The celebration of the small village did not end until ninety o'clock, during which the old patriarch kept watch over Xiahou Zheng, and was quite wary of him, not allowing him to have too much contact with the young people in the village.

Several of his old guys were almost taken out by him, and if they were replaced by young people, then they wouldn't have to say anything?

Xiahou Zheng didn't care, the information he wanted to know was almost there, and in the end, he could easily get it with his ability.

He could probably guess the old patriarch's thoughts, it was nothing more than that the people of Wangwushan had told them not to speak out, so as not to be disturbed by outsiders, or they were afraid that Xiahou was talking nonsense outside, attracting others into the mountain and disturbing their peaceful life.

After the celebration, the old patriarch asked Xiahou Zheng to live in his house, and then found an excuse to persuade him to leave as soon as possible, preferably early tomorrow morning, Xiahou Zheng smiled and agreed.

It was not very quiet in the deep mountains, and when it was dawn the next day, Xiahou Zheng had already got up habitually and began to practice swords.

"Look, that boy is practicing swords. "Far away from the ancient village in the world, the people here have stayed in this village almost all their lives, and finally a stranger came in, which naturally aroused everyone's curiosity, no, someone came over early in the morning to look at Xiahou Zheng like a strange animal.

Xiahou Zheng didn't care, and practiced his sword by himself.

"This boy is so good-looking, it looks like this son is even more powerful than Senior Brother Wang!" a girl chuckled.

"I see that you are moved by Chun's heart, how can he be as powerful as Senior Brother Wang, Senior Brother Wang is a disciple of the immortal chief, and he knows the immortal law. The other girl immediately struck.

"Senior Brother Wang is powerful, but people won't marry you!"

They thought that their voices were very small, and Xiahou Zheng definitely couldn't hear them, but Xiahou Zheng heard them word for word, and determined that the masters of Wangwu Mountain were indeed nearby, and they should often interact with the villagers.

"What are you doing, running here so early in the morning?" the old patriarch was in a light sleep, and was soon woken up by them, and as soon as he went out, he saw them chattering and discussing something.

"Patriarch Grandpa, Sissi said she wants to marry this son!" a girl quipped.

"Go, go, who said it, it's obvious that you want to marry your son. Sissi's face was slightly red, and she immediately retorted.

The old patriarch rolled his eyes, "It's a good idea, so that you don't have to worry about bringing others in after he goes out, and you can also increase the population of the village and bring in fresh blood." ”

The old patriarch's face was wrinkled and open like a chrysanthemum, and he walked over to Xiahou with a smile, and began to tell him about the various benefits of the small mountain village, what kind of longevity, not affected by the war and harsh taxes outside, etc., anyway, in the end, it is the same meaning: our small village is so good, the woman is so beautiful, carefree, and free, do you want to stay and be a son-in-law?

And there are also discounts, what will give you farmland, let you marry a beautiful woman and the like, and build a house and the like, all of which you don't have to do by yourself, and the conditions are quite generous.

Xia Hou Zheng shook his head and selectively filtered out his words, "Uncle, just now a few girls talked about Senior Brother Wang, it seems that they are the apprentices of some immortals, why don't you tell me?"

"You must have heard it wrong, how can there be any Senior Brother Wang? It's just a little girl talking nonsense. The old patriarch naturally didn't dig out his heart and lungs to tell him everything, but chose to avoid it.

Then the old patriarch hinted to him very vaguely that if he stayed and had a chance to meet the immortals or something, if his brain was a little dull, he probably wouldn't be able to understand what he said.

"Patriarch, the prince is here, and he wants to take two people up the mountain to help take care of some chores. Just when the old patriarch was bitterly persuading Xiahou Zheng, a middle-aged farmer ran over and said.

"You guys handle it yourself, you don't have to tell me. The old patriarch said to him, and then looked at Xiahou Zheng with a smile, "Childe, there is heavy dew outside, let's go into the house and talk······"

"Patriarch, I'm actually here to visit a friend. Xiahou was beckoning, and a fiery snake began to coil in his hand.

"Immortals... Immortals!" the old patriarch said in surprise, although he knew that there were immortals on Wangwu Mountain, he had actually seen them once, and that was a few decades ago.

"I don't know that the immortals are coming, please forgive the immortals. The old patriarch was about to kneel down as he spoke, and the big man who reported the news had already knelt down.

"It's okay!" Xiahou was helping the old patriarch up, and then said, "Take me to meet that prince!"

Now, how dare the old patriarch say anything that is not allowed, and lead the way directly in front.

The village is not big, Xiahou Zheng quickly arrived at the entrance of the village, and at a glance he saw the young man surrounded by everyone in the center, although the other party was dressed in sackcloth, he had a floating temperament, which was extremely eye-catching in the crowd and stood out from the crowd.

When Xiahou was walking over, a group of young people in the village were trying to let that Senior Brother Wang take them up the mountain, arguing and talking about their merits.

"Old Patriarch!" Senior Brother Wang also saluted very respectfully when he saw the old patriarch coming.

"Wang Gongzi, this immortal chief wants to meet your master, but the little old man doesn't dare to make a decision. The old patriarch pointed out Xiahou Zheng to him.

"Immortal Chief?" Senior Brother Wang saw that Xiahou was a few years younger than himself, so he naturally didn't believe what kind of immortal chief he was, although he also knew that there were the same existence as Shizun outside, but it seemed that most of them were already middle-aged, how could there be such a young immortal elder?

I guess it was a junior who came to visit the master.

"I don't know where you practice?" Senior Brother Wang naturally regarded Xiahou as a peer, even if he was just a minor cultivator, it was not uncommon for him to be regarded as an immortal in the eyes of mortals.

"I want to meet your master!" Xia Hou Zheng said, his tone quite domineering.

Just when Senior Brother Wang was about to get angry because of Xiahou Zheng's attitude, he suddenly felt a great coercion coming, and his anger immediately subsided, and he saluted with sincere fear, "I've seen my senior!"

"I heard that you have something to do when you come down the mountain, do it as soon as possible, and then take me to meet your master!" Xia Houzheng said indifferently.

"Yes!"

Senior Brother Wang quickly selected two people, and then set off to a mountain in the east, the mountain road is a bluestone slab all the way, a faint white mist lingers on the mountainside, the aura is abundant, but it is also a good spiritual land.

Senior Brother Wang led the way in silence all the way, not daring to say anything, after all, the pressure he just felt made him feel like facing the giant beast of the wilderness, as if he was stronger than Shizun, thinking of this, he didn't dare to think about it, just led the way silently, hoping to take him up the mountain as soon as possible, see Shizun, and leave everything to Shizun to deal with.