Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 142: Wine and Meat

The shadows of trees were mottled in the dense forest, and a breeze drifted slowly, bringing a hint of the aroma of wine and meat around everyone.

For a moment, the mysterious old Taoist sat cross-legged and recited poems calmly, while Chen Mu and others looked at each other, not knowing how to break the deadlock.

For an old Taoist priest to have come this far in the deep mountains, he must be no ordinary person. Moreover, none of Chen Mu and the others knew him, and they couldn't even tell his cultivation level. This made the origins of this old Taoist priest even more confusing...

After a moment, Chen Mu noticed the old Taoist's occasional glances. After seeing that his target was the wine bag in Niu Dali's hand, he slowly and tentatively spoke.

"Senior, you are thirsty. Here are some drinks. Do you need any?"

As he spoke, he took the wine bag, poured out some spiritual wine and showed it to the old Taoist priest.

Upon seeing this, Niu Dali and the others' expressions gradually grew solemn, and their magical powers began to manifest. It seemed that if they discovered something was wrong, they would attack without hesitation and would never give up and wait for death!

The old Taoist's eyes lit up with joy, and he slowly stood up and said softly, "Since this young layman has shown such kindness in hospitality, I would be remiss not to accept it!"

As he spoke, he actually walked over slowly.

Chen Mu quickly took out a wine cup, filled it up and handed it to the old Taoist.

Unexpectedly, the old Taoist shook his head slightly, reached out to take the entire wine bag, put it to his mouth and drank it directly.

Chen Mu's eyes twitched, and he didn't know what to say. He just felt that this old Taoist was really rude and thought the lamp he gave was not enough.

"Hey!" Niu Dali shouted subconsciously, as if he didn't want others to be so casual with his wine bag. But before he could finish his words, She Yingtan beside him quickly stopped him.

"You don't know how deep this person is, you're asking for death!"

Seeing her lips moving in silent warning, Niu Dali suddenly turned his head away and stopped looking at the old Taoist. Then he went to the fire, grabbed a wild boar leg and started chewing it.

Seeing this scene, Chen Mu secretly observed the old Taoist's reaction, wanting to see what his attitude was.

The old Taoist seemed to be deaf to the noise and continued to drink with big gulps of wine, looking extremely carefree and unrestrained. Even his long but neat white beard was wet, but he still didn't care.

After a while, the old Taoist seemed to have had enough and finally put down the wine bag. He then looked around and pretended to have just discovered the barbecued wild boar. He said in a deep voice: "Young layman, since you have treated me to some wine, how about treating me to some roasted meat?"

"Hey, old Taoist priest, are you pushing your luck? It's good enough that I gave you some drinks, but why are you still going on and on?"

Without waiting for Chen Mu to answer, Niu Dali, who had been feeling a little indignant, spoke out suddenly, holding his head high and chest out, as if he was not afraid of the old Taoist at all.

But he did not feel afraid, but frightened Gongye Ji and others, who quickly winked at Niu Dali.

Chen Mu didn't do that. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and observed, waiting to see how the old Taoist would react.

If the Taoist priest has a bad temper, then don't provoke him and serve him wholeheartedly.

But if I had a better temper, there would be many ways to turn things around, and I might even gain some benefits...

The old Taoist was stunned when he heard this, but he wasn't angry. Instead, he nodded slowly, thinking about it, as if he quite agreed with Niu Dali's statement. After a moment, he raised his eyebrows and asked softly, "Then, according to my opinion, how can I share some of the roasted meat with you?"

It's not necessarily that I have to eat barbecue. It's just that I happened to have it today and it reminded me of my youth. Just like Chen Mu and the others, a few good friends would get together and cook anything. It was a different kind of experience...

"Oh..." Niu Dali pursed his lips slightly. Although he had guessed it a long time ago, he still didn't expect the Taoist to be so kind. So he quickly looked at Chen Mu, then his eyes lit up and he spoke loudly.

"Since Senior is so polite, then this little bit of low-level monster meat is nothing... However, if Senior understands our hard work and offers us some benefits, that's not impossible..."

After he said this, he himself did not feel embarrassed. Instead, the three female cultivators, She Yingtan, Han Jing and Ningxia, felt a little embarrassed and quickly lowered their brows.

"Hahaha... young friend, you are so free and easy. I can't help but show my appreciation, but I am really short of money and don't have many valuables." The old Taoist laughed a few times, then stroked his beard and thought about it. After a moment, he shook his head and smiled, stretched out his right hand and grabbed Chen Mu and others in the air.

In an instant, Chen Mu and the others felt as if something was gushing out of their bodies uncontrollably.

The change happened suddenly, and they had no time to argue. They hurriedly used their magic power to try to stop it, but found that it was completely useless.

The next moment, a few wisps of extremely faint black mist suddenly flew out from their bodies, and then were condensed into a ball by the old Taoist, who put it into his sleeves with his backhand.

As soon as the fog appeared, Chen Mu and the others stopped their blocking actions, because they could recognize that the dark fog was not something else, but the strange fog that accompanied the evil beast.

However, they had been here for more than half a month, but still had no idea what this fog was...

When they thought about the strange mist flying out from their own bodies, the expressions of Chen Mu and the others became gradually solemn.

After a moment, Niu Dali couldn't wait to ask, "Senior, what is this black fog?"

The old Taoist priest gently waved his sleeves which were engulfed in mist, smiled slightly and did not answer.

Chen Mu's heart moved upon seeing this, and he said softly, "To be honest, Senior, we are here to prevent the demonic disaster from coming to Zhao State, and this inexplicable fog... previously, several of us speculated that it might be caused by a Jindan demon cultivator. I wonder if that's true?"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked up at the old Taoist, hoping to come to a conclusion.

This strange mist had silently penetrated their bodies. Without a definitive answer, they would be terrified and filled with paranoia...

"I can't say, I can't say..." The old Taoist priest kept smiling, but still shook his head. However, he finally murmured and repeated: "Zhao State?..."

"Hey! What can't be said..." After what he said just now, Niu Dali knew that the old Taoist should be quite kind, so he wanted to speak out to force him, but was suddenly stopped by Chen Mu.

He turned his head to look at Chen Mu in confusion, only to see Chen Mu shaking his head slightly. Then he realized that the old Taoist priest, who originally had a kind smile, had become indifferent, with no sadness or joy, which was not a good sign.

Chen Mu, upon seeing this, bowed and chuckled, saying, "No matter what it is, I must thank you for your help... As for some beast meat, please feel free to help yourself!"

After saying this, he turned around and moved the remaining meat to the old Taoist's side, then made way for him and said nothing more...

(End of this chapter)