Jia Gui's worries were completely groundless, in fact, Huzi didn't look back at that time, how did he know that he was talking behind his back!

But this Jia Gui doesn't think so, he grew up under Liuxian Peak since he was a child, Jia Gui knows a lot about monks, and knows that if an immortal cultivator wants to see things around him, he doesn't have to look with his eyes, so he is so afraid.

On Zhan Xiantai, Huzi and Zhao Mu finally stopped, both of them were sweating profusely at this time, and they each bent over and gasped.

"Hah...... Haha, little ...... Guy, can you return the storage bag to the old man now? ”

"Hey, hey!" Huzi smiled, glanced back at the incense burner, and saw that the half pillar of incense had burned out, so he threw the storage bag over and said with a smile: "Have I passed the test?" ”

Zhao Mu took the storage bag, saw that there was nothing missing in the storage bag, his heart was at ease, he nodded with a wry smile, and said, "Count, from now on, you will be the old man's junior brother." ”

Hearing this, Huzi burst into tears, and he knew very well in his heart that he was able to pass this test, which was completely Zhao Mu's intention, and he would not forget this kindness.

At the same time that Huzi successfully passed the guò test and soon became an elite disciple of the Liuxian Sect, Wang San, who was in Meilin Village, was finally out of danger.

Seeing that Wang San's breathing gradually stabilized, the village chief Feng Tianchang breathed a long sigh of relief and ordered: "Xiaolian, he will be handed over to you, you must take good care of it, don't make any mistakes, understand?" ”

"The village chief can rest assured, Xiaolian will definitely take care of him."

"That's good!"

Walking out of Niu Lian's room, Feng Tiansheng saw that Manniu was still fiddling with Wang San's things, and couldn't help frowning, he was very worried that Manniu would break things and cause some trouble. So he said, "Brute! You find a few people, go to the village and find a quiet place, and build two thatched huts. ”

"Village chief, what are you doing building a thatched hut?" Manniu looked displeased and said, "My house has collapsed and hasn't been repaired, so don't go." ”

"It's up to you whether you go or not. Monks generally like to be quiet, but if your master is healed from his injury, and thinks our village is too noisy, and wants to leave the village, then I don't care. ”

"Are you helping my master build a house? Then I'll do it right away. ”

When the wild cow heard it, he was helping Wang San build a thatched hut. Quickly put the things on the table into his arms, and hurriedly walked out of the door.

As soon as he went out, the wild cow shouted at the top of his voice: "Feng Biao, Liu San, Li Dazui, hurry up and follow me." ”

In fact, Feng Biao and the others were outside the house, and when they heard the wild bull yelling, everyone was very unhappy. However, seeing Feng Tiansheng nodding secretly, they didn't have much to say, so they had to follow the wild cow to build a thatched hut.

After the wild cattle were divided, Feng Tiansheng gathered Uncle Zheng and several of the most senior people in the village.

"Guys, what do you think you should do next?"

"Born! This monk is different from us, and it's a bit difficult for me to keep him. ”

"Old man Wu is right, in the eyes of their monks, we people are not even as good as ants. Even if he is willing to stay in the village, he may not be able to help us defend against foreign enemies. ”

"That's it, in my opinion, forget it, when he recovers from his injuries, he will leave or stay as he pleases."

Hearing everyone's words, Feng Tiansheng frowned again, in fact, he himself understood that if he wanted an immortal cultivator to help mortals, it was simply more difficult than ascending to the sky, but Feng Tiansheng was convinced. As long as people have feelings, monks are no exception.

The Sumeru realm is different from the technological society, in this world, there is no law at all. Whoever is strong is the king, even between villages.

Merlin Village has always been in a weak position in the surrounding villages, and is often attacked by other villages, and Wang San's sudden arrival. made Feng Tiansheng see a glimmer of hope, which is why Feng Tiansheng convened everyone to discuss.

It's a pity that Feng Tiansheng didn't know that Wang San was not only not an immortal cultivator, but also didn't even know martial arts, and wanted him to help defend against foreign enemies, it was simply a joke.

Three days later, Wang San finally woke up, and when he opened his eyes to the roof of the house made of rattan and hay, he felt like he had gone back to the forties.

"How so?" Wang San originally thought that the Sumeru realm must be an extremely developed place, but the surrounding qiē was suing him, which was not the case.

But these Wang San didn't care, and the people he wanted to see most now were Huzi and Xu Lin.

But as soon as he wanted to get up from the bed, a heart-rending pain immediately came to his head, Wang San looked down, and then found that his whole body was covered with plaster, and the whole person was wrapped like a mummy.

"Hey, anyone?" After a few more attempts, Wang San found that he really couldn't get out of bed, so he had to shout: "Is there anyone?" ”

After only two screams, a series of footsteps suddenly sounded outside the room, and after a while, a group of people poured into the room.

Wang Sanding saw that there were a total of seven people who entered the house, men, women and children, almost all dressed as hunters, all of them were strong, wearing short knives at their waists, and there was a ruthlessness between their eyebrows, and their hearts couldn't help but tremble.

But what Wang Sanwan didn't expect was that these seemingly tough people all knelt on the ground after seeing him.

"Congratulations to the immortal Chang Ankang, I wish the immortal Chang Fu such as the East China Sea, and longevity than Nanshan!"

"You...... What are you doing here? Hurry up, please. ”

"Immortal Xie Chang!"

Wang San's whole person was blindfolded, and he secretly said in his heart: What's going on? Could it be that because they fell from the sky, they mistakenly thought that they were immortals?

"Immortal Chief, this is called Meilin Village, and the small one is Feng Tiansheng, the head of this village, I don't know what to call Immortal Chief?"

"My name is Wang San, thank you for the rescue."

"Don't dare, don't dare!"

Feng Tiansheng heard Wang San's thanks, and was secretly happy in his heart, and he had more confidence in winning Wang San's help in the future, and hurriedly dismissed the villagers in the house, leaving only Niu Lian.

"Immortal Wang Chang, if you have any instructions, tell Niu Lian directly, although the conditions in Meilin Village are not very good, as long as the adults need it, I will do our best."

Wang San glanced at Niu Lian, and saw Niu Lian's heroic posture, Liu Mei Feng's eyes, no matter the face and figure, they were on par with some big-name stars, and felt pity in his heart, thinking: If this Niu Lian is in his own world, I am afraid it will be difficult to think of not being famous, but here he can only marry and have children.

"Village Chief Feng, how should I go to the Liuxian Sect?"

After pondering for a while, Wang San felt that Huzi and Xu Lin should not be here, so he wanted to inquire about the location of the Liuxian faction.

But Feng Tiansheng was at a loss after hearing this, and instead of answering, he asked, "Immortal Elder is a monk of the Immortal Sect?" ”

"Oh no, I have a brother who went to the Liuxian Sect."

"I see! I'm really sorry, the little one is just an ordinary man, and he doesn't know much about the Xiuzhen Sect, but five hundred miles away from us, there is a Xiuzhen Sect. ”

"Five hundred miles?" Wang San was startled at first, thinking that this is too far! But after thinking about it, as long as you can find Huzi, what is 500 miles? So he asked, "Does Village Chief Feng know the name of that Xiuzhen Sect?" ”

Feng Tiansheng thought about it and said, "It seems to be called the 'Ancient Style School'." (To be continued.) )