City: I Have a New Identity Weekly

Su Xun holds a list in his hand.

This is written by Qin Feiyu and the others. It is all famous loose cultivators in the Tianlan world, as well as the places where their respective caves are located or are often active.

Su Xun followed the names on the list, from near to far, one by one.

How many people can be fooled to join.

First and foremost, Sword Saint Ji Tianpra.

After less than a hundred years of cultivation, Jinxian reached the pinnacle of cultivation, but with the sword in his hand, he once fought against Daluo in the early stage.

He was defeated in that battle, and he was defeated badly, almost half-crippled, but he also became famous all over the world because of it.

Because he lost to a Daluo at the Golden Immortal realm, but survived.

After that, he was called Tianlan Sword Saint.

There are more than tens of thousands of sword cultivators in the entire Tianlan Realm, and there are many people who are stronger than Ji Tianzhu.

But he was the only one who was honored as the Sword Saint.

This is not an affirmation of his cultivation, but an affirmation of his kendo realm.

According to Qin Feiyu's information, Ji Tianpra is currently repairing in Wudang Town outside Taihao City.

Su Xun came to Wudang Town and found that this is a town with a population of only a few thousand people, the kind that can be seen at a glance.

Su Xun didn't use his divine sense to scan it, because it was a very impolite behavior or a provocation.

He walked to a blacksmith shop and asked pleasantly, Father, is there a young man named Ji Tianzhu in this town?

As for the noble, the little old man has lived in the town for most of his life, and he has never heard of such a person. The blacksmith behaved very respectfully, because Su Xun didn't look like an ordinary person.

Su Xun changed his question: Then old man, have outsiders settled here in the town in the past few years?

I don't know why the nobleman asked about this? The blacksmith did not answer, but asked cautiously.

Su Wenwen smiled: I don't need to worry, I'm here to find a friend. Presumably my friend may live here under a pseudonym.

So that's the case. The blacksmith breathed a sigh of relief and said, The noble man is talking about Anniu. Anniu came to the town six years ago and lives in the house at the end of the town. He is a good farmer.

Thank you, old man. Su Xun thanked him, then put one hand behind his back, holding the folding fan in the other, and walked towards the end of the town.

Walking around, dust is not stained on the body.

As soon as the folding fan in his hand was opened, several charming beauties appeared on the fan's surface, and those eyes seemed to be captivating.

He used the picture of Qianjiaobaimei to make this Qianjiaobaimei fan.

The fan bone is made from the bone of a dragon.

With a flick of this fan, he is the most handsome boy in the audience. After all, he is so handsome.

He really has a lot of top-quality magic weapons on his body now, such as the Divine Seal of the Nine Heavens, the Seal of the Great Emperor Fengdu, the Sword of Yin Tianzi, the Sword of Moyu, and the Demon Bow.

He is the real rich generation in the immortal world!

After a while, they came to the end of the town.

Dong dong dong...

Su Xun closed the folding fan and knocked on the door.

After a while, the old wooden door opened with a loud noise.

What was revealed was a woman with a delicate and gentle face.

Su Xun was stunned for a moment, isn't it Ji Tianzhu?

Qin Feiyu didn't say that Ji Tianpu had a wife.

What's more, isn't Jian Xiu's sword his wife?

Sir, is something wrong?

When Su Xun was stunned, the delicate woman asked.

Only then did Su Xun react: Girl, I'm looking for Ji Tianzhu, may I ask if he lives here?

Hearing the three words Ji Tianpra, the woman's expression changed, and she quickly said, You are wrong, there is no Ji Tianpra here.

When the voice fell, the door was about to be closed.

But Su Xun very sensitively caught the panic in her eyes: Girl, lying is not a good habit.

The voice fell, his figure flashed, and he instantly appeared in the yard.

Almost the moment he appeared in the courtyard, a sharp sword intent came in an instant.

Your sword is dull.

Su Xun's voice fell, and the folding fan in his hand shook.

Crack-

The sword intent was instantly shattered and dissipated.

Who is Your Excellency? I ask myself that I have never offended you.

A young man dressed as a farmer dressed in a gray short-breasted shirt, eight feet tall, looked at Su Xun coldly.

He held a sword in his hand, a sword that looked as unremarkable as he was.

But it was this sword that once caused Daluo to shed blood.

A cow.

The delicate woman who had just opened the door for Su Xun exclaimed and ran to the youth's side.

Father, mother, play with Baoer.

A little girl staggered over the high threshold of the main room and stumbled to the two of them.

Bao'er. The woman's expression changed, she hurriedly bent over to pick up the child, and looked at Su Xun vigilantly.

Obviously, this is a family of three.

Su Xun smiled: I said that you just didn't see the swordsman's style with your sword, and you were a little dull. It turned out that you were smoothed by the life of your wife and children on the hot kangtou.

With scruples, there is a retreat.

The sword is supposed to go forward, and the person who uses the sword has the intention of retreating, and the sword in his hand is no longer sharp.

But this is better. If you have a wife and children, you will be worried, and it will be better.

There is no sword saint Ji Tianpra in the world, only the farmer Aniu, but the farmer can still hold a sword in order to repay his wife and children. Ji Tianpra's tone was calm, revealing a threat. He is now just a husband and a father.

Su Xun waved his folding fan: No need to be so nervous, I'm not here to seek revenge, as you said, you never offended me.

Then why are you here? Ji Tianzhu breathed a sigh of relief, because from the sword just now, he knew that he was not the opponent's opponent.

Back then, when he fought Daluo to the death, it was only the initial stage of Daluo Realm, which had just broken through the unstable realm.

And the one in front of him is at least the middle stage of the Great Luo Realm.

Su Xun shook his folding fan and said, I've set up an academy, but there is a shortage of lecturers. I'm here to invite you to teach.

What did you say? Ji Tianpu was stunned for a moment, and then he refused: Thank you for your kindness, but I am incompetent. Many sects once invited me to be a guest minister, but they were all rejected by me, and now I only ask for peace. The wife has a good life and teaches her daughter to be an adult.

Ji Tianpu, your daughter is not your own daughter, right? Su Xun's words were astonishing.

Ji Tianpu and his wife's expressions changed drastically at almost the same time.

Because Su Xun directly humiliated the two of them.

Ji Tianpra's face was gloomy: Your Excellency has a deep cultivation base, and I am not an opponent, but the wife of a scumbag can't be humiliated by Your Excellency!

Since it's your daughter, why don't you think about her? Su Xun asked calmly.

Ji Tianpra was a little puzzled.

Su Xun asked in a cold voice, You have seen the prosperity of the world, and naturally you are willing to live in this bitter and cold place, but what about your daughter? She lived with you from birth and grew up in this humble town?

The daughter of another family is Jinyi Yushi. You obviously have this ability, but you want your daughter to suffer. The daughter of another family learns piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Your daughter can only follow you to work in the farmland. Have you ever asked her if she is willing?

Your daughter and your husband and wife have lived in this desolate town for more than ten or twenty years. There is no prosperity, no three or five good friends, and no good teacher to teach her. When she leaves this place one day, she will fall behind everywhere, then you will know her Will I hate you again?

Su Xun asked repeatedly, Ji Tianpu and his wife were pale, like lightning strikes.