Facts have proved that the number of outstanding talents is still very small, the real genius martial artist is less than one hundred, and there are 350,000 people who have been deposed by the eighteen sects in the town, and the only two streets are crowded.

Without the path of the Eighteen Sects, the acquired martial artists naturally found another way, and most of them didn't feel that they were weak, they thought that they were just born at the wrong time, and there was still infinite hope in the future.

This kind of self-delusion will accompany them for a lifetime, "don't bully the poor youth, don't bully the middle-aged poor, don't bully the old poor, and the dead are the biggest", no one can run away!

Therefore, most warriors spontaneously organized a place called "mutual market" to exchange what they needed for the future.

Xin Zhuo was not interested at all, and walked alone with Xiao Huang, looking a little gloomy.

After all these years of life and death, to be honest, suddenly lost his way.

"Xiao Huang, where do you go from here? Give you two paths, go to Da Zhou to be the emperor and enjoy the blessings, or go to Changshou Village to live in seclusion, do you choose? ”

"Woo......" Xiao Huang rolled his eyes and looked up at him aggrievedly.

"What the hell are the Eighteen Sects of shit, did they really find out about my Tianjiao qualifications? Do they really know geniuses? Do they really know what the physique of a single emperor is? It's really a fox and a fake tiger, the spring water of the river flows eastward, a pear flower presses the begonia, three knives on both sides, and the Year of the Rabbit is auspicious! ”

Not far away, there was a burst of dissatisfied scolding, the idiom was used in a mess, and it was clear that the words did not convey the meaning, but you could clearly feel the general meaning and anger he wanted to express.

The sound is familiar.

Xin Zhuo subconsciously looked over, he was a young man with a square face, triangular eyes, dressed as a son, less than thirty years old, wearing a bright yellow brocade dress that was very dazzling.

The face is familiar, as if it is ...... Put the brother Shangguan Fan Qing?

This person hasn't been seen in years, and they met here?

Idle is also idle, Xin Zhuo was about to go over to say hello, Shangguan Fan Qing disappeared in the blink of an eye.

At this time, I heard someone on the other side shouting loudly: "Look here, everyone!"

This roar was like a thunderbolt on the ground, and the warriors who were shocked by half of the street turned their heads to look.

I saw that this person was a middle-aged man, with an eight-handful beard, a big belly as if he was pregnant for August, a dirty cyan robe, and small eyes dripping and rolling, looking very obscene.

Someone knew him and couldn't help but say, "Isn't this the storyteller from Qiaotou?" What are you going to do again? The matter of the eighteen sects accepting disciples has ended, and if you want to earn the silver of the inferior people, I am afraid that it is a fool's dream! ”

"You misunderstood!"

The storyteller smiled: "You are geniuses, the pearl is covered with dust, but the eighteen sects have no ability to know people, since everyone has already come, how can you run in vain?"

To tell the truth, although the sect below is inferior to the eighteen sects, it is also a proper ancient sect, and the sect has been established so far...... More than 10,000 years, although the reputation is not obvious, but the background is very deep, hehe, my family has been a saint! ”

The crowd was silent for a moment, and someone asked excitedly, "There is also such a sect, what is the name?"

The storyteller said coldly: "Ritian Sect! It's not just the day of the Heaven Sect in charge of Duan Dapeng, only a line of Yin Void Realm, invincible in the same realm, everyone enters my sect, don't mention anything else, there is absolutely no problem in the future! ”

The crowd was quiet again for a moment, then cursed and dispersed. This bastard looks like a liar, is "Ritian Sect" the name of a serious sect? Crazy!

"Ladies and gentlemen! Ladies and gentlemen! ”

The storyteller Duan Dapeng looked anxious, "What I said below is true, although the name of the Ritian Sect is indecent, it is really taken by the ancestor Ritian Sage himself, and the sect of tens of thousands of years has a very ...... heritage."

"Say no more! I'll go! ”

There was a sloppy bearded and drunken man on the side, carrying a wine gourd, and said in a daze.

Duan Dapeng looked surprised, and looked this person up and down: "Oh? Your Excellency is really discerning and knows the extraordinaryness of my Ritian Sect! ”

"Don't think about it!" The drunkard staggered and said: "My drunken swordsman Li Wumian, I have suffered all my life, I am poor, many confidants have abandoned me, and the eighteen sects are not accepted, even a dog in front of the door looks down on me, and it is also a sin to live in the world!"

I might as well die in your Sunland Sect, and someone will bury me after death, so that I won't end up being eaten by wild dogs! ”

“……”

The storyteller sighed, "Actually, our name is Ritianzong!" ”

"Is there any difference between the sun and the earth?" Li Wumian asked.

"Like...... It's no difference. Duan Dapeng sighed again, and said in a deep voice, "Very good, since you are so discerning, I will accept you!" ”

At this time, Xin Zhuo gave up looking for Shangguan Fan Qing and was about to leave, but he saw him scratching his scalp and scolding and walking out of a corner opposite, looking up and seeing him, he was stunned at first, and then overjoyed, and rushed over: "Second brother!" Is that you? I haven't seen you in years! ”

Xin Zhuo smiled: "How have you been all these years?"

Seriously speaking, the last time the two met was in the "Fengtian Tower" of the Taiping Palace four or five years ago, Xin Zhuo used puppets to suppress the geniuses of all sects and factions in the Great Zhou Dynasty, Shangguan Fan Qing was also among them, but Shangguan Fan Qing recognized him, but he didn't recognize Shangguan Fan Qing at that time.

"It's a long story!"

Shangguan Fanqing looked up to the sky and sighed, "My mother died early, my father also died the year before last, I have no status in Tianji Pavilion, no background, I am bullied every day, it is really boring, so I took my personal maid Begonia away from the world."

Just now, Haitang was accepted as an inner disciple by Lei Yin Temple, and I was deposed, they said that I was the true body of the eternal Yang Dynasty, and I could not absorb the yin of heaven and earth into the Yin Void Realm in this life, and I could not break my body, so I didn't want me.

Now I am cornered, there is no way out, another village, handsome and chic......"

"I see!" Xin Zhuo patted him on the shoulder.

At this beat, Shangguan Fan Qing's tears were about to fall: "Second brother, I will follow you in the future, you and I are both male and female, wandering the world!"

"We're both men, we can't be both male and female." Xin Zhuo reminded.

Shangguan Fan Qing was about to speak, when Li Wumian's eyes lit up, he strode over and burped: "The two brothers have been separated for many years, but are they okay?"

This Li Wumian was the senior brother who met in the Autumn Palace Pavilion at the beginning, and the Spirit Sword Sect seduced the senior sister and the senior mother, and then Xin Zhuo met again in a certain dart game, and there was no intersection after that.

Shangguan Fan Qing glanced at him, his eyes were not eyes and noses were not noses: "Is there something wrong with you?"

Li Wumian burped again: "It's okay, I just think that it is fate to meet the two of them back then, after a long time, and meet at this time?" Why don't you two bury me? I've lived enough! ”

"It's the first time Lao Tzu has encountered this kind of neurotic request, this is really ......"

Shangguan Fan Qing said solemnly: "Send charcoal in the snow, idle is idle, I will fulfill you."

Pick up Li Wumian and leave.

One dares to speak, the other dares to do.

"This brother!"

The storyteller, Duan Dapeng, immediately stopped Shangguan Fan Qing and looked at Xin Zhuo again, "I see that the two are heroic and extraordinary, and they are very human, how can they do nothing in this world of great contention and be one step slower than others?" Why don't you enter my Ritian Sect to practice? ”

Shangguan Fan Qing put down Li Wumian, glanced at Xin Zhuo, and asked, "Where is your clan's sect?"

Duan Dapeng tidied up his sleeves: "Bai Ling Mountain!"

Shangguan Fan Qing's face was gloomy, and he thought about it for a while before asking, "Do you care about the rice?" Is there meat? ”

"Enough!"

"How many people are in your sect?"

"Huh." Duan Dapeng smiled coldly and stretched out a finger.

Shangguan Fan Qingdao: "One hundred?"

Duan Dapeng shook his head.

Shangguan Fan Qingdao: "One thousand?"

Duan Dapeng still shook his head.

Shangguan Fan Qing swallowed his saliva: "Ten thousand?"

Duan Dapeng nodded secretly.

Shangguan Fan Qing couldn't help but look at Xin Zhuo: "Second brother, this is a big sect!"

Xin Zhuo frowned, he felt that this storyteller was a little strange, let's say he was talking nonsense, he still had insight, after all, yesterday's statement was correct, saying that he was reliable, obviously looked up to him too much.

Duan Dapeng took the opportunity to add fire: "I have been building the Heavenly Sect for more than 10,000 years, and the mountain gate is full of ancient ruins and rare beasts. When a disciple gets started, he can advance by leaps and bounds, and ...... My Ritian Sect is blessed, and it happens to be in the middle of Lingyun Sect, Haotian Sect, Xuantian Sword Sect, Hehuan Holy Sect, and Leiyin Temple, which can be described as a source of left and right! ”

"How can such a good place be able to pull disciples on the street? I'm afraid that even children can't be fooled by what you say. ”

Shangguan Fan Qing pondered for a moment, "But for us, it's just right, let's go!" ”

Xin Zhuo pondered for a while, and was also a little moved, first of all, the Wannian Sect, even if he was down, he could always be manipulated by the spirits, and secondly, he was close to the old lady and them, so he could take care of it.