It is said that the people who left "Xi" in Wangxiang that day, and after returning to the real world, they were looking for a person within a hundred miles, and this person was the girl Gong Qi'er who had been following him.

Since Wangxiang went to the Lingling Domain, Gong Qi'er chose a secluded place in the mountains, and did not practice, only fishing every day for fun.

But Wangxiang didn't come for Gong Qi'er, his subordinates were ruthless, knocked Gong Qi'er who didn't react with one palm, and said coldly to the surroundings: "Your Excellency, can you come out to see you!" ”

There has been no echo for a long time, and within a radius of a hundred miles, there is actually no other energy breath reaction, the ability to look at the hometown is slightly opened, and a strand of Gong Qi'er's hair instantly turns white, and at this moment, Gong Qi'er's figure suddenly disappeared, and the pen appeared behind Wangxiang.

He knew that this young man was ruthless, and if he wasn't there, Wangxiang would really kill Gong Qi'er.

"You're looking for me." Pen said.

"I want to ask you something."

"How do you know I'm here?"

"You've always been there." Wangxiang perceives vitality, most of the perception directions in this world are energy-based, and the demigod realm is no exception, the pen can deceive Fang Tianmu, but he has been watched by Wangxiang.

"Young man, in what capacity did you speak to me?" The pen squinted slightly, and his expression seemed to be smiling.

Wangxiang lowered his head, his whole face was buried in the shadows, and he didn't reply for a while.

And Wangxiang should also be glad that this man is a penman, not another demigod, an immortal penman, who has lived countless lives in various parts of the world, and his state of mind has long been beyond the world. Otherwise, how can Wangxiang, who is not as good as ants, be presumptuous in front of a demigod.

Wangxiang, who did not speak, saw through his psychological thoughts and thoughts, and the pen said: "You want a gun, but you don't need a gun." ”

Wangxiang said: "Where can I find a good gun!" ”

"Why are you obsessed with a handful of mundane things, hehehehe..."

"What is a mundane thing?"

"Even if you use the most wonderful and precious things in the world to create the sharpest weapon, you are also falling into the vulgar, and it is difficult to have a bright day, and that sharp weapon cannot get out of the world, and it will be broken again."

Wangxiang said coldly: "Being cut off, it's because I'm not strong, I just need a good gun, and I don't care about the rest." ”

Bizuo sighed and said, "In this way, the technique of Emperor Shura in your body will not be in the world anymore, it's a pity!" ”

"How do you know! Do you know how to release it? "Back then, Wangxiang let the spear technique of Emperor Shura and the Four Knights reappear in the world, but unfortunately his own realm was too low, and the technique of Emperor Shura could not be unsealed, so he had to retreat and practice the spear technique of the Four Knights, if he could unlock the technique of Emperor Shura, he would naturally be happy to it, and Wangxiang's desire to defeat Fang Tianmu had reached the point of uncontrollable.

The pen said: "I haven't even figured out what I am, and I still want to see through the Emperor Shura? Do you know who Asura is? Why can his art kill gods? ”

"Why! Tell me! "Looking at the hometown urgently.

"Hahahaha, you better figure out what you are first, and what everything in this world is."

With a plop, Wangxiang knelt down in front of the pen, and the pen seemed to have expected this matter, and although Wangxiang made up his mind, it was obviously extremely difficult to lower his posture, and it took a long time to hold back his words and say: "Please......... Finger...... Point me. ”

The pen looked in a direction outside the mountain, he glanced at the hometown lightly, and said with a smile: I'm an old thing, I haven't walked with young people for a long time. Then, his figure gradually disappeared, and he said: "Don't make a move on that girl again, I don't want to waste any opportunity to meet her, next time I will kill you." ”

He disappeared here, and at the same time appeared eight hundred miles away, an elegant pavilion, a pot of wine, and a person who had been waiting for a long time.

Bizuo sat down, the wine was just warm, he drank it all, enjoyed the stomach from the tip of the tongue, like a plum tiger pear dragon, turned to agarwood, couldn't help but sigh three times, and said: "Seven hundred years ago, I like this simple and mellow taste, you really know my mind." ”

"This is the last time I promised you." Izumi Tianqi poured the wine again and showed great respect for the pen.

He held the wine glass, thinking about something, and after a dozen breaths, he said: "Do you want me to guide Wangxiang and let him thoroughly discover his ability?" ”

"You've been confiscating apprentices for so long, this is just right."

"You always call me an old thing, little thing, I can't easily agree to your attitude, this must be a difficult errand, and besides, your seven-hundred-year-old rice brew can't convince me."

"Hehe" Quan Tianqi's attitude at this moment will make Mu Ziyun and others suspicious, "I said, this is the reward given to you for the last Suqian incident, and I have always pursued the principle of doing things first and then talking about compensation." Don't pretend to be old, prophet, but you're a demigod. ”

"Little ghost, the worst thing I'm good at is divination."

"That's because you've lived too long, unwilling to divination, peeping into destiny, I know that. I also know what it feels like. ”

Bizuo looked at Quan Tianqi with a smile, and the two looked at each other for a long time, occasionally drinking and clinking glasses, until an hour later, Bizuo spoke, saying: "I have no worldly heart, and I will no longer accept disciples." ”

Quan Tianqi was silent for a long time, and after another hour, he spoke: "Not every apprentice is like your only .........."

Bizuo suddenly interrupted him and said: "You are a meaningless little ghost doing this, you have traveled through time I don't know how many times, and you want to find a satisfactory reply sentence by sentence?" Don't forget, I can see through your time tracks. ”

It turned out that Quan Tianqi had already answered countless words with the pen, and he traveled to the past again and again, trying to find out the right way to speak.

This time, he did not rush to answer, but let the pen work in his own silence, complete the persuasion of himself, and finally put the finishing touch on his own sentence, perfect close.

It's a pity that he can't hide these tricks, Quan Tianqi smiled: "The two of us are not tired, since we can see through everything that will happen, why bother talking about this nonsense, I thank you in advance for being old, and the remuneration is satisfactory to you." ”

Quan Tianqi got up to leave, but Bizuo stopped him and asked, "Didn't you join Xia?" Is it right to help Wangxiang? ”

"If Wangxiang doesn't get stronger quickly, no one will be able to choke Fang Tianmu's throat. Like you, I don't belong to anything, but I just helplessly maintain balance. ”

"Wouldn't it be better if he wasn't strong, Fang Tianmu's ......... kid"

Quan Tianqi directly interrupted him and said, "Fang Tianmu's comprehension and future possibilities are so terrifying that they are out of control, and Wangxiang must be entangled with him, so that he will not continue to enlighten." ”

"I see, that's your way of maintaining balance." The pen held the wine jug and drank it all, and Quan Tianqi was slightly surprised and looked back at the pen deeply.

Bizuo stood up, left the scene slowly, and sang in his mouth: "The way of yin and yang......" Suddenly, he turned around and said to Quan Tianqi: "Bastard boy, all this is still tried out by you from time, even if I say this sentence now, you picked it out of time!" ”

The corners of Quan Tianqi's mouth grinned, and he said, "Old thing, you know everything, do you still need to ask me?" ”

With that, the two of them disappeared at the same time, and the pavilion was as if it had never existed.

"I've been traveling, I'm sorry."