Wang Le became more and more worried the more he thought about it. He couldn't help swallowing his mouth and said to himself: "Can this old man Nan be the Taoist man of the Heaven?"

At this time, Wang Le's mind recalled that when Old Man Nan mentioned Guixu Guanzhu, there was no other emotion in his eyes than the calmness and calmness.

For a long time, in Wang Le's impression, no matter who mentioned the four words "Guixu Guanzhu", they would more or less reveal awe and fear from the bottom of their hearts, as well as a deep admiration for this number one person in the martial arts world.

The only exception is the old man Nan who I met at Nanji Restaurant today, and he did not reveal the so-called worship and awe at all.

Looking back now, when Wang Le even talked about the owner of Guixu, he was more like he was evaluating an old friend for many years.

Thinking of all this, Wang Le really didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Because once his guess comes true, it means that the first person in the martial arts world in Bidou Palace, Zhetian, did not transform into Taoism and return to silence, but lived in seclusion in a town near the central area.

"If Old Man Nan is really the legendary Taoist of the Heaven, how did he survive? Could it be that he is the same as Old Immortal, because he is practicing the Immortal Heritage?" Wang Le thought.

As soon as he thought of this, he was immediately ruled out by Wang Le because the Taoist lord of the hidden world was born in the Bidou Palace and had no relationship with the old man's origin, the Wanxiang Sect, who was born in the old man.

But Wang Le would not completely deny this possibility. After all, the time has been too long. Maybe when you encounter immortality in the future, you can ask.

Of course, the premise is that Yun Longjiu showed Xiao Zhixuan to successfully survive this death disaster and extend his life cycle. Otherwise, everything would be useless.

Then Wang Le shook his head, as if he wanted to throw away all the guesses in his mind and calm down.

After all, Old Man Nan did not make things difficult for him. It was just a fate of a meal, and from then on, it was separated by two people from the world.

In Wang Le's opinion, there is no chance to see Old Man Nan again in this life.

As for what he said to Old Man Nan when he left Nanji Restaurant, it was just Wang Le who was perfunctory, of course he was not serious.

Because this martial arts world is destined to be the place where Wang Le stays for a long time.

After a while, he returned to peace and no longer thought much. Wang Le first identified the direction, and then did not fly away from the ground and flew in the air. Instead, he moved his feet straight from the ground toward the central area.

Because we are about to enter the densely populated and most prosperous central area of ​​the martial arts world, we must act in a low-key manner.

What's more, the stolen Wan Beast Flowers is far from over.

Although Duan Beiheng, the world walker of Bidou Palace, took the blame for him, God knows when he will suddenly send it back to Wang Le's head.

In the final analysis, he is guilty of being a thief, and Wang Le is no exception. What's more, he has always been cautious, so of course he returns to Nanhuaguan as low as possible to avoid causing trouble halfway.

Juque City is one of the major cities in the central area of ​​the martial arts world. Compared with the pilgrimage city in the southwest area, it covers a better area and population.

Of course, compared with Bai Yujing, a big city in the central region, it is still slightly inferior.

However, these are not important to Wang Le, because he is just a popular guest in this big city.

On the morning of the morning, when the sun was over three o'clock, Wang Le, who had entered the central area for five days, finally arrived at Juque City safely.

Wang Le rested during the day and then flew all the way while the night was dark.

In this process, in order to avoid possible dangers and strange warriors on the road, Wang Le frequently opened his delusional eyes to see through his own way, avoiding in advance to ensure his safety.

………

"Juxian Tea House."

Wang Le, walking on the street in Juque City, stopped in front of a two-story teahouse, looked up at the plaque above the lintel, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

"It's really a bad name. Can you give me a more elegant and refined name?"

While muttering in his heart, Wang Le took a step up the three steps and crossed the threshold and entered Juxian Teahouse.

Just like Wang Le's name is a terrible street in his eyes, the decorations and structures in the teahouse are very ordinary, and there is no place to shine.

Seven or eight tea tables were neatly placed in the hall. In the corner, there was a middle-aged woman wearing green palace clothes playing the guzheng. Her appearance was the same as this teahouse, and she was very ordinary.

But if you take a look at it, the middle-aged woman has a harmless temperament that makes people feel close to each other.

Although there is a beautiful and soothing sound of the piano and rhythm flowing in the teahouse, unfortunately these tea guests here are not elegant people, and the noise between chatting and laughing is very noisy.

However, Wang Le was very satisfied with this because he entered Juque City to find out the news, especially the rumors about the Daobao Wanbeast Flowers.

This kind of teahouse and wine shop is a place where all kinds of people are mixed, and it is most suitable for exploring rumors and trends on the market.

At this moment, the guy who had just delivered snacks to a guest quickly ran to Wang Le and asked with a warm and respectful look on his face: "Customer, are you staying on the first floor or going to the second floor of Yamao?"

Wang Le replied indifferently: "I won't go up, find me a seat!"

Then the enthusiasm on the guy's face instantly decreased by three points, but he still guided Wang Le to sit down at an empty table with a professional smile on his face.

Following the young guy, he asked Wang Le: "What tea does the guest want to drink? I have the best thousand-dried dew, the green spike in front of the rain, and the monkey guai..."

Before the guy finished speaking, Wang Le, who was sitting on the Taishi chair, was not here to drink tea, so he had no intention of listening to the other party saying so much nonsense, so he waved his hand and interrupted: "Juijian in front of the rain."

After a pause, Wang Le did not forget to add: "By the way, I will give me a serving of your special snacks, food, etc."

Finally, Wang Le waved his hand and said, "Okay, that's all, hurry up and do it for me!"

Seeing Wang Le’s impatient look, the teahouse staff nodded quickly and said, “Customer, please wait a moment, and I will prepare Cuijian and special snacks for you soon.”

After saying that, the teahouse guy turned around and walked quickly to the back of the teahouse.

While waiting, Wang Le was lying leisurely into the Taishi chair under his butt, looking very tired and resting with his eyes closed.

After all, these days, we have been flying all night, running wildly during the day and rarely rest. At the same time, for safety reasons, it is necessary to open the blind eye from time to time to predict whether the route is dangerous or not.

All of this is of course to return to Nanhuaguan as soon as possible, but it inevitably makes Wang Le a little tired.
Chapter completed!