Xue Pingshan took the orphans and widows who were expelled from Baina Village under the tree, and planned to go to see the Jinhua Niangniang Temple in the village.

"Brother Xue, do what you can, there are some things we can't manage."

Ji Wutong, who had been talking for a long time, opened his eyes and looked into the distance, what he didn't dare to look at was the mother and son, and it was also the suffering of the world.

"You stay here, I'll go."

Xue Pingshan replied lightly, he wanted to go in to find out, and he was sure that the Jinhua Niangniang Temple was by no means the main owner.

"Don't talk about me, we are only eight hundred meters away from Niangniang Temple here, but you didn't feel abnormal just now, even the boundary monuments in the village are normal."

Ji Wutong clenched the arrow in his hand tightly. Obviously, the strength of the one in the temple is above Xue Ping Mountain.

Xue Pingshan, who was about to get up, stopped his figure and looked back at Ji Wutong, this little brother suddenly gave him a strange feeling.

"Now in broad daylight, you will be clearly seen by the people in the village when you enter the sky, but without the help of the person in the temple, the immortal cultivators in the village can leave us here."

Ji Wutong stood up as he spoke, and walked towards the river with his bow. After eating the wolf meat last night, I didn't eat it seriously.

If you want to say that Ji Wutong can't do anything else, fishing is probably the skill he is most familiar with over the years, three arrows into the water, and the fish in the river turn their bellies.

The distant mountainside is covered with a layer of mist, and the smoke of the houses along the river grows thicker, and the lights gradually reflect on the surface of the river.

Under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village, there is a burst of fish fragrance.

"This fish is not as good as Uncle Jiang's."

Ji Wutong smiled helplessly, put a fish in front of the mother, and handed Xue Pingshan a fish.

"I've been to this before. They went to the temple in the town to worship the immortals, and some people always laughed at our insincerity, and all they bought was some inferior incense, which was broken when it was not burned. ”

Ji Wutong took a bite of the fish, and the firelight flickered on his face.

"Hey, no wonder you can't enter the orthodox immortal gate, it turns out that you are insincere."

Xue Pingshan rarely joked that he was a warm-hearted person, and when he encountered injustices, he always wanted to take care of it.

"The true immortals of Kunlun Penglai will really watch this orphan and widow homeless for the sake of a mere incense? Amusing! ”

Xue Pingshan sighed, even though he had long since left the Confucian Immortal Gate, that benevolence and righteousness would always be engraved in his bones.

The few immortal cultivators in this village are also too pedantic, and if they don't find out clearly, they will do things so hastily.

But after thinking about it, he was almost blinded by the fact that he had been wandering in the mountains and wilderness all the year round, not to mention a few immortals in the village.

"If the Taoist Xianmen encounters this fish, they will definitely say that the encounter is fate, which is the way of heaven. When a Legalist encounters this fish, he must first check the law, whether the river can be fished, and whether it is in accordance with the law. When Confucianism encounters this fish, they will first thank their father and mother for giving birth to it, and secondly thank their teachers for their teaching, so that they can catch this fish. If the soldiers encounter this fish, they will definitely be happy. This fish can not only serve as a food for soldiers, but also analyze the upstream and downstream water quality through the fish species. ”

Ji Wutong said a lot, the grilled fish in front of him was steaming, take another bite.

"Hey, no wonder you can't enter the orthodox immortal gate, it turns out that your heart is not right."

Xue Pingshan only felt ridiculous, where is this a fairy child who has just come out of the Confucian Academy, full of crooked comments.

"They are like the fish in our hands, they can make themselves live, who cares how the fish feel?"

Ji Wutong lowered his head as he spoke, each family has its own way of eating, each family has its own way of dealing with it, and no one cares about the life and death of a fish.

The Confucian immortals in the village just chose to expel the mother and son and keep the entire village, which is already the greatest benevolence.

"It's late at night, come in with me?"

Xue Pingshan's eyes flashed, he really wanted to go in, he thought it was very interesting.

Some people feel fear because of the unknown, but some people get excited because of the unknown.

Ji Wutong glanced at the mother and son who were sitting not far away, and hesitated for a long time.

The child in her arms had fallen asleep after eating her full stomach, and the mother looked in the direction of the village entrance with empty eyes.

She didn't know where she should go when she left the village, it was still her only home in the morning, and before it was dark, it had become a cold place thousands of miles away that rejected her.

Ji Wutong was scared of the lotus seed pit, and there would never be a second Uncle Jiang to rescue him.

After thinking for a while, Ji Wutong nodded, and muttered a sentence in his mouth: You can worship God in your heart, why do you need three rotten incense!

This self-talk was heard by Xue Pingshan sincerely, and he laughed twice.

Ji Wutong laughed after saying it, if he had said this before, he would not only have been beaten by his father, but he would also be punished by the gentleman in the school to kneel.

Ji Wutong and Xue Pingshan had just gotten up, and several strong breaths fell on the other side of the river, and it seemed that there were quite a few people.

"It's the Confucian Correction Academy!"

Xue Pingshan squinted his eyes, and gradually saw the appearance of a few people by the river, and in front of him were the four immortals who were the highest level of the Dao realm, and they were even higher than himself.

The last four, two immortals in the Asakusa realm, and two immortals in the flower faith realm.

There are a total of eight people, and the battle is not small.

Ji Wutong looked at these people, he didn't know much about Jiaoren Academy.

But the powerful aura on these people can be clearly felt from a hundred steps away.

Xue Pingshan of the Huaxin Realm can fight hard-to-head with the five Dan soldiers, and it is conceivable how strong the combat power of the four immortals of the Dao Realm is.

The Confucian Jiaoren Academy also practiced kendo. But the difference is that they use soft swords.

The sword is like silk, and the sword is like a swimming dragon.

Their soft swords are hidden in their belts, most notably the jade belt hooks on their belts, which are often hilts.

The gentleman does not show his edge.

This is also the reason why Xue Pingshan can determine their identities at a glance, the color of each person's belt and the lines on it are different, even the hilt of the sword is also in its own style.

The Wendao Realm Immortal who walked in the front was dressed in white and had a green belt around his waist. The green belt is embroidered with a hundred grasses.

This immortal looks two or three years older than Ji Wutong, not to mention the delicate and white, and the sharp clarity between his eyebrows makes people feel very attractive.

Ji Wutong watched this immortal come slowly, no wonder he was always said to be stupid by Old Man Jiang, and if he gave himself another two or three years, it was estimated that it would be difficult to enter the highest realm of immortals.

"Meng Xuan of Xia Jieren Academy, dare to ask the immortals?"

Meng Xuan walked up to Xue Pingshan and glanced at the orphans and widows sitting by the tree, arching his hands with a smile on his face.

When asking Xue Pingshan's name, he didn't forget to nod and smile at Ji Wutong.

"Wanlang City, Xue Pingshan."

Xue Pingshan smiled in return.

The immortals from the Jieren Academy by the river did not come forward, but went directly into the village.

"Brother Xue, this is ......"

Meng Xuan looked at the mother and son under the tree, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Xue Pingshan sighed, and explained what Fang Cai saw in the village, and the reason why the mother and son were expelled from the village.

Meng Xuan shook his head when he heard this, and their party came from Qin'an City in the east.

It turned out that the major immortal mansions had discovered that the boundary monuments in various places were different yesterday, and the Jieren Academy in Qin'an City sent them to repair the boundary monuments along the way and clear the demon beasts and mountain spirits along the road.

"Haven't asked this little brother about his name?"

After asking the reason, Meng Xuan looked at the big bow behind Ji Wutong and was very interested, the one who practiced the bow has always been a Confucian immortal, but it has been rare in these years.

"Renhe Town, Ji Wutong."

Ji Wutong immediately bowed his hand, not to mention that this Meng Xuan was an immortal who heard the Dao realm, and with the elegance of his gestures, Ji Wutong was also admired.

I still remember that Liu Xianshi, who had been given benefits by his father, saw Ji Wutong on weekdays, and he wouldn't even give him a straight eye.

"Meng Xianshi, have you ever passed by Renhe Town...... My mom and dad are still in town. ”

Ji Wutong was worried about his father and mother, and he was afraid that he would be ignorant of etiquette if he asked too much.

"Brother Ji, don't worry. The three main roads in Renhe Town have been properly arranged by my junior sister, and there is Dean Zhang of Shenxing Academy in the town, no obstacles! ”

Meng Xuan told Ji Wutong the truth without any reservations. Although he is an orthodox immortal person, he does not have the slightest shelf of immortals.