Fang Yan turned his head suddenly, and the gong frame was almost subconsciously posed, and his body was full of qi and was about to burst out.

The streets and alleys were crowded one after another, mostly the people in the market buying things, and the shouts rang out from time to time.

Fang Yan silently glanced around, released his fist, walked away again, drank the last few drops of tea in the cup, and wiped the corners of his mouth. At the end of the day, he glanced back again before turning around and disappearing into the corner.

The young man was depressed, and when he arrived in the second realm, his spirit and spirit had grown a lot, and just now he suddenly felt like a man on his back, and his heart palpitations were abnormal, which was obviously not a good sign.

It wasn't until he arrived at the inn that Fang Yan was in a better mood, but he still told the others to pay attention when they went out.

Zhao He didn't go back to the Six Battle Gate, relying on his friendship with Fang Yan, he quickly integrated into the four of them, and moved in with a big grin.

Lin Haoran had no choice but to share a bed with Zhao He. After dating for a few days, Zhao He had a good impression of this polite fortune teller, but he was too old-fashioned and didn't act like a mountain man at all, but he didn't look like it himself.

The little girl in the Taoist robe was pulled by Hua Weijian to buy some rouge gouache, Fang Yan simply retreated in the inn during this time, took out the objects in the storage magic weapon one by one and counted them, and then put them into the heart lake, and soon the empty corner of the heart lake was stacked with bottles and cans.

"Master, you put it like this, like a warehouse, how can people still live!"

Fang Yan smiled a little embarrassedly, and quickly moved these things to the side away from the thatched house, stacked them neatly, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

The second realm opens up the heart lake, which can be used to place close objects, and the mind takes it, which is much more convenient than storing magic weapons.

After Fang Yan cleaned up, he threw some of the remaining spiritual liquid back into the storage bag, hung it on his waist, and made up his mind to exchange it for a few silver-edged copper coins.

At this time, Hua Weijian led the little girl in the robe upstairs quickly, and the girl looked proud, and pushed the little girl in the robe forward, "Look, it's good-looking!"

Fang Yan stared at the little girl in the Taoist robe with a thick rouge on her face in a daze, the latter's cheeks were flushed, and she lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Fang Yan, Lin Haoran on the side glanced at it, and was almost choked by the peanuts in her hand.

"High! I haven't seen the girl's craftsmanship, it's really high!" Zhao He stiffened his face and gave a thumbs up to Chaohua.

......

In the Western Regions, in Fengluan Prefecture, in Fengluan City, there was a young man's angry voice, "Old man Song, don't go too far!

Under the dumbfounded gaze of the people in the market, the short-faced young man with a gray face couldn't care about his face at the moment, ran all the way and fled, and also pulled out the long knife at his waist and put it across his chest, but he was still chopped out.

"If you abolish your mother, you can't even stop one ten-thousandth of Lao Tzu's strength, and you dare to be lazy here?!" the old man in Mai who followed him glared and scolded angrily.

The short brown boy pulled himself up, and before he had time to say a few cruel words, he directly began to flee again.

On a pavilion, two girls were talking to each other, sighing from time to time.

"Dong Zao, how many times has this fool run away?" Zang Ruiqing said with a frown.

"Miss Hui, Childe has run no less than ten times in the past three months, but he has never succeeded. Winter Zao couldn't help laughing, and counted it at a glance.

"This fool knows that he can't run, what else is he running, it's good to practice honestly with his seniors. Zang Ruiqing stared at the embarrassed figure, and said sullenly after a moment.

The old man saw that the young man was still going to run, so he stepped out, and Feng Mianmiao was just about to make a move, but he kicked out directly, lying on the ground and humming.

"That's all that Lao Tzu taught dogs?" the old man said lightly.

Feng Mianmiao got up, glared at the old man and said, "I entered the second realm in five years!"

"Dog's day, when Lao Tzu was twenty years old, he could slash the three realms with a sword, and almost swept half of the Western Regions martial arts, you are a fart!" the old man scolded angrily.

Feng Mianmiao wanted to speak, but in the end she swallowed it back, but fortunately she couldn't get up.

There's no way, who let this old guy hack a few yuan babies to death some time ago!

Song Xiaoming looked at Feng Mianmiao who was pretending to be dead on the ground, although his face was angry, he was still quite satisfied in his heart, after all, the young man had only been with him for half a year, and he had already broken through the second realm, this talent was amazing, but he was too afraid of hardship, if he went to the battlefield to roll around, it would be considered what he Song Xiaoming meant!

Song Xiaoming made up his mind and wanted to have a good chat with King Feng Luan.

At this time, the old man suddenly squinted his eyes, and then said to Feng Mianmiao, "Go back and practice the pile, before I come back, I must practice your sword technique a hundred times!"

After saying that, the old man had a little foot on his feet, swept straight to the city, and then ran all the way, out of the city, and walked for more than 100 miles before stopping.

Not far away, the monk holding a green lantern was stunned for a moment, then smiled and folded his hands and said a Buddha name.

The old man didn't bring a knife, but he didn't hesitate, he was dressed in sackcloth without wind, and dozens of knife lights were hidden in his sleeves in an instant.

On that day, the old man relied on this hand to kill five Three Realms Qi Cultivators in Mo Domain!

The monk's smile remained unchanged, but he took a step back, raised his left hand, and gently held the sword light that shook out.

The old man pressed step by step, and the monk had to retreat again and again, and the Buddha's light on the robe overflowed, isolating the amazing Gang Qi from the body, but it was not hurt in the slightest.

The old man laughed, his eyes burning. "What a golden-bodied Arhat!"

"Song Xiaoming, don't deceive people too much!" a clear voice suddenly came with anger.

Song Xiaoming was stunned for a moment, and then his face was strange, he actually took the initiative to take a step back, and the sword light escaped and was scattered into the sky by him, he stared at the woman who came over, and snorted lightly: "How, you girl, your elbow turned out?"

The beautiful woman with long hair mopping the floor, wearing a plain white long skirt, with a bamboo flute pinned to her waist, her figure fluttered, fell in front of the monk, and said unceremoniously: "I call it helping but not helping relatives!"

Song Xiaoming said indignantly: "You really don't know the roots of this stupid monk?"

The woman smiled and said, "I don't care, whoever bullies him, I can't get along with anyone!"

The monk touched his bald head and said to the old man with a smile: "Qingchan Temple Green Lantern, I have seen Lord Song." ”

He looked at the woman again, his eyes were a little helpless, and he said, "Master Su, you are still there." ”

The woman's eyebrows curled into crescents, and she grinned, "Not really!"

Song Xiaoming said angrily: "Forget it, I didn't bring a knife today, so I won't fight." ”

The green lantern monk folded his hands, recited a Buddha name, and said: "The poor monk passes through Fengluan City, and I hope that the Song Shizhu can be accommodating." ”

Song Xiaoming narrowed his eyes and sneered: "Yohe, if you don't have a customs clearance document, that's not good." ”

In the states of the Western Regions, travel needs to use customs clearance documents to open the way, if there is no documents, the guards stationed are not so easy to talk to.

The green lantern monk is also quite helpless, he has not been to the Western Regions for more than ten years, Fengluan City is a new royal capital that has only been established in recent years, and the customs clearance documents prepared by his own temple are too old, and there is no official seal of Fengluan City at all. When I came, I could still be cared for by the Western Regions monastery as a discussion of Buddhism, but I won the debate this time, and the Western Regions temple had no face, so where would I take care of myself again?

The woman dragged the monk's robe and said with a smile: "Monk monk, don't beg him, I'll see the old lady enter the city, so why does King Fengluan dare not give me face?"

Song Xiaoming was deflated, and said angrily: "Su Shuyue, are you from the Western Regions or from the Southern Xinjiang, don't take an inch!"

The woman grimaced at the old man.

Song Xiaoming had a expression on his face, if he had a knife on his body, he would have slashed at the bald donkey in front of him without hesitation, he would definitely not be able to kill him, but it was still okay to practice knives with him, as for this woman...... It's a long time coming, hum!

Song Xiaoming is also depressed to death, it is really a big cause and effect in this girl, and even she is in trouble.

Who made her the fourth in the world!