The man said sincerely: "Before the coincidence, it must be the secret accumulation of those you know or even less know." ”

Wang Fatzi has suffered a lot, although the severe pain in his abdomen is like turning over the river and the sea, but he still does not forget to thank Li Baliang.

Li Baliang, who was originally thinking of asking the doubts in his heart, suddenly felt that he still didn't say it.

"Boy, don't be surprised, there is no pie in the sky, there are many reasons why I will give you two this opportunity, but you kid just do it honestly, hehe, wait until when your kid cultivates higher than me, and when Lao Tzu has to speak, you kid will ask again." ”

Li Baliang recalled that he was very young, no matter how he looked at it, he would not be a very tall and extremely tall young man who walked on the martial arts, if he hadn't affirmed that the foundation of the two people in front of him came from the young man who was kind to Li Baliang, even if the two in front of him were both Beizhou monks, they would not have such a deep source of blessings, pie in the sky, and after turning his head and holding himself, his apprentice's hand, which was considered to be a strange thing for a long time, took another step, but it was far away a thousand steps.

When it was determined that there was no more money after the figure, this was the grinning belly, trotting to the fat man, full of sorrow, the opportunity to suffer a crime, according to their Qian family's business experience, in the end it was a little bit of a thing.

However, for a mountain martial artist who has a lot of money, it is a real opportunity.

Wang Fatzi even looked at the man's figure and refused to withdraw his eyes for a long time, thoughtfully, if so.

On the ferry, a middle-aged man in black stood at the top of the ferry, which was as tall as a small mountain, first glanced at the little ant Qian Duo and Wang Fatzi, and then crossed his eyes and looked at the Beizhou Wuxiu who had long been out of sight.

In the light of his eyes, thoughtful.

Suddenly, the Second Heavenly Xuan Emperor, who rarely showed up even on this ferry, turned around and looked at the young man who seemed to have a skin color and a face that would not change for ten thousand years, five steps away from him.

It's not that he, the Double Heavenly Xuan Emperor, is so imaginary, but since he met the other party for the first time many years ago, it seems to be like this, and no matter how he, the Double Heavenly Xuan Emperor, is maintained, there will still be some subtle changes that have not been checked.

The middle-aged black-robed man bowed his head slightly, and said softly, "Pavilion Master." ”

Fu Nanqiang also nodded in response, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly: "Mr. Xun doesn't have to be so polite, between you and me, there is less worship by the pavilion master, and more is Mr. Student." ”

After hearing the voice of Mr., the middle-aged black-robed man's eyes were slightly distracted, and he was full of thoughts, thinking of some things buried deep in his heart, some people have things, there are memories.

The secular Yamashita dynasty often has a mountain sect on the mountain that is in charge of it, and every once in a while, it is not long or short, and the people who are expected to come to the mountain to practice.

He Xun Si is the person who was selected to arrive at the foot of the mountain hundreds of years ago, and he is also the one who is extremely lucky, but he took away not the mountain monk who left the Heavenly Sect, but the Fu Nan Wall who accidentally went down the mountain to do errands.

Before he became a monk on this mountain, the person under the mountain, Xun Si, was the only teacher in a slightly remote village in the hinterland of the Central Plains of the Great Xuan Dynasty.

Naturally, the fact that he Xun Si could become this Double Heaven Cultivator was definitely not a small big investment in the Four Seas Pavilion.

Xun Si came back to his senses and said softly: "The previous Xun Si is dead, and the current Xun Si is just Xun Si on the mountain." ”

"Do you want Mr. Xun to go to the former land of the Great Xuan Dynasty under the mountain to take a look at it? Next, all the secular worlds under the mountain in this Zhongzhou will have earth-shaking changes, so in a long time, if Mr. Xun wants to go again, he will have to wait for a long, long time. ”

Xun Si turned around, looked at the vaguely visible outline of Sihai City in the distance, and said softly: "How about going back, what if you don't go back, a hundred years have passed, I'm afraid that those old friends have long been a handful of loess, and if they are mountain people, they shouldn't be interested in the things under the mountain." ”

It's not that he hasn't gone back, but the more times he goes back, the more distracting thoughts he has in his heart, so in the end, Xun Si can also cut off the things under the mountain.

Fu took a step or two forward on the south wall, and looked at the silhouette in the distance side by side with Xun Si.

The morning light broke through the clouds and mist, and the warm wheel rose into the sky, and the laws of heaven seemed to be favoring the camel coolies who sold coolies next to the Dadu port, so this ferry port was bathed in the sun earlier than the sky above Sihai City.

The Second Heavenly Xuan Emperor Xun Si could not think of going to the secular interface under the mountain to feel that these things did not matter to him, but he Fu Nanqiang really had to go to those things that he did not want to, but he had to face them.

They all thought that he Fu Nan Wall was high enough, and the scenery he saw was farther away, but he didn't know that the wind chill on the top of this mountain was quite cold, and he Fu Nan Wall also had to.

So even after achieving this first, he Fu Nanqiang felt that he was far from being tall enough, far from being tall enough.

Xun Si looked at his own pavilion master, who also made him Xun Si change from a teacher under the mountain to a monk on the mountain today, and he was still a mountain peak realm Emperor Xuandi Duotian, and asked suspiciously: "Pavilion master, what is the important thing to go back this time?"

In fact, the destination of the two's itinerary is not the last stop of Zhongzhou Litianzong, but on Xizhou, where they meet a few Xizhou friends who have not seen each other for a long time, and after some polite nonsense with each other, they discuss how to go back and forth.

Fu Nanqiang remembered something, his face was proud, and he sneered: "It's just that Xuanjing is not enough, borrow a little more, so as to maintain the prestige of the number one sect in Zhongzhou." ”

But his words from the south wall made Xun Yu puzzled.

It's just that he Xun Si is not from the top of Tianzong Mountain, so he doesn't know much.

The stories about the grievances between his own pavilion master and the Litian Sect are mostly hearsay.

Therefore, on top of the big and small matters between his own pavilion master and the Heavenly Sect, most of them were dumb and unspeakable.

Before leaving, Fu Nanqiang handed Xun Shu a wood-grain token, and the word "can" was engraved on the wooden card.

It is a special wooden card that is not a card and cannot enter the mountain.

And he Fu Nanqiang is even more rare, leaving the interstate ferry that made him Fu Nanqiang quite satisfied, and going to meet familiar faces.