But......

Glancing at the wisp of smoke that had not completely dissipated again, Xun Ming nodded slightly, basically confirming that the kid should be a person from the Ethereal Sect, but whether it was the young sect master Jiang Sinan or not is another matter.

He looked at the restaurant in the distance again, and after thinking about it, he decided not to see the Commander Ling.

First, because it is easy to cause a lot of trouble because of the exposure of identity, and trouble is one of the most annoying things in Xun Ming.

The second is that so far, the end of the Govan Ling, who has "officially" met him, is not very good.

Although there is only one.

More things are naturally better than less, so after a silver flash appeared, the white-clothed ranger on the stage also disappeared.

The people upstairs and downstairs saw a thunderclap, and the two people in the backstage disappeared abruptly, leaving no trace, as if they had never appeared.

The whole ring fell into a dead silence in an instant.

Upstairs was racking his brains to think about how to recruit a "virtuous son-in-law" while not forming a bond with another "big Buddha", and when he turned his head in the thunder, he saw the two white-clothed figures disappear at once.

After a short period of stunned, the old general fell into a state of confusion and did not recover for a long time.

Lao Tzu is such a big two people? What about the old man's virtuous son-in-law?!

After a dead silence, the crowd began to whisper.

"Damn, those two dogs were taken away by God?"

"Wouldn't it be better to take it away, Miss Chen is my hahaha!"

"Hehe, with your pickled appearance, my dog can't eat for three days."

"What the fuck are you looking for?!"

……

Soon, those whispers turned into a noisy noise, discussions, scolding, and quarrels like a busy city...... It's like a pot of boiled multigrain porridge, tumbling in the crowd.

The stunned old general seemed to be a few years old all of a sudden, and looked at the rough man's door under the watchtower, and fell into a burst of sorrow.

Why are those young people who are a little more beautiful now not practicing martial arts......

Seeing that the white-sidedness old Jin Dan, who had become a pot of porridge because of the disappearance of the two young monks, did not continue to stay, although those mortals could not see, it did not mean that he could not see, the white-clothed ranger could draw a silver sword light with a flying sword before leaving.

The silver sword light outlined the oblique moon with a half-round defect.

Disciple of the Slanting Moon Sect!

"The current disciples of the Great Sect are really not worry-free......

He didn't blame the other party for seeing him, why didn't he come to see him, after all, if he cared too much about that, he wouldn't be able to go to Jindan.

After taking a sip of the mortal wine in the cup, the figure of the golden-dan monk with gray sideburns slowly disappeared into the restaurant, leaving only a small piece of broken silver lying quietly on the wooden tabletop.

As a commander, he didn't have much time to waste in the restaurant.

As for the somewhat chaotic competition to recruit relatives, he doesn't have too many ideas to remedy it, in this case, it will only be more and more chaotic, so it's better to let it go.

……

At this time, one of the main owners, the white-clothed ranger, was walking leisurely three or four streets away, and he also held a "Wu Erlang Baked Cake" in his hand, and he ate it with relish.

Generally speaking, when a monk enters the three realms of the Xuandao, he can avoid eating to a certain extent, and he only needs to take some pills used to avoid worrying about his diet.

And when you open the fairy gate and enter the fairy realm, you can completely open the valley and no longer touch the smoke of the world.

After eating the baked cakes, Xun Ming, who still felt that his stomach was not full, turned his left hand, and pinched out a blue pill from the storage ring, threw it into his mouth, and chewed it.

Feeling the sweet and fruity taste coming from his mouth, and secretly admiring that the fourth uncle's alchemy technique is really good, Xun Ming began to think about where to go next:

Since he had already seen it for the steward of the fairy family, he was too embarrassed to do too much in the city, such as going to "visit" the Qinglou, demolishing the Yin Mansion or something, he was probably not very capable.

Moreover, as long as the "trivial matter" of two little monks going to other people's houses to compete and recruit relatives, they can take care of it, and the jurisdiction of this city is already a big seal of "due diligence" in Xun Ming's heart.

From this, it can be deduced that there should not be many demons left for him in the city to pick up the bargain.

Roughly sketched the territory map of this "Changsong Kingdom" in his mind, Xun Ming sighed a little, this route is also far away......

The end point of his trip is not only those remote and small countries in the south, but the southernmost fairy and demon front in Xianjiang - "Haitian Pass"!

Of course, he didn't let the elders in his sect know about this matter, otherwise not to mention those uncles and ancestors would immediately fly in with the sword to beat him fat and then tie him back to the Leaning Moon Sect, even his cheap master who lacked roots in his brain should also follow behind those uncles and ancestors, and began to think that it would be more appropriate to break his legs.

It's a real battlefield.

Anyone can die there, no one cares if you are the young sect master of the Great Immortal Sect or the personal disciple of the Great Sword Immortal of the Free Realm, and the hostile demon clan will not show mercy to this subordinate.

Every pride of heaven in Xianjiang is clearly marked on the demon clan's side!

Although he Xun Ming is only a "half-step golden pill" and rarely appears in front of people, the identity of the young sect master of the Leaning Moon Sect and the innate sword embryo also makes his ranking on a certain form extremely high.

As long as he dares to appear on the battlefield and recognize it, it is basically a bag of fairy coins that can move around.

Of course, Xun Ming is not those second ancestors who have brains in their lower abdomen, and they know that this trip is very dangerous, but the dream that is so real that it seems to happen to him is that he can't let go.

In that dream, a woman in white and bloodstained fell into his arms, and her rapidly dimming ice blue eyes seemed to have a thousand words too late to speak. Around them, there were circles of monster beasts like a tide, but there was a circular gap around them, as if they didn't dare to step forward.

Whenever he tried to concentrate on the woman's face, which seemed to be blurred by a veil, he would suddenly wake up in a sad sadness that pierced his soul.

Whether he was a newcomer to the refining body or a half-step golden pill, as long as he fell asleep, he would definitely enter that dream realm.

Ten years as usual.

And when he first opened up the Seventh Cave Heaven, that vague sense of calling suddenly became strong in the bottom of his heart, as if it was about to pull him to fly south.

Spend the night in the city, set off early tomorrow morning and rush to the south, and then take the Xianjia ferry in the southern border of Changsong Kingdom to continue to the south.

Then kill enough banshees as soon as possible, unlock the seal of the companion sword, and then form a golden pill before reaching Haitian Pass, so that you can have more certainty of survival there.

After roughly determining the policy for the next period of time, the white-clothed ranger looked up at the blue sky with a few puppy-like white clouds, took a few deep breaths, and then turned into an ordinary inn on the side of the road.

There's a long way to go~