The Strongest Earth Mentor

There was a moment of silence over the phone, and then a voice rang: "Yang Chen, it's me!"

This sound sounded familiar, but Yang Chen didn't remember who the other party was.

"you are?"

"My Wang Xiancheng!"

"Wang Xiancheng?"

Yang Chen's brain was a little short-circuited for a moment, and he almost didn't remember who Wang Xiancheng was. Fortunately, he immediately reacted. Wasn't this the real awkward apprentice Xuan Hong?

Last time, I mentioned him to the real person of Xuanhong, saying that this product actually lost himself on the train. The train that I bought was directly connected to Shazhou City in Nanhu Province, but got off the train halfway. Since then, there has been no news. Too. Xuanhong Zhenren also said that he would look into the surveillance screen. At that time Yang Chen almost didn't think this product was an illegitimate child of Xuanhong.

"It's you, where did you go these days? Do you know that your master Xuanhong is looking for you everywhere?"

Now that Wang Xiancheng is here, Yang Chen's heart is somewhat relieved of Bao Yihua.

In the capacity of Wang Xiancheng, I dare not say that to guarantee the next Bao Yihua, at least I insisted on catching up with me, shouldn’t it be a problem?

So Yang Chen casually cared for Wang Xiancheng.

"Don't mention it!" Who knows it's okay not to mention it, Wang Xian's achievements are endless bitter water: "It's all full of tears! I haven't suffered much in this period... …"

"You will wait for you!" Yang Chen quickly interrupted the complaint of this product: "How did you get this phone?"

"Oh, I heard someone say your name, so I took the phone and talked to you." Wang Xiancheng answered.

bring here? Did you grab it? I don’t believe that Bao Yihua is such a terrible moment, this mobile phone is equivalent to the only life-saving straw, and I am willing to give the mobile phone to others.

Yang Chen's heart was slander.

Unexpectedly, Wang Xiancheng complained about this product again: "I tell you, I really was..."

"Okay, I know you are suffering. What about the original owner of this phone? How is he?"

"He's okay..." Wang Xiancheng replied a bit dumbly: "It's where he thumped his chest and looked like he was anxious?"

"Nonsense! What a terrible thing! Can you not worry?" Yang Chen did not wonder. Are you embarrassed to know that others are worried? Something terrible is calling you to grab your phone and can you worry?

"What a terrible thing? Can I help?" Wang Xiancheng asked to take the initiative.

It seems that this product has a warm heart.

"Now that you have asked so sincerely, then I will reluctantly agree with you. The guy came to trust me, but, he has caused a little trouble. Someone is arresting him. So if you can help I’ll protect him for a while, it’s better."

"Help you protect him?" Wang Xiancheng hesitated: "I'm afraid I can't help you in this matter."

"why?"

"I won't protect people!"

Yang Chen was right when he thought about it, but this guy was a real disciple of Xuanhong, the head of the Chongyang Palace. I am afraid that only others protect him, and there is really no one who protects others: "It doesn't matter. You just promise not to let someone take that guy away. Anyway, the time is not long, I will be there in twenty minutes, and you will be free when it comes. Now."

Finished. Yang Chen also added a heavy weight to the balance in Wang Xiancheng's heart: "After the event, I can promise you a condition. You must hold something to ask me to help?"

"How do you know?" Wang Xiancheng had no castle. Suddenly Yang Chen tempted out.

Yang Chen smiled and said nothing.

you still need to ask? Anyway, Wang Xiancheng is also a disciple who has closed the door. Although the education on etiquette will not be too focused, it is indispensable. And it will be very strict. If such a person is not forced to do anything, because someone else can mention his name. Just grab someone's mobile phone and talk to yourself?

"Okay, okay, that's settled!"

"It's a word!" Yang Chen finished and was planning to let Wang Xiancheng return the phone to Bao Yihua. Just listened to Bao Yihua's follow-up question: "Oh, who is it that catches people?"

"It's nothing. It's just Jingming Dao and Luzong." Yang Chen replied indifferently, as if the names of the two metaphysical monks who knew about it had changed, but just the nickname of a child on the street. It doesn’t matter.

"What?" Wang Xiancheng's voice immediately rose a few octaves: "Jingming Dao? And Luzong? Are you teasing me?"

The names of Jingming Dao and Luzong, let alone ordinary metaphysical circles, even if they are all in the real Tao, they don’t know much. However, Wang Xiancheng, as the disciple of the Chongyang Palace, is one of the only nine commanding elders of the Chinese Daomen, who is the head of the Chongyang Palace.

No, when Yang Chen mentioned these two names, Wang Xiancheng's voice exploded.

However, Yang Chen had been prepared for a long time, and took the phone far before the other party's voice was heard. After Wang Xiancheng's voice stopped, he put it back in his ears again: "Rest assured, you are not allowed to confront these two beings head-on, but only for twenty minutes."

"It won't work for twenty minutes! Don't you know what these two names mean?" Wang Xiancheng shouted. Even if you can't see it through the phone, Yang Chen can clearly know that the other party's face must be very exciting.

"I know I know, of course I know. However, no matter how great these two names are, it's just that you can't bear Wang Xian's achievements in the face of a few temporary patchwork people among them." Yang Chen Comforted.

It's just obvious that Wang Xiancheng didn't recognize this comfort at all: "What area are there a few people? These two people, even one, can't be bothered! You still have several of them, but you also have to protect a drag oil bottle……"

Bao Yihua's mind collapsed at this moment, and almost all of it was inward: I became a drag oil bottle...

"Alas..." Yang Chen pretended to sigh with a pretense: "If you dare not, then forget it. Anyway, when I meet the real person of Xuan Hong in the future, I have to remind him that his closed disciples are timid. I can’t afford it. In order to avoid embarrassing him, it’s better to open the door earlier..."

"What are you talking about? Huh! I'm not responsible? I'm timid as a rat? You wait for me to see if I am timid as a rat!" Wang Xiancheng hung up the phone in anger.

I knew this would happen.

Yang Chen sighed and shrugged.

Boy, you still have a pattern. Every time a radical method is hooked, there is no challenge at all. Life is so lonely like snow...

The phone rang again in an instant. Yang Chen connected, and Bao Yihua's voice came over: "Yang Chen, real, is the person you're looking for me reliable?"

"What? How dare I say I'm not reliable!" Wang Xiancheng's roar came next.

"Relax, this is the master disciple of Chongyang Palace. The high weight, even the people of Luzong and Jingming Dao have to worry about three points. There must be no problem..."

Before I finished speaking, I heard Wang Xiancheng's voice ringing: "No! People over there chased! Hurry, go!"

Yang Chen pouted. Self-deprecating smile.

This guy Wang Xiancheng is too pitted? I'm still bragging about him, and I'll show it right away.

"Here I'm chasing here too. No! We're going to jump off!" Bao Yihua didn't hang up. The voice over there continued.

"No! Can't jump!" Yang Chen changed his face and shouted loudly: "Absolutely can't jump! They can easily start a jump!"

The traffic in the car was crowded and inconvenient. But jumped off the train...unless you are close to the city, the railroads are generally desolate. Isn't that providing convenience to the other party's unscrupulous hands?

"So what shall we do?" Bao Yihua howled.

"Get on the roof! Go up from the window to the roof, and then choose one of the two of them, and go over from the roof. Then go back to the carriage, so as not to be hit by them back and forth!" Yang Chen's voice also grew louder.

Yang Chenzheng said aloud, there was a cold voice on the end of the phone: "Bao Yihua, just put your hands on it! You have no way to escape."

"You...don't come here...he is the disciple of Chongyang Palace!" Bao Yihua's guilty voice continued to sound.

"So what? The eight treasures of the world, loyalty and filial piety, respect for the heaven and the way, and death are the fundamental avenues of my pure and clear path. Xiu said a disciple of the Chongyang Palace, even if he is here, I also wish to stop our footsteps!" The cold voice was completely unmoved.

"What should I do? Yang Chen, what should I do?" Bao Yihua panicked.

Damn it!

Yang Chen secretly gritted his teeth.

This clear-minded person was so tough that he didn't give face at all. No wonder people in the whole metaphysical world are not waiting to see them, and they are deliberately ignored and marginalized. This group of people has a bad temper.

"Then...then threaten them?"

"Threat?" Bao Yihua smiled bitterly.

Right now, who threatens whom?

"You said, if they force it up, you will die with the worldly people around you!" Yang Chen gnawed his teeth and spit out such words.

I hope my analysis of Jingmingdao is correct.

Driving along the way, Yang Chen was not idle, and found a lot of information about Jingming Road on the Internet. In particular, he learned a lot about Jingming Dao from the real person Xuanhong~www.wuxiaspot.com~ confident that he has a certain understanding of Jingming Dao.

But this understanding is reliable, but Yang Chen has no bottom.

"Good! Just do it!" Bao Yihua gritted his teeth.

He was also in a hurry to go to the doctor, no matter how sloppy this idea was, he had to hold on to the straw.

"No!" Wang Xiancheng countered: "We can't do this!"

In the end, he accepted the complete inheritance of the Chongyang Palace.

"Relax, with Jingming Dao's temper, they will compromise!" Yang Chen took a calming pill with him while tempting: "Wang Xiancheng, you only have to do this thing, you can ask me to do anything, I can promise You! But remember, I can only promise you two things."

Wang Xiancheng hesitated a little, resolutely gritted his teeth and agreed: "Good!"

After a moment, I heard Wang Xiancheng crying and howling: "Don't...don't come here! Come back to me...I will die with these worldly people!" (To be continued.) Open new website