After hearing this, Tang Zui immediately stood in place, calmly looked at Tong Xiaowei, and was shocked in his heart. I've never heard of a faction that doesn't drink a drop of wine.

Tang Zui asked suspiciously: "Tong Xiaowei, do you know why the Holy Confucianism does not drink alcohol, and the whole city of Shengqiu City prohibits alcohol?"

Tong Xiaowei's face was sad for a while, and he sighed and said with some frustration: "I don't know if this legend is true or not, according to legend, in the ancient period of Confucianism, maybe it was earlier, no one can say." The first generation of the head of the Holy Confucianism participated in an encirclement and suppression.

Legend has it that the person who was surrounded and suppressed was a supreme master who broke through the upper realm. He was besieged to death by the power of the Xiuzhen Realm!, and the first generation of the head of the Holy Confucianism fled back to Shengqiu City. But he cultivated to DJI, and was seriously injured and dying. It's even cursed!

If it is contaminated with half a cent of spiritual wine, it will inevitably die of spontaneous combustion! Therefore, from then on, the Holy Confucianism will not touch a drop of alcohol. ”

After listening to this, Tang Zui secretly said in his heart: Could it be related to his own Dao Yanzhu! Immediately shocked, but immediately looked at Tong Xiaowei's face, and there was a faint look of frustration.

Tang Zui then asked, "Tong Xiaowei, do you have anything else that you haven't said?" I see you're a little frustrated, for some reason. If the old man can help, he will naturally help!"

Tong Xiaowei sorted out his thoughts and said slowly: "Back then, my father was a bookseller in the city, and because he collected many ancient books, his business was not bad. Fifteen years ago, the Holy Confucianism began to collect all the rare books about the secrets of antiquity and even the secrets of the ancient period.

My father has a jade slip that has been handed down from the ancient Taoist period, and he thinks that he will be safe and sound when he hides it on his body. Who knows, but it led to the mutilation of my father!"

Tang asked drunkenly: "Do you know what that jade slip is recorded!"

Tong Xiaowei shook his head, and then said with a sad face: "The villain doesn't know that this jade slip attracted three Yuan Infancy to join forces to search for souls, and it was finally taken away. Because I was only two years old, my father left me alive after his begging!"

Tang drunk sighed at this holy Confucianism, full of benevolence, righteousness and morality. But when he did such wicked things, his heart was immediately filled with anger.

Tang drunk said: "Boy, the scar on your face, is it left back then?" ”

Tong Xiaowei lowered his head with low self-esteem, and then said softly: "I still have my mother living in a mountain village outside the city, because of my father, I belong to the people who are excluded by the Holy Confucianism, and I can't join the Holy Confucianism.

It's just that he works as a tour guide in Shengqiu City on weekdays to earn some spirit stones. On weekdays, I am even more frugal, just to be able to go further in my cultivation. Unfortunately, my mother also died of a serious illness the year before last! I came to the city of Holy Hill, because my clothes were torn, and I used a rag from the house to sew the hole in my clothes.

I was found by the law enforcement team in the city, and the rag that filled the hole who knew was the book "Nine Chapters of Morality" by the Holy Confucianism, because the villain blasphemed the Holy Confucianism and stabbed me in the face. This scar has left ......"

After listening to it, Tang drunk suddenly didn't know how to speak.

The two of them stopped talking, only the sound of the wind blowing slowly. The voices of the people in the distance were full of ironic contrasts with the silence of the two at the moment.

Tang Zui sighed and said slowly: "Okay, this day's time." Thanks to your help in introducing so many things, the old man sees you pitiful, but fortunately he will give you a creation!"

After that, Tang Zui took out a blank jade slip. Copy all the disguise techniques recorded in the "Lingmei Book" into the blank jade slips.

Then he took out a Sumeru ring and handed it to Tong Xiaowei.

Tong Xiaowei saw that Tang was drunk like this, and his eyes suddenly moistened. Exclaimed: "No! senior, this is too precious!"

Tang Zui smiled and stroked the top of Tong Xiaowei's head, and said lightly: "In the avenue, there are many sad people. I hope you work hard, boy, and you will be able to advance to build a foundation as soon as possible!

Tong Xiaowei cried with joy and carefully took the Sumeru ring. Slowly injected spiritual power, and after a short time, he read the disguise technique in the "Lingmei Book".

What's even more surprising is that Tang Zui actually left more than 200 low-grade spirit stones!

Tong Xiaowei suddenly knelt on the ground and slammed his head three times at Tang drunk. said solemnly: "The great kindness of the predecessors, the kid can't repay it." In the next life, if you have the opportunity, you will definitely repay your predecessors!"

Tang Zui smiled and said nothing, Tong Xiaowei asked Tang Zui's name again, but Tang Zui did not tell him. At this time, he just did what he wanted, and this was also a thank you for leading the way as Tong Xiaowei.

The two spoke a few more words, and Tang drunk and let Tong Xiaowei leave.

Looking at the back of Tong Xiaowei leaving, Tang Zui remembered his past. At this moment, there was a burst of cheers from the office in the distance, and he slowly moved towards the office field.

And when Tang was drunk and went to the office field, Tong Xiaowei did not stop and walked towards the exit of the city gate.

An hour later, we came to the exit of the Holy Hill City. The two disciples of the Holy Confucianism who were guarding the gate in the foundation building period looked at Tong Xiaowei coming, and immediately smiled sarcastically: "You kid, you're here to earn spirit stones again!"

Tong Xiaowei lowered his head and did not answer. Walked straight out of Shengqiu City, a vast field outside the city, without the slightest flowers in the city.

This is the world that belongs to him, Tong Xiaowei breathed a sigh of relief. Said to himself: "There are ancient poems - immortals touch my top, and I will receive immortality. This old man doesn't know what the realm is, he is really like an immortal. You can give me a creation!"

Tong Xiaowei thought about what happened today as he walked. As if in a dream, the farther and farther you go, the way home ahead.

Just as Tong Xiaowei was running, a handsome woman in a yellow palace dress was looking at Tong Xiaowei coldly in the air.

This woman was transformed by Gu Huantong, and at this moment, Gu Huantong rushed away, and came behind Tong Xiaowei in a moment.

Gu Huantong slowly leaned out his white left hand, and gently pressed the back of Tong Xiaowei's head with his index finger, Tong Xiaowei's heart was shocked, but his body couldn't move.

Gu Huantong came to Tong Xiaowei's face, and the handsome woman's face showed a look of sarcasm at the corner of her mouth at this moment. Gu Huantong said slowly: "Boy, when you meet the deity, you should die!"

With that, he leaned out his left hand and put it on Tong Xiaowei's head. In an instant, Gu Huantong's left hand was covered by black spiritual power, and Tong Xiaowei couldn't make any sound.

There was a twist on his face, and his body trembled uncontrollably. After a while, his face turned like ashes, and Gu Huantong also withdrew his hand.

Gu Huantong secretly said in his heart: Hmph! In this way, let Tang Boy live for a few more days! Just wait for you to get out of the city, quack!

After that, he looked at Tong Xiaowei, who fell to the ground and died of anger. After glancing at it with a fierce gaze, a black flame shot out from his left hand, and Tong Xiaowei's body instantly burned.

Suddenly turned into ashes and completely disappeared from the world.

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