Hearing Sikong Han's question, Bei Ming Xiu nodded slightly: "Of course." ”

Seeing that Bei Mingxiu's face still did not change, a flash of surprise flashed in Sikong Han's eyes, and he said fiercely: "Then do you swear?"

"Of course, I swear not to interfere with your Heavenly Dragon Sacrifice, and if there is anything I need to do, I can also help." ”

Sikong Han was stunned for a moment, there seemed to be a flash of disappointment on his face, and then he laughed, patted Bei Mingxiu's back and said: "You kid is interesting, okay, go in, just remember your words, if you dare to mess around, Lao Tzu will tear you apart." ”

Bei Mingxiu felt a pain in his back, and said calmly: "Please rest assured." ”

Then, under the gaze of everyone, he walked straight into Fengyun Village, and immediately turned around and said, "May I ask Your Excellency, is there a residence in the village?"

Sikong Han pointed impatiently in a direction and said, "Big brother has arranged a place for you outsiders who have nothing to do, and there are still rooms, you can choose one by yourself, if something happens, we won't care." ”

Bei Mingxiu arched his hand and said, "Thank you." ”

He walked calmly in the direction Sikong Han was pointing, and quickly disappeared from everyone's view.

There was silence.

Everyone present was attracted by Bei Mingxiu's appearance, and secondly, they were shocked by his advocacy on the spot, and they were speechless for a while.

Yuan Xue whispered after a while: "Senior sister, he is not powerful at all." ”

Si Xiang smiled faintly, pointed to Sikong Han who was smiling on the side and said, "Isn't it great to make the second village master feel happy and easily put him into Fengyun Village?"

Yuan Xue argued: "But he is clearly cowardly." ”

Si Xiang rubbed her head and said dotingly: "The eldest husband can bend and stretch, and he can be so natural, and he is also capable." ”

Yuan Xue always felt that this was so unreasonable, but it seemed to make some sense, and after a while, she still couldn't understand the logic of her senior sister, but in the end, she could only give up arguing, and just silently grimaced at Bei Ming Xiu in her heart.

......

From Sikong Han's behavior at the gate of the village just now, the Northern Meditation Cultivator could clearly feel that Fengyun Village didn't seem to be very welcoming to outsiders like them, and the reason was ...... It seems to be because of the Tenryu Festival?

He first went to look in the direction that Sikong Han pointed out to him, and sure enough, he found a larger house, but this accommodation environment was really not flattering, maybe it was only a little more advanced than the stable.

If he hadn't slept in a more dirty environment, he might have had a big argument with the people of Fengyun Village.

He quickly found an empty room, pushed open the creaky wooden door, and carved a mark on the door, which was chosen.

Before leaving this temporary inn, he carefully asked the middle-aged aunt in the kitchen, and only then did he find that this place was indeed not very friendly to outsiders like them.

Clear soup and white water, this is their food, if you want something else, find a way to go by yourself.

And they don't accept cash tickets, and they are more disgusted even when they accept money.

Bei Ming Xiu sighed helplessly, thinking to himself, in such a remote place, where would the money village come for them to exchange.

After a moment of loss, he walked out of the inn, intending to find someone to inquire about the situation.

Looking at the situation in Fengyun Village, they must be holding some grand event, and it is the so-called Tianlong Festival.

He had never heard of such a festival in the world before, which should be a unique activity in Fengyun Village.

At least he had to figure out what this event was all about.

While looking around, he found a beggar basking in the sun.

He was ragged, unkempt, and lean, and it was obvious that he could rarely eat a full meal, but his expression was very relaxed.

In Fengyun Village, the beggar is already a rare position, and perhaps he is the only beggar in the entire Fengyun Village.

And as a beggar, he can still enjoy himself so much, and this is the first beggar he has ever seen.

He stepped forward and said, "Hello. ”

The beggar glanced up at Bei Ming Xiu and said, "Hello." ”

Bei Ming Cultivator said: "May I ask, what exactly is the Heavenly Dragon Sacrifice?"

The beggar looked away, continued to enjoy the sunshine, and said, "Are we acquainted?"

Bei Ming Xiu said: "First meeting. ”

With that, he stuffed a piece of broken silver into the beggar's hand.

The beggar weighed the weight of the silver in his hand, stretched his waist with satisfaction, a touch of cunning flashed in his eyes, played with the silver in his hand, and smiled: "Now that we are acquainted, what do you want to know." ”04

Bei Ming Xiu smiled and said, "The Heavenly Dragon Sacrifice of your village. ”

......

The Northern Meditation Cultivator reluctantly discovered a fact.

This beggar who loves and enjoys life is a chatterbox.

Although he said almost everything that Bei Ming Xiu wanted to know, he would always add a little bit of his feelings about those things, and then he would go farther and farther, and it would be a long time before he returned to the right path.

But fortunately, at least he figured out the information of the Heavenly Dragon Festival.

It turns out that hundreds of years ago, there was no Fengyun Village here, only a desolation in the Heavenly Desolate Valley and nearby, and in a certain year, a giant dragon spitting flames probed from the mountain, so the earth shook, and it was in this barren area that shook out a spring.

Soon after, the ancestors of the Sikong family led some people to flee from the Central Plains to here, relying on this Hongqing Spring to make a living, and later developed today's Fengyun Village.

In order to commemorate the dragon that created the only water source here, Fengyun Village holds the Heavenly Dragon Festival every year.

In the eyes of the Northern Cultivator, the credibility of this legend is still relatively high, after all, he has never seen a dragon, he has still seen the bloodline of the dragon clan, and the kind of power that bursts out from the bloodline, ordinary cultivators can't resist it at all.

And in those feelings of the beggar, he also sorted out some useful information.

For example, the three brothers of the Sikong family, who are now in charge of Fengyun Village.

Dazhai is the main Sikong Jing, the second Zhai is the main Sikong Han, and the third Zhai is the main Sikong Ming.

The one who stopped him at the door just now was Sikong Han, the master of the second village.

Although in the words of the beggar, Sikong Han, the owner of the second village, may be a reckless man with well-developed limbs and a simple mind, he knows that there is more to it than that.

Even if he is a reckless man, he is also a reckless man with high cultivation.

It was impossible for an ordinary reckless man to smash a fifth-order cultivator into a cabbage in the ground with one palm.

Moreover, even the heavens couldn't see through his cultivation.

Unless...... His spiritual power only circulated in his own meridians, and he never communicated with heaven and earth.

It is not connected to heaven and earth, and it is difficult for heaven and humanity to communicate.

This was the only explanation that the Northern Meditation could think of.

Although this kind of exercise is strange, there are no wonders in the world, and it is not uncommon for it to really exist in the world.

He looked at the simple scenery in Fengyun Village, and felt more and more that he couldn't see through this strange place.

Just then, he heard a rough shout.

Sikong Han walked up behind him and pressed his shoulders: "Remember what you said." ”

Bei Ming Xiu calmly turned his head and nodded: "Of course, if there is anything that needs my help, I will definitely help." ”

Sikong Han said: "In that case, let's take a trip with Lao Tzu." ”

The Northern Cultivator asked, "What are you going to do?"

Sikong Han grinned: "Fight." ”

Bei Ming Xiu smiled bitterly: "Second village master, I am not your opponent. ”

"I heard the little girl say, you are very good at fighting in the Central Plains, looking at your soft and weak appearance, Lao Tzu doesn't believe it, but what the little girl said is very serious, and Lao Tzu is also interested. Sikong Han stared at the Northern Meditation Cultivator and said resolutely, "Your name is ...... Zhou Han, if you're still a man, you'll have a fight with Lao Tzu. ”

Bei Mingxiu looked helplessly at the bearded man in front of him.

There was a clear glint of excitement in Sikong Han's eyes.

It's the burning spirit of finally meeting an opponent – or a potential one.

He was finally sure that this second village master of Fengyun Village was a complete martial idiot, and whether he accepted or refused, Sikong Han would not let him go.

So he nodded in response.

On the one hand, he wants to use this agreement to invite him to fight and establish a good relationship with Sikong Han, which may be of great help to him in what he wants to do next.

On the other hand, he also wanted to test Sikong Han's strength and find out if his cultivation was really as he guessed, he could form a world of his own in his body.

It's just that the little girl who betrayed him must find out when she turns around and teach her a good lesson.