The Immortal Cultivator Returns to the City

Seeing this, Ye Xuan knew that the drunk old man over there was not a simple person.

He won't be hit by those security guards, and nothing will happen.

After a few more glances, Ye Xuan turned his head and was about to leave.

"Hey, brother, you're here!" A voice suddenly came from behind, and it was slightly familiar.

Ye Xuan froze for a moment, then turned around.

I saw that the crowd behind me parted a road at some point, and looking up, the end of the road leading to people was the drunk old man.

"Call me?" Ye Xuan was very curious.

"Of course, brother, I've been waiting for you here for a long time." The drunk old man stood up straight away and approached with a smile.

At the same time, one of his hands was about to hug Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan just frowned, and didn't mind.

"I said, brother, you are a little mean. You didn't call me when you came, and I was beaten by those people." The drunken old man said with a grin.

"Old man, you must have admitted the wrong person." Ye Xuan said with a smile.

"No, how could I recognize the wrong person? How long have we been together? You forgot that we played with piss when we were young." The drunk old man suddenly said this.

Ye Xuan was dumbfounded immediately, what is He Urine?

How old is the drunken old man in front of him? Roughly a lot, he is in his fifties. He will tell himself and make urine, really.

But it is often this kind of excuse that is full of loopholes, the easier it is for others to believe it.

The eyes of those people swept over Ye Xuan, making Ye Xuan a little unsteady.

"Old man, there are some things you can't talk nonsense." Ye Xuan said helplessly.

"Brother, you are always so polite. You are right. When you were young, your head was kicked by a donkey. You have forgotten these things, but my brother has not forgotten." The drunk old man said, and he unscrewed his own gourd The jug took a sip.

A lot of black lines appeared on Ye Xuan's forehead immediately, and hundreds of crows flew over his head instantly.

"Okay, you are his brother, so it's up to you. Tell me, how do you plan to compensate the person who beat us?" The security guard over there shouted in a deep voice.

"I don't know him, whoever did it, you can go to him, I'm just a spectator." Ye Xuan broke free from the drunken old man's arms as soon as his true energy moved.

The drunk old man was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Ye Xuan thoughtfully.

"Okay, since you don't care, don't regret what happened." The security guard said hello to the distance.

Immediately, a lot of people ran over from there, everyone was in uniform, and they were all security guards.

But these people are not holding electric batons, but firearms.

The movements are unified and neat.

A submachine gun was pointed at the drunk old man here, as if he was going to be beaten into a sieve.

Just as the two sides were confronting each other, a solemn voice came in.

"stop."

Everyone turned their heads and saw a man in casual clothes walking over.

With a Chinese character face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, he walks vigorously.

In addition, there was an inexplicable aura on him, which made the people around him take the initiative to give way.

"Patriarch." The security captain hastily greeted him.

"What is this for? You guys treat this distinguished guest like this?" the middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

The security captain was stunned immediately, he pointed at the drunk old man over there, he couldn't believe it.

"Presumptuous." The middle-aged man said coldly.

The security captain immediately shuddered, and cold sweat began to slide from the top of his head, falling on his eyelashes.

"Patriarch, Patriarch, me." The captain of the security guard was a little awkward to speak.

"Invite distinguished guests to enter soon." The middle-aged man scolded again.

The security captain hurried over, saluted the drunk old man respectfully, and then began to apologize.

This turning point made the surrounding people dumbfounded.

Who would have imagined how a beggar-like figure would be treated with such respect.

And the middle-aged man over there was also recognized, it was none other than Zhang Tianshi, the head of Dragon and Tiger.

Of course Ye Xuan also recognized it, after all, the Tianji newspaper produced in the Tianji Pavilion includes all the people and things.

Zhang Tianshi is naturally among them, just like Tianji Pavilion, the title of Zhang Tianshi, like Tianjizi, is inherited.

And the Dragon and Tiger Mountain in this world is not a Taoist or something, but a thorough sect.

No one in the world should underestimate the Hunyuan Divine Art inherited from the sect.

And the origin of Zhang Tianshi's name has to be talked about in ancient times, those emperors and generals.

Mount Tai's enshrining of Zen is a sacred and solemn thing.

Because Longhu Mountain was adjacent to Mount Tai, it was also well-known at that time, so many emperors chose to let people from Longhu Mountain come here as masters of ceremonies.

The word "master of ceremonies" may be considered a bit lowly nowadays, but in ancient times, this position was very high.

Not to mention anything else, just talking about those rules, even the emperor respects them.

Because of the enshrining of Zen by the emperors of all dynasties, the first seat of Longhu Mountain is also called Zhang Tianshi.

Zhang was the first surname of the master of ceremonies.

As for the Celestial Master, this is what other people named it.

Think about it, the emperor has to obey, isn't it a master?

So, this Heavenly Master Zhang just came.

Seeing Master Zhang appearing, Ye Xuan turned his head and left.

And the drunk old man over there saw Zhang Tianshi recognized him, he was not polite, smiled, then walked over shaking his head.

"Senior Magician, I didn't know that you came here all the time, so it's a long way to welcome you." Zhang Tianshi, the head of Dragon and Tiger, hurriedly apologized.

"There's no need to do this, I'm just a bad old man." Shen Suanzi waved his hand, not caring at all.

"Senior, please come with me." Zhang Tianshi said lightly.

"Wait a minute, I still have a brother." The fortune teller smiled and turned around.

After searching among the crowd for a long time, there was no trace of Ye Xuan.

Seeing this, the divine operator sighed.

"Senior, who are you looking for? Do you need my help?" Zhang Tianshi asked curiously.

"No, my brother is avoiding me, but I believe that I will see him again soon." The fortune teller said confidently.

Although Zhang Tianshi was a little puzzled, he didn't ask in the end.

Greeting the fortune teller, this farce disappeared immediately.

After all, the protagonist is gone, and he is still such a big protagonist.

Seeing that the head of the family had left, the security captain breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, he realized that all his clothes were soaked, as if he had just been fished out of a basin.