Chapter 27: Loose repair
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The Immortal’s Poison
- Cataclysmic Bean
- 1527 characters
- 2021-03-02 08:31:43
Wen Leyang hesitated and answered the knife-like old man: "At the command of the teacher, come to Emeishan to do something."
The old man looked up and down at Wen Leyang and spurted a disdain from his nose: "Anyone who is also suitable for walking with me?" The prestige of the old man is quite high among this group of weirdos. When he came here before, everyone gave way to him Now, as soon as he spoke, someone immediately followed, and a few grumpy men had begun to grab their arms and sleeves and planned to come up and catch people.
An old lady wearing a big red jacket and smeared with powder on her face, with a thick white pot of suspicious white powder on her face, hurried over and stopped a few weird people who wanted to start: "Wait for me to ask first!" Said Then, she smiled and looked at Wen Leyang: "Children, who is your teacher?"
‘Pop’, something was thrown from behind Wen Leyang, Xiao Yi shyly revealed his head, and looked at the old woman pitifully.
The old lady stretched her hand to catch it, immediately smiled, and handed the thing in her hand to the knife-like old man: "It's Ji Fei's disciple. Gee, this old miscellaneous hair has good eyesight, and all three dolls are good, However, it seems that they are all leading art casters, and they also carry a zombie baby. I heard that there are people in Xiangxi, Shaanxi, and southern Sichuan who refining corpses ... "
Xiaoyi threw out the faded fake jade that Ji Fei Lao Dao gave them before.
"But it doesn't matter anymore. It's just some mortals who have practiced things. They met our fairies, who are naturally busy with their teachers ..." The old lady seemed to be particularly talkative, and no one asked her at all. Say.
Wen Leyang smiled bitterly and did not know whether he should make a fuss or even know the origin of this group of people. Since he had encountered such self-proclaimed cultivators repeatedly after the rainy night, he is no stranger now. It is just wondering how many years ago such a person might not have appeared, but now they are endless like the toads after the rain.
Seven Gods have gone to heaven, is cultivation worthless?
The knife-like old man's look was greatly eased, and it seemed that he had some friendship with Ji Fei's old ways. He dropped the sentence: "Bull nose is a wealthy fan, get such a thing to fool children!" Turned his head away, and after a few steps, he again Added: "Monk is not a good thing!"
The others laughed too. They all knew Ji Fei Lao Dao. They no longer looked around Wen Leyang, but took them with them, and hurried to Clan Yanfeng.
Similar to the priests of Dingyang Palace who met before, these so-called cultivators are sharp, but their physiques are not as strong as those of the Wenjia and Luojia internal disciples who have been practicing martial arts brewing wine since childhood. Several people in Wenleyang can be stable. Keep up with their footsteps.
The old lady is not prestigious among this group of people, and she seems to like Wen Leyang, Xiao Yi, and Xiaomu Mumu. After returning the fake jade to Xiao Yi, she does n’t walk away, so she talks to them in a hurry. Pointed at the old man with a knife and introduced to them: "This is the old man of Gongshan, Panshan, Tianjin ..."
Xiaoyi is also at ease now. The interface says: "Panshan Gongye is a famous sword-making master, but ... it disappeared from the scene hundreds of years ago."
The old man of Gongye has walked away, and he can still hear the little girl clearly, and he smiles back: "Little girl has some insight!"
The old lady also looked at Xiao Yi with some surprise: "Your girl knows a lot. The ancestors of the Gongye family got a chance in the casting tool three hundred years ago. The weapon in the world naturally has no record in the world. "After that, she began to whisper and admire:" The male child is clear-cut and is an excellent material; the female child in red also has some foundations; even this little girl , Looking at the weak can't help but the wind is actually very knowledgeable, hey, Ji Fei Lao is lucky this time, I don't know where to find the three dolls. "
Wen Leyang refining poison into the body, ordinary practitioners can't see that he has a unique ability to open up his own path, just an ordinary person with excellent qualifications.
Little Chili Mu Mu's eyes widened, "What do you call her mother-in-law?"
The old lady frowned a little, and the white powder of her eyebrows fell down: "What's the matter, Ji Fei and Shui Jing haven't even told you?"
Xiao Chili's face was wronged: "Several of us only met them yesterday. They couldn't help but say that they threw the jade card to us. Later, when they encountered something, let's go to Yanfeng and wait for him. Report the name of Ji Fei and Water Mirror. "
Little chili is a light accent in southern Sichuan, Wen Leyang and Xiaoyi are a spoken Northern Sichuan dialect. Fortunately, these weirdos came from all over the world, and they could not hear the subtle accent difference, but also when they really came out of a place.
The old lady snorted: "Is it awesome to report their name, Ji Fei and Shui Jing." But there was no displeasure in their expressions, and they comforted them a few: "These two people are usually crazy. It ’s just a matter of course, but it ’s good for people and skills. Needless to say, it ’s a great fortune to worship under his door.
The big fat man who had beaten a reporter to defend his portrait right now interjected with a smile: "Red Aunt, those two living treasures haven't figured it out yet. You bragging for him like this, beware of harming these three little babies."
The red aunt grinned and grinned, and the white powder continued to fall. It has been a magical thing that it has n’t been cleaned for so long: "If the hairs and bald donkeys do n’t teach disciples, the old lady will teach them!" Looking at Wen Leyang again, he pointed to the big fat man with a black hair burst in his chest: "He is called Ni Lux, and he is practicing in Luomagou, Huainan."
Wen Leyang asked: "Are you Shanzong or Sejong?" Wen half asked the confession from the Taoist priest's mouth in Dingyang Palace. Those who were isolated from the world in the mountain claimed to be Shanzong, and those who had entered the world to cultivate themselves. Sejong.
Niu Lux laughed, "We are ancestors!"
Aunt Red gave him a sip and smiled and scolded: "Don't be big or small, speak in front of a few dolls and check it!" The tone was full of guards for Wen Leyang and the old lady liked these children very much.
In the words of the monk with a water mirror: fate!
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Wen Leyang realized that Shanzong Sejong was demarcated by those who were well-known, Shanzong is the bones of immortal wind, and Sejong was hiding dirt and dirt.
Niu Luxi said vigorously: "We are all doing loose repairs, there is no way to do it, we are at ease, just to give Laozi a master of Shushan ..." Before he finished, the red aunt suddenly shouted loudly: "Shut up and don't look See where this is! "
Niu Lixi lipped his lips: "We are so many people together, afraid of them! Even if I only have one person, I have not been afraid of them!" Although the words are tough, but still did not continue to talk about the topic just now.
Xiaoyi is an ordinary person, walking slowly, and now he has jumped on Wen Leyang's back, and has attracted a lot of praise from Aunt Red, saying that the elder brother should hurt the sister like this, and said how his few elder brothers are so ignorant, Coming back and forth is a trivial matter, Xiao Yi suddenly asked: "Aunt, let's cut what Yanfeng is doing ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Welcome the readers to read, the latest, fastest and hottest serial works All in ~ EbookFREE.me ~