In the evening, there were not many drinkers left. Most of those who came just bought a few pots of old wine and left in a hurry without stopping. Lao Liao simply closed the door and prepared to go back. Xu Changsheng took advantage of the fact that it was still early and went to drink wine.

I've bought everything I need to buy, and I probably won't have time tomorrow.

When I went back after shopping, I found that there was a middle-aged man with a sword on his back in Lao Liao's house. The two of them were sitting on stone chairs in the courtyard, with bowls of wine beside them.

Seeing Xu Changsheng, Lao Liao raised his hand and pointed, "He's the guy who clings to me so shamelessly that he won't leave. He doesn't drink enough and drinks it all in one gulp, haha."

It's okay to talk about other Xu Changsheng, but it's not okay to say that he has a bad drinking ability. "Old Liao, you are not being righteous. It's not because you owed me those two green clam coins for a bet. I will stay in your shabby thatched hut."

inside?"

After saying that, she looked at him suspiciously and said, "You old guy, you don't want to admit the money you owe."

Lao Liao immediately stood up, blowing his beard and staring, "You bastard, I think you are asking for a beating."

"Stop talking, this pot of wine will be used as debt payment." The boy with the sword said, picking up the pot of Lihuachun and putting the mustard seeds in it.

Lao Liao sneered, "I just spit over there."

Xu Changsheng's hand froze, and then he put it back on the table. This old man really has a lot of skills. He won't accept it!

Feng Qing just watched the performance of the old and the young. He also knew that his old friend had always been quite accurate in recognizing people, and regardless of age, as long as they got along well with each other, even a child, let alone a teenager, would be willing to be friends with him.

Judging from this, regardless of the young martial artist's cultivation level, at least his temperament is absolutely fine.

Now that the matter was finished, he stood up and said goodbye. Old Liao waved his hand impatiently, "Go back to your city lord's palace. This small temple of mine cannot accommodate a big Buddha like yours."

Feng Qing laughed and cursed, turned into a sword light and flew towards the south of the city. No one was seen, and the pot of Pear Blossom Spring on the table also disappeared.

Xu Changsheng was a little surprised, "Old Liao, you can't tell that the city lord of Shiqiao County is also being ordered around by you."

Old Liao rubbed his nose and raised his head, "Of course, let alone a mere city lord, even the governor of Taoyuan County is not in my eyes."

Xu Changsheng groaned, put his hand on his forehead, and looked towards the sky.

Lao Liao was a little confused, "What are you looking at?"

"Hey, did you see, Lao Liao, there is a bull demon in the clouds over there?"

Lao Liao immediately became interested, "Where is it? Where is it?"

After looking around, I realized what the boy was talking about.

When he turned around, he found that Xu Changsheng had taken out a bunch of debris from the mustard and started playing with it in the yard.

Lao Liao leaned over.

Xu Changsheng grabbed his sleeve and said, "Don't look away. Come and light the fire. Today I will show you my craftsmanship, Xu Changsheng."

"Tsk, why is this so difficult?" He said and blew into the charcoal, which immediately started to burn.

Xu Changsheng suddenly remembered the scene when he was lighting a fire in the mountains and felt a little sad.

In the end, the two of them were holding a pot of Lihuachun in one hand and a bunch of barbecued meats sprinkled with various spices in the other, and their mouths were full of oil.

"Boy Xu, I don't see that you still have this skill. Why don't you leave and stay at my restaurant to barbecue. I'm sure to make money."

"You only have a small temple and you still want to keep a big Buddha like me?"

"You bastard, do you look down on me, Lao Liao! Do you know how many people are trying to get a share of my wine shop!"

Xu Changsheng reached out and took out another skewer of barbecue, and deliberately

He took out some cumin from the mustard seeds and sprinkled it on it, and said: "I also want to go outside and have a look. If I get old and become Lao Xu, I promise to open a wine shop like yours."

Lao Liao didn't know what he suddenly thought of, and he felt a little depressed. He stopped talking and started drinking alone.

Xu Changsheng didn't bother him. He took the wine bottle and went to sit on the stone pier next to him.

After a while, Lao Liao also followed.

"Just now Feng Qing, the city lord of Shanshui City, came to tell me that this time the fish leaps over the dragon gate, it is no longer decided by the imperial court."

"What?"

"In the past, the dragon species that jumped over the Dragon Gate were directly taken away by the imperial court. Starting this time, the imperial court will not ask for them anymore. Those dragon species will be fought over by the forces of our five major counties in Duzhou."

Xu Changsheng had a glimmer of understanding.

"But this time the news just came out. Only the forces from Taoyuan County and Northern Huangliang County have arrived. The other three counties cannot come this time and can only wait ten years later."

"Then how do they fight for it?"

"Tomorrow after the Dragon Gate is over, there will be a 'Dragon Gate Conference' for the monks from the Baiwu Gate and Taoyuan Cave to compete."

"When is the Leap to the Dragon Gate?"

"At sunrise."

…

It was still light, and there were already monks flying from all directions, heading towards the west of the city.

The place where the fish leaped over the dragon gate was the stone bridge across the Denglin River outside the west gate.

When Xu Changsheng and the others rushed over, they discovered that several layers of people had already densely gathered on both sides of the Deng Linjiang River.

However, the positioning is obviously based on cultivation level.

Those who had reached the Nascent Realm were standing in the air holding auspicious clouds. Xu Changsheng also saw Senior Brother Huang from the White Mist Sect and the woman in white that night were standing behind a purple-robed man with white hair and a childish face.

The three young Taoist priests from Taoyuan Cave also stood behind a middle-aged Taoist who carried a Taomu sword on his back, facing away from the Baiwumen.

I also saw the city lord Feng Qing sitting cross-legged on the stone bridge.

Standing by the river are monks at the peak of their metamorphosis. The further away they go, the lower their level of cultivation becomes.

Seeing this, Lao Liao raised his eyebrows at Xu Changsheng, feeling very regretful, and sighed: "Boy Xu, there is nothing I can do about it now. You should just stand on the outside honestly."

"As for me, old man, I can only reluctantly go to the riverside to have a look." His tone was brisk, but there was no hint of embarrassment at all.

After saying that his cultivation at the peak of transformation was released, the crowd avoided him one after another, and Lao Liao walked straight forward with an indescribable arrogance.

Xu Changsheng smiled, wondering what his expression would be like when Lao Liao saw him next to him.

As soon as the crowd closed up, they felt a strong momentum coming from behind, and they all turned around. When did there become so many second-level monks?

Xu Changsheng didn't care about other people's opinions and squeezed in the direction that Old Liao had just walked.

Lao Liao suddenly felt someone patting him from behind. His spiritual consciousness swept away and he was suddenly shocked. What a boy! He was hiding so deeply!

Xu Changsheng coughed pretendingly, "Come on, you old man, why don't you give way quickly?"

Old Liao stood next to Chao. As for the monk on the other side who was at the peak of transformation, he was slightly surprised when he saw Xu Changsheng. When did such a young Jinjin realm martial artist come? With this talent, I am afraid he can enter.

Then the Ancestral Hall of the fifth-level forces!

"Boy Xu, you can't tell, it's hidden so deep!" Lao Liao said in a low voice.

Xu Changsheng also raised his eyebrows, feeling very regretful, and sighed: "There's nothing I can do about it.

I don’t want to, but my cultivation just keeps rising like this.”

The monk next to him had a dark face. The young man's words were as powerful as the sword fairy's flying sword, and it was really hurtful.

Old Liao was too lazy to care, but Xu Changsheng came over again, "Old Liao, do you feel that your life has been in vain these past few decades?"

Lao Liao breathed heavily. If it weren't for his uncertainty, he would have wanted to push this kid down and take a few sips of the water from the Deng Linjiang River to let him know what it means to respect the elderly and love the young!

At this moment, the Great Sun and the Golden Crow slowly rose from the distance, shining on the Deng Lin River.

Feng Qing, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes and a flash of light flashed through his eyes.

"Quiet!"

The noisy monks fell silent for a moment.

Feng Qing took the fingerprint and pressed it down.

A golden light curtain spread out from under him, covering the entire stone bridge in an instant. Then the river surged, and a golden arch bridge rose up, becoming one with the stone bridge. The entire stone bridge instantly shone brightly,

It's like pouring gold.

A faint golden light also appeared on the lamp facing the river. The light became smaller and smaller as it gathered. Then thousands of beams of light rose up from the entire lamp facing the river. They converged on the clouds above the stone bridge and turned into a golden dragon shadow. Under the bright sun,

Bright and bright.

The dragon shadow shuttled through the clouds for a while and then descended straight down, filling the arch bridge.

As the dragon shadow was injected into the arch bridge, the light became even brighter, making people afraid to look directly at it. Xu Changsheng squinted his eyes slightly, and the fascinating light disappeared, and the bridge gradually emerged with a pattern of two dragons playing with pearls.

An inexplicable rhythm emerged.

The river surface was already teeming with aquatic life, including red koi carps that were several feet long; river turtles carrying tortoise shells as big as huts; and water snakes with thick waists; Xu Changsheng even saw a loach as thick as a bowl among them.

Feng Qing stood up facing the rising sun and said solemnly: "Fish leaps over the dragon gate, open!"

…

At this time, the Yu family in Shanshui County.

Yu Zhuozhong, the second eldest son of the Yu family, was standing behind a Taoist holding a fly whisk, riding a white cloud and falling into the Yu family.

After landing, the Taoist waved the fly whisk, placed it on his right hand, took another step, and disappeared.
To be continued...