"Ling Xuehuang!?" Qin Tian was a little surprised.
He really didn't expect to see his old friend again in Dunhuang City. It had been almost a year since they parted in Haijin.
In Qin Tian’s mind, the figure of this person almost faded away, but he didn’t expect to see him again here.
"It's really Mr. Qin, what a coincidence!" Ling Xuehuang said with an elegant smile.
This man is still as elegant as before, and his Confucian temperament is still as charming.
Qin Tian looked at Ling Xuehuang and smiled slightly, "I didn't expect that after just a short time, you would have such good fortune. Are you using books to enter the Dao?"
This really surprised Qin Tian. Ling Xuehuang is now a genuine powerful person in the Divine Awakening Realm.
This reminded Qin Tian of the only remaining Confucian and Taoist saint in the divine world.
That guy could mobilize the power of heaven and earth with just a casual stroke of his pen. In the entire divine world, there were very few people who could receive a single word from him.
He entered the Dao through books and reached the realm of Divine Emperor, becoming the greatest person of all time in the Divine Realm.
Qin Tian was quite surprised that Ling Xuehuang would take this path.
"Mr. Qin, nothing can be hidden from me. It's just a coincidence and the blessing of my predecessors." Ling Xuehuang said modestly.
Qin Tian smiled and said, "That's too modest. If you want to stand on the shoulders of giants, you have to be able to climb up! Not everyone can do it."
Ling Xuehuang smiled elegantly, "Mr. Qin, are you here in Dunhuang City for the Twin Green Lotuses?"
Qin Tian was slightly stunned, "You too?"
"It's not just me. Most of the practitioners Mr. Qin meets come here for the legendary treasure." Ling Xuehuang replied.
Qin Tian couldn't help but feel surprised. When did the matter of the Twin Green Lotuses in Dunhuang City become known to everyone?
At this moment, Qin Tian felt like he had entered a game, a huge chess game, and he seemed to have become a chess piece. This feeling made Qin Tian very uncomfortable.
Ling Xuehuang seemed to have noticed Qin Tian's surprise and continued, "This news was only spread yesterday, but it's still unclear who spread it.
However, when I learned the news, I did some research and found that there were two sources of information.
"Two forces?" Qin Tian frowned slightly. The leader of the Taoist sect knew where such a treasure was. If this news was spread by the Taoist sect, it would not be surprising at all.
But there is another force. According to Qin Tian's guess, it might be Buddhism, or it might be Ning Zheng.
What exactly is the Dao Sect Master planning? The most likely possibility is that he has enough power to break through the realm of heaven and man.
But even so, he would have to come in person to get the Twin Green Lotuses, trying to fish in troubled waters? It was unlikely. With the cultivation level of the Taoist master, there was absolutely no need for him to do so.
Ling Xuehuang said, "Mr. Qin, since something has happened, the truth will eventually come out.
It's fate that we meet again today, why don't we go together?"
"Okay!" Qin Tian replied.
Since Ling Xuehuang had already said it, if Qin Tian refused, it would seem petty of him.
Qin Tian and Ling Xuehuang walked together on the streets of Dunhuang City. The ancient and charming atmosphere made people feel different.
It is different from the ambitious feeling you get when you look at towering mountains.
It’s different from the feeling of embracing everything when you look out at the sea.
Walking along the streets of the ancient city, you can smell the charm, the charm of history, and feel the vicissitudes of life in the long river of time.
"Mr. Qin, do you still remember our agreement?" Ling Xuehuang suddenly asked.
Qin Tian smiled slightly, "Of course I remember, I'm always waiting."
The agreement that Ling Xuehuang mentioned was naturally a battle with Qin Tian. Ling Yuangang died after Qin Tian. Although it was Ling Yuangang's fault, Ling Xuehuang was his grandson after all.
Ling Xuehuang smiled and nodded, "If that day ever comes, I'm sure the top of Dunhuang City would be a good choice. When I'm confident I can defeat you, how about we meet in Dunhuang City?"
Qin Tian replied, "It's a good choice."
Ling Xuehuang laughed out loud, "That day won't be too far away."
Qin Tian also smiled gently, and the two stopped talking, but the atmosphere was not awkward, but rather harmonious.
"Yuelai Inn, the name is quite ancient. Mr. Qin, how about settling down here?" Ling Xuehuang asked.
Qin Tian replied, "Okay."
Just as the two were about to go in, they saw a figure being thrown out of the inn. Then, several burly men walked out of the inn, with dragons and tigers painted on their chests and arms, giving off a strong social atmosphere.
In front of several burly men, a man walked out. He was wearing the clothes of a Qing Dynasty official, with a pointed chin and monkey-like face. He was extremely short, only about 1.5 meters tall, with very dark skin. Judging from his face, he looked to be about 40 years old.
"You frivolous monk, how can you eat and drink without money? And you're trying to fool me with that pile of rags of paper.
"You're still... telling fortunes for money? Do you think a bald ass like you can tell my life? Bah!" The short man pointed at the old monk lying on the ground and cursed.
At this time, a group of people had gathered at the door of the inn to watch the excitement. As for the old monk who had fallen to the ground, he also got up at this moment.
He was wearing a tattered robe covered with patches, had a smooth head, broad shoulders and a big waist, a fat head and big ears, and was about 1.7 meters tall. He had a pair of big eyes and a mole under his right eye.
The most important thing is that there is a smell on the old monk's body. There is some fragrance mixed in with the sweat smell, and he also smells of alcohol. If it was just the sweat smell, it would be fine, but the mixture of stinky, fragrant and alcohol is really intoxicating.
Among the onlookers, many people covered their mouths and noses, but those who were farther away were fine.
It was really difficult for the innkeeper. I don't know what tricks the old monk used to make the innkeeper agree to let him eat in the restaurant.
At this moment, the old monk stood up, snored, his cheeks flushed, and laughed, "You! You! You are in great trouble, and you don't even realize it.
I, the monk, feel sorry for you and want to help you get rid of your misfortunes and difficulties, but you refuse and even beat me up. You! Retribution is coming."
Hearing what the old monk said, the short man became furious and flew up to kick the old monk. The old monk did not dodge, but stood straight with his hands behind his back.
Somehow, the short man fell down before he could kick the old monk.
"Ouch~" The short man held his waist in pain.
The old monk looked like a sage from otherworldly realms, “What’s the matter? I told you long ago that you were in great trouble, but you just wouldn’t listen!
I have the Buddha's protection, so not only the donors, but also the demons and monsters cannot get close to me."
The short man stood up with the help of several burly men. He looked at the old monk with a wavering look in his eyes. Finally, he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, forget it. It's my bad luck. I won't argue with you, a frivolous monk. Let's go!"
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