Stepping on a pair of cloth shoes, Cen Jiushan walked alone on the street. The lively bazaar was full of people, but he always remembered the song of a hundred miles in his heart.

"It's been half a year, and I don't know if Lao Jiu has woken up, whether his master has cured his injuries......"

"Get out of the way!

A few noisy voices suddenly came from afar, and Cen Jiushan looked up, and a team of men and horses carrying large flags were speeding towards him with whips.

Turning sideways and stepping aside, Cen Jiushan planned to let the group pass before leaving.

"Mother, there's a sugar gourd there!" a childish voice sounded in his ears, Cen Jiushan turned his head to look, and a little girl about five or six years old broke free from her mother's hand and ran across the street.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

On the other side, dozens of tall horses have rushed over with great momentum.

"Wenwen!" the mother screamed, and the crowd around her was even more shocked.

"Oh no!" Cen Jiushan was also in his heart, and subconsciously raised his feet and took a step!

Amid the exclamations of the crowd, the two horses at the front stopped alive, raised their hooves high, and after they neighed, they fell to the ground.

"Awesome! As soon as the young man stepped forward, the horse would have known how to stop!"

"What an amazing scene!"

"Are you okay?" Cen Jiushan looked at the little girl in his arms with a smile on his face and asked softly.

The little girl was very well-behaved, knowing that she was almost in trouble just now, she nodded, and said in a milky voice: "Thank you bald uncle for saving Wenwen." ”

"Uncle bald?" Cen Jiushan was slightly stunned, and then laughed.

"Wenwen, Wenwen, are you okay?" At this time, her mother also ran over, hugged the little girl, and anxiously checked up and down.

"It's okay, mother, it was Uncle Bald who saved me!" the little girl pointed to Cen Jiushan Road.

"Wenwen must not be rude! Thank you master for saving my daughter's life, the little woman is grateful!" the woman thanked.

"Master?" Cen Jiushan was stunned again.

The profession of monk does exist in the East China Sea Continent, and the reason is that it is influenced by the Moxa Continent in the West. However, the number of followers of these religions is very small, and the relevant scriptures are pitifully few, and they have never heard of any practitioners, all of whom are made up of mortals.

He was actually regarded as a monk?

Cen Jiushan couldn't laugh or cry.

"It turned out to be a master!"

"No wonder! I heard that those masters are all compassionate, and they are really good people!"

"It's really Amitabha...... What's going on?"

"It's Amitabha!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

At this time, a warm current poured into the dantian of Cen Jiushan.

"It's!"

Cen Jiushan was taken aback, the power of merit! The power of merit in the dantian suddenly increased a little!

The so-called saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, and the merit is immeasurable. It's just that he doesn't understand this truth yet.

"Stinky monk, you are so bold, you actually blocked the way of the immortals, and you can't find death!"

The man on the tall horse shouted angrily.

Cen Jiushan glanced at him, then got up and prepared to walk aside with the mother and daughter.

"Want to go?"

The man on horseback jumped down and drew his saber to stop the three of them.

"Stinky monk, do you still want to go to the way of the immortals, where is your broken temple, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will demolish it today!" the man said loudly.

Cen Jiushan met his gaze and said indifferently: "Although Buddhism is not prevalent in the East China Sea Continent, it is also the belief of some people. Your Excellency is a stinky monk and threatens to demolish the temple, which is a bit arrogant. ”

"Bah!" the man spat on the ground and said, "What's wrong with Lao Tzu calling you a stinky monk? What's wrong with Lao Tzu just demolishing your broken temple? Tell you, Lao Tzu is naturally unaccustomed to you bald donkeys, and he doesn't have any fart skills!

Cen Jiushan shook his head and said, "These, I really won't know now." ”

"Hahaha! You really can't say it now!" The man laughed and said, "Come on, escort these three people back to me!"

"Mother!" When the little girl heard this, her face turned pale with fright, and she hurriedly hugged her mother.

"Adults spare their lives, children are not sensible, please spare your lives!" the woman begged for mercy again and again.

The people around them also blamed the riders, but after facing the cold gazes of the dozens of horseback men, everyone kept silent.

Cen Jiushan frowned slightly, this kind of ruffian-like existence, he wouldn't have paid attention to it at all before. But now, not to mention that his cultivation has descended to the Dao realm, the power of merit is even less used, and he doesn't know how to reappear in a slightly increased situation like just now.

"Verbosity, can't you go!" a slightly impatient voice sounded among the iron riders.

"Shangxian is angry!Let's go, let's go!" The man who took the lead laughed and laughed, "What are you guys still doing in a daze, don't take it for me!"

"Yes!"

Cen Jiushan looked and saw that the person urging was a man about forty years old. Although his cultivation has been greatly reduced, Cen Jiushan's eyesight is still there. If you are not mistaken, that man is only in the Nine Rank Dao Realm, and he dares to let others call him an immortal.

Just as Cen Jiushan was about to be forced to make a move, a palm suddenly pressed on his shoulder, and a deep voice came from behind him.

"You are not afraid to be small, just the Nine Rank Dao Realm is vainly claiming to be an immortal, aren't you afraid of attracting the disaster of killing!"

Cen Jiushan turned his head, his eyes widening.

"Who are you, old boy!" the man in the lead continued to shout arrogantly.

And among that group of people, the Nine Rank Dao Realm, which was originally arrogant, was a little sluggish at this time.

"Are you...... Husband ......" Cen Jiushan said uncertainly.

The bearded man glanced at him, laughed and said, "Cen Daoyou, I haven't seen him for many years, and now it's really impressive!"

"Ah! I remember!" Cen Jiushan's eyes lit up, "Your Excellency is the husband Jiang of the Chishui War Zone, the husband is the marshal! Thanks to the help of the marshal back then, our brothers were fortunate enough to escape, please accept Cen Mou's worship!"

"Yo! I can't help it!" Fu Jiang hurriedly held Cen Jiushan's arms and said with a smile, "What's the point of worrying about trivial matters, you are now a 'master', so don't bother Fu Mou." ”

The two talked and laughed, and everyone looked puzzled. But when these words were heard in the ears of the Nine Rank Dao Realm, it seemed to be earth-shattering thunder!

Did you leave the Chishui War Zone?

He is a nine-rank Dao realm, if he doesn't know anything about the Southern War Zone, then he can just die!

What does it mean to be handsome? At the very least, they are all strong people who have broken through the limit of the Nine Rank Dao Realm! It is more likely that he has dominated the Heavenly Pavilion with the title of "God of War"!

"Smack!"

The Nine Rank Dao Realm fell off the horse's back and crawled to the ground in front of the two of them.

"The little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and he collided with two adults, please spare your life, and your life will be spared!"

Pounding his head like garlic, tears are falling, so pitiful.