Behind the door, there is a simple courtyard, and in the corner of the courtyard, there is a vegetable field that has been reclaimed. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At this time, a thin old man, wearing a straw hat, was standing on the edge of the vegetable patch, holding a hoe in one hand and carefully hoeing the grass. It's just that every time the old man exerts force, the hoe does not cut on the grass, but when the hoe is about to touch the grass, it has a peculiar rhythm, passing over the grass.

One by one, the grass in the vegetable field was "hoeed" off like this. However, if you look closely, you will find that on the farthest part of the ground that has been "hoeed", the grass has long withered and is no longer alive.

Seeing this, a Sang Dao person stepped forward lightly, stood next to the vegetable patch, bowed and said, "Uncle Shi." ”

"Well, here we go. The old man did not turn around, and continued to move in his hands, "Go to the house to make a cup of tea first, and wait for me for a while, this grass is almost finished." ”

"Yes. Hearing this, a Sangdao man turned around and walked into the main hall of the hut, skillfully took out the tea leaves, soaked them in warm water three times, knelt down on the table, and slowly began to make tea.

After a meal, the old man finally packed up his tools, walked into the house, took off his straw hat with one hand, placed the hoe at the foot of the house, came to the table and sat down, took a sip of tea and drank it gently, and then looked at a Sangdao man in front of him.

This is a thin old man, who at first glance looks like an old farmer, with wrinkles on his face, carved the traces of time and frost. But those small and spiritual eyes exude a breathtaking energy. The old man put down the teacup in his left hand and placed it in front of the table, only to find that the cuff on his right hand was empty, and it turned out that his right arm was gone.

"Uncle Shi's hand control technique is becoming more and more perfect. A Sangdao man lifted the teapot and slowly refilled the tea.

"It's just a small skill, and sometimes it's not enough to rely on your own energy to grow. The old man picked up the cup of tea, blew lightly, and said lightly.

"How are you going to deal with the sudden visit of Xuantieguan this time?" the old man asked softly after taking a sip of tea.

"Yisang is indeed unclear, so I came to ask Uncle Shi. When a Sangdao person heard this, he bowed down in response.

"You should have seen through the relationship, but you just don't want to admit it. The old man answered, "I thought I would wait for some years, but I didn't expect them to come to the door so soon." ”

"Uncle Shi, is the Imperial God Temple really coming for that thing this time?"

"Xuantieguan is just a pawn of pathfinding, if they can't get the results they want, it shouldn't be long before the Imperial God Temple will come to the door by itself. The old man put down the cup and stood up, "You go back first, you should know better than me how to deal with Xuantieguan, and the next thing depends on what Providence wants." ”

"Yes, Yisang retired. A Sangdao man wanted to ask a few more words, but when he saw the old man's attitude, he had to get up and salute, withdraw from the house, and fly down the mountain.

The old man watched a Sangdao person leave, walked into the courtyard, looked at the rolling mountains on both sides, stood still for a long time, and then sighed softly, "How many years have passed, I didn't expect to meet again after all, but this time, how should you face our friendship back then......"

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Two days have passed in a blink of an eye.

In the south of the Aoba View Sect, the usually empty dojo is around, but today it is very lively. A group of people from the surrounding counties and towns have been waiting here for a long time. It's just that compared to the past, today's people from these families are concentrated in the area west of the dojo, and there is no hustle and bustle in the past, but it seems extremely quiet.

On the east side of the dojo, a temporary wooden platform was erected, and the head of the Aoba Temple and the lord of the five pavilions were all sitting on the wooden chairs of the stand at this time, looking calm. On the right hand side of the five people, there are also several vacant places, and it is clear that there are guests arriving today.

Under the wooden platform, the small half of the disciples of the Aoba Five Pavilion gathered here, faintly forming five camps, surrounding the wooden platform. Everyone has different expressions on their faces, some are confused, some are doubtful, some are nervous, and some are expectant.

Ye Cang was standing in the line of the Pill Pavilion at this time, looking curiously around the dojo. Yesterday, near evening, Lu Fuzi told Ye Cang that he needed to follow a few senior brothers of the Danyao Pavilion to the dojo today.

Today was supposed to be the day of the end of the year when the mountain gate test was accepted, but the current situation around the dojo seemed strange compared to the one he had started a year ago. Looking up at the vacant positions on the wooden platform, Ye Cang faintly felt that something would happen today.

Time passed slowly, and finally it was close to noon, and above the stands, a Sangdao man suddenly looked up to the south, and a hint of strange color flashed in his eyes.

"It's coming. After a few breaths, the Xuesang Dao people also made a slight sound, and the pavilion masters looked up one after another.

Airplanes!

A piercing sound came from the south, gradually from far to near, and immediately attracted the attention of everyone around the dojo. I saw that in the sky above the jungle in the south, a black shadow appeared at some point, flying quickly in the direction of the dojo. It wasn't until they were approaching the dojo that everyone realized that the black shadow was a large black sedan chair carried by eight people, and the sedan chair quickly flew over the dojo, and then fell steadily.

"Haha, Yisang Daoyou, why is it so lively today, I just sent a mountain worship sticker, I didn't expect the Qingye Temple to put on such a big battle, it really flattered Shi someone. As soon as the sedan chair was stabilized, a deep voice came from the sedan chair, and the sound seemed to be mixed with a trace of true qi, and the ears of the people around the dojo were buzzing.

"Bang!"

The black curtain hanging down from the sedan chair flew forward, and a burly figure walked out of the sedan chair, this person had a big square face, thick eyebrows, several curved braids hanging down the back of his head, the strong muscles of the upper body were exposed, and he was holding a mace more than one meter long in his hand, and a beast-like aura emanated. Under this breath, the people around the dojo seemed to be pressed by a big mountain, and the bodies of some thin family members even trembled slightly.

"Shi Fei's head is here, so we naturally have to greet him ceremoniously. A Sang Daoist stood up at this time and said indifferently to the square-faced man, and at the same time, a huge aura spread, lightly covering the breath of the square-faced man, and everyone around the dojo suddenly felt light, and the feeling that had just been suppressed had dissipated into nothingness.

"Since Aoba Temple is so hospitable, then Shi is not welcome. As soon as the words fell, the square-faced man's figure flashed, and the next moment he appeared on the wooden platform, and walked to the vacant seat near a Sangdao person and sat down, just looking at a Sangdao person's eyes, a trace of deep jealousy flashed.

"Spatial teleportation!Yuan God Realm Cultivator!" The elders of the Aoba Temple on the wooden platform all showed shocked expressions when they saw the big man's body. A Sangdao person's eyes flashed slightly, and there was a moment of surprise, but the next moment he regained his composure.

The people around the dojo were obviously still shocked by the coercion that the square-faced man had just exuded, Ye Cang looked from the edge and found that the clothes on the chests of the eight people who had just carried the sedan chair were embroidered with a white black iron hammer pattern.

"Darkiron Hammer? They are the people of the Darkiron Temple. Ye Cang's eyes narrowed, and he recognized the identities of the big men, "But what's the matter with the mountain sticker?"

At this time, on the wooden platform, the head of Xuantie Guan Shifei picked up a cup of spiritual tea, tasted it slowly, and swept the corners of his eyes around the dojo and on the wooden platform, taking in everyone's expressions, and the corners of his mouth crossed a slight arc.

"Dare to ask Master Shi, you are the only one in your sect this time?" After a moment of silence, a Sang Daoist asked.

"Yisang Daoyou didn't say it, Shi almost forgot. I was in such a hurry, and I felt that those little cubs were too slow, so I took the first step and came over to ask for a cup of spiritual tea, and they should be there immediately. Shi Fei said in a rough voice.

Thundered!

As soon as Shi Fei's words fell, there was a rumbling sound in the forest in the distance, and the ground around the dojo also shook slightly, as if thousands of troops and horses were rushing over.