I Have a Time and Space Garden

"Meet an expert!"

The Taoist priest's mouth trembled, and he quickly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a silk cloth.

Wang Miao hides his cultivation. On the surface, he only appears to be in the Martial King Realm, but the Taoist priest can see that his true cultivation is the peak of Martial Emperor.

But since the deduction was backfired, the Taoist priest knew that the cultivation level of the person in front of him was far more than Emperor Wu, but the top powerhouse above the true immortal.

"Do these hidden masters like to tease people so much?"

The Taoist secretly complained, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his heart was very helpless.

He completely forgot that he also secretly came to the Great Wilderness Realm from the Immortal Realm, and traveled around the Quartet dressed as a practitioner of various identities, and also made fun of many people.

"Xia Xian, I have seen senior."

The Taoist priest put the sign on the ground and bowed politely to Wang Miao.

Wang Miao looked at the remaining blood on the corner of the Taoist priest's mouth and said secretly: "The pastoral space and time have covered up the secrets for me. Even if this person is a fairyland powerhouse, if he tries to deduce my past and future, he will be backlashed."

"I'm not a senior, did you admit that you were wrong?" Wang Miao said casually.

The Taoist was slightly startled, and then he thought of something: This senior probably didn't want to reveal his identity, that's why he said that.

"It seems that I recognized the wrong person. I don't know where you are going. If you don't dislike it, why don't you go with me?"

The Taoist changed a way of talking.

"Wei Fengliu, you big liar, give me the money back!"

Suddenly, a loud voice came from not far away.

Follow the sound.

A fat middle-aged woman in a red dress hurried over, holding a blank piece of paper in her hand.

"Aunt Li, what's the matter?"

The Taoist priest called "Wei Fengliu" asked with his eyelids slightly twitching.

Aunt Li threw the white paper in her hand on Wei Fengliu's face, and spit all over the sky and spit out: "What kind of bullshit are you talking about, I bought all the big ones according to what you said, and I almost lost my underwear. Now, you must pay me back!"

"Yes, pay back the money!"

A few more people angrily threw off the IOU in the casino. If it wasn't for the fact that this was a bustling street, they really wanted to rub Wei Fengliu on the ground.

Wang Miao glanced at the group of people and found that they all only had the cultivation base of Martial Spirit and Martial King.

They all didn't know that the fake Taoist Wei Fengliu in front of him just looked like a bully, but he was actually a fairyland powerhouse.

"Fellow Daoists, it's your luck, it's not my deduction that's wrong."

At this moment, Wei Fengliu folded his hands together and said indifferently.

Seeing this scene, Wang Miao was a little speechless.

Is this Wei Fengliu from Taoism or Buddhism?

"fart!"

"We paid you to bet big and bet small. You actually said it was a matter of luck. Are you sincerely looking for a fight?"

These people rolled up their sleeves, and the breath spread from their bodies, trapping Wei Fengliu in the middle, looking like they were about to crush him.

"Everyone, this is for your own good. After all, this is a road of no return. You should stop in time, return to the right path, and practice and live with your heart."

"Again, there is..."

Wei Fengliu folded his hands together, looking at the sky forty-five degrees with a sympathetic face, and said in a eloquent voice.

But before he could finish his words, an airtight shadow appeared around him.

bang bang bang bang...

After punching and kicking, Aunt Li and the others finally relieved their anger and walked away with a tiger-like pace.

As for Wei Fengliu, he had been beaten until his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he fell to the ground, trembling all over, with one finger still drawing circles on the ground.

Wang Miao was sitting three meters away.

He looked at Wei Fengliu who was beaten and didn't fight back, and couldn't help showing surprise.

If it were other immortals from the lower realms, how could they tolerate a group of martial spirits and martial kings riding on their heads?

"Could it be that he is honing his mood in the mortal world?"

Wang Miao guessed like this.

"I'm thinking of you, the sea of ​​hardships is endless, stop immediately, turn back to the shore!" Wei Fengliu suddenly stretched out his hand to Aunt Li and the others, shouting heart-rending.

"Turn your head back!"

not far away,

The angry voices of the practitioners such as Aunt Li came.

"Oh, people's hearts are not ancient!"

Wei Fengliu said helplessly and sat on the ground.

next moment.

Wang Miao discovered that Wei Fengliu had a strange aura coming out of him.

Then, he sat next to Wang Miao, and the whole person's attire changed greatly, from a Taoist priest who foresighted and deduced to a strong man with a sword.

There was a sharp sword intent on his body.

Even his temperament has changed from slick to calm.

"What is this operation?"

"Identity play, or experience?"

Wang Miao was stunned.

"From today, I am a swordsman, Wei Fengliu!"

Wei Fengliu made a strong voice. Although his face did not change, his temperament had completely changed.

Except for the face, everything else seems to be a different person.

"It seems that he is cultivating a special technique, and he needs to occasionally change his identity and personality in order to achieve the point of cultivation."

"But in this way, isn't he afraid of his schizophrenia?"

Wang Miao began to complain in his heart.

"Fellow Daoist, how about I follow you for a while?"

Wei Fengliu suddenly turned his head and said to Wang Miao, his eyes flashing with determination.

Wang Miao subconsciously wanted to refuse.

After all, being followed by a "schizophrenic" is probably not very good.

But he thought about it and changed his mind.

"Whatever!"

After all, Wang Miao stood up and brought five flower fairies to a snack street, sitting on the marble bench by the street, watching the passing pedestrians.

"Yes, the snack street really is like a cloud of beauties."

Wang Miao murmured.

Although he is single, he feels that it is necessary for him to go out more often to see various types of beauties, to improve his vision, so as not to see a grass, a cat, or even a pig in the future, he will feel good-looking.

"It turns out that fellow Daoist is also a man of temperament."

Wei Fengliu, who was playing a calm swordsman, sat beside Wang Miao, pointed at one of the women with a child, and said, "Actually, I prefer this type?"

Wang Miao glanced at the woman and judged that she was already married.

So, he squinted at Wei Fengliu and joked, "Your surname is 'Cao'?"

"Why did you say this, fellow Daoist?"

Wei Fengliu said seriously.

Wang Miao was silent for a while, and said, "Because, a certain fellow Daoist surnamed Cao has the same preferences as you."

"Oh?"

Wei Fengliu's eyes lit up and said, "If there is fate, I would like to see that fellow Taoist surnamed Cao."

Wang Miao did not speak.

He went out for a while, and it was time to prepare to go back.

As for Wei Fengliu, if you follow him into the time and space pastoral, you can use the auxiliary function of the pastoral garden to obtain the basic information of Wei Fengliu.

Although I don't want to expose the pastoral of time and space for the time being, it does not mean that Wang Miao is afraid that someone will discover the pastoral of time and space.

In the past, I was afraid of being blocked by people and could not get the treasures of the outside world, so I didn't dare to leak any news.

But it's different now.

After opening up other worlds, there is no shortage of heavenly materials and earthly treasures. Even if there are Immortal Emperors blocking the Liyou Mountain Range every day, Wang Miao is not panic at all.

"Friend, where are you going?"

Wei Fengliu wanted to ask more, but found that Wang Miao had already got up and left.

"go home."

Without turning his head, Wang Miao waved his hand behind him and took the five flower fairies into the air.

"Fellow Daoist, wait for me!"

Wei Fengliu quickly picked up the knife and followed.

He could see that this reclusive master had an easy-going personality, had no pretence, and was easy to get along with. It would be a good thing if he could take the opportunity to get familiar.

Not long after the two left, a figure entered the city.