Chapter 213: Raising Soldiers for a Thousand Days
Nangong Xuan and Zhu Wenhao found a clean place to sit down, and Ye Qinglan stood not far away.
Nangong Xuan handed Zhu Wenhao a pot of wine: "Brother Zhu, how dare that guy be so arrogant and hide his statue in the totem statue."
"Isn't he afraid of God's wrath?"
Zhu Wenhao took a sip, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Who knows, I was taken aback at the beginning."
He didn't expect it before, but later he overheard a kind of Zimu sword, and he realized it later.
Then he returned to a ruined temple found earlier, and after breaking the totem statue, he found that there was still a statue in the statue.
Nangong Xuan also took a sip of wine, and then asked, "Brother Zhu, then what are your plans next?" Still looking for that guy's hideout? ”
Zhu Wenhao nodded: "That's nature, I have to avenge my friend."
Nangong Xuan raised the wine jug and touched Zhu Wenhao: "It's okay, I'm going to find this guy too."
"In that case, let's go our separate ways, I believe that no matter how many hiding places he has, we will solve them."
Zhu Wenhao smiled and drank all the wine in the jug: "Okay, we must deal with him, lest he cause trouble to others."
Zhu Wenhao stood up and said, "Brother Zhang, I have made up your friend, let's see which of us can find each other's nest."
Nangong Xuan also stood up and drank all the wine from the wine jug in his hand: "Okay."
After chatting for a while, Zhu Wenhao got up and said goodbye.
Nangong Xuan and Ye Qinglan also set off again.
On the way, Ye Qinglan smiled and said, "You and that Zhu Wenhao have a good conversation."
Nangong Xuan smiled slightly: "To be able to cultivate such a strong and yang exercise, he is still a righteous gentleman."
"In addition, this guy is very good at doing things, so he is naturally willing to talk a little more."
Ye Qinglan smiled and changed the topic: "What's next?" Is it to leave Rising City, or what? ”
Nangong Xuan thought for a while: "Let's take a look again, don't make any mistakes, if there is no problem, let's go to the next town."
It's better to be serious about this kind of thing, and you can't be sloppy.
Ye Qinglan has no opinion on this, it is all up to Nangong Xuan.
After all, this is a good thing for the people to eliminate harm, and as cultivators, if they don't do something for the people, then what is the use of cultivation.
After that, Nangong Xuan and the others searched carefully in Ruixing City and outside the city to confirm that there were no mistakes at all, and then they left Ruixing City and went to Qingfeng City.
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Nangong Xuan and Ye Qinglan were walking on the streets of Qingfeng City, and it had some snow this morning, and it didn't take long for the streets to be covered with a layer of snow.
Walk on it and make a crisp sound.
Today's Qingfeng City is particularly festive, for no other reason, just because of the pride of Qingfeng City, today's birthday, and returned to Qingfeng City.
Nangong Xuan heard about this in Ruixing City, and there were still many people at that time, in order to see the pride of Qingfeng City, they specially rushed to Qingfeng City.
Regarding the so-called pride of Qingfeng City, Nangong Xuan also understood.
This person's name is Liu Qingfeng, a child of an ordinary family, and when he was fifteen years old, he made an enmity with a third-rate force in the city at that time.
As a result, he was bloodied overnight, and his parents died in that battle to protect him, and he was the only one who escaped.
After that, he wandered alone in a foreign country for nearly a hundred years, and later returned to his hometown, and with his own strength, he washed that force in blood and became famous in a war.
reminds people of him again, but Liu Qingfeng did not choose to stay in his hometown to develop, but went to a foreign country.
After another hundred years, he joined a top force, which is now the Liquan Sect, and became the worship elder of the Liquan Sect.
It is said that fifty years ago, Xiu Wei had already reached the supreme realm.
Because of this, Qingfeng City regards Liu Qingfeng as the pride of Qingfeng City, especially today, which is the two hundred and fifty years since Liu Qingfeng's birth.
Now the third-rate force of Qingfeng City, the Lotus Sect, personally took it to pick up the wind and wash the dust.
A hundred years ago, if it weren't for the third-rate forces of Qingfeng City before Liu Qingfeng's bloodbath, the Tiaolian Sect would not have a bright future.
Therefore, in the past hundred years, the Tiaolian Sect has spent no less money to maintain this relationship.
Nangong Xuan played with the invitation card in his hand: "Do you want to see the world?"
This invitation will be received by everyone who enters Qingfeng City, whether you are an ordinary person or a cultivator.
The Tiaolian Sect sent someone to the entrance of Qingfeng City early in the morning, and when someone entered, he sent an invitation.
Ye Qinglan said indifferently: "Whatever you want, I don't care."
Nangong Xuan said with a smile: "Then let's go, let's see how proud this so-called Qingfeng City is proud."
Originally, this birthday was supposed to be held in the Tiaolian Sect, but since it was Liu Qingfeng's two hundred and fifty-year-old birthday, the Tiaolian Sect felt that it had to be held in a big way.
Therefore, the venue was directly set up in the largest square in the center of the city.
It is very spacious and there is a huge bell tower not far away.
Speaking of this bell tower, it is said to date back to 10,000 years ago, and it was built by a super force at that time.
It's just that later this super power declined, and only this bell tower remained.
Nangong Xuan and Ye Qinglan came to this square, and at this time, the square was full of tables, and everyone who came to celebrate Liu Qingfeng's birthday was arranged to be served.
The gifts on the side were piled up, and there was a disciple who was in charge of recording next to him.
Ye Qinglan said in a low voice, "Have you prepared a gift?"
Nangong Xuan was stunned, what gift? He wasn't prepared at all, and besides, no one had told him about preparing a gift.
Nangong Xuan's eyes rolled and said with a smile: "Look at me."
As he spoke, Nangong Xuan casually took out two wine jugs, and calmly walked to the corner on the side.
He first poured out the wine from the jug, and then called the dark boy out of the coffin.
The dark boy muttered dissatisfiedly: "Well, well, I'm sleeping, so call me out!"
Nangong Xuan showed a harmless smile from humans and animals: "Dark boy, it is the so-called raising soldiers for a thousand days and using soldiers for a while, now it's time for you to help."
The dark boy took two steps back and looked at Nangong Xuan with a vigilant expression: "What are you going to do!"
This dog thing, smiling so cheaply, must not be a good thing.
Nangong Xuan raised the two wine jugs: "Don't do anything, just let you urinate on it!"
The dark boy roared angrily: "Don't pee!" After speaking, he returned directly to the coffin of the burial abyss.
His uncle, what does he think of his uncle, how precious is his uncle's urine, you say let the uncle urinate, and the uncle will pee?
Nangong Xuan took out the dark boy again: "Come a little, just a little."
The dark boy struggled desperately, but Nangong Xuan pinched his tail with two fingers and picked it up, no matter how he struggled, he couldn't get out of Nangong Xuan's control.
"Fuck your uncle, you want to pee yourself, uncle doesn't serve you!"