In those years, the cultivators we cut together

Chen Nianyun watched his master's face change for a while. Although he was a little afraid to continue asking, he still couldn't suppress his curiosity, so he asked very quietly:

"Master, what did the glutinous rice balls do?"

Fang Wuxiu glanced at him, then coughed, and said expressionlessly:

"It's nothing, just drinking tea for the teacher and your Uncle Sun. While drinking, the pants suddenly disappeared."

Chen Nianyun:? ? ?

"That little bastard Tang Hanqing is quite talented. Based on the ring, he refined a elixir. After taking it, he will automatically inhale the lower body clothes of everyone within a [-]-meter radius, and inhale through the partition wall. At present, your Uncle Sun is studying the principle."

Fang Wuxiu had already reacted from his anger at this moment, and he didn't want to lose his composure in front of his disciples, so he praised him like this.

Chen Nianyun continued to be dazed after hearing the words, and hesitated for a long time before continuing to ask:

"Master, the pants are gone, so you and Uncle Sun... must be very sad, right?"

"At first I was not used to it, but I actually felt good later on, it was cooler." Fang Wuxiu said calmly.

At the same time, the border of Shushan was a subsidiary state, and it was within the territory of Ming Dynasty.

"Brother, let's eat candied haws, shall we?"

"How old are you still eating candied haws? Childish, let's go to eat a bowl of noodles with senior brother."

"No, I want to eat candied haws, and I just went down the mountain to play once, so my brother will accompany me to eat."

"Oh, well, I'll accompany you to accompany you."

On the Qingshi street where people come and go, a pair of teenagers in white gowns walked together holding hands, talking and laughing.

Both of them were not very old, about fifteen or sixteen years old, each carrying a long sword on their backs, they looked good, and they also had childish smiles on their faces.

The passers-by around were surprised when they saw the young couple's outfits, and then showed respectful smiles to them.

This is the disciples of Shushan going down the mountain to purchase supplies again.

The people of the Ming Dynasty often saw Shushan disciples, and the Shushan disciples in the past dynasties were all of good character. Even when facing ordinary people, they were always polite, humble, and very fair. Wronged mortals.

It is said that many years ago, there was a woman who was raped by a local gentry, and finally hanged herself unbearably humiliated. The old father of the woman cried and reported to the government, but was locked up for more than 50 days. Almost put my old life in jail.

After finally coming out, the county magistrate who was related to the gentry mocked the old man, saying that there were people above him, and it would be useless even if you sued the emperor.

In the end, the old man was so distraught that he wailed loudly in front of the memorial tablet enshrining Shushan immortals at home.

But on the second day, someone from Shushan actually came, directly bypassing the imperial power, and questioned the crime in person!

So far, the status of Shushan in the hearts of the Ming people is infinitely high, and the relationship between Shushan and the mortal subordinate countries of Ming is also the best in the whole of China.

"Old man, two bunches of candied haws."

On the side of the street, a girl dressed in white like snow smiled and spoke to the old man selling candied haws.

And her senior brother, a young man in white clothes, was looking around curiously.

He secretly replaced the places purchased by the outer disciples, and brought his junior sister down the mountain to play. The young man was also full of curiosity, after all, he hadn't been down the mountain for many years.

He looked curiously at the brothel geisha playing the pipa on the open-air attic in the distance, and at the street vendors who were selling various items, and felt that everything was very novel.

At this time, not far from him, there was an old woman walking slowly with a cane.

"Brother, candied haws."

"Oh good." The young man took the candied haws and took a bite. Before he could taste the taste, there was a rush of hoofbeats from the street in the distance.

"drive!"

A burly man with big arms and a round waist and a black face was galloping towards him on a fast horse. His speed was so fast that countless passers-by fell to the ground one after another.

And when he passed in front of the dying old woman with a gust of wind, the old woman was also startled, she murmured, her feet were unstable and she was about to fall.

The young man in white was startled when he saw this scene, and quickly tried to use spiritual techniques to support the old man, but before he could make a formula, he heard a crisp shout.

"Old woman be careful!"

The next moment, a little Taoist priest wearing a dark blue Taoist robe rushed out suddenly, supported the old man in time, comforted the old man in a soft voice, and then ran to the street, staring at the distant horseman The reporter scolded the street:

"You motherfucker, you don't have eyes! Hurry up to reincarnate, you! Pooh!"

After seeing this scene, the boy in white was slightly taken aback.

Because of his young age and lack of experience, he didn't recognize the Emei Taoist robe on Lin Xiaolu's body, and he didn't notice the small characters on the tassels around his waist because he was far away.

"Brother, this little Taoist priest is so vicious." The junior sister next to him looked at Lin Xiaolu and muttered to the boy.

Hearing the words, the young man smiled gently: "The Taoist leader is right. Although his words were a bit rude, the big man on horseback almost hurt the old woman just now. Brother, I couldn't help but want to punish him a little bit."

After he finished speaking, he wanted to go up and get acquainted with this hot-tempered but righteous little Taoist leader, but the big man who had already left in the distance suddenly turned his horse's head.

"Which son of a bitch is scolding your grandpa?"

The boy in white frowned slightly when he heard the accented words.

Almost bumped into someone and still so arrogant?And this accent is not like the Ming Dynasty, but more like someone from outside the border of Shushan.

Just as he was thinking, Lin Xiaolu in the middle of the street was completely on fire, and directly raised his hand to wave to the big man on horseback opposite him.

"Come here, come here, I'll whip you lightly."

When the burly man on horseback saw Lin Xiaolu, he burst out laughing:

"It turned out to be a young calf's nose!" After finishing speaking, he shook the horse rope violently, and charged directly at Lin Xiaolu. A posture that wanted to kill Lin Xiaolu.

"Remember it! Grandpa is the Taiyun Mountain Stick Demon——Zheng Tianlei!"

On the street, passers-by saw the burly man charging again on horseback, and ran away in fright. The young man in white was ready to help the little Taoist priest when he saw it.

However, to his surprise, the little Taoist priest was not at all afraid of the horseman's charge with a stick, instead he went straight up and shouted at the same time:

"I can't remember!"

Afterwards, the young man in white, who was shocked by the little Taoist's words, saw the little Taoist's body jumping up. The small body leaped directly over the tall horse, and then kicked in the air like a thunderous kick!

Li Sanjiao—Xiaolong asks the way!

The burly man was also taken aback when he saw Lin Xiaolu's kick, and he didn't have time to react to why the little Taoist could jump so high, so he quickly held the iron rod in both hands to block it in front of his chest.

"Bang!"

"Wow!"

The burly man couldn't resist the kick at all, and with a scream, the iron rod in his hand was instantly bent, and his body weighing more than 200 kilograms flew directly off the horse's back, fell to the ground with one buttock, and caused a cloud of dust Ash.