Two days later, on the outskirts of Sulan City, Buwanga blew a special whistle vigorously, the sound of the whistle came from afar, many residents of Sulan did not hear any sound, and still did their own thing as usual, but many strong people looked around in disbelief, they vaguely heard the whistle, I don't know where it came from.

"Ahh It's noisy! The drunken Xilan was sleeping in the dojo where he was alone, and suddenly sat up with his ears covered, his confused eyes looked around, and the sound of whistling came again, and he had to cover his ears and shout loudly: "Buwanga, you bastard, don't blow it." ”

Buwanga naturally couldn't hear Xilan's shouts in the city, but he only blew three times before putting away his whistle, this thing is not simple, it is the material obtained from the Gu Worm King during the trip to the Cave of Sorrow, the more powerful people hear the whistling sound, the louder it is, anyway, Buwanga used something to plug his ears when he blew it.

After waiting for about ten minutes, just after Buwanga plugged his ears and was about to whistle again, Xilan's figure holding the sword fell far away in Buwanga's eyes, seeing this, Buwanga chuckled, put away his whistle and took off the cloth that plugged his ears, and looked at Xilan's figure getting closer and closer.

"Eat me!"

After Xi Lan went out of the city, he quickly found Buwanga's location, he saw that Buwanga's speed was getting faster and faster, and it soon turned into running, and the Taidao in his hand was also out of the sheath, facing Buwanga is far away, the person was still dozens of meters away, but the knife qi several meters long had already attacked.

Buwanga suddenly inserted the huge totem in front of him and resisted it hard, and then the knife qi fell on the totem, shocking Buwanga to take a step back to stand firmly, and the giant wolf who was originally standing majestically beside Buwanga whimpered and hid behind Buwanga, completely unable to see the previous majestic appearance.

"Haha, let you make me sleep, what kind of wind blew Buwanga you to Su Mu?" Xilan put away the knife after slashing, and then came to Buwanga's side, the two stood a few meters apart, with an unconcealable excitement on their faces, after the Sorrowful Cave, the two only met once or twice, but the friendship still did not disappear, but became closer because of the reunion after a long time.

"A cold north wind! The ice dragon is awake again! Buwanga put away the totem and said in a deep voice, and then came to Xi Lan, looking at Xi Lan's appearance that has not changed for decades and shook his head, he saw Xi Lan ten years ago, he was naturally shocked at the time, but after learning about Xi Lan's adventure, he could only sigh the gift of God, and now after ten years to see Xi Lan again, the other party is still the appearance of the Sorrow Cave at that time, but Bu Wanga is already full of beard, and he is much older than Xi Lan.

"What?" A look of astonishment appeared on Xi Lan's originally somewhat drunk face, he looked at the other party, Buwanga's dusty appearance and the cowering giant wolf behind him fell into his eyes, Xi Lan turned his head to look in the northeast direction, tightened the demon knife in his hand and shook it suddenly: "I know, let's go." ”

"Can you both bring me along?" Just when the two were about to leave, a voice suddenly came from behind them, Buwanga suddenly held the totem but was held by Xilan's arm, he turned his head and saw the great priest Xinzang who was walking towards this side step by step and laughed: "Chief priest Xinzang, you don't go to the temple to recite your scriptures, what are you doing here?" ”

"The whistle was too noisy just now, so I came over to take a look, and I saw you two, is it because the ice dragon has awakened? If so, would you please take me with you? Xinzang smiled and twisted the rosary on his neck, a huge Zen staff was carried behind him, it seemed that the bags were ready, and Shikijin Suzaku flew behind him and looked at the two of them, with a rare nervousness on his face.

"This is the Void Ancestor Great Priest Xinzang, you shouldn't have seen it, his strength is very strong, but I don't fight with him, it's too depressing to fight." Xilan looked at Buwanga on the side and introduced Xinzang's identity.

"Is it a descendant of the Knight of the Apocalypse? I've been looking up for a long time. Seeing this, Buwanga put down the totem, covered his right hand in front of his chest and performed the etiquette of the Bantu tribe, and Shinye also folded his hands and bowed: "Don't mention the affairs of the ancestors, I'm ready, if you don't take me, I will go to the Ten Thousand Years Snow Mountain myself." ”

"Haha, let's go." Xilan chuckled, and Buwanga and Xinzang also chuckled, and the three of them walked together and headed northeast.

"You guys already knew the ice dragon had woken up, didn't you?" Facing Xinzang, who was only in his twenties, Xilan could naturally call the other party a little guy, and he said dissatisfiedly, if he had known about this matter, he wouldn't have had to make such a hard trip.

"It's not too early, two days ago, wasn't Patriarch Buwanga stopped when he came from the Great Wall?" Xinzang shook his head, indicating that he had learned the news from King Xian'an, and it didn't take long.

"Well, but I still came, probably because I moved out of Xilan's name, and some people didn't stop me." Buwanga walked with the giant wolf in tow, and nodded in response.

"Who called me?" Xi Lan on the side saw that the two were talking but didn't hear clearly, so he hurriedly got closer to listen, and Buwanga and Xinzang, who looked puzzled, couldn't help laughing, Xi Lan's problem has not been cured yet, and he can't hear it if his voice is smaller, and he speaks very loudly.

"Senior brother, did you just hear the whistle?" In a courtyard in the business district, Jin Fei was watching the disciples practice in the practice room, and suddenly turned his head to the bamboo stone outside the courtyard and asked.

"No, where did the whistle come from?" Zhushi's face was full of doubts.

"Nothing, maybe I misheard." Jin Fei waved his hand, and then said, "Senior brother, tomorrow is the day to recruit new disciples, and I will have to work hard for you then." ”

"It's okay, it's just some disciples." Zhushi waved his hand, with both expectation and nervousness in his heart, he held the weapon Dongfang stick on the side, and remembered Wang Yan who had left: "I don't know if Kaili has arrived in the Duchy of Mar now, it must be very lively there." ”

"The Duchy of Belmar, it must be very lively, it is said that Feng Zhen, the master of the Wind Fist Stream, has established a martial arts hall there to teach his disciples martial arts, I really want to see it." Jin Fei had an unconcealable yearning on his face.

"When we have time, we can go too." Seeing Jin Fei's yearning for such a look, Zhushi proposed with a smile.

"Well, after we finish teaching this batch of disciples and save the money, let's also go to the Duchy of Mar to see how that guy is doing." Jin Fei looked at the south for a moment, and both of them thought that Wang Yan had gone to Belmar to find his relatives, but they didn't know that he turned to the 10,000-year-old snow mountain in the north instead.