Meng Xiaoshan said this with a solemn face, if it weren't for the fact that there was still blood in his shoulder, and it could also mean that he and Yuwenji had just fought to the point of almost separating life and death, everyone should feel that Meng Xiaoshan and Yuwenji at this moment were like old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, or they were really brothers. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Mo Yao, who had just fallen to the ground and could only put it back on, fell to the ground again after Meng Xiaoshan's words fell.

Some people even want to see around Meng Xiaoshan and Yu Wenji if there is something called "festival" on the ground.

"Brother, I'm Yuwenji of the Chiba Sect, I don't know the name of the elder brother?"

"Dream Xiaoshan!"

Meng Xiaoshan didn't mean to change his name, but he was rude and didn't say the fact that he was from Daqingshan...... Forget it, you can have it.

Of course, Meng Xiaoshan didn't plan to harm Yuwenji now, because he could feel that Yuwenji was indeed kind to him at this moment, and in fact, if you put aside Yuwenji's method of asking him, he didn't seem to have any grievances with Yuwenji.

What's more, since he came to Middle-earth, Meng Xiaoshan always felt that he had to find a guide.

In fact, Meng Xiaoshan doesn't even know why he came to Middle-earth, or that Meng Xiaoshan only has a very vague direction, but he just feels that Daqingshan is too small to let himself look up to Immortality, and he needs strength to win that immortal Dream Xiaoshan, and the bigger platform for strength is nothing more than Middle-earth.

But since he has already come to Middle-earth, Meng Xiaoshan has temporarily lost the direction of his way forward, so he naturally needs a guide.

"For the previous matter, my high voice is guilty, there is a Fang Market not far from here, and there is a good teahouse in the Fang Market, why don't we go there and talk about it together!"

"Everything is up to the old man!"

Without any thinking, it seems that there is no objection to Yu Wenji's proposal, Meng Xiaoshan is showing an unreasonable trust in Yu Wenji at the moment, and Yu Wenji still left with Meng Xiaoshan when he knew that such a fact might be inappropriate.

The trust that Meng Xiaoshan showed was not only his trust in Yu Wenji, but also his trust in his own strength, and his trust that he could definitely leave safely.

And Yu Wenji's casualness is not just really believing in Meng Xiaoshan, but also trusting himself.

The two extremely proud monks, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, it was really hard to believe that they hadn't crossed out a third of the incense stick from the life and death confrontation just now, and now they hooked their shoulders and backs.

Meng Xiaoshan and Yu Wenji left on their own, and the five monks who came with Yu Wenji also quickly followed, as for Mo Yao Meng Xiaoshan did not mention it, Yu Wenji did not ask, as if he did not see this person.

But it is precisely because of this that Mo Yao has a burst of fear in his eyes, and at the same time, he also has a fear.

glanced at the corpse not far from him, and not long ago, he robbed the Shenglong Pill that he had finally photographed back, and now the corpse was already cold.

Without the feeling of a rabbit dying and a fox being sad, Mo Yao turned around and left, without even thinking about taking out the storage bag on Zhou Changhe's waist.

......

Zhangjiafang City, as its name suggests, is the territory of the Zhang family of Xiuxian family.

Jiuhua's Zhang family is not a powerful immortal cultivation family, of course, this is not very powerful, but compared to the big sect that can shake Jiuhua with a few stomping feet, the Zhang family is not bad, not to mention that the Zhang family has a daughter who is a disciple of the Heavenly Providence Academy.

If three years ago, there were still monks who dared to spread wild in Zhangjiafang City with their own identity and strength, now no one dares to spit in Zhangjiafang City casually.

There is a teahouse in the most conspicuous location of Zhangjiafang City, and the teahouse named Caomulou is opened by Zhang's family in the open and secret, so even if you come here to drink a sip of spring and winter tea, you will accidentally spend a hundred and ten spirit stones, and you are willing to fight and suffer, who makes this grass and tree building have the fragrance of beauty.

"Brother, they all say that the grass and wood building is the place where the Zhang family girl realizes the 'grass and trees are withered and glorious', I don't know if there is the fragrance of beauty here, but the real spring and winter tea is really good. ”

Meng Xiaoshan won't be the who is willing to be beaten, but going doesn't prevent him from taking a sip of spring and winter tea.

The fragrance is condensed but not dispersed, like the late spring of spring, and then the fragrance disperses, and the mouth is tasteless and like the white midwinter.

"Good tea!"

"If the tea is not good, it is not worth three spirit stones!"

Picking up the teacup engraved with the two scenes of spring and winter with a smile, Yu Wenji also took a sip, and after a while, he seemed to open the conversation, "Forgive me for taking the liberty of taking the liberty of it, my brother is really from outside?"

"I came here through the desert and the grassland, I don't know what the desert is called, but the grassland should be what you call the sunset grassland!"

Meng Xiaoshan didn't intend to hide it, they were sitting in a very small private room, surrounded by soundproof formations, which did not allow anyone to probe, Meng Xiaoshan did not continue to drink the spring and winter tea that was worth three spirit stones, and after saying his answer, he looked at Yuwenji quietly.

"For a while, the entire Jiuhua people were frantically looking for a way out of the sunset grassland, and the reason was a remnant picture. ”

"Treasure map?"

Yu Wenji smiled, which was a response to Meng Xiaoshan's joke.

"Immortal Cave Mansion!"

After a deliberate pause, after seeing Meng Xiaoshan's pretended calm face, coupled with a little stunned eyes, Yuwen continued his words very well, "About fifty years ago, there was a loose cultivator who came out of the sunset grassland, but he didn't go too far and died, and the half-page remnant was found at that time.

What was found was also three loose cultivators, who originally just wanted to make a fortune by the way, but they didn't want to accidentally get a spirit stone mine.

If this half-page fragment was really discovered by only one person, it would be okay for the three of them to inevitably have a disagreement, no matter what the result was, this half-page fragment was finally known by the monks of the entire Jiuhua. ”

I have to say that Meng Xiaoshan is a very good listener, except for a small joke at the beginning, he is completely listening to what Yu Wenji is saying.

"The process is actually not important, there are more or less thousands of monks into the sunset grassland.

The Sunset Grassland is not only the edge of Middle Earth, but also the edge of Jiuhua, and there are scattered people who enter the Sunset Grassland, but no one pays attention to whether they all come back.

That time when a thousand people entered the grassland was really spectacular, but the result was really bad.

For three months, no one came out of the Sunset Meadow, and the second group of monks continued to walk into the Sunset Prairie without believing in evil, and the result was still the same.

It wasn't until tens of thousands of monks disappeared in the Sunset Grassland one after another, but only three or four monks came back after nine deaths, that several of our sects completely issued a death order and were not allowed to enter the Sunset Grassland. ”

"Because the monks who came back said that the reason why most of them died was that they were lost!"