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In the middle of summer in June, it was the golden wheat field, on a field path, Chunyang sat on the green ox, a little golden hovering in the sky, and went west! He carried a flower cloth burden on his back, and in the bag were more than a dozen white-flour steamed buns, it was early in the morning, that Zhao Dahan took the pheasants and hares hunted by the golden eagle, went to the landlord's house in the neighboring village, changed a few catties of white flour and came back, steamed some white-flour steamed buns, and made food for Chunyang on the road.

The foot strength of this green cow is extraordinary, and at noon, it has walked most of the distance, and it is only a few dozen miles away from Fengxian City, Nafu City. Out of this wheat field, on a wide gallop road, the gallop road is the Ministry of Engineering of the Great Qin Dynasty, dispatch a lot of monks, open the road in the mountains, build bridges in the water, take the capital Xianyang as the center, connect all the big cities above the capital city, as well as military towns, border passes, constitute a road system!

There are five or two horse-drawn carriages running side by side on the galloping road, and the pedestrians on the road are not on the road, and many of them are pushing the carts or carrying the common people into the city, but there are also some rich children who are dressed in fresh clothes and angry horses! Whenever such Taoists pass by, those people and the children of rich families will respectfully get out of the way and wait for them to pass before continuing to walk! It can be seen that those Taoists are all somewhat cultivated. However, the highest is not congenitally perfect, it is only a little stronger than the Qingwei old way!

Pure Yang galloped on the road. The people and the children of the rich families got out of the way and stood quietly on both sides. Wait for him to pass. Chunyang looked at the expressions of those people carefully, and they all looked as they should be, not saying that they were out of fear, or fear, or even willingly, as honor!

After walking hundreds of meters, almost everyone stopped along the way to make way for him, he was not used to this. felt that this situation was extremely abnormal, so he changed his body and dressed as a Confucian student, so that no one made way for him, and Chunyang felt more and more that this situation was wrong.

After walking for a while, there was a tiger roar from behind, but a Taoist came riding a colorful tiger, the tiger's face was full of ferociousness, and the corners of his mouth were covered with undried blood. On the back of the tiger was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, dressed in a black robe, embroidered with gossip with gold thread, and his small face was flat. The tiger was an ordinary beast, and it should have eaten too many medicinal herbs from the previous year, and it was much more powerful than an ordinary tiger. But there is not even a shadow from the monster. But that little Taoist. But there is a congenital great perfection of cultivation, look at the aura on his body. It should be that the Dao foundation has been forged and is condensing the trick.

Seeing the little Taoist priest and the tiger, all the pedestrians on the road got out of the way, and the wide five-car galloped road, and he accounted for four cars wide with one person and one tiger! However, Chunyang just glanced back, although the young man was thirteen or fourteen years old, he was already congenitally congenital, but his aura was mixed and impure, and he obviously took a lot of pills, and Dao Ji was also a low-grade product, and his qualifications were acceptable. Moreover, in this grade, he relied on his own penance to congenitally consummate, and he was able to prove that he was a high-grade Dao foundation, and he was a big one in the Taibai Sword Sect, and it was also an outer sect!

After reading it, Chunyang turned around and continued to hurry, but who knew that this time he was causing trouble! Those rich children, seeing that Chunyang didn't give way, actually surrounded him and blocked Chunyang's way.

A handsome-looking young man with a folding fan painted with a picture of a beautiful woman in his hand, wearing a brocade silk and bamboo gown, rode on a jujube red horse, "Bang!" closed the folding fan in his hand, pointed at Chunyang and said: "Wuna scholar, when you see the real person of Taipingguan, why don't you know how to give way?"

Chun Yang frowned, a little inexplicable, if he hadn't just purified his mind yesterday, he would have given him a scrape by now, got some means, and gave him a punishment!"

Another boy in green clothes patted the horsewhip in his hand and asked: "You scholar is not from Fengxian Mansion, right? If Fengxian Mansion is to know, the real person who saw the Taiping Temple on the road must give way, this is the decree of the City Lord's Mansion, since you have come to Fengxian City, you naturally have to abide by it!"

"Oh, then, at your will, I'm going to step aside and make way for the kid?" asked Chunyang.

The boy with the folding fan in his hand shouted: "What a child! That is the closed disciple of the Taiping Guan Lord, his qualifications are extraordinary, and he has already cultivated the immortal method at a young age, how can you be called a little scholar!

"What did you say?" Chun Yang's face instantly darkened, he had a pure heart before, and he was determined to find the humanity of ordinary people who had been discarded, to regard lifelong equality, and there was no preciousness in life. But that doesn't mean that he has to be tolerant of people and allow a mortal to insult him!

He respects life, not practicing himself! Hearing that Gongzi scolding him for having no tutor, his anger rises in an instant, and his dignity is something that this mortal can insult? Even if the immortal scolds him, he will suffer retribution! To say that he has no tutor is to scold his parents, not to say that Chunyang is an orphan, but he is now a Fusang tree, who are the parents of the Fusang tree? That is Hongmeng Chaos, who is his brother, that is the supreme sun! That is, this son is a mortal, and what he says is not perceived by the Heavenly Dao, otherwise you will look at him!

"Hehe! I said, you are a ・・・・・・" The boy smiled, and then said word by word, but as soon as he said a few words, he was slapped in the face by Chunyang, "Smack!" There was a crisp sound, and the person fell to the ground, and all the teeth on his left side flew out!

The boy didn't even express his anger, he fainted before he landed! How much strength did Chunyang's hands have? He really hadn't tried it since he became a Fusang tree, but he had ten thousand catties of strength when he thought about it! He slapped the boy brother, and he had already reined in nine percent of his strength, but that one point of strength still pulled Brother Gongzi's teeth away, and everyone fainted.

When his fox friends and dog friends saw this, they were immediately furious, and more than a dozen people screamed and stretched out their fists to beat people! They are all squirrels, and their martial arts practice is also a show, and they just deal with it at will.

It's a pity that this time it's not a brawl between gentlemen, but a group of gentlemen beating up a monk!"Bang! Bang! Bang! There were more than a dozen sounds, and those people were all lying on the ground like the previous son, and the ground was full of blood-red broken teeth, it seems that this time the dentist of the hospital is going to make a lot of money!"

"Ahh

Chunyang clapped his hands, turned his head to look at the young man pretending to be an adult, and said, "Adults fight, children don't care!"

"What did you say?" said the young man, whose small face was filled with anger, gritted his teeth.

"I said adults fight and children don't care, don't you have bad ears?" Chunyang said strangely, he really didn't mean it, there are too many thirteen or fourteen-year-old disciples like him in the sect, although Chunyang rarely encounters it, but when he meets one, that person also regards himself as a junior and disciple, and he is very well-behaved in front of him, and the sky is pitiful, in his heart, this little Taoist priest is a child.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better!] (To be continued.) )