After listening to the elder's words, Xiang Hong finally understood that the purpose of letting him go with him was to prevent being attacked by those horse bandits again. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Xiang Hong has lost all his spiritual power and has lost the ability to fly, and it is okay to go down with these people, at least these people have been living in this desert, and it will be more secure to have them lead the way.

"Then I'll stay and continue to bother for a while." Xiang Hong pondered for a moment before agreeing to the elder's request.

A hint of joy flashed on the elder's face, and he said, "Thank you, Immortal Master, for ignoring your past suspicions. Please go back and rest, we will start packing today, and we will leave for the south at noon! ”

Xiang Hong snorted, turned around and walked out of the tent, leaving the elder and the middle-aged man in the tent.

After a while, the middle-aged man walked up to the elder, lowered his voice to an extremely low level, and said, "Elder, this person is of unknown origin, it may be a fallen immortal, do you really want him to go with us?" ”

The elder sat in place, shook his head after a moment of silence and said: "There is no other way at the moment, most of those horse bandits have gotten the news, as long as that thing is still in our hands, these horse bandits should not give up easily, and they can't find a suitable immortal master right now, so they can only rely on this Xiang Hong." ”

After the elder finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the middle-aged man and ordered: "You are responsible for Xiang Hong's daily life, now that we have a request for others, we must not be lazy!" ”

"Yes!" The middle-aged man bowed, and then walked out of the tent quickly.

At this moment, Xiang Hong has walked to a meadow on the outskirts of the village, lying on the ground on his back facing the sky, not far from the side is the sparkling lake, the light wind blows the lake, wave after wave on the embankment, there is a rhythmic whooshing sound, in the clear blue and high sky, a few white clouds are slowly fluttering.

Xiang Hong yawned, put his hands behind his head, and lifted Erlang's legs.

Some time ago, Xiang Hong first fought with the demon clan in the Western Regions, and then went to the secret realm of Qianzhong Peak to destroy the ancestor warship, and then fought many monks under the cloud shark at sea, and finally returned to the Sun Moon Sect.

At this moment, between this blue sky and fertile fields, Xiang Hong can be regarded as enjoying a rare relaxation.

In the distant village, the villagers were already busy, removing heavy felt from their tents, packing them into rolls and stacking them neatly on the frames.

Sorting, packing, stacking, everything went in order, and it was obvious that these people had long been accustomed to this life of moving around.

Xiang Hong squinted at the busy crowd in the village, and suddenly a crisp voice sounded from his side.

"Hey, are you an immortal?"

Xiang Hong was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at his side, and it was the little girl with two ponytails yesterday who spoke. Xiang Hong smiled, looked at the little girl and said, "Do you know what an immortal is?" ”

"I know!" The little girl sat in the meadow with a big ass, pulled up the grass around her with both hands, and said in a crisp voice: "Immortals can go to the sky and enter the earth, using all kinds of shiny magic weapons, anyway, they are very powerful!" ”

Xiang Hong laughed twice, looked at this little girl with interest and said, "Then do you think I am very powerful?" ”

"Hmm......" The little girl looked Xiang Hong up and down, shook her head and said, "You are more powerful, but you are not particularly powerful." ”

Xiang Hong sneered and asked, "What's your name?" ”

The little girl looked up at Xiang Hong, a pair of big flickering eyes flashed, and her voice was crisp and loud: "My name is Ying, everyone calls me A-Ying!" ”

Xiang Hongleng paused for a moment, thought for a while, and then asked, "Don't you have a surname, only one name?" ”

"No one in our village has a surname." Ah Ying's speech was fast, crackling like pouring beans.

"The elder said that we are a branch of the Suiren clan, and because we have left our own clan, we don't have a surname, only a first name."

At this moment, suddenly a middle-aged man's voice sounded on the side: "A-Ying, you are running around again!" ”

Xiang Hong turned his head to see that it was A-Ying's father, the middle-aged man who brought him back to the village.

"I'm not running around!" A-Ying pouted her little mouth high, like a bulging chick.

Ah Ying's father walked closer, Zou frowned and said, "This immortal master is our honored guest, you can't disturb at will, go and pack your things, we are about to set off for the south." ”

A-Ying grimaced, then stood up and ran towards the village.

The middle-aged man turned to look at Xiang Hong, and said respectfully: "I'm sorry, the little girl has been negligent in discipline since she was a child, which made the immortal master smile." ”

Xiang Hong smiled and waved his hand, and said, "I still don't know what to call you?" ”

"In the Lower Zhonghai." The middle-aged man replied.

Xiang Hong nodded slightly, and then asked, "Just now A-Ying said that you are a branch of the Suiren Clan?" ”

Zhonghai's face changed slightly, and he smiled and said, "The child is talking nonsense, the Suiren clan has been extinct in the war a hundred years ago, how can we have anything to do with it. ”

Xiang Hong snorted and didn't ask any more questions, although Zhonghai's answer was obviously untrue, but Xiang Hong had no intention of looking into their origins.

Zhonghai continued to speak: "Immortal Master, the whole village has been cleaned up, should we go on the road now?" ”

Xiang Hong nodded, stood up from the ground and said, "Okay, let's go." ”

……

A long dragon composed of dozens of carriages meandered across the vast desert, and Xiang Hong was riding a black-maned horse at the moment, following the side of the convoy.

The previous golden disciple clothes of the Sun Moon Sect were already in tatters, Zhonghai brought Xiang Hong a set of clothes, and after Xiang Hong changed into it, he was no different from the people in the village, and he was more integrated into this collective.

Xiang Hong rode forward, and in a wide carriage in front of him, the elderly elder and seven or eight children sat in it, and A-Ying was also in this group of children, and her crisp voice was particularly clear.

"Grandpa Elder, can you tell us the story of the opening of the heavens and the earth?"

The old elder sat in front of the frame, nodded with a smile, and then began to speak.

"Many 10,000 years ago, the heavens and the earth were a piece of chaos, and there was a headless giant named Xingtian, who ran forever in this chaos."

"Xingtian kept running, and then he found a bright light, Xingtian was attracted by this light, kept chasing, and finally melted by the light because he got too close, after Xingtian died, his body precipitated in the chaos, and formed the current earth, and that light turned into the sun."

"Hahaha......" Xiang Hong suddenly couldn't help laughing loudly on the side, making the elders and a group of children a little inexplicable.

After laughing, Xiang Hong rode on his horse and said loudly: "Xingtian is not headless, he has seven heads, but they were all blasted by me with a spirit cannon." The light was not the sun, it was a neutron bomb that I detonated. ”

Xiang Hong paused, thought for a while and continued: "Speaking of which, it is not Xingtian who opens the world, it should be me. ”

"Ahem......" The elder in the carriage looked at Xiang Hong, a look of embarrassment flashed on his face.

"Immortal Master, the bruise on your head looks very serious......"