The night had completely darkened, and in the face of such a master, Pan Cheng'er couldn't help but feel a little frightened. Ouyang Wu Ghost is not ugly, and he is still a little handsome, but his skin is too white, and there is a birthmark on his head. In the middle of the night, if you don't frighten to death, you should die.

Ouyang Wugui looked Pan Cheng'er up and down and said, "Boy, how old are you this year?" Pan Cheng'er replied: "Back to the third uncle, the little nephew just passed his thirteenth birthday today. "Today is your birthday?" Ouyang Wu Ghost pondered, today is the day of the founding of the Ancient City Sect, and according to legend, the place where the Ancient City Sect is located was once an ancient city for the cultivation of the Divine Realm. This little imp will be in a hurry. "Thirteen years old, looking at the moves you just now, it's like a dog-beating stick method, who is your master?" Pan Cheng'er said: "The little nephew's martial arts were learned from Elder Hongtao of the Beggar Gang, but the elder said that the junior nephew's seniority was too low to worship him as a teacher, so he just taught the little nephew martial arts, and did not accept the little nephew as an apprentice, maybe I don't have this qualification yet" Pan Cheng'er said and scratched his ears.

Ouyang Wugui smiled when he heard this, "It's true that you don't have this qualification~ But it's not you, it's him~" Ouyang Wugui squinted and continued: "Hongdao's little bit of martial arts is also worthy of being your master?" Pan Cheng'er was stunned for a moment, and replied: "Third uncle, what you said makes your nephew not understand, and what is your relationship with your father?" Pan Cheng'er doesn't understand these two things, Elder Hongdao is the head of the five elders of the Beggar Gang, formerly known as Hong Zaixing, and changed his name to Hongdao after sitting on the position of elder, and the five elders of the Beggar Gang sat on the position of the elder and changed their names to rice, millet, millet, wheat, and soybean, which are the names of the five grains, and call the flowers to beg for a living, and take food as the sky, which means that no matter whether they are people or beggars, they cannot forget their roots. Elder Hongdao is strong in martial arts, in addition to the leader of the beggar gang, he is the master, this person actually said that he is not worthy of being his master, and he said that he is his third uncle, and he never heard his father say that there are brothers in the family when he was a child

Ouyang Wugui was stunned when he saw where Pan Cheng'er's pestle was, and couldn't help but laugh in his heart, and replied: "Your father, hum, I'm not familiar with it~ What is that?" Pan Cheng'er was even more confused when he heard this, and he didn't dare to speak, so he stood respectfully and looked at him. Ouyang Wu said in his heart, this kid is really interesting~ At that time, he tiptoed slightly, his body rose into the air, turned back and sat on the branch behind him.

This move shocked Pan Cheng'er dumbfounded, he has probably seen the light skills of various factions, all of them are similar, the so-called light skills, can not make the weight lighter, but according to the qi greatly improve the ability to run, jump, flash and move, and can stand or act on non-load-bearing objects and even luck to borrow light and small objects to rise in the air. However, no matter what school or school of light work, you need to improve your luck in advance, and you can only take off in the air with a hard touch on your legs and feet, as for the height in the air and continue to move with the help of light and small objects in the air, it depends on the strength of the individual's internal force. But this time Ouyang Wugui soared into the air but it was very natural, it seemed that he didn't see the force on his legs, nor did he lift his breath, but he stood up several feet high on tiptoe, as if an immortal was soaring through the clouds, and Pan Cheng'er was surprised and delighted.

"Third uncle!you!" "How's it, is it amazing?" "It's amazing, it's so powerful, why are you flying~"

Ouyang Wugui lowered his head and smiled, "This is the unique light skill of our Ancient City Sect, I am the third oldest in the Ancient City Sect, and your mother is ranked ninth, she is my junior sister, and my relationship with her is not bad." Pan Cheng'er clapped his hands and shouted: "It turned out to be the third uncle~" Ouyang Wugui was stunned when he heard this, thinking that this wild boy was very clear, and let him call himself the third uncle because his father was his senior brother. But the senior brother robbed his beloved woman, and Ouyang Wugui has been haunted in his heart for so many years, so he is unwilling to admit his relationship with his father. "You wild boy, you can call it whatever you want, where did you get so much nonsense~" Ouyang Wugui stabilized his mind and continued: "Let me tell you boy, the disciples in our ancient city sect are all one in a hundred miles in this world, the ancient city sect is an immortal city, if there is no immortal spiritual power in the body, how can you enter our ancient city faction?" Pan Cheng'er was surprised and said: "It turned out to be an immortal cultivation sect?" Ouyang Wugui glanced at him, "Cultivating immortals? Hmph, that's the ignorance of mortals." **Mortal fetuses delusional cultivation of immortals are just foolish dreams~ The disciples of the Ancient City Sect were half-immortals before they entered the sect, and they were all descendants of the descendants of the descendants of the immortals left behind in the mortal world, and they were born with spiritual power, understand?"

Pan Cheng'er listened to it in a daze, but she knew that it was amazing, and she felt as if she was listening to her husband's story, so she nodded her head again and again. "Isn't the ancient city sect the most powerful?! That's so powerful, what are you still practicing together?"

Ouyang Wugui said: "To put it bluntly, the location of the ancient city faction is equivalent to maintaining the balance of all things in the world for the god realm" Pan Cheng'er paused for a moment, "Oh, magistrate~"" Ouyang Wugui was speechless by him for a while, "Well, it can be understood like this" Saying that, Ouyang Wugui jumped down from the tree, put his hands behind his back, and turned his back to Pan Cheng'er, "Why, don't you still understand - your immortal soul spirit body~ How could it be taught by Hongdao, a mortal man?!"

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