Leng Wufeng was dressed in a black robe, holding his hands behind his back, and looking at Zhang Yang with appreciation. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"You kid did a good job this time, you didn't lose the face of the sword spirit, which makes me feel very relieved......"

Zhang Yang bowed his body, and his face did not show the slightest smugness.

"Master Xie doesn't blame the disciple for causing great trouble to the Sword Pavilion!!

"Hmph! Trouble, what kind of trouble is this, I have been in trouble for 10,000 years since the establishment of the Sword Pavilion, and I have never been afraid of trouble! Don't worry, Zhang Yang, I already know the decision of the pavilion master. From now on, without the protection of the Sword Pavilion, when you walk the world alone, you must pay attention to safety! Things in the world are strange, you must know what kind of strength you have to do what kind of things!"

Zhang Yang saluted respectfully, and a sense of pride permeated his body, "Thank you Pavilion Master for your concern, the disciple must act carefully and practice hard, and the day he returns to the Pavilion will be the time for the disciple to make a name for himself on the Heavenly Continent!"

"Good!"

Leng Wufeng snorted in a deep voice, and his eyes became more and more appreciative when he looked at Zhang Yang.

"Get on the road! You must always remember that the Sword Pavilion is your home! This is your final destination! If you are tired outside and encounter difficulties, come back here, as long as you return here, everything will be solved!"

"Yes, Master, the disciple will never forget !!"

Zhang Yang bowed deeply to Leng Wufeng, and then bowed sideways in the direction of Sword Pavilion Sword Mountain.

Turning around to wait for the broken hat, Zhang Yang set off again, walking towards the bottom of the mountains of the Sword Pavilion.

............

Three months later, the mountains of the Sword Pavilion were faintly visible in the distance, and a gravel avenue three feet wide stretched out from afar.

The main road is full of pedestrians, including some martial arts cultivators dressed in jewels.

At this moment, a young man who looked like a beggar walked slowly from the far side of the road, the young man was in tatters, and there was hardly a complete piece of clothing to cover his body.

Wearing a broken hat with only a few main bones left, and a pair of black and stinky straw sandals under his feet, his two restless toes were exposed and rubbing against each other, looking ridiculous.

When the pedestrians walking on the road saw this beggar, they all covered their noses and avoided early, looking disgusted.

The young man didn't care at all, walked to a big rock on the side of the road, sat casually, and crossed Erlang's legs. Take off the hat, take off the rotten straw shoes on your feet, bask in the sun, rub your feet vigorously, grin stupidly, and glance back and forth at the pedestrians.

"Finally out of the mountains of the Sword Pavilion...... Zhang Yang sighed in his heart, feeling like he was reincarnated.

Actually, Zhang Yang was out of the Sword Pavilion once. But that time, he followed Zhao Dewei and the others to ride the Mixed Earth Beast, and he took the right way to enter and exit the Sword Pavilion, so it only took a few days to get out of the Sword Pavilion mountains.

But this time, Zhang Yang pretended to be an ordinary passerby, and his whole body was well covered by Zhang Yang's mental power. Moreover, Zhang Yang was looking for some sparsely populated Jedi in the mountains of the Sword Pavilion, and his speed was naturally extremely slow.

Coupled with the vast mountains, Zhang Yang is like a little ant in it, often looking around, surrounded by mountains, so Zhang Yang sometimes falls into the embarrassment of getting lost, often turning around in the mountains, unable to find the direction.

In this way, for three months, for three whole months, Zhang Yang wandered around the mountains of the Sword Pavilion for three months, and finally got out of the mountains of the Sword Pavilion and saw a trace of people.

After Zhang Yang sat for a while, put on his shoes, put the hat behind him, jumped up, patted the dust on his buttocks, and continued to walk along the road.

After walking less than two miles, Zhang Yang saw a tea stall on the side of the road not far away, and it was also the only tea stall within a radius of ten miles. Therefore, the tea stalls are basically full of pedestrians in a hurry.

But what interests Zhang Yang the most is that there are three martial arts cultivators sitting inside who are drinking tea and resting, if it weren't for Zhang Yang's spiritual power inadvertently swept by, I'm afraid it would have been ignored by Zhang Yang as a passerby.

He touched his nose with his hand, smiled loudly, and walked straight towards the tea stall.

"Oops...... Where did the little beggar come from, go farther, go farther, this is not a place where you can come in. ”

Xiao Er in the tea stall saw a beggar walking towards the tea stall, so he naturally didn't have a good face, and hurriedly ran out, waving the cloth towel in his hand to drive away Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang immediately pretended to be sincerely frightened and bent over.

"Boss, you're good, I haven't eaten for a few days, you can appreciate the stuttering, you can appreciate the stuttering......" Zhang Yang waved at Xiao Er, and his body was flexible and rushed towards the tea stall.

With the flamboyant body footwork, even if he didn't use the Yuan Qi, it was not something that a mortal could intercept.

"Hey, hey...... You little beggar, you still dare to run inside, come back, come back to me, be careful that I will break your legs later!!" Xiao Er chased after Zhang Yang, threatening again and again.

However, Zhang Yang didn't listen at all, and ran directly towards a middle-aged man who looked like a boss at the tea stall, shouting as he ran.

"Okay, boss, let's enjoy the stutter......"

The middle-aged man hurriedly walked out from behind the tea stall, stopped Zhang Yang, and scolded in his mouth.

"Go away, go away! I'm not a good person, go away, don't delay my business. ”

The more noisy the Zhang Yang became, the louder and louder the noise became, which suddenly attracted the attention of everyone in the tea stall, including the pedestrians who wanted to come in to rest on the road, and they began to stop and watch, unable to advance or retreat.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man was naturally anxious, gritted his teeth, took out a steamed bun from the shop, and threw it to Zhang Yang.

"Go, go, go...... Eat it while ...... Don't come back again!"

Zhang Yang took the steamed bun, thanked him a thousand times, came to a big tree next to the tea stall, sat on the ground, picked up the steamed bun and began to bite wildly.

But Zhang Yang's ears were pricked up, and he listened carefully to the conversation of the three martial cultivators at the table behind the big tree.

"Brother Li, is the legend true, and the Sword Pavilion has really obtained another divine weapon?" A martial artist with a high nose put down his teacup and asked the young man sitting next to him with a proud face.

"This is natural, now this matter on the Tianci Continent is no longer a secret, since three months ago, the group of martial cultivators who participated in the Sword Pavilion Opening Trial have returned to their respective sects one after another, this news has spread far and wide, and it has spread throughout the entire martial arts cultivation world like a storm in an instant!" The young man with a proud face played with the porcelain cup in his hand and said lightly.

"Brother Li, so to speak, after the Sword Pavilion gets this divine weapon, won't its strength surpass that of the other three major martial arts holy places, and in the future, won't this heaven-given continent be the dominant one of the Sword Pavilion families......" Sitting opposite the arrogant young man was a martial artist with a sallow face, and at a glance, he knew that he had been hollowed out by wine.