The charcoal seller looked at the young vassal king who had made up his mind to practice silence, but he still refused to give up and used the method of provoking him. "Xu Fengnian, are you all the best martial artists in the world, and are you afraid of competing with a little woman?"

Xu Fengnian stared at the Confucian scholar who was placing bowls in front of him, and knew that there were too many confusing methods in the words of the charcoal girl, and half-truth and half-falseness were ignored. This person may be more of a person who restrained the Huanglongs, otherwise the devil Huang Sanjia would not have hidden himself before and was beaten to death and was unwilling to enter the realm of the land fairy. As for the one who really wanted to subdue himself, it was most likely that the charcoal girl himself.

Cultivate qi, gather qi, occupy qi fortune, and finally achieve great atmosphere, step by step, and proceed step by step. The charcoal seller in the Guanyin Sect in the South China Sea is even higher than the old woman. He is also a sword body. His qi is no longer bad, and he picked up the fortune left by Xu Fengnian. He can be said to have luck. If he could understand him xu Fengnian here, she would accept it completely, and she might not be able to become an unprecedented land god.

Tingchao Pavilion has plundered countless martial arts secrets. On top of it, there are also many secret files of different categories, which specifically record the secrets of various sects. Guanyin Sect is the best place for Qi training men in the south, but Tingchao Pavilion still cannot collect information about "The Immortals of Chao". However, Li Chungang, who personally beat the charcoal seller back to the sea, once mentioned that the woman's martial arts skills were only considered brilliant, and her swordsman was not top-notch, but even when she was against him, she was unwilling to use the charcoal trainer's skills that Qi training men should have. Therefore, she went strangely in the world, met many martial arts celebrities and young handsome men, cast a wide net and caught fish, just to make a familiar face, and must have an unspeakable purpose. After Xu Fengnian first heard the charcoal seller's nagging, she did not care about her words, but was more thinking about Deng Tai'a's sword carrying the sea water flooding the Guanyin Sect.

The reason is, but after the second time the charcoal seller called out his name, Xu Fengnian immediately became alert and began to become alert. After that, he had to bring the three words Xu Fengnian with him almost every time he spoke, and Xu Fengnian became more and more cautious. Moreover, because of Gao Shulu's mountain seal talisman, he thought of the talisman lineage in the world, including real alchemists who often carried the Ansheng Tuqu Book passed down from generation to generation while traveling through mountains and rivers, and knew the world well.

The name of the immortal is a ghost. When encountering a god, you can worship it. You can get the opportunity. When encountering a filth, you can kill it. Therefore, whenever you see a mountain mandrel, you can call it directly, supplemented by spells. Those with profound Taoism can teach it according to their own founding mountains and establishing a sect to teach it, and recite the secret spells originally hidden in the sky, which immediately triggers the purple thunder of heaven to kill it. When the Taoism is a little weak, you can pinch the tricks and utter the truth, and you can also repel evil and filth, and safely enter and exit the mountains and rivers.

The charcoal seller was about to speak, but Xu Fengnian took the initiative to speak for the first time and asked: "Your behavior is contrary to the original intention of your sect. On the lake in Youyan Mountain Villa, the old woman said that she would take a large number of Qi training men to the border battlefield of Beiliang. Once I die, you will lose the life-saving talisman, and it will inevitably lead to trouble. Are you not afraid of being captured by the sect?"

The charcoal seller smiled playfully and said, "I am here to stay, so I won't accept military orders."

The charcoal seller clearly felt the increasingly clear murderous intent of the man on the horse's back. He smiled and said innocently: "A good man doesn't fight with a woman, let alone you are the king of Beiliang. Don't be as knowledgeable as a little girl. I'll leave now and I won't dare to provoke you anymore. Stay on the isolated island of the South China Sea until when you die, I'll come to the land again."

Xu Fengnian bent down and stretched out his hand to stroke the horse's hair.

The charcoal girl's face changed drastically and she said anxiously: "Xu Fengnian, are you a little polite? "

Within more than ten feet of distance between the two, a still rain curtain instantly froze, reaching the naked eye, like a gate falling from the sky, constantly moving towards the side of the charcoal seller.

Xu Feng clenched his fist lightly. Although there was no rain curtain behind the charcoal girl, thousands of raindrops shot towards the woman's back. The charcoal girl tied her fingers together to draw a arc, and the long scroll of the figure circled around her. She looked at the man who had a logical success but had lost the climate and said in fear: "Xu Fengnian, you actually deliberately obsessed me?"

Countless raindrops of soybeans large and small hit the scroll, and rain curtains containing violent sword intent collapsed inclined toward the front of the charcoal seller.

Xu Feng was young and slowly moved forward. The Beiliangjia war horse was just stepping on a rainy path and gradually walked to a high place, enough to overlook the charcoal seller who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity. Every time the horse's hooves stepped down, the long scroll surrounding the charcoal seller trembled.

Xu Fengnian said calmly: "Everyone in the world has his own reason to speak, but some of the great truths are still the same."

Yu Dilong muttered angrily: "You can take away your master's luck. You are so kind to you, your aunt, and you really have the intention to harm others."

The charcoal seller who tried his best to support the rain curtain and the raindrops hit the bell said angrily: "If God doesn't take it, he will be blamed! This is not what you, Xu Fengnian, don't give it to me!"

Xu Fengnian, who is a master, has no expression on his face and is an outsider Yu Dilong, who is an apprentice, is really annoyed to the extreme. He gritted his teeth, and the child did not realize that a powerful "magnificence" was blooming on his body, neither Taoist energy nor the Buddhist golden rainbow.

In a daze, I suddenly fell into something and forgot about it. The Dragon stared at the magnificent painting with a hot look. He turned over and dismounted. The child ran faster and more flexible than a wild horse. He even broke through the thick rain curtain with a heavy energy. He stretched out his arm and grabbed it. Wang Xianzhi, who was in a dark color on the scroll, and pulled it back. The Charcoal Girl was not angry at the strange child's intervention, but only surprise, because his intrusion was probably because Xu Fengnian was concerned about whether the child would be injured by the rain curtain.

As her body and mind were in vain, she relaxed her defense line. As a result, the charcoal seller who was besieged was a glimmer of hope. But just as she was pursuing her mind, she wanted to carry the scroll back together, and suddenly she found that the picture map of the immortal that had been warmed for many years was easily pulled away by the child. The charcoal seller turned black and became angry and almost fainted. She finally stood firm and opened her eyes. Seeing that the scroll was divided into two, most of it was snatched by the child, but the remaining figure pattern was left in place.

The man posing for bowls, Xu Fengnian.

Xu Fengnian let go of his energy, and the war horse fell gently into the mud, safe and sound, and ordered Yu Dilong: "Put it away."

The inexplicable Liberation Dragon didn't know how to deal with it. Just as the thoughts came, the long scroll characters quickly overlapped, and the ones held in the hand were like a scroll.

The charcoal seller was frightened and fell into the mud. His face was white, and he was dressed in white, like a night-walking girl. She kept muttering to herself: "How is it possible, how could this happen..."

Xu Fengnian ignored this arrogant and arrogant young woman, but looked at the only remaining figure.

The person in the painting was hand-written at the bottom of the bowl, still sitting, but his body slowly rose and looked at Xu Fengnian.

Xu Fengnian asked, "It was you who secretly gave Zhao Huangchao a chance to go to Difei Mountain to raise evil dragons? Then he pushed the boat along the water to help Huanglongshi stir up the spring and autumn? Finally, he guarded Tai'an City. In the Zhao family's battle for the throne, it was you who refused to let Lao Jing'an King Zhao Heng's adoptive father Wang Xianzhi go to Beijing to encourage him? Most of the civil and military comments over the years are from you, right?"

The man with a blurred face did not speak.

Xu Fengnian asked with a smile: "The world and the world have their own principles. Yuanbenxi has been around for decades. It should be staring at the connections for the Liyang Dynasty. Zhao Huangchao cultivated Gu Yin, which created the terrain. So I think you are the leader of the northern Qi training man, but I am puzzled. When Hong Xixiang Sword slashed the fortune of the country, two streams flowed into Northern Liang and Western Chu respectively. Why didn't you stop it?"

The man finally spoke. As soon as he opened his mouth, everything sounded silent in the heavy rain between the world. "It's just a debate between heaven and man. I once argued for the Zhao Shi, which was born in heaven. As for you, what do you think?"

Xu Fengnian sneered: "Just he likes to be self-righteous and talk nonsense."

The man asked back, “Is that so?”

Xu Fengnian seemed to be unwilling to argue.

The man laughed and said, "I only need to win one game in the next ten years."

After watching the clouds rise and fall for countless years, the man finally stood up, his feet seemed to fall into the mud of the trail.

Xu Fengnian saw that the man began to walk forward, then passed by him and turned to Western Shu.

Xu Fengnian stood there, Yu Dilong looked confused, and the charcoal girl was ashamed.

Xu Fengnian looked up at the falling raindrops in the night, each one clear.

The downward trend is no longer so vague. Needless to say, Prince Zhao Zhuan has an unparalleled innate advantage and still occupies the most luck.

Huang Sanjia and Beimang national teacher Yuan Qingshan selected Zhao Zhu at the same time.

This Confucian saint who may be a true Confucian saint for a hundred years chose Chen Zhibao.

This is undoubtedly a situation that Xu Fengnian is most reluctant to see.

Xu Fengnian turned to the charcoal seller and said, "It is not a long-term solution to steal the secrets of heaven after all. If you are really interested in the world, I will do a deal with you."

The charcoal seller's eyes lit up, "I want me to invite the Guanyin Sect's Qi training genius to the border to promote the hype for you Beiliang?"

Xu Fengnian shook his head and said, "You are asking you to temporarily move all the staff of the entire sect to the defense line of Jinqingyang Tomb. And you are allowed to withdraw from Beiliang when the opportunity is not good."

The charcoal seller said in surprise: "Are you crazy?"

Xu Fengnian shook his head and said, "It's the Beimang Empress 'crazy'. Beiliang and I have to accompany her to crazy."

The charcoal seller said with a grievance: "How dare I walk alone now? From here to the South China Sea, I have to walk around. It's thousands of miles away, can you rest assured?"

Xu Fengnian glanced at her.

The charcoal seller pouted and surrendered, "I know, I know, don't you just want to say that you are going down from Beimang like this. But you are a man, I am just a weak woman. If you delay your big business, I will die somewhere..."

Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "I will let Mi Fengjie, the master of Shenjian Cave, protect you from going south to return to Guanyin Sect."

The charcoal seller said with great urgency: "Is there anyone more powerful?"

Xu Fengnian asked, "What do you think of me?"

The charcoal seller said happily: "Okay!"

Xu Fengnian no longer paid attention to this unclear fairy and ran away on his own.

The Way Dragon follows closely.

Left a sad and stomping her feet.

On a rainy night, Yu Dilong suddenly called out to Master.

Xu Fengnian turned around in confusion.

The child grinned, probably because he suddenly didn't know what to say, and scratched his head.

Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "Since I have recognized me as my master, then I will tell you something. In the future, when you see such fairies walking high above the world, you will beat them and run home crying."

The leeway is focused on the head.

It’s because the master and apprentice were very unintentional and interesting conversation this time tonight.
Chapter completed!