It's time for the peasants to plant again. While everyone is busy planting rice, an idler arrives in the city.
"Boss, how do you get to the ancient Kyoto city?" This man carried a gourd, like a fortune teller, but there was nothing else on him, no tools to take advantage of.
The owner of the steamed bun shop saw him face to face, and handed over a hot steamed bun: "Brother is a villager from afar. This Kyoto city fell many years ago, and now it’s the remnant of the Cangpai. Owned by the beautiful saintess."
"Oh, where did that national teacher go? I remember that Tuotuo national teacher should be stationed in the ten-year period."
"Do you still know about the national teacher?" The owner of the bun shop was surprised. Although the occupation of Kyoto by the national division is a major event, it is not something that some distant villagers can know.
In the age of disputes in ancient times, there was insufficient communication, and only the emperor rankings posted in various places could know the big and small things. These things in the far-away capital city can only be known by officials everywhere.
"No talent, Xiaosheng also tried a Juren back then, chatted privately with a few fellow villagers, and learned about it."
"It turns out to be Master Juren."
The Baozi boss arched his hands. In ancient times, jurying people is very noble, everything is inferior, only reading is high, this sentence is not for fun.
After hearing that Ye Liang was a Juren, some hawkers nearby also stopped shouting.
At this time, the owner of the steamed bun shop suddenly became respectful, and he handed Ye Liang a few more steamed buns: "Master, let me tell you, since about three years in this Kyoto city, that strange old capital city teacher has been Completely missing. It is also true that those rebels who should have been around the country will rise in trouble.
These people belonged to the Bai family in the north, but the Bai family did not move in the direction of Kyoto. Therefore, they actually made the Cang faction remnant party cheaper.
However, to be honest, although the leader of this Cang faction is a saint, the method is really not very glorious. Not only did the other soldiers who were also the rebels slaughter, but even to reduce the loss of manpower, they even used their families. Come threaten!
You know, the rebels, which are as many as feathers, must come from all directions. When he did this, all the rebels in the east and west directions surrendered, and because of this, they took the Kyoto city without a single soldier.
Of course, we ordinary people look down on her. "The bun boss shook his head.
Ye Liang knew what he meant.
In this era of martial arts, although Dieyi's strategy is wise, it is a bit shameful in the end. These civilians are descendants of warriors. It is impossible for them to understand the usefulness of strategies!
Naturally, it cannot win the respect of civilians. Moreover, Dieyi's strength is not good either. Disgraceful means and puddles in strength! It's strange that such a boss will be popular.
"It seems that it is because of the real Qionghua." Ye Liang knew that such an unpopular Dieyi must not stand up. She can live to this day, and there must be a real Qionghua element.
Ye Liang already knew the truth when he sent her back. He gratefully returned the extra buns, and when the owner of the bun shop didn't care, they suddenly disappeared from where they were, just as they had never been before.
The boss was surprised.
But when he came back to his senses, the person was no longer there. At first glance, the bun in his hand suddenly became a golden bag made of gold! This value is enough for him to open more than a dozen bun shops.
"This is an encounter with a god!" The boss hurriedly took the golden bag into his arms.
While talking about the Diancang faction here, there were indeed some problems with Dieyi. Just as she was about to go out for a tour this morning, several immortals out of thin air appeared in front of her.
She felt cold.
Now she is at the gate of an unmanned city. Judging from the situation, these people should be here specifically to block her. Cultivators can’t deal with mortals, this is the iron rule!
But if it is done secretly in an unmanned place, it may not be followed by a monk.
"Who are you guys! Don't you know that my grandfather is real Qionghua?" Die Yi said coldly. She tried to scare these people away with her title.
But the person in front of him was not only not afraid, but also sneered.
"Qionghua? Haha! Brothers are here for Qionghua's business!" A grey-clothed monk turned his hand, and his eyes swept towards Dieyi as if looking at ants: "Your grandfather made a mistake. Fu Zhu! Although your granddaughter is only a mortal, your grandfather has committed too much crime! We have been ordered by the Xuanhu faction to cut you down! Don't blame us for being cruel, blame you if you want to blame The grandfather who shouldn't be, right?"
"Impossible! My grandfather is obviously a member of the Xuanhu Sect, and this dragon slaying banquet was also arranged by Grandpa! He has no sin against the Xuanhu Sect, and even has done a great job! Why do you slander my grandpa like this!"
Die Yi was very clear about what her grandfather did.
The cultivators saw Dieyi like this and did not continue to explain. One of them suddenly offered a flying sword. He completely ignored Die Yi's words and stabbed the flying sword.
"when!"
Holding the flying sword in one hand!
Just when Feijian was about to wear the butterfly clothes, Ye Liang suddenly emerged from the shadows. He saw everything here from beginning to end.
Rather than being a coincidence, it is better to be deliberate.
After parting with the owner of the steamed bun shop, Ye Liang followed the breath in his memory ten years ago and found Dieyi who was outside the city. Because there were several monks, he escaped into the void vigilantly.
Now that these people have started, they have to expose themselves.
"Everyone is immortal, is this too much?" Ye Liang said lightly. He is now Nascent Soul, and the cultivation base of these cultivators is nothing but foundation, which is not worth his anger easily.
"Who are you?"
The monks in the foundation-building period couldn't see through Ye Liang's cultivation base ~EbookFREE.me~ These few people just regarded them as random cultivators without discipline, and immediately scolded them.
"TM's, I received a reward from the Xuanhu faction! What the is your scumbag? Even at your level of cultivation, you dare to be a hero to save the beauty! I think you are looking for death!" The monk despised it.
Ye Liang frowned.
This was the first time that he had confronted a monk on the earth. Although his strength was huge, he didn't want to lose face.
"I didn't intend to kill people, but if you still have such a disorganized speech, don't blame me for being cruel!"
"Hey, you still have a temper, don't you!" The monk looked at each other with his companions, and suddenly laughed.
Ye Liang's face is black!
At this moment, Dieyi next to him pulled Yeliang's hand: "Brother Ye, forget it. These people are real immortals. Although I know that you are a land immortal, I still don’t want to mix it with this matter. Right."
