When the people in the Outer Hall saw that the shopkeeper was actually bowing and scraping to an unprepossessing fat Daoist in shabby clothes, they were greatly puzzled. All of them looked at them with astonishment.
The shopkeeper saw that the waiter was really kneeling down and nervously said to Xiao Pang, "Senior Immortal, look ~"
"Tell him to stand up!" Xiao Pang waved his hand and then curiously asked, "Do you know who I am?"
"Senior Immortal must be joking. This is my first time meeting Senior Immortal, so I naturally don't know who Senior Immortal is. However, I have run this inn for dozens of years and have seen all kinds of people. Therefore, I was able to recognize Senior Immortal as an otherworldly expert. The waiter had eyes but couldn't see and offended Senior Immortal. I ask Senior Immortal to forgive him on account of his young age and ignorance!" The shopkeeper politely said.
After hearing the shopkeeper's words, everyone couldn't help but take in a cold breath. An otherworldly expert of cultivation! What was that? Was that an immortal? In the mortal world, there were countless legends about such experts. They all said that they could call the wind and summon the rain, heaven and earth, and were omnipotent. If this Daoist in front of him was such an expert, then the waiter's recklessness earlier was truly too dangerous. If he met someone with a bad temper, then a casual immortal technique would be enough to make him wish for death. Moreover, there would be no place to reason. Even the government wouldn't dare to interfere with the matters of cultivators.
At this time, the waiter finally understood the shopkeeper's painstaking efforts. He knew that the shopkeeper wanted him to kneel down and apologize to save him. Otherwise, the consequences of offending a cultivator made him tremble with fear.
Xiao Pang didn't expect the shopkeeper to have such good eyesight. However, thinking about it carefully, it was normal. After all, the shopkeeper had run this inn for dozens of years under the Mystical Sky Temple. He must have served many cultivators that came in and out of the temple, so it was normal for him to have such good eyesight.
After understanding this, the old man was too lazy to argue with the waiter and directly said, "This brat didn't know how to control his mouth. He should have been taught a lesson, but since he knows his mistake, then I won't bother with him anymore."
"Thank you, Senior Immortal. Thank you, Senior Immortal!" When the shopkeeper heard that Xiao Pang did not care about this matter, he immediately cupped his hands and thanked him gratefully.
"Alright, alright, I'm here to stay. Arrange a quiet courtyard for me first!" After saying that, Xiao Pang casually threw out five taels of gold and said, "This is the deposit, so that you don't have to worry about me running away!"
"I don't dare, I don't dare!" The shopkeeper said awkwardly, "Immortal elder, you don't have to be like this. You're giving me face by staying here. How can I accept your money?" As he spoke, he wanted to return the gold to Xiao Pang.
Why would Xiao Pang want it? He waved his hand impatiently. "I don't have the habit of freeloading. Hurry up and find a room!"
"Yes, yes!" Seeing Xiao Pang's insistence, the shopkeeper didn't dare to say more. He hurriedly led Xiao Pang to the backyard.
After a few breaths, the shopkeeper came out again. He went directly to the waiter and reprimanded, "How many times have I told you? You can't look down on people. Why do you have no memory? Fortunately, you met an easy-going Daoist master. If you met a narrow-minded evil cultivator, you wouldn't even know how you died! "
"No, it can't be, right?" The waiter was scared out of his wits.
"Why not? Do you know how many of the rich people who come and go in this town have died without knowing why? " The shopkeeper said angrily, "Remember in the future, when you meet this kind of Senior Immortal who doesn't look good but has an unusually steady expression, you must be more careful. Don't be careless and lose your life!"
"Yes, yes!" The waiter agreed and then suddenly asked, "Oh right, shopkeeper, are you sure that is a Senior Immortal? I don't see anything wrong with him. "
"Shut up!" The shopkeeper said angrily, "Are you an idiot? If he's not a Senior Immortal, who would throw gold like scrap iron? "
"Oh, that's true!" The waiter was stunned and said, "Even if the relatives of the emperor stayed here, they wouldn't be as generous as this Senior Immortal!"
"It's good that you understand!" The shopkeeper said, "Now go and prepare a table of good food for the Senior Immortal. Ask the chef to use all his strength to make it the best. Also, take out the secret jar of hundred years old Nu 'er Hong and give it to the Senior Immortal! "
"Ah?" The waiter was shocked when he heard, "Shopkeeper, that jar of Nu 'er Hong is the treasure of our shop. Last time, someone offered ten taels of gold but you were unwilling to sell it. Why are you willing to sell it for five taels of gold now? "
"What do you know? This Senior Immortal looks like a Daoist master. People like him don't like to owe people favors. Once he signs a contract, he will definitely return it to the other party. This time, I will sacrifice everything to serve him well. When the time comes, maybe the Senior Immortal will reward me with a few elixirs that can prolong my life! "The shopkeeper said proudly.
"Ah, the shopkeeper is wise!" The waiter immediately gave him a thumbs up after hearing that.
"Hehe, of course. You have to learn more. This is called a gentleman can be bullied!" The shopkeeper said with a sinister smile. What he didn't know was that although this Senior Immortal was a Senior Immortal, he had no relationship with a gentleman. Therefore, his pretentious act was destined to fail.
That night, Xiao Pang enjoyed the food and wine provided by the shopkeeper very much. Especially the jar of hundred years old wine, Xiao Pang was full of praise. He couldn't even bear to drink it all and kept half of it.
The next morning, the shopkeeper planned to wait for Xiao Pang to come out and greet him so that he could raise some requests. However, he realized that no matter how long he waited, no one came. Seeing that it was almost noon, the shopkeeper really lost his patience. He mustered up his courage and knocked on Xiao Pang's door with the excuse of greeting him. As a result, the door opened. There was no lock at all.
The shopkeeper knew that something was wrong at first glance. He hurried in and found that Xiao Pang had already left, leaving only a line of bold words on the wall. "A gentleman can be bullied!"
Seeing this line of words, the shopkeeper was suddenly dumbfounded. Only then did he know that his words yesterday were heard by Ding Ning's ears. Suddenly, he was ashamed, ashamed, and distressed. He was ashamed because his little abacus was seen through by Ding Ning and he even wrote it directly on the wall to ridicule him. What distressed him was the jar of hundred years old wine. This jar of Nu 'er Hong was said to be his grandmother's dowry. Until now, there was only one jar left. He had always been reluctant to drink it, but unexpectedly, he lost it in vain this time.
And this was not the most important thing. The most important thing was that he lost a jar of good wine. Not only did he not curry favor with Ding Ning, but he also offended a cultivator. This, isn't this a classic case of losing the bride and losing the soldiers?
Xiao Pang intentionally played with the shopkeeper. Before dawn, he flew away on his sword. Coincidentally, he arrived at the Mystical Sky Temple on the mountain in the early morning.
The Mystical Sky Temple was indeed the Royal Temple of the Blue Moon Nation. It occupied an area of a few thousand acres. On the mountain, there were several large and small palaces. There were also thousands of Daoist priests. However, most of these Daoist priests were mortals who did not have high aptitude. Although they also cultivated some cultivation techniques, it was a pity that they were only in the Houtian realm. There were only a few who had entered the Xiantian realm. As for the Temple Master, he was a Foundation Establishment cultivator sent by the Xuantian Monastery. He lived in seclusion here all year round. In the eyes of mortals, he was a deity-like figure!
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