Out of the pit again, Wu Bi's mood was completely different - when he first arrived in Zhongzhou, he was driven down by Long Jing, he was flustered and worried, and he just wanted to quickly subdue Qu Nansheng, and when he took Qu Nansheng to be reborn and break the realm...... It is when your own manpower is untidy and most vulnerable, and you just want to survive.

It wasn't until this time that Wu Bifang had a feeling that the sky was high and the sea was wide - the border land between Yin and An was like a wild world, and the cultivators of various factions were in a state of fire and water, and they did not hesitate to fight for their lives for some cultivation resources, and the mortals here were caught in the middle by several forces, like ants, insects, and pigs.

And Wu Bi had imagined that the decent sect had done nothing, and allowed the two gangs of Chenghelou, Jiulipo and Bafang Lake to do nothing......

What could be better to be a hero?

The next task of Wu Bi is to grasp the demands of all parties, and then allow them in batches......

Of course, everyone will definitely not be able to do it - in Wu Bi's heart, this battle will have to kill thousands of people, and there are a few obstacles that have to be removed. But in addition, the rest of the people are naturally able to attract as much as they can, and strive to fill Qu Nansheng's head with that wisp of greenery.

After clarifying his thoughts, Wu Bi took a step forward with his true appearance and walked to Beiqiao Town, the first stop of this trip-he had said earlier that he would sell some Zhongzhou specialties in Beiqiao Town, but he has been busy until now and forgot about it......

"Where are you going now?Beiqiao Town?" Fox Lai sniffed the familiar smell, and his eyes lit up, "It's been a long time since I've heard a storyteller tell a story, I'm going to hear it, where is the recent story!"

"You go, you go, and I'll look for you in a moment. Seeing the little fox's impatient look, Wu Bi waved his hand, "Don't run around, if you run far away and delay the big thing, I'll pull your tail off." ”

Hu Lai hurriedly put away his tail and turned into a human form, and ran to the market in Beiqiao Town, while Wu Bishi Shiran walked behind, preparing to go through the grassroots level in Beiqiao Town as he did when he first came into contact with the pit people, to understand the hearts of the people here, and to see what kind of hero they needed......

Walking through restaurants, teahouses, green buildings, and hotels, Wu Bi found that the answers he got were surprisingly unanimous - the townspeople of Beiqiao Town all scoffed at the word "hero" and didn't believe it at all.

"If there is a hero in this world, it can only be the God of Wealth, as soon as I give it up, he will give me a few taels of gold to be happy and happy. "A lazy man on the side of the road plucked his nose.

"Hero, can you beat the gods? Shovel that building, take out the three hundred pet concubines, and divide them among everyone. "Under the wall, the first-class hooligan stretched out his foot and trampled on an ant.

"Hero...... I've seen that there were a lot of slaughters in Dingcheng back then, and the screams when they died were not as good as a fart. "Under the sun, the old man swallowed the clouds and spit out fog like a chimney.

Wu Bi spent a few hours walking around, listening to dozens of people's speeches, and finally came to the conclusion that the townspeople of Beiqiao had been under the nose of the crane tower for too long, and they were used to seeing the methods of the gods, and the hero was a big leech for them, a little bigger than the ants, but they still died at the feet of the immortals.

And after Wu Bi understood their answer, there was no wave in his heart, and he even wanted to laugh - since "immortals" are the ceiling in their hearts, then if there is someone who is more powerful than immortals, breaking their awe of immortals and satisfying their needs, isn't he a hero?

From this point of view, the appeal of the townspeople in Beiqiao Town is actually very simple, knowing that they can't turn over the palm of the fairy's hand, so whoever is powerful depends on whom they live......

Well, a very contented group of people.

After a little calculation, Wu Bi found a few children in the town, and taught them a limerick poem at the cost of dried meat: "Take the crane tower, make people sad, occupy the favored concubine, and delicate the food; Qu Nansheng, if you don't agree, grab the tall building, and feast the old and the young!"

The rumors in the market spread like this - in the next few days, although the townspeople of Beiqiao don't know what "Qu Nansheng" is, they are also a little looking forward to it, wanting to see who dares to provoke the crane tower so unsightly, and change the rules to distribute the things in the building to everyone?

Among them, the idlers and lazy people have a lot of discussions, just because the poem says "feast the old and the young", so does it count as one?

But this is all for later, and it is said that Wu Bi sorted out the situation in Beiqiao Town, and slowly went to the market to find the little fox, and was bumping into the storyteller standing at the head of the bridge, talking to the surrounding townspeople.

Wu Bi was not in a hurry to meet the fox, but stood outside the crowd, and also took advantage of the time to listen to it - how charming is the storyteller, which provokes the little fox to run over to listen to the book for the first time?

"It is said that this 'Seven Star Dao flew to wreak havoc, and the sword qi magic power slashed the seven sons' has finally reached the third time, and today I will teach you to be in it and see it with your own eyes...... As long as the officials give us a sound?" The storyteller is a blind man, and when he said this, he knocked the broken bowl on the ground with a bamboo stick in his hand, and a big man on the side hurriedly raised the bowl and walked around the field.

But most of the audience pretended to chat and didn't respond, and only a few guys who seemed to be Gongzi were rewarded with a few copper coins.

Wu Bi only heard the title of the play and knew that the storyteller was talking nonsense - the seven sons obviously had nothing to do with the sword qi demon, and in order to deceive some traffic, this storyteller did his best.

Thinking about it, Wu Bi looked at the fox from afar, and found that this guy was still full of anticipation and relish, and at first glance, he listened to the excitement when he saw that he didn't need money - this guy clearly knew what was going on at that time.

Wu Bi pushed away the spectators and walked towards the fox, and was just when he heard the storyteller's voice speak with emotion - only said that the sword qi demon was completely black, and he could cut a hundred miles with a gesture......

The Sword Qi Demon carried the Seven Sons Sword Formation and cut the Seven Sons into one - Hearing this, Wu Bi nodded, and said in his heart Except for the Sword Qi Demon who was not himself, what he said was really the same.

Then the seventh son tried his best to stab the sword qi demon but nothing happened - this is a bit fake, although Wu Bi's giant physique can carry it, there are still secret injuries, and it can't be said that it is "completely fine".

When Wu Bi was about to walk to Hulai's side, the storyteller reached the climax: "It is said that the sword qi demon is not human, and the demon is not a demon...... There is only one change in one skill, and its true appearance is actually a knife!"

When Wu Bi heard this, he was a few steps slower, and then he heard that the storyteller continued: "The skill of hiding mustard seeds with a sword, and with a wave of his hand, there will be a helper to break the void......"

"Being a demagoguery can make people lose their ......sanity," the storyteller paused, "The sword that killed the Seventh Son in the end was actually stabbed by Shen Mingxuan, the first disciple of the Seven Star Dao!

Wu Bi's heart shook violently, and he pretended to be calm and walked to the side of the fox, his mind was a little confused.

"Damn, who's the sword qi demon!" "Now he killed another ruthless one, how many did he count?" "Count seven or one?"

When the visitor saw that the storyteller had stopped, he immediately shouted.

"This person is from outside the sky, has two faces, and is not an immortal ......" The storyteller looked at Wu Bi with a pair of empty eyes, "I know what will happen next......

"Let's let the storyteller drink a glass of water and listen to it?" The bowl rang out again, shaking Wu Bi's scalp.