Chapter 62: Descendants

The old guy woke up early the next morning, compared to the last time he was coronaized, he was grabbed by Wu Mian's feet and dragged away, this time the situation is much better. When he opened his eyes, he was lying on Wu Mian's shoulder, and as this unreasonable guy walked forward step by step, the old guy's head kept upside down.

After waking up, Wu Mian immediately noticed it. With a shake of his shoulder, the old fellow fell off his shoulder and fell heavily to the ground. After getting up from the ground, it was clear whether he would return or not, and Wu Mian took him to an official road. After identifying the southeast, northwest, and northwest, I realized that this thing was heading towards the north, but it was impossible to say exactly where it went.

He stood up from the ground in a daze, touched the ring hidden on his chest and was still intact, before he said to Wu Mian: "Are you going to take me there to sell?"

Wu Mian glanced at him slowly, and said: "You find a bronze mirror to take a look at yourself, who is blind will buy you to be old and immortal?" Speaking of this, Wu Mian paused, his eyes looked towards the end of the official road, and then said: "Let's go back to Yangshan and borrow your cave to live for a few more years."

This sentence is stunned, and said: "Yangshan, didn't we just come out of there? Isn't it so coincidental, you Dafang Shi left the location of the next map in Yangshan, right?"

Wu Mian glanced at the old guy and said, "Your outer house is on Yangshan, how can you Dafang Master choose there, aren't you afraid of cheapening you?" Saying that, the expression on Wu Mian's face became a little strange, and after a pause, he said again: "What you said yesterday also has a little truth, I should find a place to think about it, in addition to the thunder and lightning technique, can there be any other technique that is more suitable for me?"

As soon as Wu Mian's words were finished, before he could reply, he saw five or six people running down on both sides of the official road. On both sides, Wu Mian and Gui Fu were surrounded in the middle.

At first, I thought it was Guangren who brought his disciples to kill, but when I saw that these dozen or so people were all vain, they were all out of breath after running down, and they had no connection with the monks. Wu Mian took away the arc that was about to emerge again, and looked at what these dozen or so people wanted to do.

There was a leader on each of these sides, and one of them, a chubby young man, came up and said directly: "You two have a good day! Grandpa looked at the appearance of the two of you bare-assed, maybe he thought it was funny, and as soon as his heart softened, he let the two of you go and spared the lives of the two dogs!"

At this point, the man suddenly stopped. Just when Wu Mian was so angry that he kept sneering, someone behind him suddenly said: "If you want to be a hero, don't say that the grandfathers don't warn the two of you, the grandfathers are all Fangshi, once you cast a mysterious spell, then the two of you will not even have a chance to be reincarnated in the next life" The man who spoke was a man who was seven or eight points similar to the man just now, and the appearance of the two of them was a pair of close relatives.

"Haha, both of us came from a small place, and I heard that Fang Shi is a trickster and a peach. I can't say that Master Fang, your mystical technique allows our brothers to see and understand" Wu Mian was angry and happy, and then looked at the two of them who were talking like an idiot.

One of them was anxious to see it, and shouted: "Then you just wait for the catastrophe!" Before the words fell, the person who spoke had already taken a step back, took out a spell made of jute in his arms, and then began to chant words in his mouth, but it was a little embarrassing that when he saw that a spell was about to be memorized, this person suddenly paused, as if he had forgotten the words, and then, with a slightly twisted expression on his face, he said: "This time it is not counted-"

After reciting a spell stumblingly, the jute talisman in this person's hand suddenly became natural without fire. The fire grew bigger and bigger, and in an instant, the jute talisman turned into a fireball. The man who chanted the incantation pushed the fireball out with both hands.

Under the urging of this person, the fireball flew crookedly towards Wu Mian's front door. The moment before this fireball was about to touch him, Wu Mian suddenly spewed out a breath from his mouth and blew out the fireball violently. Then, looking at these inexplicable 'alchemists', he said: "It's such a coincidence, I also learned a little magic at the beginning, and I was about to find a few people who understood it to ask for advice."

As he spoke, the arc on Wu Mian's body resurfaced, and he shot out towards the dozen or so people in all directions, and the dozen or so people fell to the ground in response, twitching on the ground.

Just when Wu Mian was about to come again and ask for the lives of these people. The old guy stopped him and said, "Don't be in a hurry first, I see that although the little doll's fire initiation technique just now stumbled, the number of roads looks familiar, and if you can't figure it out, it's really the apprentice of the Cantonese generation." Let's ask first before we do it."

This Wu Mian didn't have an opinion, he mentioned the two together. The arc in his hand flashed again, and after the two of them trembled, they actually returned to normal.

After the two of them returned to normal, their first action was to kneel down towards Wu Mian at the same time, and kept saying that they would worship under Wu Mian's door and learn his exquisite techniques.

Before Wu Mian could give them a kick, he suddenly said: "The apprentice is not in a hurry, but you have something to understand." According to the rules of the Fangshi Sect, if you switch to another teacher, you must obtain the consent of the previous teacher. Otherwise, the former teachers will take your lives."

Unexpectedly, the two of them waved their hands again and again, and the one who looked a little older said, "We both learned from home, and these techniques have been passed down from generation to generation by our ancestors."

"Oh?

"Our family declined decades ago, and it is a shame for our ancestors to mention it" The two didn't want to say it, but they were repeatedly asked to return, and the person who spoke just now continued: "My surname is Gui Minglai, and that is my brother's surname Gui Ming. We didn't have any celebrities in the previous generations, but eighty percent of the ancestors of the founding clan have heard of his old man's name. The name of our ancestors will not return to the top