Fang Xu almost forgot where he was going, and he forgot about going to the Qinglou, he was attracted by this city, including restaurants, including theaters, including the most primitive cross talk, singing and dancing, and acrobatics.

Fang Xu also saw that there was a little girl who was molesting in the ya.

The original taste!

What made Fang Xu a little surprised was that Fang Xu could feel that the people in this world were all skilled, just like the small wine shop that he had just passed by, a pool of wine accidentally fell, that Xiao Er was quick in his eyes, his speed was comparable to that of an ordinary, one-star martial artist who practiced agility, but he didn't have any internal qi, this is not counted, Xiao Er almost got out of his hand, although he was rescued, but the shopkeeper, a fat middle-aged man, was actually a real master, Linkong was a slap, I only felt that the air was flying towards Xiao Er, and Linkong slapped the knot solidly, This is the purity of the essence of the energy, reaching the realm of coming out of the hand.

Fang Xu didn't have this ability, although his internal qi was not weak, Fang Xu would also release a little internal qi, but he would definitely not be able to slap others at a distance of five or six meters.

He himself felt that if he wanted to compare, he was not inferior to the shopkeeper of that wine shop, but after all, the modern internal qi heart method, martial arts has long been lost, and the modern era pays more attention to aura and momentum, which requires a deeper internal qi heart method to be able to do.

So even if Fang Xu's internal qi is not inferior to that of the shopkeeper, if he wants to fight, maybe Fang Xu will fail miserably, and it is unlikely that he will even get close.

What's even more peculiar is that Fang Xu feels that many people seem to be small people, and their strength actually has the realm of martial arts, this is a martial arts world.

Fang Xu also understood, no wonder the strength of those two women was so strong, and Fang Xu also knew that they might have a deeper martial arts, and it was naturally not a problem to take things from the air, if they really wanted to do it, Fang Xu was not sure at all at this time.

I thought that after eating that Restoration Pill, Fang Xu could have the certainty of a battle with the second daughter, even if he couldn't win, he would be able to protect himself, but at this time, it seemed that he really thought too much, and people didn't show their true skills at all, even if they were also five-star strength, but the gap between them was not ordinarily big, maybe the old monster would come over and return with a fiasco.

Thinking of this, Fang Xu couldn't help but feel a little helpless, it seemed that he was really not competitive at all in Hanzong, the shopkeeper who looked less than four stars might be able to tie with him, and the shopkeeper's chances of winning were still more than sixty percent.

Fang Xu wanted to walk here, his face suddenly became a little excited, and he unconsciously arrived at a temple.

The temple is very small, just a small courtyard, there are not many people burning incense and worshiping Buddha in it, bored, Fang Xu didn't think much about it, stepped into the threshold and walked in, see what kind of Buddha this Han sect worships, maybe it's not the same as outside.

After entering the door, Fang Xu did not continue to walk inside, but looked at the big plaque at the door, the words on it were vaguely recognized, Holy Maiden Temple!

There is also a line of small words below: Hanzong Yuntian Palace.

What the hell is a saint? Could it be the Virgin? Three Madonna?

The saint doesn't seem to be a Chinese immortal, right?

"The donor is asking for a signature? Or is it a vow? At this time, the voice of a novice next to him suddenly sounded, startling Fang Xu.

Looking sideways, Xiao Shami is not very old, only about twenty, but this skill is also about four stars, and this light skill seems to have reached a certain level, but he didn't find it when he got to his side? If he hadn't spoken, but stabbed himself, it was probably ......

Fang Xu's cold sweat broke out unconsciously, no wonder the woman in Tsing Yi said that she wanted to regain her strength and didn't want to die in Hanzong.

"Little master." Fang Xu clasped his hands together, and didn't dare to hold it up: "I'm here to ask for a signature." ”

"Then please come with me." Xiao Shami is very polite, the smile on his face is very compassionate, he has the demeanor of a master at a young age, if this monk goes to modern times and goes to Shaolin to be the abbot, there should be no problem, right?

However, this kind of Buddhism pays attention to the profundity of Buddhism, of course, modern times also pay attention to giving gifts to the top, and also need to find a daughter-in-law to have an illegitimate child, and the relationship can not be weak, can not be reported, otherwise the abbot is not easy to sit.

Following the little novice inside, several women were worshipping the Buddha and asking for a petition.

Fang Xu looked up, and he could see clearly the statue of the Holy Maiden, the statue of the Holy Maiden is not particularly large, but it seems to be made of gold, and the eyes are gems, the cost of this statue is not low, especially this carving, lifelike.

After staring at it for a long time, he didn't know if it was dazzling, or if he had seen too much and there was a slight change, Fang Xu could feel it, this statue of the Holy Maiden, his eyes seemed to be alive, and that kind of terrifying power made Fang Xu secretly frightened.

"Donor, please sign it." At this time, Xiao Shami took a sign box and handed it to Fang Xu.

Fang Xu nodded, thanked him, took the signing box and closed his eyes, he didn't kneel in front of the Buddha statue, he didn't have this habit, he didn't have this belief, and it was just boring to come in this time.

After shaking it a few times, a long stick jumped out.

"Little master, what does this stick mean?" Fang Xu bent down to pick it up and asked the little monk.

"The little monk doesn't know, the donor can go to the left chamber to unsign."

"Oh, then, thank you." Fang Xu was about to leave, but suddenly stopped: "By the way, little master, do you still want sesame oil money?" ”

"The donor is free." The little master didn't say much and shook his head.

Fang Xu thought about it, and shook his head helplessly, he only had a silver ticket, if he gave it, how would he eat for a while?

Helplessly, he was cheeky: "I'll give it next time." ”

"The donor is free to do so." The little master was not happy or sad, but still said very politely.

※※"Sect Master, you see, this person even relies on sesame oil money, which is really not a good thing. Qing'er said dissatisfiedly while looking at the 'TV'.

The sect master chuckled: "He's still realistic, he doesn't have money in his pocket, and he doesn't pretend to be big, it's good." ”

"Sect Master!" Qing'er was helpless, she found that the sect master seemed to be particularly tolerant of Fang Xu.

"Qing'er, keep an eye on it, don't let anything happen to him, I'll go to Yuntian Cave to cultivate, don't call me if it's not a big deal."

"Oh!" Qing'er responded, and then asked, "Sect Master, when will we talk to him about cooperation?" ”

"Don't worry, let him go around, I'll look for him after I get out."

"Okay."

After the sect master's figure left, Qing'er's helpless voice came: "The sect master is really tolerant of him, for the sake of this cooperation, he actually exposed the hole cards of our Han Sect first, if this kid doesn't know what to do, even if the sect master is against it, I will kill him." The secrets of Hanzong must not be exposed in front of people. ”