Wen Yiming raised his head slightly, only slightly saw one half of the big man, and saw Fang Ming put his index finger in front of his mouth, approached and whispered: "This person is Kang Fu of the Hongyun Chamber of Commerce, rest first, and talk later." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Wen Yiming nodded, and turned to lie on his back. Although Kang Fu didn't see his face clearly just now, he could see at a glance that it was the cultivation of the seventh layer of the martial master, and Fang Ming was obviously a ninth layer of the martial master, but he seemed a little jealous, thinking that this Hongyun Chamber of Commerce should be a big force, maybe it was also possible to be a native of the Western Regions, otherwise with the status of the Vientiane Sect, Fang Ming should not be so cautious.

The Vientiane Sect is a first-class sect in the south, and it is as famous as the Famous Sword Heavenly Sect, Wen Yiming is very clear about this.

Wen Yiming did not fall into a deep sleep, now his cultivation has skyrocketed, and he has entered the cultivation of the ninth layer of the samurai, and after the heaven-given martial arts, his body has no secret injuries.

After consolidating his cultivation before, he estimated that he had reached the strength of the late stage of a martial artist in terms of physique, and maybe even stronger.

For the positioning of physical strength, Wen Yiming has a very clear understanding. There is a big gap in the standard physique of martial cultivation in each level, and it is difficult for the actual physique of non-forged martial cultivation to keep pace with cultivation.

Generally speaking, a non-forging martial cultivator's actual physique would be three to five levels lower than his own cultivation, or even more. It is equivalent to saying that the actual physique of a samurai's ninth-level martial cultivation may be the strength of the samurai's fourth-layer, or it may be even lower, depending on their respective cultivation techniques and experience.

Therefore, the physical strength of the ninth layer of the martial artist that he can achieve at present is the standard physique, if it is measured by the mark of non-forging body martial arts, adding three to five layers on the original basis, the lowest is the physical strength of the great martial arts stage.

This is Wen Yiming's greatest confidence to bypass the Western Regions and enter the Northern Frontier now, and he believes that as long as he can fully use his true qi, he will be able to withstand the blow of the ninth layer of the martial artist without being seriously injured.

Now, he is already a cultivator in the early stage of the ninth layer of the samurai, he is ready to choose a secret hiding point when breaking through the martial artist, and perfectly make a strongest breakthrough, if he can break through to the martial artist before entering the northern frontier, he is confident that with the strength of the forging body of the Shura sword body, he will be stiff and regrettable with the great martial arts.

As for whether he can win, he has no bottom, but it is still completely possible to escape in the hands of ordinary martial artists, this kind of self-confidence comes from the way of yin and yang that he realized in his epiphany, between the rigidity and softness of his comprehension, he faintly felt that a super defensive martial art seemed to be within reach, and the difference was only a glimmer of opportunity triggered in a powerful battle.

In constant thinking, Wen Yiming slowly deduced in his mind, and his right hand holding the sword was constantly moving around his index finger, comparing Pei Yu's swordsmanship.

So, about three hours later, at the sound of a horn outside, he felt the Locker Horn move.

It didn't take long for several young crew members to come in the bilge and take out the middle-aged merchants, including Kang Fu.

"Brother Fang, the exchange meeting has begun?" Wen Yiming asked Fang Ming.

Fang Ming glanced at the hatch that had been closed again, shook his head and said, "These people have been in business all year round, so they are very familiar with the work of the crew, and they are called to do coolies and the like. ”

Wen Yiming said again: "The registration for boarding this time seems to be a bit strict, and it is different from the rules on the notice board, does Brother Fang know what's going on?"

"I'm just here a few days longer than you, brother, and I don't know much. Fang Ming grinned, "However, it is said that it was the Western Regions and the Eastern Sen that mobilized the top forces in the major regions and contributed resources to build positioning portals in the four major regions. ”

"Oh! That's a big deal. Wen Yiming sighed.

Fang Ming smiled and said, "Who said no, in the past, where did so many people from the Western Regions go to this barren region in the south. It is said that the portal between us in the south and the Western Regions is the Dark Moon Dynasty to the City of Light and Darkness. ”

Wen Yiming said secretly, it will be much faster to travel back and forth to the Western Regions in the future, but the spirit crystals paid must be amazingly large. So he asked, "When is it going to be? Is it finished now?"

"It seems like two months ago, and it is said that it will take more than half a year to complete. Fang Ming scratched his head and smiled.

The two chatted for a few words, and the bilge opened again, and the man in gray who had come in before came in.

"I'm Ren Hao, the person in charge of this time, you can just call me the manager, read the number plate, follow me to the top to gather. After Ren Hao finished speaking, he began to roll call the number plate.

This time, Wen Yiming and Fang Ming were among them, and about a dozen martial cultivators came to the corridor outside in a short time.

Ren Hao stood in front of everyone with a young man with thin eyebrows and small eyes, Ren Hao glanced at everyone, and said: "The exchange meeting will be held on the third floor, this is my assistant Li Jing, if you don't understand and report, look for him, and then I will read the precautions that Li Jing sent to you here, remember it, and I will take you to the third floor in half an hour." ”

After speaking, he nodded to Li Jing, and left together after Li Jing finished sending the page in his hand.

Wen Yiming lifted the page and scanned it at a glance, and what was written on it were all precautions and rules for serving in the exchange meeting.

There is a lot of content on it, with Wen Yiming's ability to see ten lines at a glance and his memory is amazing, others have only read one or two lines, he has already put away the page, and when he has nothing to do, he walked alone to the edge of the ship and blew the sea breeze to enjoy the whole picture of the southwest sea.

A few minutes later, Wen Yiming was about to return to the team to ask Fang Ming about something, when a dozen or so men and women who were chatting and laughing came over from the corridor in the distance.

Wen Yiming glanced at it, then stopped, knowing that these people were the people who had gone to the third floor to participate in the exchange meeting, and he was going to let these people go first, and when everyone went up to the floor, he would return to the team.

It has been explained on the page just now that it is not allowed to compete with high-ranking guests.

Turning to avoid these people and continue to enjoy the sea view, he suddenly heard the voice of a slightly dissatisfied girl.

"This is the so-called service, is it polite to see the guests who do not bow their heads and look at the sea view carelessly?"

Wen Yiming felt that it was good to be able to make the Tao, and although he was not angry when he heard these words, he turned to look at the woman who spoke.

The girl was probably less than twenty years old, with a melon seed face hanging down and pearl ears, long hair and a shawl waist like a spring willow, and a pair of big watery eyes were looking at Wen Yiming with disdain.

Wen Yiming didn't speak, the Lock Heaven had just started for a short time, he didn't want to cause more trouble, he just wanted to arrive in the Western Regions safely, and then hurried from the remote road.

A girl in a silver and white dress beside the girl smiled faintly at Wen Yiming, turned back to the girl and said, "Hanling, let's go! ”

Wen Yiming smiled slightly, nodded, and had a good impression of the woman in the silver and white dress.

The girl named Hanling pursed the corners of her mouth, glanced at Wen Yiming with contemptuous eyes, and was still dissatisfied when she went upstairs: "When did the warrior dare to come out to travel, the level of our Western Regions has been lowered by these people." ”

The woman in the silver and white dress turned her head again and smiled apologetically at Wen Yiming, and then pulled Han Ling and walked upstairs quickly.

The woman who went upstairs finally nodded and smiled at Wen Yiming slightly, and reminded while going upstairs: "Try not to talk on top and follow the arrangement." ”

While Wen Yiming raised his hand and clenched his fists, he carefully looked at the woman who reminded him. This woman is only eighteen years old, Tingting's body is a little weak; she is dressed in a plain white dress, her temperament is elegant and quiet, but her appearance is extremely ordinary; even the waiter woman in the ordinary tavern and teahouse has also competed with her appearance, but there is a rare delicate beauty between her eyebrows; the green silk is naturally curled, and the rest hangs down on her back and shoulders at will, except for a golden and red embroidered hair band, there is no ornament on her head.

Slowly returning to the team, Wen Yiming felt a little strange in his heart, the reason why he looked at this ordinary woman carefully was because he felt a trace of closeness in that woman.

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