Chapter 11 The Heir of the Gentleman of the Dao

This person called Buxu came to Huaiyin City in the evening and stayed in an inn. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Because this inn is the property of the semicolon steward, the people below have also received instructions to find information about Buxu Daojun, and after asking for the name of this person, they kept it in their hearts, and then quickly reported it.

Then Lin Sen was dumbfounded: "Why is there a step void now? I am looking for the footprints left by the step void two hundred years ago, not a living step void!"

Nezha also raised his eyebrows, he felt that the appearance of this self-proclaimed Bu Xuan guy was a sarcasm for himself, after all, the news predicted by Tianji came out of his mouth, if there was a joke, wouldn't it mean that he was incompetent?

How dare Lin Sen let him go like this? Yes, it would be a good thing to just use the Qiankun Circle and not mess with Tianya! It's just that this person must be seen, at least to figure out what is going on, and immediately let the servants lead the two of them there.

When I arrived at the inn, I coincidentally came, and the man had just come down from the room for dinner, and when he asked for the location, he saw a young man of twenty-three or fourteen years old sitting at the dining table. He has a long figure, wearing a green coat, I don't know what the material is, although it looks simple but very stylish, with a sheathed long sword behind his back, his facial features are angular, and his expression is a little indifferent, although he is eating with steamed buns in his left hand, his eyes are not relaxed at all, and he looks very difficult to contact.

This is Bu Xu? 200 years ago? It's not a coincidence that the name was bumped, right?

Lin Sen was thinking in his heart, as soon as he saw a flower, Nezha beside him had disappeared, and when he looked at it again, this little kid had already appeared opposite the young man, and he was immediately taken aback, and hurriedly stepped forward.

"Boy, are you a step weak?"

The young man frowned, glanced at Nezha, turned his gaze back in ignorance, and continued to eat his full head.

How could Nezha, who was ignored, stand this? Immediately sneered and said, "Eat, let the master feed you!" With that, he slammed the table, and at the same time that a few cracks burst out on the table with a muffled sound, the chopsticks and dishes all bounced up, piercing the young man's door like flying arrows.

The young man's eyes shrank, and the cyan force suddenly bloomed on his left hand holding the steamed bun, which instantly stretched into a flat shield, and then pressed down, and the debris that bounced into the air was pressed down from the air, and hit the table in the noisy cracking sound, turning into a puddle of wood and porcelain slag.

"It's a bit of a skill. Nezha smiled, and his expression became even colder: "But with this, you are pretending to be in front of the master?"

There is no doubt that the word 'hehe' was also learned by him from Lin Sen, and it was the meaning of that rush that was expressed at this time.

Although the young man didn't understand the meaning, what happened just now already explained everything, his expression was even colder at the moment, and he put down the steamed bun without saying a word, stretched out his left hand back, and slowly touched the hilt of the sword over his shoulder.

Seeing that the two sides were about to fight, Lin Sen finally arrived, put his hand on Nezha's shoulder and pressed it gently, and said loudly: "Are you Bu Xu? What is the relationship between that Bu Xu two hundred years ago and you?"

The young man's eyes shrank, not only did his hands stiffen, but his lips finally opened, and he said his first words: "Who are you? How do you know him?"

Lin Sen's heart lightened when he heard this, and then he felt a little regretful: it seemed that this young man really had some unusual relationship with that Buxu Dao Monarch two hundred years ago.

In fact, the thing is very simple, the same name, except for the unintentional coincidence, is an intentional move, and the name Buxu no matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like an existence that can easily hit the name, ninety percent of it is intentional. And regardless of whether he really called this name or used a fake name temporarily, combined with his sudden appearance the day before the birth of the strange treasure, you knew that he must have something to do with that Buxu Daojun!

So on the way here, Lin Sen, who figured out the general situation, was originally going not to pick out this matter, but purely as a chance encounter to come up and talk, and take the opportunity of small talk to find out some news as much as possible, but he didn't expect Nezha to rush up directly to do it in such a rage...... At this time, it is impossible to find any excuse to talk, it is better to directly throw out the topic that pierces people's hearts, so that the other party has scruples for a while - although this may cause problems in the future communication, it is better than fighting, right?

"Of course I do. If I didn't know, would we be in front of you now?" Lin Sen said ambiguously: "Can you show up at this time and ask us?"

The young man frowned and said nothing, staring at Lin Sen with a gaze like a sharp sword, as if he wanted to penetrate the flesh and pierce his heart and lungs, and see the inside clearly.

Lin Sen smiled indifferently: "Okay, okay, it's just a misunderstanding, my junior brother has something to do with Buxu Daojun, when I learned that you came, I thought that someone came to provoke it, and the reaction was bigger, don't be surprised." ”

Hearing Lin Sen say this, the young man's brows furrowed even tighter, his eyes swept Nezha up and down, and finally stopped on the big red belly pocket, with a strange expression.

Obviously, Lin Sen's so-called relationship of 'getting a name from heaven' is not something that ordinary people can think of, and this young man probably thinks of it as some kind of bizarre relationship.

"Boy, what kind of eyes are you?" Seeing at him like this, Nezha suddenly became even more annoyed, and shouted: "I don't know whether I am dead or alive, the master will send you back to the West!"

Good guy, I finally stopped it, and I was going to fight again, Lin Sen was really big as a fight, and just thinking about how to appease him, he heard the young man speak again: "You can't be his bloodline, he has only one daughter and one grandson in his life, and there are no other relatives at all!"

This was an unexpected joy, and Lin Sen immediately asked tentatively: "Are you his grandson?"

Two hundred years ago, a person had a twenty-year-old grandson, which was impossible on earth, but reasonable in the Tian Yuan world. You must know that the physical strength of a martial artist is far beyond that of mortals, as long as he is not seriously injured or has an accident, his life span will be far beyond that of ordinary people, it is very easy for a martial artist to live to be a hundred years old, a martial artist is one hundred and sixty years old, a martial artist is two hundred and fifty years old, and as for the martial sect Daojun, he can live to be four hundred years old!

With such a long lifespan, it is natural that he is not as anxious to start a family as ordinary people have the concept of time, and it is even more inappropriate in the eyes of martial artists to start a blind date and marry before they are twenty: this age is the best time for cultivation, and it is a great waste to indulge in the love between men and women! Even if it is a martial artist like Fu Biao, who stops at the nine-rank martial arts until his death, his son Fu Quan is only less than twenty years old, not to mention other people with lofty ambitions?

Therefore, for a Daojun, it is normal to marry at the age of forty or fifty, and it is no problem to have children at the age of one hundred or ten, and even some Daojun were obsessed with martial arts cultivation when they were young, and they did not consider those feelings and love at all, and it was not until after the age of three hundred that they considered marrying a wife and having children for their own bloodline inheritance!

Lin Sen didn't know if this was the real situation, but this didn't prevent him from continuing the conversation and getting as much information as he needed, so he further tentatively said: "It turned out to be the grandson of Buxu Daojun, no wonder he could come over at this time, so you also know about that matter?" )