film world traveler

The cold wind blows in the fields in autumn, causing the trees and grass to bend.

An ordinary wild Taoist wearing a Taoist robe met a wanderer with an unknown weed in his mouth. At first, nothing happened.

The Taoist chatted about everything and knew everything about the world. The knight-errant traveled all over the world and did a lot of stealing, but he was also familiar with the customs of various places and could brag. In this way, two unrelated people started chatting.

The cause of the conflict was a question. The Taoist asked the knight: "Why did you go to Tai'an City?"

The young rogue Youxiaer said: "As a Jianghu person, let's see the excitement."

The Taoist glanced at the wooden sword and smiled slightly. The young man asked the question: "Where are you going and what are you doing?"

"I'm going to join in the fun and want to kill someone?"

The young man asked: "Who do you want to kill?"

The Taoist closed his eyes slightly, shook his head and quickened his pace. Unexpectedly, a broken wooden sword stood in front of him.

"Tell me, who do you want to kill?"

"Step aside!"

The Taoist's words were not loud, but when they hit people's ears, they were like thunder exploding, making a loud buzzing sound.

"I'm trying to reason with you. Just tell me and I'll let you go."

In the cold autumn wind, which was wet and cold, the knight-errant comically raised his wooden sword to reason with the Taoist.

There was no atmosphere of a peerless duel at all, it looked ridiculous and boring. The Taoist had encountered countless strong swordsmen in his life, but it was the first time that a young man raised his sword against him in such a ridiculous manner.

But after the young man swung his sword, he stopped laughing at all.

Because an arm suddenly fell on the ground, it was his own, and it was just a sword strike, as if it was a breeze.

In just one stick of incense, the Taoist didn't want to give the ranger a chance to swing his second sword. The young man also had an arm broken, his hands and feet were swollen, and his face was beaten like a pig's head, but he also had a second chance to swing his sword.

"Yuan Qingshan is a bastard, I am bastard of you..."

"Oh, it hurts so much..."

The unbearable curses were comparable to those of a shrew. The young man cursed at the disintegrating figure for more than half a day before he picked up the wooden sword that had fallen on the grass and limped out.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock.

Drops of blood were like springs, splashing from the sleeves onto the grass, forming a long blood streak.

"...."

"I told you to be brave and show off, you bitch Wen Hua, why are you so willing to sacrifice yourself?"

"Can you fight Beimang National Master Yuan Qingshan? Even if he is a clone, he is still a master in suppressing Beimang's level. You are lucky enough to kill him, but next time you will be killed by three thousand people, do you understand?"

Xu Fengnian was not satisfied with the scolding, so after speaking, she gave Wen Hua another slap on the head, like a raindrop.

It took a while before he took out the elixir and said, "Take it without hesitation, it will be good for your healing."

Wen Hua grabbed them all without any courtesy and was very greedy. There were five pills in total. He stretched out his hand and handed four pills to Chen Jun, keeping one for himself.

"Sir, you can eat first."

Chen Jun raised the corners of his mouth slightly and shook his head, "I don't need this, just swallow it all yourself."

Xu Fengnian laughed and scolded: "Teacher, your martial arts skills are so good that you still need this thing. How dare you use my borrowed flowers to offer to Buddha?"

"What's wrong with you? It's just a brother's fault." Wen Hua stubbornly stretched out his hand, but still didn't draw it back, "In our village, disciples should pay filial piety to their teachers, carpenters, etc. During the Chinese New Year, they always give half of it in advance. teacher."

Wen Hua pushed three pills to Chen Jun's side and swallowed two of them immediately.

"It's not a loss to choose you as my apprentice." Chen Jun ate one, "I'll give the remaining two to your senior sister."

Under the shade of the tree, Wen Hua shivered due to the cold wind and almost dropped the pill in his hand.

Behind Wen Hua, a slender, cold and arrogant woman was already standing behind him. She just changed her clothes, not the original purple clothes, but the clothes of an ordinary woman.

Neither Xu Fengnian nor Wen Hua asked why they had changed their clothes.

"Here, my senior sister, these are the two pills that Mr. asked me to leave for you." Wen Hua stretched out his hand and handed it over. His palms were rough and cracked. They were no less generous than the old farmers who had been doing farm work all year round.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng was stunned. It wasn't the elixir, but a trance when he looked at the empty sleeve of Wen Hua's right hand.

"Thanks."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng was speechless and asked: "What's wrong with your hand?"

The corner of Wen Hua's mouth raised slightly, and just as he was about to say what he was proud of, he was immediately slapped on the back of the head by Xu Fengnian, "This fool dared to deal with Beimang Imperial Master with a broken wooden sword, and he lost one of his hands."

Thinking about it is complacent."

Xu Fengnian rolled his eyes, exhaled a long breath, and asked worriedly, "Teacher, can Wen Hua still practice swordsmanship without his right arm? This guy often dreams of becoming the best swordsman in the world."

"You three are here, so let me tell you a story."

"This has to start with a tomb of the living dead on Zhongnan Mountain..."

Classic stories will never fade, let alone in a world with poor entertainment culture. Among the three, Xu Fengnian and Wen Hua listened the most intently. Even Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who had always been cold and arrogant, also listened attentively and remained silent. But when Xiao Longnu was defiled

In the plot, Wen Hua felt as uncomfortable as a fish bone stuck in his throat, and Xu Fengnian went into a rage: "It's so cold, I'm going to make a fire to eat."

Before long, a fire was lit under the tree.

Xu Fengnian used his skills in catching fish and ducks when he traveled all over the world, and got a big goose and several fish from nowhere, and then asked Wen Hua to go get the eggs. Not long after, Wen Hua's pockets were filled with eggs.

The eggs were buried under the sparks and roasted, and the goose was neatly plucked and cleaned by Xu Fengnian, and then grilled directly on the fire together with the fish. Chen Jun didn't need to do anything at all, because the two of them had done a lot of sneaky things in those years, which was so wild.

The skills are completely trivial.

While barbecuing, the story reached its climax. When Wen Hua heard that Yang Guo had had an adventure and resurrected from a broken arm, his heart was surging and he regained his confidence. He wished he could transform into a great eagle and wield swords in the world. He said loudly: "I should also imitate the gods."

A great hero, a chivalrous and righteous man, with wine, stories and beauties." This made Xu Fengnian snicker.

At the end of the narration, Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked thoughtful and couldn't help but ask: "Sir, you are using the story to metaphor yourself, so who is the Condor Hero?"

Chen Jun denied: "No, it's a story I heard from a friend."

There is a friend series where Xuanyuan Qingfeng seems to believe it but not and Wen Hua yells: "Sir, there must have been a little dragon girl before, but he may have encountered..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Jun slapped Wen Hua on the back of the head, "That's nonsense, let's eat your fish."

Xu Fengnian laughed at the side, "I don't think you look like the Condor Heroes, but rather like the invincible sword demon. The realm of swordsmanship revealed in the story alone is close to Taoism and cannot be described by ordinary people."

The four of them chatted and laughed, enjoying the barbecue without the constraints of their identities.

Xu Fengnian later asked: "This time, sir, I killed 50% of Liyang's energy. Cao Guanzi attacked and killed the emperor and lost 20% of Liyang's energy. The world is now in chaos. What do you plan to do next?"

"Li Yishan asked you to ask?"

"Indeed, sir, you can influence the overall situation of the world. Many people and forces will be watching your next move." Xu Fengnian nodded, "And sir, you have already reached the second place in the martial arts review. After this battle, the world will treat you and Mr. Wang

The dispute between you and me is bound to be fierce. Even if my husband doesn’t go to Wang Xianzhi, he will still go to you because of his invincible loneliness."

"Then wait until he comes to me!"

Chen Jun thought for a while and said: "The next step is for me to establish a large sect. As for Beiliang and your actions, I will not interfere too much in the military struggle. When the time comes, I will wish you a helping hand to clear the obstacles. After all,

It was me who proposed that you become the co-leader of the world, and I will be responsible to the end."

Xu Fengnian couldn't laugh or cry.

Wen Hua was very interested and asked: "What is the name of the sect we established? With the strength of Mr. and Xiaonian's power, senior sister Xuan and I have achieved outstanding results. Wouldn't it mean that we will become the top sect in the world?"

Chen Jun waved his sleeves and said with a heroic smile: "If there is Emperor Wu City in the north, then there should be Qingyun Gate in the south!"

"Qingyun Gate is on the same level as Emperor Wu's City!"

The bodies of the three of them were shocked.

After a while, Xu Fengnian came to his senses and asked, "Where is the location of our sect?"

"Longhu Mountain, the ancestral home of Taoism!"

**

this moment.

In the Tianshi Mansion Ancestral Hall in Longhu Mountain, many tablets of the ancestors that had been worshiped for hundreds of years fell to the ground.

This caused the children in the ancestral hall to scream and run out immediately.