readx;? The next morning, Fang Xiaowu and the others took a little time and came to Vermilion Bird City at a speed that was neither fast nor slow. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This Vermilion Bird City was as big as the Mutian City and Martial God City that Fang Xiaowu had seen before, like a small country.

This super city did not decline because of the disaster that befell the Feng family.

On the contrary, in the past few decades, many new forces have emerged in Suzaku City, each with its own side, and it has developed rapidly, bringing many monks to Suzaku City.

As the saying goes, the nostalgia is more timid, and Fang Jingfei has just entered the city, and he has a feeling that he can't move his steps.

With the bits and pieces of memories of his childhood, he strives to find the footprints of his life here.

However, he was still the young master of the Feng family at that time, and he was only more than four years old, even if the adults dragged him out to play in the city, he hadn't been to many places.

So all he saw was strange places, and he couldn't find any resonance.

After a full hour, Fang Jingfei found a hotel with a little memory.

He vaguely remembered that when he was three and a half years old, there was an old housekeeper who carried him out to play, walked a long way, and when he passed by this hotel, he saw many people inside, so he clamored to go in to play, but he met a boy two years older than himself in the hotel, and he played until dark before reluctantly going back.

Now, more than 40 years later, he has already changed from a child to a person who is almost 50 years old, and that man should be 50 years old.

Fang Xiaowu saw Fang Jingfei's strange expression, and immediately saw some clues, so he said: "Second uncle, it's lunch time in half an hour, why don't we go into this hotel and have a few drinks, how about it?"

"Okay, you can arrange it. Fang said in surprise.

Everyone entered the hotel, because it was not yet lunch time, so there were few guests, only five or six.

Fang Jingfei saw that the hotel owner was in his thirties, so he asked, "Your Excellency's surname is Chen?"

The hotel owner was surprised and said, "Guest officer, how do you know that your surname is Chen?"

Fang Jingfei smiled and said, "Is Ling Zun's nickname called Xiaopang?"

The hotel owner was even more surprised and asked, "Guest officer, few people know my father's nickname, how do you know it?"

Fang Jingfei listened, and immediately knew that the hotel owner was the son of the boy named "Little Fat", whom he had a relationship with when he was a child.

In a blink of an eye, other people's babies are so big, and he himself is still alone.

"To be honest, I was here when I was a child, and Ling Zun was five or six years old at the time......"

"Guest officer, you won't joke anymore, will you? I see that you are only twenty-seven or eighteen years old, not to mention my father, even I am thirty years old this year......

Who am I Hearing this, he suddenly pointed to his nose and asked, "Boss, then look at me, how old am I?"

The hotel owner smiled: "If I am not mistaken, the guest officer is fifty years old at most." ”

When I heard this, I laughed as if I had heard the most ridiculous thing in the world.

Fang Xiaowu felt strange and asked, "Big brother, what are you laughing at? What's so funny about this?"

Who am I, I finally suppressed my laughter, and said with a smile: "This guy actually said that I am only fifty years old, brother, you say it is not ridiculous?"

"And how old are you?"

Fang Xiaowu's heart moved and asked.

"I don't know how old I am, but I won't be less than five hundred anyway. ”

"Five hundred years old!" the hotel owner was shocked and frightened, and said in a trembling voice: "You...... You are a cultivator......"

"What kind of cultivator? I'm an immortal. ”

Who am I, with a smug look on my face.

"Hmph. Suddenly there were two sneers outside, and he said, "If you are an immortal, this young master is an immortal and his ancestor." ”

I was stunned and said, "Do immortals also have ancestors?"

"Snort", the person outside sneered: "It turned out to be a fool, and my son thought it was ......"

"Hee-hee-hee. Fang Xue smiled coquettishly, "He's not a fool." ”

Who am I overjoyed and asked, "Eyebrow girl, if I'm not a fool, then who is a fool?"

Fang Xuemei smiled: "Grandpa Li said that those who say that others are fools are fools. ”

In an instant, several murderous auras swept into the lobby of the hotel, but they were five monks with evil faces.

These five monks were dressed in strong suits, with swords hanging from their waists, and their cultivation was all in the early stage of returning to the Pu Realm, and they were junior martial immortals.

One of them shouted: "Who is the bear child who dares to insult my son-in-law, and he is not happy to slap himself in the mouth?"

Fang Xiaowu glanced at the outside of the hall and saw that there were more than a dozen people standing outside, all of them were monks, and the leader was a young man, about the same age as himself, and he was in his twenties.

Fang Xiaowu smiled and asked, "Who are you?"

An old man standing behind the young man sneered: "Let you die and understand, my son's surname is Shao, and he is the ...... of Vermilion Bird City."

Without waiting for this person to finish speaking, Fang Jingfei suddenly asked, "Are you from the Miaojian Sect of Vermilion Bird City?"

The old man said proudly, "It turns out that you have also heard of our Miaojian Sect. ”

Fang Jingfei said slowly: "Thirty-nine years ago, seven masters came to Vermilion Bird City, one of them claimed to be Miao Jian Wushuang, defeated hundreds of sword cultivators with the power of one person, and opened a mountain in the city, called Miao Jian Gate. In just over thirty years, the Miaojian Gate has grown to thousands of people, and Miaojian Wushuang is known as the second sword of Vermilion Bird City. ”

Fang Xiaowu asked, "Who is the number one sword in Vermilion Bird City?"

Fang Jingfei's expression was slightly peculiar, and he said, "The person who is known as the number one sword in Vermilion Bird City is called the Seven Peerless Princes. ”

"Seven Peerless Sons?"

"This person is known as the first swordsmanship, the first knife technique, the first fist technique, the first palm technique, the first fingering technique, the first Yuan force, and the first exercise, so he is called the 'Seven Uniques', and he is handsome and chic, he looks only in his twenties, and the people of Vermilion Bird City respect him as the 'Seven Absolute Son'. ”

After Fang Xiaowu heard this, he couldn't help but think of "Mowgli Son".

Suddenly, the young man surnamed Shao smiled and said, "Your Excellency really knows a lot about Vermilion Bird City. ”

Fang Jingfei smiled faintly and said: "Thirty years ago, Miaojian Wushuang accepted a righteous son, less than thirty years old, named Shao Guangyuan, this Shao Guangyuan is your father, right?"

"Bold!" several people said angrily, "You dare to call me the name of the young master of the Miaojian Sect, do you really want to die?"

Fang Jingfei said: "Joke, Shao Guangyuan is not the emperor, others can call him by his name, of course I can call him." By the way, what are you people from the Miaojian Sect doing here?"

"Stop. The young man surnamed Shao waved his hand to stop the people from the Miaojian Sect from making a move, although he couldn't recognize Fang Xiaowu and the others, but after some observation, he felt that this group of people was not easy to mess with, and felt that it was better not to do it first, and asked, "I don't know Your Excellency's name?"

"My name is Feng Jiu. Fang said in surprise.

Of course, others didn't know that "Feng Jiu" was the last person in the Suzaku Feng family, and the young man surnamed Shao naturally didn't know, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Brother Feng." I don't know what Brother Feng is doing in Vermilion Bird City?"

"Worship ancestors. ”

"Ancestor worship?"

Fang Jingfei didn't explain, and said: "I don't think you are here for fun, can you look at my face and don't touch this hotel at all." ”

Fang Xiaowu said secretly: "Second Uncle really deserves to be the head of the Fang family, and he can see at a glance that the people from the Miao Sword Sect are not good. Strange, this hotel is not very big, why did Miaojianmen come to the door?"

The young man surnamed Shao laughed strangely and said, "Brother Feng has good eyesight, but Brother Feng, you are not a local, you don't know the truth of this hotel, please don't interfere, so as not to get into trouble." ”

Fang Jingfei turned his head to look at the hotel owner and asked, "Have you offended the people of the Miaojian Sect?"

The hotel owner hurriedly said: "No matter how bold you are, you don't dare to offend the people of Miaojianmen." ”

"Then this matter is strange, since you haven't offended the people of the Miaojian Sect, why did the people of the Miaojian Sect come to ......"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw several people coming out of the hotel, all of them monks, with treasure swords on their bodies, and their momentum was extraordinary.

One person shouted: "Shao Zijie, do you want to be embarrassed by the Miaojian Gate?"

Shao Zijie sneered and said, "Tian Xi, you dare to insult my Miaojian Gate, within ten days, you will shed your skin if you don't die!"

Tian Wei laughed and said, "It's so majestic, it's really worthy of being the little master of the Miaojian Sect." However, my Hengdaomen is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and if you want to rob this hotel, you have to ask me if the big knife in the hands of the three thousand children of Hengdaomen agrees. ”

"Tian Xi, don't you really want to live?"

"Shao Zijie, although you are Shao Guangyuan's son, the old man is also a protector of the Hengdaomen, how can he be afraid of you?"

"Okay, you come out and see if your sword is fast or my sword is fast. ”

"Hmph, I'm afraid you won't make it?"

After Tian Wei finished speaking, he was about to walk out.

Seeing this, the monks who came out with Tian Wei hurriedly stopped Tian Wei and prevented him from going out to fight Shao Zijie.

One of them persuaded: "Tian Protector, although this kid is young, his swordsmanship is not trivial, let's wait a little longer." ”

Tian Wei shouted: "Everyone has deceived the door, you still want me to wait, don't you want me to bow to their Miaojian Gate? Get out of the way, I'm going out and fight this kid. ”

Suddenly, I heard a man say, "If you go out, you will definitely die." ”

The person who spoke was Fang Xiaowu.

He could vaguely see that Tian Hui really wanted to fight with Shao Zijie, Tian Hui's knife must not be as fast as Shao Zijie, and he had to be killed by Shao Zijie.

Although he learned swords and was famous for his swords, he had a preference for knives, and Tian Wei was a swordsman, so he didn't want to see Tian Wei die under Shao Zijie's sword.

"You kid dare to meddle in things, believe it or not, old man......"

An old man from the Miaojian Gate sneered.

"What my second uncle just said is what I want to say, whoever this hotel belongs to, and whoever dares to fight this hotel's crooked idea, I will be the first to disagree. ”

"Why are you?"

"With this sword in my hand. ”

After Fang Xiaowu finished speaking, he took out the green jade sword.

This sword is no longer an ordinary sword, but has been made into a divine sword by Fang Xiaowu, but its appearance has not changed, and its color is not very good, so unless it is a truly clever person, no one can see that this is a divine weapon that is enough to split a heaven-level sword.

(The number of chapters in the last two chapters was wrong, and this chapter is the real 1185 chapters.) ）