Simulation becomes reality, have I ever looked down upon the eternity?

Chapter 185: Revealing the True Face, the True and False King of Yan (Two in One)

[“I am the King of Yan!”]

[A shrill voice sounded in the studio.]

【“Shopkeeper, bring us the best wine!”】

[Before the woman finished her words, a golden bean had already landed steadily in the old man's rough palm.]

[The old man squinted his eyes and gently pinched the gold with his fingernails. The softness of the gold proved its authenticity. He was immediately delighted and hurriedly put the unexpected fortune into his arms.]

【This is a big fish!】

[The old man shouted, "Xiu'er, serve the wine to the gentlemen quickly!"]

[The leading woman, under her bamboo hat, corrected impatiently:]

[“Why call me Master? Call me King Yan. Remember that!”]

【“Okay, King Yan, please come in!”】

[She led the other eight people in, filed in, and directly occupied the remaining tables in the store, with an imposing manner.]

[At the next table, a young man dressed in brocade and gorgeous clothes looked at the nine newcomers with a playful and slightly sarcastic smile on his face.]

[The woman in green still looked aloof and indifferent to everything around her.]

[As for the middle-aged man and the charming woman at the other table, their faces were calm and their expressions remained unchanged.]

[Lu Yu couldn't help but look amused after hearing this, and the seven disciples were all stunned.]

[Today, I just stepped out of the mountain gate and unexpectedly met the "fake master uncle". Among the people following him, there was a young man and the other seven people were wearing Taoist robes, and they were just short of having the words "Zhongnan Mountain" pasted on their foreheads.]

[The leader called himself "King of Yan", which was clearly a blatant impersonation of the nine of them.]

[Who dares to pretend to be a senior in this holy place at the foot of Mount Zhongnan? ]

[Do you really think that the fame of the Seven Masters of Zhongnan is supported by the influence of their master and uncle? But the seven of them made their name in the martial arts world step by step, through the flashes of swords and sabers.]

[Two of the seven people have stood up, burning with anger.]

【Yang Su was especially angry. He stood up suddenly, his heart raging with rage: I can tolerate him pretending to be us, but how dare you do that in front of my uncle?】

[“How dare you be so presumptuous!”]

[When the four words almost came out of his mouth, he swallowed them back.]

[Because at this moment, a thin voice like a gossamer quietly reached their ears. ]

[“Wait and see”]

[The seven people quickly adjusted their sitting postures, sitting upright, their eyes inadvertently passing by the figure of the master opposite them. Although it was difficult to see his true appearance under the bamboo hat, their hearts were already surging like the tide, unable to hide their excitement.]

[Master, you have indeed entered the realm of Grandmaster!]

[The master sometimes transmits sound to them. The spiritual energy transmits sound to their ears, which is the realm of the Grand Master. ]

[The reaction of the Seven Masters of Zhongnan actually caught the attention of the leading woman who had just entered the room.]

【"oh!"】

[The woman saw that there were also nine people traveling together, seven of them dressed as Taoist priests from Mount Zhongnan, one young Taoist priest in white, and one wearing a bamboo hat.]

[I dress exactly like them, it's a coincidence!]

[The woman nodded and shouted to the old man: "All the expenses of these heroes will be charged to the account of this King of Yan."]

[The seven people from Zhongnan Mountain were stunned again. What was going on?]

[Look at this group of nine people. Their cultivation is not high. The leading woman is only at the level of a top-notch martial arts expert. There is only one old man at the Grandmaster level hiding among them.]

[The woman called "Xiu'er" came out from behind the curtain at the back of the shed and poured wine on the table one by one.]

[She had a black braid that reached down to her waist, swinging back and forth. Her back was very graceful, with ups and downs. Even with a thick coat, it was hard to hide her figure.]

[However, when Xiu'er turned around, her face was disappointing.]

[Half of the cheek was covered with red spots, and the other half seemed to have suffered severe burns, which greatly reduced one's appetite.]

[And the woman wearing the bamboo hat looked back and forth at the group of Zhongnan Seven Scholars. The more she looked, the more surprised she became, as if she had discovered some incredible secret.]

[Like, so similar!]

[The woman carefully looked at the Seven Masters of Zhongnan and couldn't help muttering to herself.]

[The eldest of the Seven Sons, "Duan Sheng", is a 30-year-old swordsman of medium build. He likes to carry a peach wood sword on his back and hold a light steel sword in his hand. He has two mustaches and likes to look at people with squinted eyes. He is ranked 297 on the Jingzhe list.]

[The second of the seven, "Luo Chenguan", is eight feet tall, sturdy, with a face like a full moon, thick earlobes, kind eyes, and is good at double fists. He is ranked above Duan Sheng on the Jingzhe list, ranking 275th.]

[There are a few more people behind, including the sixth man holding an abacus. The fifth man, Yang Su, is wearing a loose Taoist robe and looks like a bandit.]

[The more she looked at them, the more she felt that she didn't know where these seven people came from. They looked too similar.]

[Turning his sight to the other side, a young man in a white Taoist robe came into view, with an immortal-like appearance.]

【However!】

[Lu Yu is already over fifty years old. Even if he prefers white clothes, it is difficult for him to maintain such a youthful appearance. ]

[The woman under the bamboo hat shook her head slightly. This is not okay!]

[There is another person, who is okay, but he doesn't have much aura, like an ordinary person. ]

[Looking back at the people she had found, she sighed. Apart from the number of people, they were not similar in any other way.]

[Just as she was deep in thought, the old man beside her interrupted her thoughts with a whisper:]

[“Miss, the couple at the table should be the newly rising golden boy and jade girl of the Sword Sect. They are very popular now and should not be underestimated.”]

[Hearing this, the woman involuntarily turned her gaze to another table, where she saw a woman in green clothes leaning against a table with a sword, her temperament extraordinary and otherworldly. Next to her was a handsome man in brocade clothes, with a playful look in his eyes, observing the two new groups of guests in the tavern with great interest.]

【She waved her hand without caring. 】

[“They take their Yangguan Road, and we take ours. We have nothing to do with each other!”]

[“Miss, these nine people seem to be ordinary wuxia people.”]

[“Don’t cause trouble!”]

【“Okay, young lady.” The old man fell silent. 】

[The Seven Masters of Zhongnan all practiced the Xiantian Gong and Dahuangting Gong, and mastered the exquisite method of concealing the true energy. Not long ago, the sixth master was promoted to a master. The seven of them are all masters of the master level, which makes their cultivation far surpass that of masters of the same level. ]

[Even in the eyes of the Grandmaster, they might just be considered marginal figures in the martial arts world, only able to perform some minor “farming tricks”.]

【I don't like it!】

[Only those who have reached the Grand Master level can get a glimpse of their realm. ]

[Soon, the sky became increasingly gloomy!]

[The strong wind shook the wine stalls, and the rain poured into the stalls.]

[Thunder roared, the sky seemed to have split open, heavy rain poured down, and everything was hazy.]

[The roof of the tavern was shaking under the raging wind. Xiu'er held up a grass rake that was taller than a person and stood on both sides, trying her best to resist the pouring rain.]

[As the rain poured down, puddles quickly formed on the ground outside the shed, and the midday sky turned into dusk.]

[White thunder flashes outside]

[Inside the shed, several oil lamps were blown up skillfully by the old man, and the dim light added a bit of warmth and warmth to this slightly crowded space.]

[The firelight reflected on everyone's face, with different expressions.]

[The figure of the old man shuttled out from the back kitchen, holding steaming hot dishes in his hands, fish, drunken duck pot, turtle, beef slices, each dish exuded an enticing aroma, color, fragrance and taste, making people salivate. ]

[Located on the bank of Yuetang River, the aquatic products here are extremely abundant, and rice is more expensive than fish. ] [And with the prosperity of commerce, famous dishes from all over the country have also come in. ]

[Soon, the table was filled with four dishes and a soup, the aroma was overflowing, making people's appetites grow. ]

[The old man stood aside with a smile, rubbing his hands, waiting for the reward.]

[In Zhongnan Mountain, this custom has long been deeply rooted in people's hearts. Every year, the influx of pilgrims will drive the prosperity of wine shops and tea houses at the foot of the mountain, and the wealthy guests from the north are even more generous, often spending huge sums of money. ]

[You slowly took off your bamboo hat, revealing your true appearance.]

[This action made one of the four people wearing hoods at the other table stunned for a moment.]

[The woman in the bamboo hat among the nine people couldn't help but look over.]

【Just see!】

[A middle-aged man with slightly gray hair on his temples who looked a bit old. His features were blurred under the light and he didn't seem to be anything special.]

【The only thing that impressed me was a pair of bright eyes. 】

[As if noticing the woman's gaze, he smiled at her.]

[The woman slowly withdrew her gaze, feeling that this person seemed familiar.]

【Afterwards!】

[The woman also decisively took off her bamboo hat and placed it on the stool, revealing her true face.]

[The woman was about 28 years old, with her hair neatly combed into a ponytail, revealing a smooth forehead, long eyebrows, delicate facial features, and a heroic look.]

[“Shopkeeper, I gave the reward to these heroes!”]

【Say it!】

[Another golden bean was thrown to the old man. Although it was not very bright, the old man smiled and caught it with both hands. ]

【Open your palm carefully!】

[The old man's smile bloomed like a chrysanthemum. After he bowed and thanked you profusely, he couldn't help but look at you once more.]

[You thanked this heroic woman!]

[There is an oil lamp on each table, the dim light illuminates the tabletop, on which is steaming food.]

[After Xiu'er finished cooking, she stood quietly by the wall in the shed, her eyes empty and lifeless.]

[The old man stood aside, his hands folded in his sleeves, quietly observing the guests in the tent, with an inexplicable smile on his face.]

[The woman with a ponytail tasted a few bites of the food and praised it as good.]

[It is rare to find such delicious food in such a remote place. ]

[The woman sensed the unusualness of this group of nine people, and she wanted to make friends with them, so she slowly stood up, holding a pot of hot wine in her hand, and walked towards your table.]

【At this time!】

[The middle-aged man and the charming woman at another table have stood up, put the money on the table, paid the bill and prepared to leave.]

【Strange thing!】

[It is still pouring rain outside, and the road is muddy and not suitable for walking!]

[You and Lu Yu clearly felt the sound of hurried horse hooves coming again.]

[There was still puddles of rainwater on the horse's hooves, splashing on the ground with a "pa pa" sound, mixed with the sound of people shouting, horses neighing, rain, and thunder!]

[The old man stood by the wall and raised his eyebrows slightly.]

【At this moment!】

【"Bang!"】

[A loud bang suddenly sounded, and the grass rake in the tavern was suddenly blown away. The heavy rain outside instantly poured down the grass on the eaves of the shed, soaking the shed.]

[Thunder exploded outside, and the white light of lightning illuminated the surrounding area.]

[Everyone in the studio saw a frightening scene!]

[At some point, more than 20 swordsmen wearing straw raincoats had gathered outside the wine shop.]

[They held long swords in their hands, the blades gleaming coldly under the rain, their eyes revealed a sinister and murderous look, and it was obvious that they came with ill intentions.]

[The leader was dressed in black, his face was as cold as ice. He stood quietly in the rain, letting the heavy rain wash over his body, but he seemed not to feel the cold at all.]

[His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, sweeping across everyone in the shed, and finally stopping at the middle-aged man and the charming woman who stood up and prepared to leave.]

[The heavy rain continued to pour down, and the thunder rumbled continuously.]

【The people in the studio were faced with this sudden change. 】

[The usually calm middle-aged man and the charming woman's expressions suddenly changed.]

[The four men in hoods have stood up and are looking at the swordsmen around them in panic.]

[The woman in green at another table stood up and silently grasped the hilt of the sword beside the table.]

[The man in brocade clothes also put away his smile. ]

[The old man hurriedly pulled his granddaughter Xiu'er back into the house, looking outside through the crack in the door.]

[The women with ponytails also returned to the old man's side, stood up, and prepared for battle.]

[Only the Seven Masters of Zhongnan and your table remained motionless, still picking up food and eating.]

[Lu Yu's voice transmission is already in my ears. Among these twenty-four swordsmen, eight or nine are at the Grandmaster level, and the leader is already at the Grandmaster level.]

[I didn't expect that four great masters would appear in a tavern. ]

[The man in brocade clothes has recognized these swordsmen and their leader. His face turned pale and he could not help but say:]

[“Senluo Palace, Ouyang Huangquan!”]

[This name exploded along with the thunder in the sky.]

[Ouyang Huangquan is ranked eleventh on the Jingzhe list, the third-ranked leader of the assassin organization Senluo Hall in the martial arts world, and the true overlord of the martial arts world.]

[The top ten are not ranked, but the eleventh one seems a bit weak. ]

[But this is the first person in the whole world, except for ten people, at the level of Grandmaster.]

【Who in the world dares to look down on this man?】

[As the young man in brocade clothes spoke, the people present became even more panicked, even the woman with a ponytail looked unhappy.]

【The great master of the martial arts world, looking down upon all the martial artists in the world. 】

[The stern-looking man in black slowly walked into the shed. His internal strength was energized, and the rain could not even wet the corners of his clothes.]

[His eyes did not fall directly on the middle-aged man and the charming woman, even though they came for this purpose.]

[On the contrary, his gaze wandered between the nine of you and the nine women with ponytails, with a scrutinizing look in his eyes.]

[“I never thought that the news about Baoyue Tower would leak out.” His voice was low and hoarse, revealing a kind of imposing aura without anger.]

[“Now, everyone in the world knows that the Grand Master wants to kill Lu Chen in Yuetang River.”]

[“As a result, countless real and fake Yan kings emerged in the Yuetang River area to protect him!”]

【Speaking of this, Ouyang Huangquan curled up his lips into a cold smile. 】

[“Lu Chen is truly popular among the people!”]

(End of this chapter)