks.

It is said that monks do not value desires.

But it is actually a lie.

Compared to mortals, monks' desires are only stronger and they are more likely to indulge themselves.

The previous words may have made the atmosphere a little awkward, so Yin Da quickly said, "The instructions told us to go east. We are already in the east, which is the territory of the Wanxian Sect. If we really have no clues, we can only go to the Wanxian Sect to ask."

"That's fine." Gong Xingsi said, "If you force it too much, you might not be able to find it. I'm afraid the Wanxian Sect won't be able to find it either."

Yin Er continued, "I heard that the Xue Cang Sect placed a clone of the Mirror of All Things in the replica of the Zhaixing Tower. Although it only has a portion of the power of the original, if we use it to deduce it, we may be able to find the place it points to."

Gong Xingsi seemed to be lost in thought.

Yin San knew that he had said the wrong thing just now and wanted to make amends: "We have a good relationship with the Xue Cang Sect. If you want to borrow the Mirror of All Things, it's just a split body. I think the Xue Cang Sect will agree."

"But why would Xue Cang Sect help us?" Gong Xingsi simply smiled faintly: "Besides, we've already come here. If we still use external objects to explore, I'm afraid it will cause complications."

Yin Si couldn't help but say, "Young Master, we've been searching for five years."

They only have twenty years of opportunity in total.

The more time you waste, the closer you are to the fatal moment.

Gong Xingsi still shook his head slightly, "If I can't find it, it's my fate."

"Little Lord!"

The four monks suddenly became jealous.

It seems that it touches upon something tragic.

Zhai Xiaotian, who was sitting in the front seat, squinted his eyes slightly, almost imperceptibly.

But he didn't move and just drank the wine in his hand.

After a while, an old man in a gray robe with white hair and a very long beard came up from downstairs.

Holding a book in his hand, he muttered to himself, "I don't know what these Arabic numerals are, but they're incredibly convenient for counting. They're amazing."

Zhai Xiaotian, who had been silent up front, suddenly turned around, looked at the old man and said with a smile, "This restaurant has a new product today, brewed with second-level magatama fruit, and it tastes very good."

"Really?" The old man seemed to have no idea how to be polite. He leaned forward and said casually, "Let me try it."

Zhai Xiaotian poured him a cup, and the old man said, "You're so stingy."

Zhai Xiaotian smiled but said nothing.

The four members of the Yin family behind them became increasingly silent.

If Zhai Xiaotian and the others couldn't sense the depth, it was clear that this old man didn't have a trace of spiritual energy!

But he couldn't be a mortal.

He drank spiritual wine, and mortals should not eat too much of anything that is contaminated with spiritual energy.

Otherwise, if the spiritual energy is too abundant and the mortal body is too weak to bear it, it will explode.

What’s more, the wine is brewed from second-level spiritual materials.

Not a trace of spiritual energy?

They also carried different magical weapons, but they couldn't detect the old man's aura.

They suddenly became quiet.

Gong Xingsi seemed to have sensed something and said calmly, "I'm full. Let's go first and look somewhere else. Ahem..."

The four of them hurriedly got up and left with Gong Xingsi.

Wait until a few people leave.

The old man suddenly turned his head and glanced at their backs as they left.

Zhai Xiaotian asked, "Does the old man know them?"

"Someone from the Yinxiao Sect." The old man wrinkled his nose indifferently after drinking the spirit wine, and squinted his eyes for a while: "Well, not bad."

"Yinxiao Sect." Zhai Xiaotian pondered, as if remembering something. After a while, he asked in surprise, "So it's them? The Four Evils of the Yin Family? What are they doing here?"

The old man opened his mouth and casually said something: "The son of Yinxiao Sect's Sect Master Gong Dailan was injured by a demon cultivator fifty years ago, destroying all his cultivation. Logically, he should not have lived long."

Zhai Xiaotian was also surprised because he really didn't know about this.

However, he knew a little about Miyashiro Lan's affairs.

"That person just now was Gong Xingsi, the Young Master of Yinxiao Sect?"

The old man was still savoring the spirit wine. Hearing this, he said indifferently, "Then I don't know. I saw the girl from the Gong family once many years ago, and I have never seen her son."

The girl from the Gong family.

This statement almost shows that the old man's origin is not simple.

Zhai Xiaotian was silent for a moment, but the old man looked at him and asked, "Are you scared?"

Zhai Xiaotian was thinking about how to answer.

The old man continued, "Why don't you buy me two more bottles of spirit wine? You're feeding this one bottle to rats."

Zhai Xiaotian: “…”

He gave a bitter laugh and said, "If you are willing, the disciples of the Changsheng Sect can probably provide you with countless spiritual wines."

"Hey! I'm not the kind of person who bullies others by taking advantage of my power. I just ate a few meals with them without paying, and you see what they said behind my back."

Zhai Xiaotian: “…”

It seems that I didn’t mention you either.

The old man thought for a moment and suddenly asked, "When does their sect leader usually come back?"

"I really don't know about that." Zhai Xiaotian said, "She's always been elusive. I guess it's even more impossible for her to come back during this period. It seems that she went to Longshuang Lake."

After all, he was bringing his own flying magic weapon with him, so Zhai Xiaotian could still have a vague perception.

"She went to Longshuang Lake?" The old man was stunned for a moment, his face darkening for a long time. "She's a dignified sect leader, wouldn't she be working for someone else?"

Because most small sects cannot go to Longshuang Lake, if they want to borrow the teleportation array of Guanhai Sect, they will most likely be working for others.

You are the sect leader after all, how can you be so rude!

"She has money, maybe she's not working." Zhai Xiaotian still knew that Changsheng Sect had certain financial resources.

You can also teleport there by paying spirit stones.

But then I thought about how shameless Song Jiulai had always been.

"But she probably wouldn't agree to spend spirit stones, so she's probably gone to work."

Old man: "..."