Eternal gate

boom! boom! boom!

The city gate was bustling with people, and more people came to watch the show, with overwhelming voices.

Compared with the outside of the city, the streets of Forgotten City are much emptier, and most of them have gone outside the city to join in the fun.

Zhao Yun walked by slowly. Although it was only a few days, his mood was different when he came back. Walking in front of the gate of hell several times had sharpened his temper.

He did not show his lineup, and was still covered in black robes, with only one eye exposed. However, anyone with a discerning eye would know that he was a one-armed man.

No one cares.

There are many people missing arms and legs all over the streets.

Zhao Yun walked and watched all the way.

There were many sword guards on the street, almost every street, and they were patrolling. He saw the old man forgetting, walking on the street with his hands in his hands, looking here and there, he seemed to be very leisurely, and sometimes even Someone will say: No fighting.

Zhao Yun was not surprised at all. It must have been sent by Yang Xiong, the lord of Forgotten City. This was only apparent, there must be more secretly.

In the past few days, there has been an auction in Wangu City. There have been too many people coming from all directions, including children of wealthy families. They all have good status and are involved in a lot of things. But we can't make mistakes in Wangu City. This is basically how we have been here for so many years. The solution is that there are many people who have grievances between the big clans. If they disagree, they will fight on the spot. Therefore, private fights are prohibited during the auction to avoid death or injury.

I really want to fight! It's not impossible to fight outside the city, fight to the death, or be missing arms or legs, it has nothing to do with Forgotten City.

Nowadays, there is a lot of excitement outside Wangu City. Everyone knows the rules and no one dares to cause trouble in the city.

Not to mention them, even if they are at the peak of Ksitigarbha, they don't dare to mess around. As the city lord, Yang Xiong has the right to mobilize the army, which is thousands of troops.

Today's weapons shop was deserted. The weapons buyers also ran to watch the excitement, and most likely Yang Da and Wu Er also went there. Only Mr. Sun was left guarding the shop.

"Master, your hands..."

Seeing Zhao Yun, Mr. Sun hurriedly walked out of the counter. Zhao Yun had his right hand, but his left sleeve was empty. You could tell at a glance.

"It doesn't matter."

Zhao Yun smiled with relief. An arm was only temporary. The Moon God said that at the fifth level of the True Spirit, there would be a more domineering left arm. He believed this unconditionally.

The old boss Sun was silent and looked pale. He regarded Zhao Yun as his grandson. How could he not feel sorry for him! It's okay to say it simply, but it probably contains a lot of stories. Zhao Yun will definitely suffer a life and death disaster after leaving for a few days.

"It doesn't matter."

Zhao Yun smiled again and entered the back hall.

As soon as he entered his eyes, he saw a man hanging on the old tree in the garden. He was tied to the tree by five flowers.

Who is it? Of course, the old man in linen clothes had many footprints all over his body, and his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. It was obvious at a glance that he had been beaten, and he was beaten severely.

To be honest, this is the first time Zhao Yun has seen this old man in such a mess since he met him.

Look, there is someone sitting under the old tree. I take a quick look, isn't he the fat old man?

Obviously, it was this fat old man who beat up the old man in Mai, and he really found someone who could resist the beating.

"I'm really destined to be with you."

Zhao Yun thought to himself, only a few days have passed! I saw him once in the mountain forest, once in the black market of Canglang City, once at the gate of the city, and when I came to my own military store, I bumped into him again.

"You are so sick!"

The old man in sackcloth cursed, his face was dark, and the spittle flew all over the sky. He was sleeping soundly early in the morning, when someone took him out and blasted him with a hammer.

After the incident, he was hung on the tree. He became famous and had never been so embarrassed.

This is also his fault. His cultivation level has plummeted and he is no longer Ksitigarbha. How can he surpass the peak of Ksitigarbha?

"Zhuge Xuandao, you also have today."

Below, the fat old man smiled comfortably. His expression was not the usual schadenfreude. If he had known that this guy's cultivation level had plummeted, he would have come over to kill him. He wanted to beat him for more than a day or two.

Zhao Yun was the most embarrassed, and he was wondering, am I in the past? Or turn around and run away? That fat old man is obviously a shameless master. What if he is also hung on a tree?

"come here."

The fat old man raised his hand and ticked Zhao Yun. He had been to Wangugucheng City a long time ago and had heard about Zhao Yun. They all said he was a broken body. Now that he saw it, it was obviously not the case!

"Junior Zhao Yun, I have met my senior."

Zhao Yun stepped forward and smiled.

"He is really gifted."

The fat old man stood up and circled around Zhao Yun. Sometimes he reached out and pinched Zhao Yun's arms and legs. Well... he had excellent muscles and bones. He was a good young man in cultivation.

However, the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became.

What to say! Seems like I've seen it somewhere.

"Where's your left hand?"

Zhuge Xuandao, who was still hanging on the tree, looked at Zhao Yun with a frown. He was fine when he left, but he was disabled when he came back.

"When I was looking for my master, I was attacked by the Rashomon killer." Zhao Yun said with a smile, having already thought of his words.

"Rashomon?"

The fat old man frowned, and Zhuge Xuandao also frowned. They had heard too much about this organization. It was absolutely shocking to the sky, and its inheritance was quite ancient. As long as the money was enough, not to mention a royal disciple, even the Emperor of Great Xia and Tian Even the headmaster of the sect dared to assassinate him. Over the past thousands of years, he had a reputation for being vicious. Even after hearing this, the two of them couldn't help but feel frightened.

"Fortunately, Master arrived in time, otherwise, my life would have been lost." Zhao Yun sat down, turned on the deception mode again, and never left Master.

"Is your master here too?"

Zhuge Xuandao struggled for a moment, then swayed back and forth, waiting for Zhao Yun's master.

"Going to settle the score with Rashomon."

"Finding a settlement with Rashomon...?" After hearing this, the fat old man couldn't help but look Zhao Yun up and down, "How famous is your master?"

"Royal."

Zhuge Xuandao replied.

"Royal."

The fat old man raised his eyebrows and didn't quite believe it. He felt that Zhuge Xuandao and Zhao Yun were working together to trick him.

"This time, it was really dangerous!" Zhao Yun said slowly, "When I came back, I was passing through the mountains and forests. A peak Ksitigarbha hunted me and I almost died."

"Blow, keep blowing."

The fat old man looked in disbelief. A true spiritual realm could escape being hunted by Ksitigarbha at the peak of his powers. What a liar!

"Don't make trouble, seriously." Zhao Yun said seriously, "If my master hadn't scared him away, I really wouldn't be able to come back."

"Scared...back?"

The fat old man was stunned for a moment, his eyes rolling.

This part of the story sounds so familiar! Have you ever experienced it yourself?

Thinking of this, he looked at Zhao Yun tentatively, "Which forest?"

"northeast."

"It's about three hundred miles from here."

"A cave."

Zhao Yun replied casually, and when he said the word "cave", his tone suddenly became a little more serious. Those who understand basically understand it, but those who don't understand! It’s okay to pretend to understand.

Not to mention, in this cave, his words were still very lethal, and the fat old man couldn't breathe smoothly after hearing them.

"No wonder."

The old man had a wonderful expression.

Listening to these words now, not only do they sound familiar, but they also look familiar! Isn’t he the peak Ksitigarbha! Isn't Zhao Yun the true spirit junior? His master is from the Tianwu realm in the cave! There are so many coincidences in the world, and it can happen like this. You say it’s magical or not.

"Master is kind-hearted and won't argue with him."

"Thankfully he didn't do anything to me, otherwise, with my master's temper, he would have been killed."

"My master loves me very much."

Zhao Yun is possessed by an actor, and he still sprays it. He is really a master, so he has to give the fat old man a show of strength to save the old guy from always scaring him no matter what.

Acting is addictive!

Moon God cast a sidelong glance at Zhao Yun. Although this kid looks like a dog, in fact, he is not a good boy at heart. My master loves me very much. I love you so much.

"Tell me, that guy deserves a beating."

Here, the young master of the Zhao family finally finished squirting, and then he didn't forget to poke the fat old man with his hand.

"Deserves a beating."

The fat old man took a deep breath and said something serious and sincere. He felt a chill on his back. It was a good thing he didn't have hard sex that night, otherwise it would have been a lot of fun.

Well, I was shocked.

Zhao Yun smiled and finally felt relieved. He was fooling one after another. Judging from the fat old man's demeanor, this trick was still very effective. The most important thing was that what he said was true, so the fat old man couldn't help but not believe it.

"The Tianwu realm of the royal family."

Zhuge Xuandao murmured, having listened to the conversation word for word, he took his seat at the right address.

"The Tianwu realm of the royal family."

The fat old man was also muttering, he couldn't help but put his hands in his hands, and his eyes were particularly deep.

"Daxia Hongyuan?"

In a blink of an eye, the two looked at each other and said in unison, there are only two Tianwu realms in the royal family, one male and one female. Zhao Yun's master is obviously a male, he must be Hongyuan. As for Daxia, all members of the royal family have names before their names. There is this compound surname.

"When did you get out of seclusion?"

"That's the ancestor-level royal family. When we meet, we both have to call them master."

"That's scary."

The two old men, one hanging on the tree and the other sitting under the tree, talked to each other and talked endlessly. Especially Zhuge Xuandao, when he mentioned Hongyuan's name, he seemed to have forgotten his embarrassing situation at the moment. There was also the fat old man, with the cool breeze still blowing behind his back. That night, he was walking in front of the gate of hell! Even if he was injured, it would be extremely easy for him to be destroyed by the Tianwu Realm.

Is this an exaggeration?

Zhao Yun coughed in his heart, and the two old guys took their seats opposite each other. It would be easy to find him. If Hong Yuan really came, wouldn't it be embarrassing?

Thinking of this, he glanced at the Moon God. The Moon God was quite comfortable, lying on the moon as if nothing happened.

Seeing this, he felt relieved.

In his mind, he is a god. Even if Hongyuan comes, he will not be afraid. At worst, he will continue to cheat! With the Moon God around, I feel confident.

When he was thinking, the eyes of the fat old man and Zhuge Xuandao fell on him. The meaning of their eyes was still very obvious: You melon boy, you have cultivated so many virtues in your previous life, and you have become a master of the royal family. Moreover, he is still at the ancestor-level Tianwu realm.

This means that we both have to call you Junior Uncle! He is not a big man, but his seniority is not low!

Zhao Yun felt uncomfortable being stared at.

Look at Luna, the eyes of the two old men are a little slanted. My disciples, is it appropriate for you two to call me uncle?

It should be called like this: Master, Master, Master, Master, Master, Master, Master... Ancestor.