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"Is it?"

Jiang Fengyu nodded, not surprised at all, but felt quite normal.

You know, Xiaoyaozi is now hundreds of years old. How strong will his skills be? You can roughly guess this just by looking at his son, the sweeper!

Truly unfathomable.

Of course, it is nothing compared to the Heavenly Emperor.

But in this world of Tian Long Ba Bu, the only one who can defeat him is Dugu Qiufei!

"In this case, the so-called 'Escape from Heaven to Earth' may also be Xiaoyaozi.

Jiang Fengyu said to himself.

If it is really Xiaoyaozi, the "go to heaven" must be an exaggeration. It is probably because of his profound attainments in Qinggong. In the eyes of others, he seems to be soaring!

In fact, "810" let alone Xiaoyaozi who lived for hundreds of years.

Even today's Jiang Fengyu, after using Three Thousand Thunderbolts to the extreme, can surrender in a short time!

However, it may not be the Heavenly Emperor.

His speed is countless times faster than Jiang Fengyu's horse riding. It is not difficult to reach Xiangyang from Luoyang in an instant!

Waiter, bring some vegetarian food. "

A deep voice suddenly sounded from the table next to him.

This voice sounds very confident, and he should be a person with good martial arts skills. Thinking in his mind, Jiang Fengyu glanced subconsciously.

It was a monk wearing yellow robes, probably less than fifty years old.

At first glance, the commoner's shoes seem to be no different from those of ordinary monks, not out of the ordinary at all.

However, although the monk's face was peaceful, there was a hidden treasure in it!

Obviously not an ordinary person!

"This outfit......"

Jiang Fengyu narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the yellow-robed monk, vaguely thinking of someone.

Tianshan Child Elder also followed his gaze and landed on the monk. She let out a light sigh and thought to herself: "This monk seems to be not simple."

The treasure is solemn, and there is a Buddha statue hidden!

However, there was a hint of gloom in those eyes from time to time, and it was obvious that he was not a kind person.

suddenly.

The yellow-robed monk suddenly stood up, turned around and walked towards Jiang Fengyu and the others, clasped his hands together and said, "The two donors know the young monk, why are they always staring at the young monk?"

"do not know."

Jiang Fengyu raised his eyebrows slightly.

He poured himself a glass of wine, took a sip, and said calmly: "I just don't feel like you are from the Central Plains."

"The young monk is indeed not from the Central Plains."

The yellow-robed monk nodded, his eyes wandering between Jiang Fengyu and the Tianshan Child Elder, "Meeting each other means we are destined! Two benefactors, I wonder if the young monk is lucky enough to sit with you two?"

Jiang Fengyu was speechless.

Tianshan's child's eyes moved slightly, and she nodded: "Please feel free to do so."

"kindness?"

The face of the yellow-robed monk suddenly changed, and he looked at Tianshan Child Elder in surprise, "The voice of this female donor"

"What's the problem?" Tianshan Child Elder said calmly.

"No... no problem."

The yellow-robed monk's eyes flickered a few times.

He originally came to make friends with Jiang Fengyu because of their extraordinary bearing, and he could feel that among the two people, the young man was the main one.

Originally, this seemed normal.

But the moment Tianshan Tonglao opened her mouth, everything became abnormal!

"The face is like a child, the voice is like an old woman... This is really weird."

The yellow-robed monk could tell that the old voice just now was definitely what the girl who looked like seven or eight years old said normally, and there was no deliberate change!

"Sit down or not? If not, stay away. It's an eyesore."

Jiang Fengyu said lightly.

As soon as these words came out, the yellow-robed monk frowned and seemed a little unhappy, but he quickly calmed down.

He clasped his hands together, said the Buddha's name, and sat down with a calm expression.

"What a deep scheming."

Jiang Fengyu's expression did not change, but his heart moved, and Cai Cai's own guess became more certain.

He raised his eyes slightly and gave the founder of the mountain a look.

Tianshan Child Mother understands.

She pondered for a moment, then turned to the yellow-robed monk and said, "Little monk, you said you are not from the Central Plains. Where do you come from?"

Little monk?

The corner of the yellow-robed monk's mouth twitched.0

He is in his forties, and it feels inexplicably weird to be called this by a girl who looks seven or eight years old.

But the sound is completely incompatible!

"The young monk Jiumozhi comes from the Tubo Kingdom," said the yellow-robed monk.

Sure enough it was him!

Jiang Fengyu confirmed his guess, then suddenly froze for a moment, and then secretly cursed himself for being stupid.

Forgot again!

The next moment, a light blue light flashed in his pupils, passing over the yellow-robed monk.

"Detecting..."

"Monitoring successful!"

[Jiumozhi]

Introduction: The national teacher of the Tubo Kingdom, known as the Great Wheel Ming King, is talented and intelligent and has the ability to remember photographs. Although this person is arrogant and arrogant, he is obsessed with martial arts and will do anything to achieve his goals.

"I always forget to use this scanning function..."

The introduction about Jiumozhi came to Jiang Fengyu's mind, but he was a little speechless in his heart.

After seeing someone, he would always make a subconscious guess and forget about the [scan] function, which is a bit stupid!

The strange thing is that this broken function is not passive, but active.

But then again, 4.6 Jiumozhi is really a martial arts wizard!

"I think the two donors are extraordinary, I don't know..."

Jiumozhi looked at Tianshan Child Elder and spoke, but the corner of his eye kept falling on Jiang Fengyu.

"Oh, my name is Wu Xingyun."

Tianshan Child Elder smiled faintly, and an inexplicable light flashed in her beautiful eyes, "As for the sect, you must have never heard of it. 117

"The female donor just said it's okay."

Jiumozhi raised his brows and said with a smile, "It is not my boast, but I have heard of most of the sects in the Central Plains. The two benefactors are extraordinary, and they must be from famous sects!"

"Yeah?"

The Tianshan boy's eyebrows were lowered, and he didn't know what happened. He seemed to be recalling something, "So, have you ever heard of... Xiaoyao Sect?"