Chapter 230 Young Man

Wang Xuan changed himself into the clothes of a nobleman and walked into a restaurant. It was very lively here, with all kinds of people there.

"The waiter."

As soon as he entered the door, the busy waiter was called over. The waiter knew all the sons of rich families and businessmen who had come here, but he had never seen Wang Xuan.

"Sir, may I ask your name? What do you want me to do?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Wang Xuan's unusually deep eyes, which seemed to have sucked his soul in. The past memories in his mind came back like river water entering the sea.

Each past event came to mind like a review before death, and even many forgotten little things came to mind. In just a few breaths, more than 20 years of life had gone through a circle.

But the next moment he felt his mind was fuzzy again and he forgot many things, especially the experience just now.

Time seems to have gone back to the past.

"Sir, may I ask your name? What do you want me to do?"

Wang Xuan smiled. He had learned a lot of information about the Great Jin Dynasty from the waiter. He even knew more about it than the local. After all, his vision was not false.

"A jar of old yellow wine, a plate of beef, and a few signature dishes." Many people in the capital of the Great Jin Dynasty spoke Mandarin, and Wang Xuan had already mastered it.

Throwing aside a few pieces of silver, the purchasing power of gold and silver in that era was unimaginable, and many families could not earn more than ten taels of silver a year.

Restaurants are the place where news spreads the fastest and is most concentrated. People sit down to drink and eat, and talk about anything. It is impossible not to have something to talk about.

Kyoto is a place where immortals fly in the air, so it is naturally very lively and bustling with all kinds of people.

“Don’t talk about ghosts and gods. Who knows whether they exist or not?” A man who looked like a scholar shook his head. He was also a man with some knowledge.

Books were precious in ancient times, and knowledge was an even rarer commodity, mostly monopolized by aristocratic families. It was not easy to become a "scholar". One had to have money and connections, so scholars were superior to others.

A tall and strong butcher retorted: "Although there are few stories about gods and immortals in recent years, they do exist. I would rather believe in them than not. People should have a fearful heart."

Being a butcher is not something that just anyone can do. If one eats well and drinks well, he or she will naturally be in good health. Most butchers have a black background, otherwise the butcher shop would not be able to continue operating.

“What Zheng Tu said is right. My mother has set up an altar at home to worship the immortal, hoping that the immortal will show some favor to us.

There are many people like my mother in Kyoto. They all truly believe that the immortal is real because so many people have seen him with their own eyes. "

The coffin shop owner said, his business is not so lucky, how can he not respect ghosts and gods? His mother offered sacrifices to the gods to accumulate merit for him.

"The food and wine are here!"

The waiter placed five or six dishes on the table in a continuous stream, along with a jar of old wine. Wang Xuan's meal could be described as luxurious; even if his family had a fortune, this was just his daily consumption.

Listening to the loud conversations of people in the restaurant, Wang Xuan smiled but said nothing. With his cultivation level, he was invincible on this planet.

It can be said that in such a place one can do whatever he wants, whether it is to become an emperor who rules the world, has three thousand beauties in his harem, and overlooks the four seas.

In such an unconstrained place, there are no laws or rules that can restrain his behavior. In such a state, anyone's desires will skyrocket.

Wang Xuan's mentality also expanded infinitely. He did anything unscrupulously, and no one could stop him, let alone punish him.

However, he suddenly calmed down and adhered to his own code of conduct. His heart would not change because of changes in the outside world. Without restraint, his nature would be easily exposed.

Wang Xuan tasted the delicacies from another world and felt quite good. He did not comment on the words spoken by the people around him because he was an immortal in the eyes of those people!

On the busy street, Wang Xuan scanned the pedestrians. He could roughly tell the foundation of each person, and the purity of their spirit, energy, and blood, which was a good way to identify them.

A young man of about thirteen or fourteen was dressed in rich clothes, with three or four guards following him, and a maid dressed as a man. He was of an unusual status.

“This physique is not bad.” Wang Xuan suddenly raised his eyebrows. If this young man was on his home planet, he should be able to cultivate to the level of a human immortal.

On this planet, if you have the skills and persevere throughout your life, you will have the hope of becoming innate. Although it may not be that good on the mother planet, it is extremely valuable on a planet with life like this.

Compared with these ordinary people in the inn, his talent is thousands of times greater, and he is almost rare on this planet.

Wang Xuan crossed his legs and swung his boots, which flew out of the window and landed on his head with a bang, making him covered in dirt.

Wang Xuan, who was sitting by the window, put down his chopsticks, raised his hand and said loudly: "Young man, my legs are not convenient, can you help me pick up my boots?"

The young man glanced at Wang Xuan, and the guards around him did not show their power immediately. Instead, they patrolled the surroundings to avoid any accidents and waited for the young man's orders.

The disciples of wealthy families are not all playboys.

"Why should I pick up your boots? What's more, your boots fell on my head and you didn't even apologize. Is this what a polite person does?" The young man snorted.

He signaled to the guards to pick up Wang Xuan's boots. Although he was angry, he did not lose his temper.

But just as the guard was halfway there, another boot fell down and landed in front of the young man with a thud.

Wang Xuan ate and drank calmly, and said calmly: "Young man, you have a good temper, but how about you pick up my dropped boots yourself? That would be considered sincere, right?"

As he spoke, he observed the changes in the young man's mind. A person's character is well revealed when he is angry.

"I won't pick it up." The young man looked proud, took out a gold ingot from his arms, and threw it from the window onto Wang Xuan's desk.

"How about you help me pick up the gold ingot? As long as you are sincere, I will give you this piece of gold!"

Wang Xuan smiled, stretched out his hand and grabbed the gold ingot, which fell into his hand. He slapped it and it turned into a gold cake, which he threw back into the young man's arms.

The young man was shocked. His eyes changed as he touched the gold cake and looked at Wang Xuan. The guards around him were all facing a great enemy. The power of Wang Xuan's palm was too terrifying.

A top master! Only a top master in the martial arts world can do such a thing, right?

Wang Xuan stood up with a smile, and his figure suddenly landed on the street. His feet were bare but half a foot off the ground, floating without touching the ground, which was very magical.

Such inhuman behavior directly shocked the young man.

He knew that the person he met was definitely not a mortal, he might even be a god! Maybe he was the legendary immortal!

Wang Xuan put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Boy, hold my boots and come to Leiyuan Mountain fifty miles east to find me in an hour.

Remember, you can only walk alone."

After saying this, he floated away, revealing his immortal figure riding the wind.

(End of this chapter)