"Oh, my daughter is also at this age," Old Father Wang said teasingly.
"Dad, you're so annoying!" Wang Qiaoqiao blushed.
Old Father Wang couldn't help but laugh. Then he straightened his face and said, "I still don't know where he came from. Judging by his attire, he might be a cultivator."
When he said the word "cultivator," he didn't have the reverence of the ordinary people in the divine land. Instead, he seemed to be used to it.
In fact, there were too many cultivators in the Jambu Realm. Some of them didn't even have enough to eat. Old Father Wang at least had a decent and stable life, so he wasn't surprised.
"No matter what, bring him back first and find a doctor."
As Old Father Wang spoke, he emptied his pipe, stuck it at his waist, and was about to carry the man.
At this moment, the man suddenly opened his eyes, giving Old Father Wang a fright. His hand hung in mid-air, and he didn't know whether to move or not. He was extremely embarrassed.
"Young Master, please don't misunderstand." Seeing this, Wang Qiaoqiao couldn't care less about her shyness and hurriedly explained, "Dad saw that you were unconscious and wanted to take you to see a doctor. We are not thieves."
"I heard." The man's voice was a little hoarse, and he seemed to be in low spirits.
Old Father Wang straightened up and said with a smile, "Little Brother, I saw you fall from the sky. Why are you fine?"
The man forced a smile. "My skin is rough and my flesh is thick. A few falls are fine." He bent over and sat up, reaching out to touch his glabella.
Old Father Wang said, "Little Brother, you look like someone from the East Sky Territory. Why did you come to the Northern Tang?"
"I don't know either," the man said, confused.
Old Father Wang thought he didn't want to say, so he smiled and said, "My name is Wang Chun. Those who know me call me Old Father Wang. This is Little Queen Qiaoqiao."
"Yan Li." The man was Yan Li.
"Big Brother Yan, are you a cultivator?" Wang Qiaoqiao was an easygoing person.
"Sort of." Yan Li stood up. The curse mark on his glabella had disappeared. Of course, if not, he wouldn't have woken up. He could feel that the true name in the depths of his soul was unprecedentedly weak, and the curse was unprecedentedly violent.
This was the result of letting his emotions run wild.
What was even worse was that the last two fierce battles had placed a huge burden on his body, especially the battle with Yang Youyun. His body's strength was far from reaching the level where he could release his resentment. After a few high-intensity outbursts of resentment, his Origin Sea was in a gray state.
Perhaps it was not just the Power of Resentment. For the last strike, he forcefully used the Taibai Sword Formula. The general principle of its cultivation was "One Sword Can Obtain the World's Momentum". In fact, he did not have the time to cultivate it.
When he woke up, he checked his surroundings. After finding no danger, he subconsciously wanted to visualize to restore his primordial Qi, but he only felt a stabbing pain in his head. This was probably the result of forcibly using a sword spell that he had yet to master.
If he couldn't visualize, he wouldn't be able to cultivate. If he couldn't cultivate, he wouldn't be able to find the right medicine, and there was no way to repair his Origin Sea. However, ever since he woke up, his Source Sea had already recovered some of its Primal Qi. The fact that it could recover naturally meant that it was not a big problem. It just needed time to recuperate.
His mood did not fluctuate because of this.
Everything was over. It didn't matter anymore.
He thought.
Seeing that he did not want to say more, Father Wang thought that he was about the same as those low-level cultivators who did not even have enough to eat. He smiled and said, "Brother Yan, what plans do you have next?"
Yan Li said, "I don't know."
Father Wang was startled. Wang Qiaoqiao pulled his sleeve and said with a smile, "Brother Yan, why don't you stay at my house for a couple of days?"
Father Wang smiled bitterly and said, "It's said that daughters are extroverted. It's true."
"Father, don't talk nonsense!" Wang Qiaoqiao stamped her feet shyly.
Father Wang smiled and said, "It's almost dawn. I'll go back and cook some noodles. I'll eat a little to warm my body."
"I don't want to eat noodles," Yan Li said.
"Then …" Father Wang was a little embarrassed. "We can't buy food at this hour, and the restaurant is not open …"
"Do you have wine?"
Father Wang's house only had coarse, old wine. When he swallowed it, it felt like he was being cut by a knife.
The wine entered his heart. Ji Zhiyuan's crying face and resentful eyes appeared in his mind again. Bit by bit, his heart that he thought had become numb was being gouged out.
He was drunk. He vomited.
"Brother Yan, Brother Yan, wake up, Brother Yan …"
In a daze, he seemed to hear someone calling him. He slowly opened his eyes. The sunlight stung his eyes, and he hurriedly closed them again. After a while, he opened his eyes and saw a lovely girl sitting by the bed. She looked about 16 years old. She had a small nose and big eyes. Her hair was combed into two braids. She was full of youthful vigor.
"Brother Yan, you're finally awake. Get up and eat lunch!"
"Who are you?" Yan Li pressed his aching head.
"I'm Qiaoqiao. Brother Yan, I've been serving you since morning and haven't slept. You actually forgot me, humph …" Wang Qiaoqiao said angrily.
"Oh, yes, it's Miss Qiaoqiao …" Yan Li shook his head and sat up. "I don't want to eat. Can you give me some more wine?"
Wang Qiaoqiao frowned and said, "Brother Yan, you've finished all the wine. It's not good for your body …"
"No more wine? I'll go out and buy some." Yan Li got out of bed and stumbled out.
"Brother Yan, you can't even walk steadily. You'd better lie down. I'll buy some for you." Wang Qiaoqiao stamped her feet and caught up with Yan Li to support him.
"I've given you a lot of trouble," Yan Li shook his head. "I'll go by myself. Just tell me where to go."
"I'll go with you." Wang Qiaoqiao sighed. "Brother Yan, did something happen to you?"
"No, I'm fine. I'm just a little thirsty." Yan Li smacked his lips.
Wang Qiaoqiao faintly said: "Really? Last night, when you were drunk, you kept shouting someone's name. "
"Really?" Yan Li rubbed his forehead. "I really can't remember."
Wang Qiaoqiao said: "If you can't remember, then don't think about it. But brother Yan, if there's something in your heart, you can't hold it back. You'll choke yourself. "
"Qiaoqiao, you're so nice." Yan Li smiled at her.
Wang Qiaoqiao's pretty face turned red. She lowered her head: "If, if it was someone else, I would also … …"
On the street, she suddenly said, "Oh, today is the first day of the New Year. Where would the wine shop be open? At least wait until tomorrow. Brother Yan, why don't you go back to your room and lie down. I'll go to someone else's house and see if I can sell some. "
"Then you've worked hard. Here's the money." Yan Li said and took out a silver ingot from his bosom.
This silver ingot was fifty taels. His original intention was to deduct the money for the wine and give it to Wang Qiaoqiao to repay her for taking care of him.
Who would have thought that Wang Qiaoqiao had a strange look on her face and said: "Brother Yan, what is this?"
"Silver ingot." Yan Li said.
Wang Qiaoqiao took out a small gravel-like thing from her bosom and said: "Brother Yan, you can't buy anything with that silver ingot. You have to use this."
Yan Li took it and looked at it carefully. He was surprised: "Sky Mystic Stone?"
Wang Qiaoqiao said: "It's Sky Mystic Stone. We all use it to buy things. Does Brother Yan's hometown use silver ingot? "
Yan Li weighed it. This small ingot probably weighed three copper coins. He said: "What is this place?"
Wang Qiaoqiao said: "This is Northern Tang's Flower River City, Jishui Commandery."
Yan Li had never heard of this place. He said: "Do you know the Great Xia Dynasty?"
"Great Xia Dynasty?" Wang Qiaoqiao repeated it, then shook her head. "I've never heard of it."
Yan Li realized that he had come to a new and unknown place.
He tentatively asked: "Do you know a person named Tang Sanghua?"
"Tang Sanghua?" Wang Qiaoqiao said, "Who is it? Brother Yan's friend? What a strange name. "
Yan Li shook his head and sighed: "Forget it. You go and help me buy some wine. Put it on the bill first. We'll settle it later."
"The wine is on me. But Brother Yan, we have to agree that it's only this time." Wang Qiaoqiao said.
"I promise it's only this time." Yan Li slightly raised the corner of his mouth. "I mean today."
"What today? Don't drink again tomorrow!" Wang Qiaoqiao said angrily.
"Why are you standing at the door? Go in and eat." At this time, Father Wang came out.
Wang Qiaoqiao ran to the street and said: "Dad, you eat first. I'll help Brother Yan buy wine."
"Still drinking?" Father Wang frowned slightly. "Brother Yan, you look like you're injured. Drinking is not good for your injury."
"I'm fine." Yan Li smiled. "By the way, Father Wang, can I ask if this Northern Tang is a dynasty or …?"
The two entered the inner room. Father Wang said: "What dynasty? There has been no dynasty for a long time."
"No?" Yan Li said, "Then who are you ruled by?"
Father Wang sat down, thought for a moment, and said: "There is no dynasty, but there is a holy dynasty. Now is the Dragon Monarch Dynasty, the 32nd year of the Dragon Monarch, the 668th year of the new Jambu Calendar. Brother Yan, where is your hometown? How come you don't even know this? "
Yan Li said vaguely: "I grew up in the mountains and have never come into contact with the outside world. Can you tell me a little about it? "
"Then take a seat." Father Wang habitually lit his pipe before saying: "We are now in the Northern Tang Territory, one of the eight major territories of the Dragon Monarch Dynasty. The others are: Eastern Sky Territory, White Tiger Territory, Dragon Monarch Territory, Ocean Sky Territory, Wei King Territory, Giant Deer Territory, and Southern Phoenix Territory. These are the divisions of the human world."
"Human world?" Yan Li said: "So there's more?"
Father Wang said: "I'm not knowledgeable. I only know that Wei King Territory leads to the Immortal World, and Giant Deer Territory leads to the Asura World. I don't know more than that."
"Is there a place called the Court Of Sword?" Yan Li asked.
Father Wang stared at him strangely for a long time before saying: "Are you thinking of becoming a disciple of the Court Of Sword? Don't you know that the Court Of Sword is ranked top three among the Nine Great Confucian orthodoxy in the Immortal World? Only immortals have that kind of opportunity. We're all ordinary people, so don't think too far ahead. Although you're a cultivator, you're at most a martial artist. "
"More or less," Yan Li said. "I'm just asking. I've heard of it before, so I'm curious."
"I see." Father Wang smiled. "It's fine. After the new year, if you have nowhere to go, you can hire me as a porter for a period of time. I'll help you get a place as a porter."
"Porter?" Yan Li's expression turned strange.
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