The old man who seemed to be familiar was standing in front of him, but he couldn't remember it anyway, Wen Anbang couldn't help but be a little restrained, and asked cautiously: "Old man, haven't asked for advice yet......

The old man just smiled and didn't speak, his mouth moved, and he was about to speak. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoPlease search to see the most complete! At this time, General Chen opened the camp tent, walked in, walked in respectfully, and said respectfully: "Dean Tong, the bodies of the four people killed in the battle in Wenjia Village have been settled, and they are placed outside the camp in a good gloomy wooden coffin, I don't know what the old gentleman else commanded?" ”

"Dean Tong......" Wen Anbang's mind flashed, as if he remembered something, he held his head with both hands, and memory fragments came like a tide.

Where, and where have you seen this gracious old man? In the county seat? In the township? In the county town...... No, neither! Wen Anbang filtered the memory of the scenes, and in the end, the memory stopped in the study hall of Wenjia Village, the place he was most familiar with.

On his first day of school, the old gentleman who taught in the study hall took him as a child, respectfully worshiped a portrait, and told him that the old man on the portrait was a contemporary Confucian saint, Tong Xianqing!

Dean Tong, Yueshan Academy, Tong Xianqing, the teacher of the century!

Wen Anbang remembered everything, wasn't the elder in front of him the character in the portrait hanging on the wall in the school?

"Yasheng Tong Xianqing, Dean of Yueshan Academy!" Wen Anbang sat up suddenly, dumbfounded, and pointed at the kind old man, as if he had seen a ghost.

"It's the old man." Tong Xianqing obviously didn't see this kind of scene for the first time, so Gu Jing nodded without wavering.

"Mr. Wen, you're rude!" General Chen reminded in a low voice.

Wen Anbang suddenly came to his senses, quickly got up from the bed, knelt down with a puff, and blamed himself: "Mr. Tong is above, the disciple is rude." ”

"No need to be polite." Tong Xianqing waved his hand, and a mysterious force held Wen Anbang up, and said to General Chen, "The imperial court already knows what happened here, and the old man came in a hurry, but he didn't bring too much good news to the general, and I hope that General Haihan." ”

"No, no, no, it is already a blessing for the old master Tong to be there in person, and the people and the army know that the old master Tong is coming, and their morale is greatly boosted." General Chen hurriedly waved his hand, "Besides, Old Master Tong personally healed the wounds of the soldiers and healed those injured brothers, which is really a saint in the world." ”

"General Chen, my fellow countrymen...... Can I go to see them again? Wen Anbang had previously learned about the plight of his fellow villagers from General Chen, and he also knew that the coffins of these friends separated by yin and yang were stopping outside, and he couldn't wait.

General Chen glanced at Tong Xianqing, and seeing that he didn't say anything, he quickly nodded and said, "Of course, Mr. Wen, please." ”

Wen Anbang was anxious, so he walked beyond the camp tent, but as soon as he stepped over, he immediately stepped out of the camp tent and almost hit the gun-wielding guards outside the door. This step has crossed a full five feet!

"What's going on!" Wen Anbang was surprised, and General Chen also walked out at this time, and said enviously:

"Mr. Wen, when you were unconscious, Old Master Tong gave you the piping jade dew, this half jar of piping jade dew is enough to withstand hundreds of years of cultivation! You must know that in the imperial capital, a drop of myelin-washing jade dew can buy a manor outside the imperial city, and the price is not marketable! ”

Wen Anbang's eyelids jumped, and his face was full of shock: "What?!" ”

"Only the old master Tong has such a skill, and if he is someone else, there is no such accumulation. Mr. Wen, congratulations, you are a fairy from now on! General Chen patted Wen Anbang's shoulder and said with envy.

But he also knows that opportunities, fate, luck, and choices...... Indispensable. Wen Anbang made a choice with great determination, put pen to paper, and died in Yin; and the luck of the sky, he survived on the battlefield like the Shura field; Opportunity and fate are in response to the arrival of Master Tong Xianqing, and by means of washing the pith and jade dew, he was finally reborn, which is enviable.

But it's just envy, if someone else is in Wen Anbang's position at that time, he is afraid of taking the first step and not having the courage. All of this was bought by Wen Anbang with his life.

"If you can bring a few old friends back to life, even if Anbang doesn't want this immortal cultivation, Anbang will die immediately, and he will never hesitate!" It's just that Wen Anbang caressed the coffin, looked at the familiar faces in the coffin, but said sadly.

"The dead are gone, and it is not a simple matter to come back from the dead." Tong Xianqing shook her head, and she didn't know when she came behind Wen Anbang.

Wen Anbang raised his head, clenched his fists, stared at Tong Xianqing's face, and asked word by word, "Master Tong, can the dead be resurrected?" ”

"No, you can't." Tong Xianqing also replied seriously.

Wen Anbang's face darkened, he closed his eyes, but he didn't want to, Tong Xianqing's voice changed, and he said: "However, this is just that no cultivator can reach the realm of the cycle of life and death, if someone can control the Ten Realms, comprehend the other side of reincarnation, and bring the dead back to life, it is not impossible." ”

"The cycle of life and death, control time, reach the other side, and come back to life!" Wen Anbang opened his eyes suddenly, and two fine lights burst out from his eyes, as if they could penetrate everything, and he saw that General Chen hurriedly covered it with his hand, not daring to look at each other.

"Alright, let's go." Tong Xianqing waved her hand, and four pairs of gloomy wooden coffins with thousands of catties were suspended and floated in the air.

Wen Anbang's eyelids jumped, and he asked puzzledly: "Go, where are you going?" ”

"Fool, Old Master Tong wants to accept you as a disciple and take you back to Yueshan Academy with me!" General Chen was anxious, and tweeted Anbang, hating iron and not making steel.

"Huh?" Wen Anbang reacted at this time, and immediately became overjoyed, and kowtowed: "The master is on top, and he is worshiped by the students!" ”

"Okay, let's go to the academy." Tong Xianqing smiled and raised her hand, and also rolled up Wen Anbang, and the two of them were in four coffins, and disappeared in the sky above Yunmeng City in an instant.

General Chen looked at this dreamy scene and couldn't help but sigh secretly: What a fairy trick!

For more than ten days in a row, he hurried day and night, and Ye Fei didn't dare to be too ostentatious in this big dry land realm, so he could only find some mountain roads and wilderness with Taiyi and the two. You must know that this Daqian is too emperor, but he has been a master of the Wisdom Realm for many years, Ye Fei has caused such a big trouble to Daqian, I don't know how many people want him to die, and the Daqian royal family is no exception.

It can be said that as long as the news of Ye Fei's appearance in the territory of Daqian spreads, countless killers will immediately chase after him. Even the elders of those big families and big sects would be desperate to hunt him down.

Fortunately, the two of them have cultivated deeply, and although they are tired from traveling, they do not feel tired. After all, if you sit and participate in cultivation on weekdays, you can sit for a few months or decades, and even this can be endured, and the boredom of rushing is nothing?

On this day, the two traveled several thousand miles, and just as the sun was about to set, there was still afterglow, and they saw the towering city from a distance.

The destination of the group of two is to leave the city in the east.

"Finally come to this place where it is said to be full of gold, Demon Lord, you see, even the sea is dyed golden in the afterglow of the setting sun." Taiyi looked at the city from afar, and couldn't help but sigh, this legendary city of gold, the capital of sin,

"A long time ago, I heard about this East Leaving the City, and in the early years, a few of my fellow villagers and friends asked me to come to this East Departure City to do some small business."

"It is true that there is gold everywhere, but under the surface of this gold is a lot of bones." Ye Fei smiled and shook his head, "I guess, those few of your fellow villagers, I'm afraid they won't go back?" ”

"Hmm." Taiyi nodded, "I heard that I went through a small business twice and made some money, and then I was going to transport a big ticket, but I was pulled out, chopped into pieces and thrown into the East China Sea, and the body was not recovered." ”

"Dongli City is the most prosperous city among the many seaports in Daqian, and many vicious guys will flee here if they commit a big crime, do you know why?" Ye Fei asked again.

Taiyi shook his head, but smiled: "I don't know, but I can guess." This east is close to the coast, and the ship trade is prosperous, and these criminals can leave the city from the east and escape to other places. It is better to land from other ports, or to wander in the East China Sea, than to be killed and imprisoned. ”

"Yes, this is the city of Dongli, a majestic city made of white bones and gold, a paradise of gold and a city of sin." Ye Fei nodded.

Taiyi also nodded, and smiled helplessly: "One more point, young master, the residents here are still very enthusiastic." ”

There were outsiders present, so Taiyi called Ye Fei as the young master instead of the demon lord according to the previous agreement.

"Those two boys, acquaintances, hurry up and leave the things and belongings on your body, Lao Tzu is in a good mood today, so I will spare your life." A cold voice sounded behind itself, "If you dare to hide any private wealth, don't blame Lao Tzu for the knife in his hand!" ”

Ye Fei closed his eyes, and his spiritual sense swept away, and he already knew that the two of them had already been surrounded by twenty or thirty bandits. These bandits covered their faces with black cloths, armed with steel knives and crossbows, and the one led by them had only one ear, an ugly face, buck teeth and a nose, and at first glance he was not a good person.

"Young master, there are twenty-six people." Taiyi was unhurried and spoke.

However, listening to the ears of these bandits, it was a sign of some fear, and the bandits couldn't help laughing, laughing and telling the two to hand over the money quickly.

"It's official, you guys are so bold?" Ye Fei was neither salty nor light, and said softly, "Is there still a royal law?" ”

The one-eared bandit leader sneered and scolded: "mother! East away from the city, there is no one who does not dare to rob Lao Tzu after dark, give Lao Tzu less nonsense, and hand over all the money and treasures to Lao Tzu, otherwise he will chop you up! ”

"Hmph, in Dongli City, the fist is the king, and the strength is the law!"

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