March.

It was time for the peasants to plant again, and while everyone was busy planting rice, an idle man came to the city.

"Boss, how to get to the ancient Kyoto Castle." The man carried a gourd, like a fortune teller, but he had nothing on him, not a single tool to take advantage of.

When the owner of the steamed bun shop saw his face, he handed over a hot steamed bun: "Little brother is a villager from afar." This Kyoto Castle fell many years ago, and now it is in the possession of the remnants of the Diancang faction, the holy lady of the country. ”

"Oh, where did that national teacher go? I remember that the ten-year period should have been garrisoned by the Tuotuo National Division. ”

"Do you still know about the national teacher?" The owner of the steamed bun shop was surprised. Although the occupation of Kyoto Castle by the national teacher was a major event, it was not something that some distant villagers could know.

In the era of ancient strife, communication was insufficient, and only the imperial lists posted in various places could know some big and small things. These things about the distant capital can only be known by officials in various places.

"No, Xiaosheng also took the exam back then, chatted with a few fellow villagers privately, and learned about it."

"It turned out to be a man."

The bun boss arched his hand. In ancient times, lifting people was very noble, everything was inferior, only reading was high, this sentence is not about fun.

After hearing that Ye Liang was lifting, some hawkers next to him also restrained their shouts.

At this time, the owner of the steamed bun shop suddenly became respectful, and he handed Ye Liang a few more steamed buns: "Master, I won't tell you the truth, since this Kyoto City was about three years ago, the miraculous old capital national teacher has completely disappeared. The same is true, those rebels who should be all over the country will rise up in a group.

These people are the Bai family in the north, but the Bai family is not developing in the direction of Kyoto, so on the contrary, they are cheaper than the rest of the Cang faction.

However, to be honest, although the leader of this Cang Sect is a holy woman, his methods are really not very glorious, not only slaughtering the rest of the people who are also rebels, but even threatening the families of those people in order to reduce the loss of manpower!

You must know that this large number of rebels must have come from all directions, and as soon as he did this, all the rebels in the east and west surrendered, and it was for this reason that he took this Kyoto city without spending a single soldier.

Of course, we, the common people, look down on her. The bun boss shook his head.

Ye Liang knew what he meant.

In this era of martial arts, although Dieyi's strategy is wise, it is a little disgraceful in the end. These civilians are all descendants of warriors, and most of them are impossible to understand the usefulness of the scheme!

Naturally, it is impossible to win the respect of the common people. Besides, Dieyi's strength is not good. The means are disgraceful, and the strength is puddled! It's strange that such a leader will have people's hearts.

"It seems that it's because of Qionghua's real person." Ye Liang knew that such an unpopular Dieyi would definitely not be tenable, and if she was able to live until now, she must have the ingredients of Qionghua Zhenren.

Ye Liang already knew this truth when he sent her back. He gratefully returned the extra buns, and before the owner of the bun shop could pay attention, they suddenly disappeared from the spot, as if they had never been there.

The boss was surprised.

But when he came back to his senses, there was no one left, and when he looked at the bun in his hand, it suddenly turned into a gold bag made of gold! This is worth enough for him to open more than a dozen steamed bun shops.

"This is an encounter with a fairy!" The boss hurriedly took the gold bag into his arms.

Just when we were still talking about the Cang Sect here, there were indeed some problems with Dieyi. Just as she was about to go out on patrol this morning, several immortals out of thin air suddenly appeared in front of her.

She felt a chill in her heart.

Now she is at the gate of the uninhabited city, judging from the situation, these people should be here to block her. Cultivators can't make a move on mortals, this is an iron rule!

But if it is done in secret in a place where no one is around, there may not be monks to follow it.

"Who the hell are you! Don't you know that my grandfather is a real person from Qionghua," Dieyi said coldly. She tried to scare them away by her name.

But the person in front of him was not only not afraid, but also sneered.

"Qionghua? Ha ha! The brothers are here for Qionghua's business! A grayfriar put his hand on the ring, and his two eyes swept towards Dieyi like looking at ants: "Your grandfather made a mistake, and now he has been ambushed!" Although your granddaughter is only a mortal, your grandfather's sin is too great! A few of us have been ordered by the Hanging Pot Sect to cut you down and eradicate the roots! Don't blame us for being ruthless, if you want to blame your grandfather who shouldn't be there! ”

"Impossible! My grandfather is obviously a person from the Hanging Pot Sect, and this dragon slaying banquet was also arranged by my grandfather! He has no sin against the Hanging Pot Sect, and even has great merit! Why do you slander my grandfather like this! ”

Dieyi is still very clear about what her grandfather did.

When the monks saw Dieyi like this, they didn't continue to explain. One of them suddenly sacrificed the flying sword, and he completely ignored Dieyi's words and stabbed the flying sword in it.

"Dang!"

One hand holds the flying sword!

Just as the flying sword was about to pierce the butterfly clothes, Ye Liang suddenly emerged from the shadows. He saw everything here from beginning to end.

It's not so much a coincidence, but a deliberate one.

After Ye Liang separated from the owner of the steamed bun shop, he followed the breath of his memory ten years ago and found Dieyi who was outside the city. Because he found a few monks, he vigilantly escaped into the void.

Now that I saw these people do it, I had to expose myself.

"You're all immortals, isn't this going too far?" Ye Liang said lightly. He is now a Yuan Infant, and these monks are just the cultivation of building a foundation, so they are not worth his anger easily.

"Who are you?"

The monks in the foundation building period couldn't see through Ye Liang's cultivation, and these people were just casual cultivators with no sect and no sect, and they immediately scolded.

"TM, Lao Tzu received a bounty from the Hanging Pot Pie! What the hell is this deflated san of yours, with your little cultivation, you actually dare to be a hero to save the beauty! I think you're looking for death! The monk who took the lead in killing Butterfly said with disdain.

Ye Liang frowned.

This was the first time he had confronted the monks of Earth, and although there was a huge disparity in strength, he didn't want to lose face.

"I have no intention of killing anyone, but if you are still so disorganized, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Hey, you little deflated san still has a temper, right?" The monk looked at his companion a few times, and then burst into laughter.

Ye Liang's face was dark!

At this time, Dieyi next to him pulled Ye Liang's hand: "Brother Ye, forget it." These people are all real immortals, although I know that you are a land immortal, but don't get involved in this matter. ”