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Xiao Mian and the man looked at each other, and they were both stunned for a long time.

"Ha! It's rare to see you kid so embarrassed, how about it? Zhongzhou is not easy to mix, right? It's really not good, just go back to Nanyue Prefecture with me!"

"You...... Why are you here!?"

"What's the matter? Just let your kid come to Zhongzhou to make trouble in the wind and rain, and don't let my old man come to visit relatives and hang out?"

"But...... But you ......"

"Hey, good boy! Cultivation is getting more and more sophisticated, Zhongzhou is really a good place to sharpen people! It seems that this time with those boys, it is really the right ......."

"Qingqiu senior, you still brought someone here?"

But it turned out that it was Qingqiuzi who appeared in front of Xiao Mian!

With a roll of his eyes, Xiao Mianfu was as good as his heart.

"Wait a minute! Could it be that the so-called envoy corps, that is, you?"

"That's right! It's a pity that there is no reward...... Qingqiuzi just joked like this, but Xiao Mian's face changed sharply, and when he remembered something, he asked urgently: "Have you ever met Uncle Ding Wenquan Ding?" He is the only son of the predecessor of the jade hoe, if it is ......?"

"If it weren't for the encounter with Wenquan, I wouldn't have known that your kid was so violent, and he dared to single-handedly challenge the Yuanying Ancestor—what about that person?

Qingqiuzi's words made Xiao Mian not know how to deal with it.

You can't lick your face and say: That person was shocked by his own dragon power and killed him, right?

Obviously, Qingqiuzi's words were mostly jokes, so he didn't think that Xiao Mian would be able to run away or even kill a primordial ancestor!

"Oh! I see! I said why did that old boy suddenly abandon me and run away!" Suddenly patting his head, Xiao Mian made a look of sudden realization, and said loudly while bowing to Qingqiuzi: "It turned out that the thief saw through the whereabouts of Qingqiu's senior, so he let the junior go, thank you for saving your life!"

“...... , did he really escape on his own?"

"How else do you think: how can I survive until now?"

"Cut! also to ......"

Although he always felt that something was wrong with the scene, Qingqiuzi did not delve into it.

At that moment, Qingqiuzi took Xiao Mian and went straight to the south.

Shortly after the two left, a figure appeared in the valley.

"Jin Bakong, Jin Bakong, I'm old, I still don't have a long memory! But I don't blame you, who would have thought that kid would have such a murder weapon?"

The gray-robed figure stood in the valley for a long time, and then suddenly disappeared.

Besides, Xiao Mian has already freshened up at this time.

Although Xiao Mian lost a lot of blood in the vicious battle with Jin Bakong, for a monster like him who almost made bloodletting commonplace, what was a little blood loss?

On the contrary, it is the true element that has been lost, and it needs to be replenished slowly.

For some dark injuries, it is necessary to find a quiet place and recuperate well, so as not to fall and sink into the disease.

Although Xiao Mian's face was a little pale, his spirit was very good.

After all, not everyone can survive from the pursuit of a primordial ancestor, not to mention that Xiao Mian also killed the golden tyrant!

Taking advantage of Qingqiuzi's escape, after a while, Xiao Mian saw Ding Wenquan waiting on the coast.

To Xiao Mian's surprise, in addition to Ding Wenquan, there were four other people.

Among the four people, there are three people whom Xiao Mian knows, namely: Jing Chu, Hu Ying, and the first disciple of Wanzong's original Confucianism - Kong Yuanren!

The other person, Xiao Mian didn't know.

But judging from Xiao Mian's experience, among the four, I am afraid that his cultivation is the highest.

That's weird!

Hu Ying and Jing Chu aside, that Kong Yuanren is the next generation of scholars, a proud protégé, and a young master of the first class of Wan Zongyuan.

Back then, Kong Yuanren was only one step late to Bai Jintang, and he successfully married Dan.

Counting the entire Ten Thousand Sect Plains, is there anyone better than him?

Wait a minute!

Could it be him?

Thinking like this, although he had some understanding in his heart, Xiao Mian still unconsciously glanced at the person a few more times, and then greeted Jing Chu and Kong Yuanren with a smile.

As for Hu Ying, Xiao Mian chose to turn a blind eye.

Because of the presence of Qingqiuzi and Ding Wenquan, the two ancestors of the Yuanying, it is naturally impossible for everyone to talk openly.

But it was Ding Wenquan who saw Xiao Mian and was extremely excited.

grabbed Xiao Mian's arm, shushing the cold and asking for warmth.

Even a cheeky person like Xiao Mian was also made uncomfortable by Ding Wenquan.

"What's that...... Uncle Ding, I'm fine!It's just that the injury is a little serious, and I need some excellent elixir to recover, see if you have ...... anywhere?"

"Yes, yes, what elixir do you want?"

"It doesn't matter! it's worth the money -- I mean, it's good!"

At that moment, Ding Wenquan threw out several porcelain bottles, uncorked them one by one, and let Xiao Mian choose.

Several of the porcelain vases were seen by the ancestor of Qingqiu, and his eyes were also shining.

What kind of eyes does Xiao Mian have?

His eyes didn't move, so he pushed back the bottles of the best sixth-order spirit pill to Ding Wenquan intact, and in the latter's confusion, he glanced at Qingqiu Ancestor.

Ding Wenquan realized it later, but he was not stupid.

Xiao Mian certainly has a life-saving grace for him, but isn't Qingqiu Ancestor the same?

But it turned out that Ding Wenquan was forced to be helpless before, and had to take the initiative to escape from Lei Gong's sight.

After that, Lei Gong made a strong chase, although Xie Bao and the three of them rushed all the way to help, but if it hadn't happened to meet the Qingqiu Ancestor from the south, Ding Wenquan was afraid that he would be more than lucky.

Qingqiu Ancestor was not hypocritical, and with a wave of his big hand, he put the porcelain vase sent by Ding Wenquan into his sleeve, revealing an unfathomable smile.

"When I came this time, the old man of the jade hoe was already dying, he didn't care if he died, the farmer's stream was bound to be pushed to the forefront, and more than ten years ago, the killing god of the killer road was already condensed, if the killer dao took advantage of the rise of the situation, the name of the ninth stream would be changed!"

Qingqiu Old Ancestor's so-called "Killer Dao" is a new and unified genre formed after the Killing God integrated the Killer Alliance.

Once the ancestor of the jade hoe dies, regardless of whether there are internal and external troubles in the peasant stream, the killing god is bound to rise strongly, and then occupy the position of one of the nine streams of the peasant stream.

When Ding Wenquan heard this, his face changed drastically.

Although Qingqiu Ancestor's words were ugly, they were the truth.

"It's all strange that the kid was delayed by mundane things and delayed the trip of Uncle Ding's return to the south!" Before Ding Wenquan could speak, Xiao Mian had already taken over the conversation: "I don't know how the predecessors of Qingqiu planned? If Uncle Ding fails to rush back to Wanzong City before the fall of the Jade Hoe Ancestor, the peasant family has no leader, and Wanzong Yuan has a way to deal with it?"

"In that case, the Killer Dao will be one of the nine streams!"

Qingqiu Ancestor said this as a matter of course.

"If Uncle Ding returns to Wanzong City as scheduled?" Before Qingqiu Ancestor could speak, Xiao Mian asked again: "Old Uncle Ding Lingnong was born, could it be that you want him to compete with that killer-born Killing God to go to the Heavenly Punishment Platform to decide the belonging of the nine major schools?"

"This ......"

It was the Qingqiu Ancestor, who had always behaved perversely, and was also speechless when asked by Xiao Mian.

Let Ding Wenquan, who was born in Lingnong, compete with the killer-born God of Killing?

It's better to give Ding Wenquan a dagger and let him cut himself!

In this way, what difference does it make if Ding Wenquan can be found or not, or whether Ding Wenquan can rush back to Wanzong City as scheduled?

"What do you kid want to say?"

"The world has changed over time, and now that the catastrophe is coming, the five states in the world are busy integrating their strength and improving the cultivation of their monks.

"So what?"

"The kid has no form! Proposal: In the city of Wanzong, suspend all power struggles. As long as Uncle Ding can rush back to Wanzong City as scheduled, the status of the nine major schools of the peasant stream should be as stable as Mount Tai and must not be moved lightly; as compensation, the peasant stream will cultivate all the spiritual plants needed for the killer path for free, and after the catastrophe, take the initiative to give way to the killer path!"

“......”

When the Qingqiu Ancestor heard this, he was silent for a long time.

Others such as Jing Chu, Kong Yuanren, Hu Ying and others, where do they have the right to speak?

Only the fourth person Xiao Mian didn't know looked at Xiao Mian with blazing eyes.

dared to use the Jindan realm to attack the Qingqiu Ancestor so unscrupulously, and the Qingqiu Ancestor still gave him face.

This kid is not only bold, but also not simple!

As for Ding Wenquan, he opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

Xiao Mian's proposal, in the long run, is to oust the peasant stream from the throne of the nine major schools, but if it is not according to Xiao Mian's proposal, the peasant stream will immediately step down!

It's just that the killing god and the killer don't agree, it's another matter.

Or it depends on what the three religions mean......

"I personally agree with your proposal, but I still have to submit it to the higher-ups of Wanzong City, and they will decide. ”

Qingqiu Ancestor said this very prudently, but it had already made Xiao Mian and Ding Wenquan let go of half of their hearts - it must be known that Qingqiu Ancestor was originally one of the Taoist elders, and his opinion represented the opinion of Taoism, plus the two Venerables of Tianlong Temple, who had always been compassionate and compassionate, I think the two of them would also agree with Xiao Mian's proposal.

The only thing to worry about now is the ancestor of the Bai family......

"Then that's just the last question......

Now that Ding Wenquan has been rescued and a consensus has been reached with Qingqiuzi, the last question next is how to send Ding Wenquan back to Nanyue Prefecture.

As soon as possible!

"Yes, ask Quan, are you ready to rush back to Nanyue Prefecture immediately?"

"Wen Quan thought about it day and night, hoping that he could rush back to South Vietnam one day sooner -- not to mention returning to the peasant family to preside over the overall situation, but only his father...... I'm going to see him one last time!"

If you want to rush back to Nanyue Prefecture from Chu County, you must cross the endless ocean, although you are also an ancestor, you are afraid...... , alas!"

Qingqiu Ancestor shook his head and said nothing, and Ding Wenquan's face was full of embarrassment.

But it was Xiao Mian, his heart moved, and he caught a glimpse of Hu Ying listening intently to the conversation between the three, and he smiled faintly without a trace.

"Why don't you ask the Yuanying Monk from Chu County for help?"

"The Yuanying Monks of Chu County, are they willing?"

"The predecessors don't know anything! In Chu County, contracts have become a common practice......

At that moment, Xiao Mian told the matter of the popular contract in Chu County.

"As long as the remuneration is appropriate, there is no shortage of Yuan Infant Ancestors who will take this deal! After all, it is just to send Uncle Ding across the endless ocean, and it is not a matter of life and death. Qingqiu Ancestor and Uncle Ding, if you two think it is feasible, the juniors will arrange it!"

“...... Now it seems that this is the only way!"

Qingqiu Ancestor nodded, and Ding Wenquan naturally had no opinion.