Everyone didn't react for a long time.

A seemingly ordinary young man in the market ran to them for some reason and mocked them, and then he was a saint again, until now he has regained his peace.

Everything was as mysterious as if it were still in a dream at this time.

It wasn't until they finally reacted from their trance that everyone began to talk about it.

After the head of the Lu family sorted out his clothes, he smiled and asked the old man of the Lu family behind him, "How is it?"

A rare smile appeared on the old man's face of the Lu family, and he nodded and said: "It won't be wrong, as recorded in the annals, it belongs to a kind of sage weather, it was rare a year ago, the old man was fortunate to see this landscape, and he has no regrets in this life." ”

The head of the Dong family said with a playful smile: "Such a character appears in the inner city, I'm afraid that even if I and a few other families do their best, it is possible that this saint is not in a way, so the undercurrent of those families is surging a little ridiculous now." ”

The Shi family master still rubbed his fingers and didn't say anything.

The martial master said softly: "In this way, it is only appropriate for the Yellow City Lord to give this young man who seems to be an ordinary young man who is actually a little saint, but what I care about the most is why such a big man would personally go to Huaiyang City and even step on this huge ship with us, could it be that the saint has some plans." ”

The head of the Yan family stopped him and said: "The saint naturally acts with the truth of the saint, if those of us who are still halfway up the mountainside can guess what the saint thinks, then why bother to divide the heavens and the world." ”

The heads of the family nodded, undeniable.

Guo Qing chuckled and said, "Brother Fan, this time, there is still a knot in my heart." If it were said that you had a fight with a legendary saint, I would believe ......"

Li Zhi smiled: "Come on, if you really say that, you see who will bird you, and you still fight with the saint, to be honest, if I hadn't seen this scene with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe that Brother Fan really had a trace of life and death with the saint, and even stood in front of me alive in the end." ”

Yuelan looked at Fan Guan at this time, as if she was looking at a living Bodhisattva, her eyes were shining with golden light, and her face was full of exaggerated admiration.

If what Fan Guan and these two classmates said is true, then the personable man in front of him is a big man who fights with the saint.

If you want to ask the world of Kyushu who has been able to compete with saints since ancient times, even once is a supreme honor.

It's just that what Yuelan didn't know was that once in the outer city of Huaiyang City, a middle-aged man in red even almost smashed Yang Yi into the ring with one punch.

If a middle-aged man knew that he was actually pointing fingers at a heavenly saint, he would not have fainted on the spot with green smoke directly above his head.

The handsomeness of those states was even more joyful.

The admiration in his eyes completely covered the previous fear.

All of them boasted about how much weight they had just seen, how much they had comprehended the flow of the sage's qi, and how much it would help them on their future cultivation path.

Under the afterglow, he glanced at the three Fan Guan who were chatting and laughing with Yuelan, and they all sneered in their hearts: "It's just an unknown monk in the second realm, how dare you say here that you have fought with a saint once, and you can't even tell the difference?"

Laughing, who can really blow it?

The envoy of the Dragon Palace said with a smile: "Everyone, there is a saint who has descended on the building ship today, so all the expenses of this boarding banquet are counted on the top of our Dragon Palace's head, rest assured, our Dragon Palace is most about reputation." ”

Some of the old fritters nodded secretly.

This hand is quite exquisite, not only can alleviate the embarrassment between the states and the Dragon Palace, but also indirectly raise the status of the Dragon Palace in the world of Kyushu, I believe that there is a saint who appears on the Dragon Palace, which is the most powerful propaganda of the Dragon Palace.

Wei Changfeng of the Qingwan Sword Sect smiled strongly, and he didn't have the nervousness of going out for the first time, but he had a kind of old-fashioned stability.

With his gorgeous appearance, he is also a beautiful man who is loved by many female cultivators in some major sects.

Senior Brother Xue beside him was surprised: "I thought that this centennial feast in the Dragon Palace would be a great opportunity for blessings, but I didn't expect that I would suddenly kill a saint halfway, and it is rare to meet a person in a thousand years, Senior Brother, there is really nothing wrong with coming out with you." ”

The junior disciple of the Qingwan Sword Sect on the other side smiled: "Why did you start blowing it?I remember when you first left the Qingwan Sword Sect, you didn't say that, you always felt that Senior Brother Wei had lost something to you, why did you start licking it now?"

Senior Brother Xue smiled, and then said seriously: "Don't mention the past, now it is enough for me to deeply understand Senior Brother Wei's good intentions." Here, why do you always go against me, I don't seem to have treated you much when I was in the Qingwan Sword Sect, right?"

Wei Changfeng smiled and said: "Okay, okay, along the way, the two of you have been arguing about when it is a head, and now a real saint is in the same boat with us, which is our greatest opportunity, what you have to do is to cultivate well, feel the flow of qi between heaven and earth where a saint sits, and lay a solid foundation for your future three realms." ”

The two smiled and nodded.

The heaven and earth where a saint sits is like a cave heaven and blessed land, full of qi and long luck.

Of course, these are just documents recorded in the annals of history.

Yang Yi walked back to his alley.

Just as he was about to open the door, he suddenly saw a man dressed in a brand-new plain clothes, stepping on torn straw sandals, one toe leaking out of his face, and a messy beard on his cheeks that made people look really uncomfortable.

One hand was raised, the little finger was stuffed into the nostrils and stirred, and the other hand scratched the buttocks, acting like a ruffian.

Yang Yi stood still, turned around and looked at the rough man who didn't know his name.

The rough man who was the sect master of Qishan Clapped his hands, changed his posture and squatted on the stone, and said loudly: "The means to easily attract the atmosphere of a pseudo-saint are really good, no wonder those guys in the inner city at that time couldn't help but be a young man who was an ordinary person in the market." It's no wonder that the surnamed Huang voluntarily violated the rules of Huaiyang City that he had set, and he also wanted you to leave Huaiyang City alive. ”

Yang Yi frowned and said: "What the hell are you messing around here, now I am just a person who seeks death, and what kind of saint atmosphere has nothing to do with me, if you self-proclaimed immortal cultivators in the sky can kill me directly, I will not be happy." ”

The rough man sighed: "Sensei, our eyes are not used to vent anger, I didn't come to reason with you this time, I just want to see how many catties and taels you have in your kid's body, and now it seems that it is really a virtue with the little miscellaneous hair in the market." ”

Yang Yi raised his eyebrows and said loudly: "Oh, yes? But then again, why didn't your baby daughter come with you? She looks very delicate and well-behaved, but it's a pity that there is such a father to protect her, otherwise, I don't know whose family she would have run away with." ”

The rough man glanced at Yang Yi and slowly got up.

Yang Yi was overjoyed, but then he was doused with a basin of cold water.

The rough man walked towards the end of the alley without looking back, and Yang Yi was about to poke the weakness of the sect master of Qishan Sect at this exit.

The voice of the sect master of Qishan Sect suddenly echoed in Yang Yi's ears: "If it weren't for the person surnamed Huang who said that he wanted to save your life, you might have died by this time." ”

Before Yang Yi could react, a sharp fist swept towards Yang Yi.

Yang Yi's figure suddenly flew out upside down.

The invisible formation covering Yang Yi's body shattered one by one, until the last punch slammed into Yang Yi's chest.

The figure slammed the courtyard door open, drawing a distance of nearly ten steps on the ground before Kankan stopped.

The folds of his clothes were torn, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Yang Yi caressed his chest with both hands, and the pain in his heart made Yang Yi's entire face show a distorted demeanor.

The figure curled up in place, and it didn't change for a long time.

To be honest, Yang Yi is already lucky.

The random punch of the sect master of the Qishan Sect was not an ordinary person who could be hard to follow, and in an instant, a whine abounded.

It's really rare to have the strength to roll around on the ground like this.

However, what Yang Yi was scolding in his heart at the moment was not the sect master of Qishan Sect, but the old man who wrote books behind the scenes.

"Dog!!You don't want to die!"