Chapter Sixty-Four: The Return to the Town

"I would like to wait for you for another thousand years・・・・・・" Xing Tian didn't know why there was sentimentality in his heart, and he muttered silently over and over again. "Are Baiyunsan people waiting for a woman?" Xing Tian fell into deep thought.

"Brother Xing, hey, Brother Xing, what's wrong with you?" Murong Fei saw that Xingtian had a different expression in his mouth, and his voice interrupted Xingtian's contemplation.

Xing Tian then remembered that only he understood the words on the stone pillar here: "It's okay." ”

Murong Fei: "Then let's go, according to the last old man's meaning, we should be able to come here in the future." With that, he walked out with the others.

It was noon, the sun was shining, and the cool wind was gently patrolling under the slightly hot sun. And the eighteen people stepped out of the threshold of breaking the Taoist temple, and before they had time to enjoy the long-lost sunshine, they were stunned by the scene in front of them, and saw:

The surroundings of the Dao Breaking Temple are full of people wearing the costumes of the Qingyun Sect, the low ones are the outer disciples, the high ones are those who stand on the sword, and even the front ones are still standing in the sky! Qingyunzi is in charge! Next to Qingyunzi is the peak master of the eight peaks of the inner gate, one by one, as if waiting for them to come out, this battle is really scary, this random one is the existence of the southern part of the Aoki Continent that can shake the clouds and rain.

"It's out, but there's a harvest?" Seeing the eighteen disciples come out, Qing Yunzi asked with a smile.

However, there was still no one to hear from the eighteen people, because they were already stupid there, because of what, because the people in front of them were all ordinary unattainable big people, and they could recognize it because of the portraits that were common in ordinary sects! Isn't it scary for this big person to appear in front of them? Moreover, there are so many people who have come, and some people have even begun to tremble with their legs.

If you want to say that Xingtian is unharmed, he doesn't feel anything, he has seen all these people, and he has also got a lot of "world-seeing" gifts in their hands, Xingtian couldn't help but smile when he thought of this, and couldn't help but miss his cheeky master a little. Suddenly, Xingtian felt that Murong Fei beside him was pulling the corners of his clothes, Xingtian looked at it suspiciously, only to see Murong Fei squeezing his eyebrows there, and in the end, he even gently leaned into Xingtian's ear and said, "Brother Xing, what are you doing, you are still laughing when you talk to the master!" Xingtian heard the words again.

"It seems that there is, okay, all the outer disciples who entered the ruins this time can become inner disciples, and the masters are all here, so you can choose them yourself." Seeing that no one answered, Qingyunzi pointed to the Eight Inner Peak Masters and said again.

"Ahh Xing Tian looked at it, this disciple seemed to have seen it in the first level of the Baiyun Hall. That's right, many of the outer disciples around were disciples who were eliminated in the first level, but they were stopped by Qingyunzi's urgent order and didn't let anyone leave. After all, no matter what chance the ruins here are, the magic weapon in Xingtian's hand alone is enough to attract great attention, and the news can't be leaked in the slightest, because the people in the Baiyun Hall have all seen the scene of Xingtian's nameless sword grabbing the golden token.

"Disciple to meet the master, meet the elders!" Situ Jianbai reacted, he knew that they who came out of the ruins had already been valued by the higher-ups! This is an opportunity, and we must seize it. "Does the head of the sect mean that I can become a disciple of any of the elders?"

Qingyunzi: "That's right, it's not for you to choose Neifeng, but to choose a master, as for whether it is a registered disciple or a personal disciple, it depends on your respective masters." Qingyunzi smiled.

After getting Qingyunzi's reply, all the disciples who entered the ruins were boiling, this is a great opportunity, you must know how difficult it is to become an inner disciple normally, they are only outer disciples below the fifth level of Qi cultivation, this is the existence at the bottom of Qingyun Sect!

"Sect Leader, I think you should take it slow first, let them rest for a while, and then we can make a decision after understanding the situation inside?"

"Yes, that's good, you guys should also rest and tidy up, and go back to Qingyun Sect tomorrow. But remember, what happens inside the ruins must not be mentioned outside, and you are not allowed to leave the town for half a minute. Qing Yunzi thought about it for a moment and said.

"Obey the teachings!" all the disciples replied respectfully in unison.

Then the crowd dispersed, and at this moment, Xing Tian heard a familiar voice:

"Senior Brother Xing, come here!" Xing Tian turned his head to see that it was Xiao Ling'er who was waving in the distance. Xingtian's face wrapped in cloth finally showed a knowing smile, this is the familiar feeling. Xing Tian said hello to Murong Fei and walked over to Xiao Ling'er.

"Senior Brother Xing, you finally came out, but I was stuffy in the tent where the sect was stationed, so I was waiting for you to come out and go shopping with me. Xiao Linger muttered drunkly.

"Oh, can you be so honest?" Xing Tian thought of Xiao Ling'er, who couldn't stop him like a wild horse when he was shopping in Qingshan City, and questioned.

"Hey, this girl has only been there two or three times. I'm just waiting for you to come out, I'm so bored alone, and I don't know why the master asked me to come with me. Xiao Ling'er is still very puzzled, why Xiaoyaozi sent her over.

Xing Tian touched his head with a headache, he already knew Xiaoyaozi's temperament, and it seemed that he said it casually this time. As for going to the street, Xing Tian was panicked, he was not ready to meet the familiar fathers and villagers. Shook his head.

Seeing this, Xiao Ling'er stopped doing it: "Senior brother, you just go once, Ling'er begs you." Besides, didn't you also promise that Senior Sister Hu would help bring the gift back? ”

In this way, after half an hour of soft grinding and hard foaming, Xingtian and Xiao Ling'er left the back mountain and walked towards the town. Xing Tian thought at this time: I don't know the folks wrapped in noodles, and I really miss them, so let's go and see how they live now.

Xing Tian didn't know that the golden silk white robe he was wearing, his manners were elegant, and his face was delicate, which was far from the image of the little beggar in the town before, with yellow muscles and thin skin, and ragged clothes, and the villagers in the town would never recognize it.

When I came to the town, it was still lively, the town was full of people, and the stall owners on the street were shouting: "Hot steamed buns, freshly baked steamed buns." ”

The stall owner selling the baked cakes here shouted to the stall owner selling watermelons opposite: "Lao Li, you see that noon has also arrived, my baked cakes can quench hunger, your watermelons can quench your thirst, you exchange one watermelon for one of our baked cakes, what do you think?"

Lao Li came from the other side: "No, I'll exchange one watermelon for two of you." ”

"Haha, if one is not enough, you can just say no, come, hurry, I'm dying of thirst. In this way, the two exchanged their goods.

Xingtian saw this familiar scene, and his heart was full of mixed feelings, this is the residents of the town, honest, honest, kind, and straightforward are the true portrayal of the villagers. They can not value silver and barter, the street is full of acquaintances, looking up and smiling and bowing their heads to each other. Xing Tian even remembered that he had gone to Uncle Li's house, which sold watermelons, to eat, but in his memory, it was a tall uncle in the convoy who sold the baked cakes, and it seemed that his father took over the baked cake shop after the uncle's death. I couldn't help but think of the scene where the white-haired man sent the black-haired man, how painful it was! Xingtian stopped, and he found that he couldn't take a step.

"What's wrong with Senior Brother?"

Xingtian raised his head and just wanted to reply, but he unexpectedly found that a group of people came into view on the street, and Xingtian, who had just been touched by the familiar scene in the town, clenched his fists, because the leader who walked in front of this group of people was Sima Jian'an!

Xing Tian ignored Xiao Ling'er's words, walked straight forward, and said in his heart: "In this situation, there are some things that should be returned!"