Ziyan looked at the two people trading in front of him, a subtle cunning flashed in his beautiful eyes, and he whispered to Guo Sen Shennian and said: Ask him if he knows the origin of the little brat. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Guo Sen glanced at Ziyan knowingly, turned around and took out a gold coin, and flicked it in his hand, and the crisp sound of the gold coin immediately attracted Nan Pengyou's attention.

"Brother Nan, do you know the origin of that child?"

Fiddling with the gold coins in his hand, Guo Sen asked nonchalantly.

"This, how do I know, every time my little sparrow follows him to the inner city, he can't get in."

Nan Pengyou tried his best to suppress the desire for gold coins in his heart, but the urgency in his voice came out of himself.

"Little sparrow? What the hell? ”

Ziyan looked at Nan Pengyou suspiciously.

"Ah, it's one of my supernatural powers."

A trace of panic flashed in Nan Pengyou's eyes, obviously not wanting to dwell too much on this matter.

Looking at the thief Nan Pengyou in front of him, Ziyan secretly left a little more thought in his heart, since it is a supernatural power, it is normal that this kind of thing does not want others to know.

"Bring-"

The two shiny gold coins fell crisply in Guo Sen's palm, followed by Nan Pengyou's more hot gaze.

Guo Sen smiled proudly and said, "Brother Nan, if you can get the information of Shen Wu and the little kid, these two gold coins will be yours."

As he spoke, Guo Sen put away the gold coins in his palm, looking at the gold coins that disappeared in front of him, Nan Pengyou's eyes suddenly darkened, and he clenched his hands and hesitated.

Seeing this, Guo Sen immediately said: If the information is detailed, add an extra gold coin afterwards.

Hearing this, Nan Pengyou's palm suddenly loosened, and he slowly walked towards the door.

Seeing this, Guo Sen didn't say anything, Nan Pengyou walked outside the door and said softly: Wait for me next week by the third row of tents.

"Hmm." Guo Sen responded, turned to Ziyan and said: Auntie, you want the information of the little kid, I understand, but what is the use of that Shen Wu.

"Shen Wu is a usable talent, if he can serve the empire, he will definitely be a sharp blade in the future."

Packing up his things, Ziyan walked towards the door.

In the other direction, Nan Pengyou walked a long way towards the city wall where Yan Wuwu lived before stopping, the thief's big eyes looked around, and after feeling that there was nothing abnormal, he pinched the law seal in his hand, and said something in his mouth.

Suddenly, the birds in the woods that were quiet in the distance kept calling, getting closer and closer, Nan Pengyou kept saying spells to the snowfinches in the sky, and after a while, the snowfinches flew towards the city, after doing this, Nan Pengyou patted his chest, glanced around, and disappeared into the woods in a few jumps.

After a long time, behind a big stone by the city wall, Ziyan looked at the woods thoughtfully, and said: Psychic technique, isn't this the magic power of the demon clan?

On the hill outside Cangyun City, a few snowfinchs landed on the big tree, chattering non-stop.

The children carrying the branches on the mountain bag are squatting on the ground and writing, the traces on the soil are clean and neat, if someone is there must be shocked, the traces of these miraculous skills and steep strokes are the abbreviated version of Cangyun's knife technique. ”

"There are a lot of snowfinchs today, catch a few and braise them at night, hehehe."

Yan Wuwu stretched out his right hand, and a net woven by spiritual power in his palm slowly formed, heading towards the snowfinch cover on the tree......

In the best courtyard on the outskirts of Dragon City, the old man in a gorgeous robe was closing his eyes to recuperate, while Guo Sen was half-bowing and talking to Ziyan in the tent, with a look of surprise that could not be hidden in his humble attitude.

"Auntie thinks Nan Pengyou is a demon clan?" He asked suspiciously, "Why?" ”

In the tent, Ziyan held a delicate teacup and said, "What I saw with my own eyes in the woods today is that he used the demon clan's natal supernatural powers, psychic skills. ”

Guo Sen rubbed his head and explained in a low voice: "My nephew thinks that if Nan Pengyou is a demon clan, it will never be possible to enter Dragon City, and I am afraid that there is something else hidden in it. ”

Picking stars to establish a country with martial arts, the first to re-cultivate, most of the high-ranking and powerful people are cultivators who are unfathomable and strong, Longcheng accepts a hundred new disciples every year, Nan Pengyou is definitely not the best among them, but since he can pass the assessment, whether it is a demon clan or not, it is no accident that Nan Pengyou can stay.

Ziyan took a sip of tea, people and demons have been in constant dispute since ancient times, and there have been countless killings on both sides, if Nan Pengyou is really a demon clan, he must be eliminated first and then quickly.

"As far as I know, Nan Pengyou came to Longcheng through the recommendation of the local border city military department, and his assessment results are not outstanding."

Guo Sen frowned suspiciously.

On the other side of the tent, the old man with his eyes closed raised his head and said with a smile: "Since he can get a letter of recommendation from the military department, this kid will not have much of a problem, he passed the assessment half a year ago, which shows that Cangyun has long known about him." ”

Ziyan became more and more humble in the face of the old man's answer: The eldest grandson forgets his feelings, and he is the most taboo to collaborate with the enemy and betray, but I am too worried.

Hearing the words of the eldest grandson, there was silence in the tent, and the old man did not speak again.

After Guo Sen left, the old man in the gorgeous robe slowly opened his eyes, and there was a rare trace of interest in his old and calm eyes, he looked at Ziyan and said with a gentle smile: "Cangyun is such a big force, it is really surprising that there is a person like Nan Pengyou who can be admitted to the Martial Academy, since this is the case, that young man must be the best choice in terms of conduct and ability, and it may be good to take advantage of him." ”

The old man closed his eyes again and said, "Although Cangyun is separated from the empire, a major city in northern Xinjiang such as Dragon City is still a part of himself in the heart of the empire. The tone is solemn and serious, but the actual attitude has changed.

"Sir, do you know the little boy Cangyun?" Ziyan's expression looked a little puzzled and displeased.

The old man nodded: "I have seen him practice outside the city before, it is the most basic move of Cangyun, when he makes a move, it is concise, but it is extremely powerful...... I really don't know how he practiced it, and where his teacher is. ”

I didn't expect the old man to speak so highly of the little boy, Ziyan was shocked in his beautiful eyes, "Sir, if the nobles of the kings and grandsons in the imperial city are compared to it, who can go deeper."

The old man shook his head and said, "The nobles of the kings and grandsons you mentioned are all geniuses who have been piled up with elixirs. I don't know calligraphy, but look at the little boy's branches, I can really faintly see the meaning of gold and stone, such words are very rare, really like the Taoist in the Taoist altar of those means of the Taoist. ”

"You mean Wendao?"

Ziyan was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "There are tens of thousands of people in the empire, but there are only a dozen people in the Heavenly Book Dao Altar. Those masters either hid in the palace, or sat quietly in the view, meditated and practiced calligraphy and painting all their lives, and condensed the breath of heaven and earth between the golden hook and silver stroke. Even if that little boy practices for another fifty years, I'm afraid that he won't even be able to step into the realm of wonderful brushwork, how dare he compare with those others? ”

The Tianshu Daoist Altar has not recruited new disciples for nearly ten years, and all the predecessors of the Daoist Altar have appeared in the world to find disciples, but they have brought back all the Mr. Character Sellers, which shows that it is difficult to cultivate Wendao as hard as climbing to the sky.

The old man smiled and said nothing more. Although he is a cultivator, he has met a lot of strong people in his life, and he is sure that he will never look away, and Ziyan looks cold in front of him, obviously he doesn't believe it, since this is the case, it is better not to say some things that should not be said.

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