The master is so popular that his disciples want to commit crimes against him.

Chapter 190 Shocked

The fat old man had just put down his hand to chase people away. The moment he saw Tang Yixian, his originally impatient eyes immediately curved down, with a "kind" light flashing in his eyes, and he said softly:

"Sir, may I ask what's going on?"

The fat old man was wearing a simple grey robe, with a small bun of black and white hair tied up with a mushroom hairpin on his head. His round face looked naive.

But his small eyes were very bright, and he kept staring at Tang Yixuan. Not only did he look at him, he also walked closer to examine him carefully, saying,

"Tsk tsk tsk, this young man is really good."

Seeing the fat old man getting closer and closer, Sheng Qingye finally couldn't help it.

Xuan Yuran has crushed several talismans in his hand. Why does his master always meet people like this?

"Hey, old man, what are you looking at?" Sheng Qingye stood in front of Tang Yixien, with the chains on his hands circling in front of him.

"Your Taoist partner? You are not allowed to look." The fat old man said immediately.

"That's right." Sheng Qingye raised his eyebrows slightly.

The fat old man moved his spiritual power slightly and spread it around. Then, as if sensing something, he snorted with a disdainful look:

"I can tell by the smell that this young man is not your Taoist partner. You don't want to see it, right? If you don't want to see it, get out." The fat old man turned around and walked back, ordering him to leave.

"etc.."

Tang Yixien shouted at the old man's back.

He also thought the old man's eyes were strange, but he wouldn't die if he looked at him.

He is a grown man, is he afraid of being looked at?

"Come in with me."

The fat old man walked while speaking tremblingly without turning his head.

The mushroom courtyard is built with wood and vines. Facing the main entrance of the courtyard is the lobby of the entire courtyard.

The chairs in the front hall were all made of swings with vines hanging down from the ceiling.

Tang Yixien loved swinging when he was a child, but he felt embarrassed to do it when he grew up.

This vine looked very strong. Tang Yixin tried to sit on it. It swayed a bit and felt pretty good.

Xuan Yuran also liked it very much. With a hint of childishness of a teenager, he swung gently on the swing near the window a few times.

"It's my turn." Sheng Qingye couldn't wait to try the swing.

Tang Yixien also shook slightly twice unconsciously.

When the fat old man saw that they liked it, a smug smile appeared between his brows.

Jin Xiaoxiao leaned against the window, lightly tapping the tip of her nose with the Lingxi fan, watching the senior brother and junior brother fighting over the swing in front of her, with a faint golden afterglow reflected in her eyes.

It was already evening, but fortunately, there was plenty of light here.

Jin Xiaoxiao listened attentively to the conversation between his master and the old man. He wanted to know why his master wanted to see the old man.

The old man sat on the swing, picked up the tea and took a sip. Then his bright eyes darkened slightly and he said:

"My last name is Hua. Sir, you are looking for me. Is there something wrong? I haven't made poison for a long time. I can be found even though I am hiding here. Sir, you are really capable."

Anyone who can find this place naturally knows his identity, and there is nothing to hide.

Tang Yixien's expression became slightly restrained, and the gently swaying swing also came to a standstill.

He was just wondering if he had found the wrong person. Could such a lecherous old man be the head of all poisons?

But on the other hand, if he wasn't like this, he wouldn't have thought of refining the poison in the furnace, right?

"Mr. Hua, there is something I want to ask you..." Tang Yixien hadn't finished speaking.

Hua Lao immediately laughed and said:

"I have been out of touch with worldly affairs for many years. I am old."

When Tang Yixin heard this, it seemed that Mr. Hua didn't even give him the chance to ask.

He picked up the teacup on the table and looked at the mushroom slices soaking in it.

It looks a lot like shiitake mushrooms, but it's not. I've never seen one before.

At this moment, he felt the gaze of Hua Lao from the opposite side. He looked up, but Hua Lao looked away again.

Tang Yixien then calmly took a sip of tea.

The tea tastes sweet and sour, a bit like lemonade.

Jin Xiaoxiao, who was standing next to him, was anxious. The old man had just said that he was a master at making poisons, and his master drank the tea without any preparation.

He frowned anxiously, but it was too late to stop it.

Sheng Qingye and Xuan Yuran next to them were naturally not really playing, they also heard the conversation here.

They all looked over here.

"Hahahaha." Old Hua half leaned back, swinging back and forth on the swing and laughing heartily.

"Sir, aren't you afraid that I might poison you?"

Tang Yixin saw the temptation from Mr. Hua just now, and he had to drink the tea.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to ask anything.

Tang Yixian pursed his lips into a faint smile, looking at the half cup of mushroom tea in the bowl,

"So, did the old man poison it?"

Old Hua felt that the young man in front of him was not only extremely handsome, but also had first-class courage.

He lowered his voice and smiled coldly, and said with a dark look in his eyes:

"I put in this tea..."

Several people were listening to him continue.

"Yes, it's not poisonous. It's so boring to poison someone like this."

Sheng Qingye's heart was about to rise to his throat, but finally fell back.

"Shock! Shock!" At this moment, a colorful parrot flew in from outside.

He kept shouting "I'm so scared, so scared".

"This is my parrot, named Wu Cuicui," said Mr. Hua.

Wu Cuicui flew in with a flutter and landed on a swaying branch next to her, which was a bird stand.

Seeing that the old man was in a good mood, Tang Yixian immediately got back to the point and asked softly:

"Master Hua, have you ever refined a poison that can turn a cultivator into a furnace-cauldron physique?"

As soon as these words were spoken, even the parrot Wu Cuicui, who was cracking melon seeds, fell silent.

The other three seemed to be concentrating.

Upon hearing this, Hua Lao's expression suddenly changed, and the swing behind him swayed a bit.

"Could it be that you are the eldest son of the Tang family?"

Old Man Hua saw that Tang Yixin didn't say anything and just looked at him solemnly.

He knew he was right.

There are very few furnaces and tripods in the world, and not many people want to ask about this matter.

"I should have thought of this earlier, with such a look and such a bearing."

Old Man Hua muttered to himself, and continued in a trance:

"You...your aura hasn't changed. You've never had a Taoist partner. You could hold it in the first few times, but you may not be able to hold it in the next time. That's a heart-piercing poison..." Old Hua's eyes flashed with admiration and disbelief.

There was silence for a moment...

After a long while, Old Man Hua lowered his head, took a sip of tea, and slowly calmed down. He said in a gentle tone:

"I don't know anything, Mr. Tang, please go back."

The three disciples standing by at this time also knew the purpose of the master's visit.

Sheng Qingye pretended to snatch the melon seeds from the parrot Wu Cuicui, but he was actually listening carefully.

Tang Yixin could clearly see that Old Man Hua was hiding something.

"I just want to know who you gave the poison in the furnace to." Tang Yixien asked.