"Stop messing around, you little girl. An old voice came out. Immediately afterwards, a wooden wheelchair was pushed out of the bamboo forest.

There was a long-bearded old man sitting in a wheelchair, his silver hair was scattered over his shoulders, but his face was still relatively ruddy, but it was a pity that wrinkles spread from the corners of his eyes to the cheeks, and he should be a hundred years old.

The wheelchair was pushed out by a one-armed middle-aged man, and when Qi Lang saw the smiling face, he immediately recognized it, it was Xu Biao, the captain of the escort team of the Mingyu Kingdom.

"Grandpa Wuchen!" Mi Rong ran over all of a sudden, and a laugh like a silver bell rang out, "I'm okay with these moves, right?"

"You're doing it nonsense, so those tricks are so-so. The dustless old man laughed, reached out and stroked the messy hair of Mi Rong's sideburns, looking really kind like his own grandfather.

Qi Lang could only stand in place awkwardly at this time. He figured it out, it looked like the princess was testing her true abilities for the dustless old man, and he, screwed up.

"The old man can't get up, forgive me, little warrior. The dustless old man nodded to Qi Lang. His smile is truly intimate.

"I've met Mr. Dustless. Qi Lang saluted respectfully, but his clothes slipped down in pieces, which made him blushing and embarrassed.

"Not shy...... Oh my!" Mi Rong giggled twice, but immediately covered her mouth in surprise. Although she only glanced at it, Qi Lang's scars all over her body were really shocking, and she was a little frightened.

Qi Lang knew that his body was unsightly, and his face became even redder. It was clear that Her Royal Highness the princess was taking revenge on him for his recklessness that day, but Qi Lang could guarantee that he had focused his attention on the injury on her shoulder at that time, and as for the other parts, he didn't pay any attention at all. But now it's good, Qi Lang has suffered such a dumb loss, so he has to helplessly hold the rag piece and put it on his shoulder.

"Little brother, please forgive my princess for being naughty and willful, this dress is compensation for you. Xu Biao walked out, it seemed that he had been prepared, and on his remaining left hand, he was holding a snow-white dress.

Qi Lang respectfully took it in his hand, and hurriedly turned his back and put it on his body. It was a garment made of mulberry silk, which was smooth and smooth to wear, and almost weightless. Qi Lang knew that this was a specialty of the East, and in the Western countries, only princes and nobles had the opportunity to buy such precious fabrics. This compensation is really a lot of money, because in terms of price, about a thousand sets of linen clothes can't be exchanged for such a piece.

However, there is one thing that Qi Lang finds strange - the sewing handiwork of this dress seems to be a little rougher, and even a few places have threads, which is really a little sorry for such a good fabric. And Xu Biao probably saw Qi Lang's doubts, and explained with a smile: "Fortunately, at least the size is appropriate, which shows that the craftsmanship of our princess has made great progress." ”

But Mi Rong didn't care, smiled and glanced at Qi Lang, who was dressed up, and then turned his head to the dustless old man and said, "Grandpa Wuchen, I think Uncle Xu is talking nonsense, this soldier named Qi Lang looks ordinary, what's so special? He must be making a fuss." ”

Xu Biao shook his head helplessly, stood back at the back of the wheelchair, and pushed the old man up with the naughty princess.

The dustless old man didn't say a word, just stared at Qi Lang's face carefully and carefully, when the wheelchair had already come to Qi Lang, he seemed to have come to his own conclusion, then he patted Mi Rong's little hand, and said with a smile: "Little girl, don't look at you to reach the level of a high-level warlock, in terms of looking at people, you still have to learn from your Uncle Xu, you are really too far behind." ”

Seeing Qi Lang's uncertain expression, Xu Biao finally spoke at this time: "Little brother, this matter is a bit abrupt, and inviting you here is actually Xu's own initiative. When I saw you that day, I had already sensed that there were two completely different forces within you, and that a situation like yours is rare for us cultivators. Therefore, after coming back, I specially begged the dustless senior, hoping that he could judge you a thing or two, and I hope you will not be surprised. ”

Hearing this, Qi Lang felt as if something had knocked on his head: "I remember that Iglu once said that he had found another power in my body, and now this Captain Xu Biao has actually confirmed this statement, shouldn't I really use spirit stones to improve my ability?

While Qi Lang was rapidly recalling all kinds of abnormalities that had happened in the past, he suddenly noticed a new term proposed by Xu Biao -- cultivator! This didn't seem quite right, because in the mouths of Quill and Maggie, the names of the Eastern warriors were obviously called martyrs, how did they change their appearance when they got into their mouths?

"Uh...... It's nothing. Hope I ...... It works for you guys. Qi Lang replied a little confused, "But can I ask a question first?"

"Young warrior, ask me, as long as I know the answer, I will be unreserved. The dustless old man smiled, but Qi Lang felt that his eyes were like the scalpel of Doctor Aiden, as if he had cut open his own brain and rushed to the depths of his soul to find the answer.

Qi Lang took a deep breath, trying to make himself look calmer, and asked, "I don't know if there was some misunderstanding between us, but as far as I know, you warriors seem to be called martyrs......"

The dustless old man laughed, and Princess Mi Rong laughed so much that she couldn't straighten her waist. "It's a deep misunderstanding. "That's the prejudice that Westerners have about us, and they think we're weird, so they put their ignorance together and put the reputation of martyrdom on our heads." It's as if we call them brute warriors, which is just a malicious contempt for brave warriors. But I think it's easier for you to think it through, because you're also a member of the Orientals, and you know that we worship heaven and earth, and worship gods, but we are cultivators, not the kind of ignorant people who will sacrifice their lives to inexplicable powers. ”

"Oh, I'm sorry. Qi Lang smiled self-deprecatingly, "I'm so stupid to believe those nonsense." ”

"You're finally right. Mi Rong smiled again and snatched the stubble. She seemed to think that embarrassing Qi Lang was the funniest thing in the world, so much so that she wouldn't waste any chance to snatch him white.

However, Xu Biao obviously remembered the fact that the dustless old man didn't have much time, and quickly pulled the focus of the discussion back to the right track: "Dustless senior, I remember you once mentioned that if the inner cultivation of our Oriental people can be combined with the external force of the West, then it is very likely to refine an unprecedented strong person. And the situation of Qi Lang's little brother seems to be quite close, but I don't know how he broke through the innate obstacles......"

The dustless old man stared at Qi Lang's chest twice, he seemed to have found something, but he didn't say anything, just closed his eyes and meditated for a moment.

At this time, Qi Lang felt a soft and warm aura circling around his chest, and the necklace was stimulated by that breath, as if it had turned into six beads of light of different colors, piercing into his chest and running slowly in his body.

"It was a wonderful chance. The dustless old man finally woke up, and his old voice came out again, sounding neither sad nor joyful, but when it echoed in Qi Lang's mind, it brought him an inexplicable feeling of joy, "That is an opportunity that cannot be replicated." Looks like he's the one. ”

"I'm sorry, Mr. Dustless. But I don't understand what you're saying. Qi Lang asked softly.

The dustless old man opened his eyes, and he smiled again: "To be honest, I don't understand either. You have a lot of secrets that are difficult to understand with the knowledge I have. But you've crossed that threshold, so you're the one. ”

"Which one?" Qi Lang really didn't like the feeling of guessing the puzzle.

"The man who led the world out of the crisis. The dustless old man stroked the long beard on his chest, and the expression on his face became a little more serious, "Have you heard of the term reincarnation? The reincarnation of human beings is probably only decades, hundreds of years, the reincarnation of empires is about thousands of years, and the reincarnation of civilization may be hundreds of thousands or millions of years...... Of course, we have a greater reincarnation, which is the reincarnation that cannot be escaped by all things in the universe, which may be beyond imagination, but there will still be a node that will come to this world. In order to escape the difficulties of samsara, the sages have searched for various solutions, and there is a saying that we will eventually need a strong man to lead the world out of crisis. In my opinion, you are probably that person. ”

This topic is too big, and Qi Lang feels a little unreliable when he hears this: "Mr. Wuchen, is it possible that you have recognized the wrong person?" I mean, I do really want to be a strong man, but I don't really have much confidence in dealing with such a big crisis......"

"Neither of us should jump to conclusions. The old man interrupted him kindly, "There is still a long way to go, we all have to show enough patience." When people get old, their memory is always not good sometimes, and I only seem to have two hours to spare. Yo, there's only over an hour left, and you see, I've almost delayed my business. ”

Qi Lang really didn't understand what his so-called business was, to be honest, he was very much looking forward to this hour passing quickly.