After the mud bodhisattva left, Xia Jie sorted out the paperwork in his hand, and after making a few instructions, he completely let it go.

After all, in the past seven years, all the affairs of the Tianxia Association have been managed in an orderly manner by Wen Chouchou and others, and he is just nodding, and too much interference will add to the chaos.

As a result, Xia Jie suddenly found that he didn't seem to have anything to do.

He has broken through the Jindan, and he must fight steadily for a period of time, and he must not be aggressive. And those so-called martial arts realms are very chicken, there is no difference between practicing and not practicing, just have that knowledge.

Because of the gap between the immortal classes, it is very obvious in him, Bu Jingyun, and the nameless three.

Even if the nameless energy is condensed into a sword, its strength is not as strong as the strength obtained by Bu Jingyun's cultivation of "Water and Fire True Skill", and who is the strength of Bu Jingyun born from, this is naturally self-evident.

Therefore, after his breakthrough now, his strength has made great progress, and with his divine sense alone, he can already let go to a hundred meters, which is more powerful than the Dao realm.

"Take advantage of this time to take a good rest, it's time to relax after such a long retreat."

Xia Jie has been in retreat for seven years, but not only his appearance has not changed, but even his personality is roughly the same, after all, he is often in a closed state, and his perception of the outside world has not changed, but he is eager to communicate.

After making up his mind, he directly carried the wine bottle and began to visit the door from door to door.

Nie Ren King, the first evil emperor, they are all energetic, and they often take blood Bodhi tonic porridge to cultivate their body, and their posture has not changed much, but as a result, when several people get together like this, there is a strange feeling that time has stood still when they get together on the table.

Everything is like yesterday, only the four maturing 'little guys' have changed.

Although Xia Jie did not always pay attention to their growth, in the past seven years, the four of them got along day and night with the second dream of Chuchu.

There are the advice of the father's master on the outside, and the attraction of each other's personalities inside, and there is no eye-opening small role to intervene. This relationship naturally comes naturally.

After the parents of the two sides consulted, they selected November 22 as the wedding date of the four of them from the several good days left by the mud bodhisattva.

Immediately, the whole world was busy, all kinds of materials, all kinds of etiquette, all in accordance with the highest standards of preparation.

……

The mud bodhisattva rode a horse, with a bamboo basket hanging from his waist, and inside was a fiery red monkey, followed by three silent youths in black warrior suits, quietly walking through the wide city road.

His gaze was as sharp as an arrow, constantly scanning the faces of passers-by, judging from their eyebrows, ears, and lip lines.

Looking at it, the mud bodhisattva couldn't help but recall Xia Jie's instructions before leaving, Xia Jie clearly asked him to trace the emperor Shakti based on the nameless face!

The mud bodhisattva who heard the news was shocked, "I didn't expect that the martial arts myth was nameless, and it turned out to be the heir of that person!" ”

So he combined the nameless birth date and his physiognomy to immediately approve a fate, and came up with a plausible answer, although he did not specifically point to the emperor, but this information also gave him a general direction.

L.a.!

Therefore, the mud bodhisattva led people all the way to here. He felt that even if he was wrong, as long as he came here, he would inevitably find more information.

"Well......?" Suddenly, when the mud bodhisattva recalled, he saw a figure running by a horse in a hurry from the street, the horse was very fast, and the pedestrians on the street were shocked to lean against the wall, not daring to approach the main road for half a step.

The streets were wide, and the men did not clash with the four-man horse team, and the two sides staggered.

The mud bodhisattva turned his head to look and watched the man disappear into the street.

He was stunned, and muttered in his mouth: "This person's face bones are three points similar, and his eyes and ears are six points similar, and his mother must have a kinship with that person within six generations!" ”

The three young warriors took a breath, looked at each other, and one of them said happily, "Then I'll arrest him?" ”

"Nope." The mud bodhisattva shook his head to stop the man's movements, but when he shook it, it caused the pus on his face to ache.

He quickly took the fire monkey out of the basket and brought it close to his cheek, the monkey was no more than the size of an elbow, and it was very skillful in bringing its mouth to the mud bodhisattva's face, sucking out the yellow and white pus from the hole in the rotten sore, and spitting it on the ground.

Rao is three people have long been accustomed to seeing this scene along the way, and they are also disgusting, but they have to wait aside, waiting for the next step of the mud bodhisattva.

"Hiss......"

When the pustule gradually subsided, the mud bodhisattva breathed a sigh of relief. After drinking the tonic porridge, his body and bones improved a lot, and although the poisonous sores were committed more diligently, they were obviously getting better.

Then, he turned his head indifferently and explained, "Although that person is related to the target, he is also a distant relative, and there is little point in catching him, and the main helper is not these kittens and fish." ”

The three of them paused for a moment and asked cautiously, "What the mud bodhisattva said is, then you see, let's continue to Los Angeles next?" ”

The gang leader sent them to follow the mud bodhisattva this time, but he didn't let them run around at will, and his core task was to follow the mud bodhisattva and protect him. If they really find the trace of the target and encounter an irresistible enemy, the three of them will immediately disperse and pass the news back.

"Don't be in a hurry, let the old man do the math."

The mud bodhisattva's eyes closed slightly, leaving only a touch of the whites of his eyes at the three of them.

"Yes, yes."

Although they are only the bottom existence among the first-class martial artists, here, they have the confidence to face all foreign enemies, and if they are placed in a small place, they are also masters who can open a sect.

So he didn't deliberately change the formation at the moment, just stood in the back, waiting for the mud bodhisattva's calculation.

The pedestrians were in a hurry, and after more than ten minutes, the mud bodhisattva opened his eyes suspiciously.

"No, that's wrong! Although that man is a distant relative, his life is extremely strange, and he seems to have existed for many years, according to my calculations, he should have died a long time ago!! ”

"What?" The three of them were shocked, if the mud bodhisattva's calculation was correct, then it was a 'dead man' who ran over just now?

As everyone knows, the mud bodhisattva was also very surprised, and only at this moment did he believe what Xia Jie said, this person who has lived for two thousand years may really exist.

Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at Los Angeles, which was close at hand, and then looked at the direction where the person was going, and he suddenly ordered, "Although that person's behavior is suspicious and his identity is special, according to the old man's calculation just now, I am afraid that there are bigger secrets in this Los Angeles, let's take a look at the city!" ”

When he calculated the man's fortune, he suddenly found that he and Nameless's fortune had a common turning point, and this turning point was in Los Angeles.

"Yes."

The three of them also knew the seriousness of the matter, so they immediately separated one person to open the way in front, and the other two guarded behind the mud bodhisattva's horse, so that he could see the situation around him at any time, and he could protect him in this defensive circle.

At this moment, Los Angeles, the city lord's mansion.

Luo Xianzheng sat at the round table with a uncertain expression, her white hand holding a blue and white jade cup with two flower teas floating in it.

"Lord Godmother, this time it's the Holy Lord's order, don't be too angry." The maid next to her walked up softly, put her bare hands on her neck and shoulders, and pressed softly.

"I'm not angry, I'm just very strange why the master would give such an order!"

Luo Xian ripped off the mask on his cheek, drank the flower tea, and then put the jade cup on the table heavily, gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words, "I'm tired of being the king, and I'm going to have some cat and mouse tricks, so I have to be so boring!" ”

"Shh~" The maid lowered her head, shuffled softly, and exhaled Ruolan blowing in her ears.

She pressed her delicate face to Luo Xian's shoulder, her slender fingers around her chin and neck, and whispered faintly, "Lord Godmother, please be careful, otherwise the slave is not sure if it will hurt you." ”

Luo Xian felt the mischievous energy on her fingers, and instead of being angry, she laughed, "Look, I just said that immortality is boring, right?" You learned martial arts from your master two hundred years ago, and now your skills are extremely close to the Dao realm, but you are still willing to be a maid. ”

"Huh."

The maid's fingers caressed Luo Xian's side face, feeling the delicate and silky touch of the fingertips, and said with a smile: "Everyone has a different way of living, who can guarantee that they are right?" ”

It's not that she doesn't have a chance to climb up, but over the years, she has seen too many favored disciples like the Divine Mother, but after their skills have been improved to the limit, the slightest mistake will be killed, without exception.

She didn't know the reason, and she didn't want to know, just as she didn't know why the Emperor Shakti could give them a new life, and why he could take away their cultivation at any time.

"Really? So you're right? ”

Luo Xianxiu frowned slightly, and refilled herself with a cup of tea, and a faint fragrance of flowers wafted out of the cup, which calmed her mind a little.

The maid gently pressed her shoulder and neck again, and whispered, "The slave doesn't know if her choice is right or wrong, but you, Lord Divine Mother, if you don't act according to the Holy Lord's orders, it will definitely be wrong." ”

Listening to the chill in these words, Luo Xian sneered, "I know, isn't it just to accompany the master to perform a play?" I'll just do it. ”

As she spoke, she glanced at the letterhead on the table, pressed it with her bare hand, and the strength of her palm gushed out, suddenly crushing it.

"It just so happens that the two disciples of Xia Jie are about to get married, prepare a congratulatory gift, and I will send it to him personally!"

The maid smiled, as if she wanted to see her deflated. "The leader of the family is not married, and our woman personally sends gifts to the door, isn't it going to be shameless and infamous."

But Luo Xian pursed his lips and drank two sips of warm tea, and said as a matter of course, "If I don't seize this opportunity, then it will be even more embarrassing if I go in the future." Since the Holy Lord wants to play with this new number one master in the world, how can I make him wait for a long time? ”