As soon as he left the teahouse, Zhao Linlin suddenly stopped walking, looked up at the slowly falling figure in the sky, and murmured: "Is it really the Heavenly Lord?"

The figure falling from the sky did not stop because of the surprise and heat of the crowd. He strides towards the teahouse, and his resolute face is now filled with unconcealed dust.

Although everyone had never seen the Heavenly Lord, Zhao Linlin couldn't help but frown when she saw this person. She seemed not the Heavenly Lord.

It is rumored that Tianzun stood there in the year, with a slightly delicate appearance rather than a firmness. Although the person in front of him knew that he was definitely not an ordinary person at first glance, Zhao Linlin could not help but feel lost when she thought she was not a Tianzun.

The people who came did not know that everyone regarded him as Wu Liang, glanced at the people who were around outside the teahouse and dared not approach him. The resolute man frowned slightly and said solemnly: "Is this Qingshan Tower?"

Qingshan Tower outside the mountain is not a teahouse, but an intelligence organization scattered all over the martial arts world.

The inheritance time of Qingshan Tower is no shorter than that of the sect. Where there are warriors, there are Qingshan Tower, and when there are warriors, there are Qingshan Tower.

Although there are many ways to detect information, no one can compete with Qingshanlou when it comes to accurate and secret surnames.

This is a super organization with eyes and ears all over China. Even the major sects can be clearly identified. You must know that the major sects are self-enclosed and cannot enter outsiders. However, Qingshanlou can investigate the sect news, which shows that Qingshanlou's power is

Wide, hidden deep.

When everyone heard the person asking questions, although they wanted to reply to a confusing relationship, they became timid when they thought of the other party's identity...

Zhao Linlin first reacted and quickly answered: "This is the Jiangnan branch of Qingshanlou, but Qingshanlou no longer does intelligence business."

"Um?"

The visitor frowned, and awe-inspiring aura filled the air, and everyone present was breathing in a depressing way.

Zhao Linlin also felt difficulty breathing, but fortunately, the person who came quickly controlled his mood swings. Zhao Linlin then breathed a sigh of relief and breathed slightly, "Qingshan Tower has now been changed to a martial arts teahouse, and she has not been concerned about martial arts affairs for many years."

The visitor frowned again, but this time there was no pressure. Just as everyone was concentrating, the old stairs of Qingshan Tower suddenly creaked.

Everyone quickly looked back and saw who dared to make noise at this time, so they wouldn't be afraid that the Heavenly Lord would deal with him?

Looking back, everyone was relieved. Zhao Linlin seemed to know the old man who had just come out, who was about to lose all his teeth. She was afraid that the strong man in front of her would vent his anger, so she quickly interrupted: "This is the shopkeeper of Qingshanlou, he is old..."

Before she could finish her words, the old man with silver hair waved his hand gently to her stop, and chuckled at the visitor: "You are the Three-Sword Venerable?"

The warrior, known as the Three-Sword Venerable, frowned and said coldly: "Didn't Qingshan Tower stop selling information? The news is still so well-informed!"

As for the old man's weak appearance, the Three-Dao Venerable ignored it. There are many strong people with quirks. It is not groundless to have a beggar Supreme, and some people like this tone.

"Haha, my junior is ignorant. I, Qingshanlou, is based in the martial arts world with intelligence. How can I not do business?" The silver-haired old man smiled faintly, with a hint of pride on his face, and said lightly: "What do we eat if we don't do business, but now Qingshanlou only has it now.

Open to warriors above the Grandmaster.”

This sentence can almost be regarded as discrimination against all warriors under the master. However, as the old man talked with the venerable in front of him, no one of the warriors present dared to speak out, and no one dared to show resentment.

What everyone was more concerned about was that the venerable in front of him was not the Heavenly Venerable, but the Three Sword Venerable.

It is a very vulgar title, but if they knew it, it was the vulgar venerable who killed a Sanhua warrior with three swords. I wonder if they would still feel this way.

More importantly, no one present would understand, that is, the reputation of the Three Dao Venerables has just been spread, but the people in the Qingshanlou branch actually knew his name, which shows that Qingshanlou is indeed well-known.

There are quite a few powerful people in the world, and there are not less than hundreds of idle venerables in each sect, and it is impossible for every venerable to have seen Qingshanlou. But in one sentence, the person in front of you is the Three-Sword Venerable, and you can see it.

The old man who was about to die of old age was not as simple as he seemed.

The resolute man didn't care whether his identity was exposed. He just wanted to know what he wanted to know and immediately stepped into the teahouse.

The silver-haired old man also followed with a smile, leaving everyone missing or amazed.

Zhao Linlin stared at the Three-Dao Venerable, bit her lips, and muttered in a low voice: "It's not that the Heavenly Venerable, but also pretends to be cool, I hate it!"

The old silver-haired man who was about to enter the door turned around and squinted his eyes at her, and smiled and said, "Girl Lin, disaster comes from your mouth. The Heavenly Lord in your mouth dare not speak like this even if you come to him."

Ignoring everyone's surprised eyes, the silver-haired old man walked into the teahouse again, walking dimly, but no one dared to take it seriously this time. I don't know what strength this old guy has.

...

In the private room on the uppermost floor of the teahouse, the silver-haired old man slowly poured a cup of tea for the Sandao Venerable and said casually: "Honor, this is the Qingshan tea unique to Qingshanlou, try the taste."

The Three-Dao Venerable curled his lips, raised his neck and swallowed the tea into his stomach, swelled his throat a few times, wiped his sleeves and said in a deep voice: "Okay, I'm here to buy news, not to drink tea."

of!"

However, the old man with silver hair was calm and chuckled, "I will know what the Venerable wants to ask, but I don't have to hurry up. I am a little confused and want to ask the Venerable, don't you know if the Venerable mind?"

"What do you want to ask?"

"Where did the Venerable learn about Qingshan Tower? Why did you travel thousands of miles to come to my Qingshan Tower in Jiangnan?"

"What Nanquan told me, that guy only knows Qingshan Tower in Jiangnan, and didn't say anything else." The Three Dao Venerable didn't care about this and urged: "Okay, ask me a question, and I'll ask you a question too."

,Where is Wu Liang?"

The old man with silver hair smiled bitterly and shook his head helplessly, "Honor, this is not a question of equivalent value. If the news about the Heavenly Lord is sold, no one will think that the hundred beast pills are too high."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, he saw the Three-Dao Venerable throw a storage ring on the table with a snap, frowned and said, "The beast pill is here, tell me!"

The old man shook his head again, pushed the storage ring back, and smiled and said, "This is for outsiders. Since the Lord asked, I will not charge for Qingshan Tower."

"No! My Wu family never owe anyone favors!"

The Three-Dao Venerable, no, it should be said that Wu Sanlong, who had just returned, looked impatient. A strong man who reached their level, even a person from the mountains and fields, would have opened his wisdom.

Besides, Wu Sanlong is not a fool. Such kindness debt is more precious than beast pills. He has no relatives and no reason to take advantage of Qingshanlou.

If it weren't for not being able to find Wu Liang and worried that Wu Liang would not show up easily if he was injured, why would he have to ask others so much? As long as he makes a big fuss in the martial arts world, Wu Liang will naturally appear.

The silver-haired old man sat down gently beside Wu Sanlong. If others saw this subtle move, they would probably immediately guess the old man's strength. Apart from Sanhua, who dared to sit in front of the Sanhua strong man?

In the Jiangnan area, Sanhua is in charge of a mere division. I don’t know if it is an exception or an ordinary person. If this is the case everywhere, the power of Qingshanlou is simply terrifying.

However, neither of them cared about this in the field. The old man should have expected his attitude towards Wu Sanlong. He did not force him when he heard this. He pushed the storage ring back again, squinted his eyes and smiled: "Then I will ask the Lord another question.

If the Venerable is willing to answer, no matter what the Venerable asks, Qingshanlou will tell you the truth."

"explain!"

"Does Venerable, or the Heavenly Lord master a dragon-making pass?"

"snort!"

Wu Sanlong snorted heavily, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he sneered: "What do you think?"

The old man with silver hair didn't care. He picked up the teacup and took a sip, chuckled and said, "It seems that the Venerable cannot believe me, it's okay, I said there wasn't much, so it's useless to know these. Now, if there is any problem with the Venerable, just keep it apart.

Ask, I will definitely not hide what I know."

"Where is Wu Liang!"

Wu Sanlong showed a hint of impatience on his face. Except for Wu Liang's whereabouts, no one else could have anything to do with him. Who is interested in knowing?

"The Heavenly Lord may be in the Tianshen Mountain." The old man's expression gradually became serious and he said solemnly: "It is only possible, you also know the specific whereabouts. With the Heavenly Lord's strength, it is difficult for us to know clearly."

"I've returned to Tianshen Mountain, he's not here!"

Wu Sanlong was a little disappointed with the old man's answer, but he also breathed a sigh of relief while disappointing. Even Qingshanlou didn't know Wu Liang's specific whereabouts, so it would be even more difficult for others to know.

Otherwise, Wu Liang would be in danger if he was discovered by the old monsters of the Shenzong.

"That's not necessarily." The old man knew what he was thinking when he saw Wu Sanlong's expression, and continued to smile and said, "The Heavenly Lord was not a guess at Tianshen Mountain for no reason, but an answer that was obtained after careful consideration by my Qingshan Tower."

"Oh, why?"

Wu Sanlong had a puzzled look on his face. He didn't even know where Wu Liang would go. Why should Qingshanlou speculate? Will they know Wu Liang better than themselves?

"Because the Heavenly Lord thought of love!"

"Um?"

"Hundreds of tribes in Wujia Village disappeared without a trace after the Battle of Heavenly Changes. The Battle of Heavenly Changes was the Heavenly Lord taking the initiative to seek the battle. Does the Venerable think that the Heavenly Lord would give up the life of the Wu family?"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, Wu Sanlong's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was calm. He knew that Wu Liang had a small world. Perhaps the Wu family was not wiped out as the outside world said, but was put into the small world by Wu Liang. Wu Sanlong also wanted to

It is possible to pass this, not possible, but certain.

But what does this have to do with Wu Liang's return to Tianshen Mountain?

The old man quickly resolved Wu Sanlong's doubts, and saw the old man solemnly said: "What I said next has never been circulated, and the credibility of Qingshan Tower is also worthy of guarantee."

"explain!"

"Qingshanlou sent a strong man to Tianshen Mountain to explore. Guess what we found?" Before Wu Sanlong could speak, the old man whispered: "Space fluctuations! Space fluctuations in the small world!"

boom!

Wu Sanlong's aura changed and he said sternly: "This is what you say!"

"Of course!" The old man was not afraid and said seriously: "I think the Heavenly Lord should have a small world, and the Heavenly Lord was seriously injured in the Battle of Heavenly Changes. In desperation, he left the small world in Tianshen Mountain, so he would definitely go back."

"Do you know the small world?"

Wu Sanlong asked coldly again, this small world is not something that warriors should know. He heard Wu Liang mention that this is a product left by the last ** civilization, and the martial arts world should not know at all.

"Haha, venerable, don't underestimate my Qingshan Tower. Speaking of history, Qingshan Tower has been passed down for 1,300 years. Even the fairy warfare did not make Qingshan Tower cut off its inheritance." The old man's face was even more arrogant.

The inheritance of his Qingshan Tower is even longer than the inheritance of martial arts.

Although martial arts have existed since ancient times, it has been prosperous for only a thousand years. From this perspective, Qingshan Tower should be worthy of pride. Even the immortals and Buddhas have been destroyed, but his Qingshan Tower still exists.

Wu Sanlong didn't care how long the Qingshan Tower had been passed down. Since the old man was so sure, it means that the small world was really left in Tianshen Mountain.

Wu Liang said how much harm he had suffered to leave the small world behind? There were the lives of the people of the Wu family, and his wife and family...
To be continued...