Facts have proved that the number of outstanding talents is still very small, and there is less than one truly talented warrior in a hundred. There are thirty to fifty thousand people in the town who have been dismissed from the eighteen clans, and the only two streets are crowded.
Without the path of the Eighteen Sects, acquired warriors will naturally find another way out, and most people don't feel that they are too weak. They think that they are just born at the wrong time, and there is still unlimited hope in the future.
This self-confused illusion will accompany them for a lifetime. No one can escape from the vicious circle of "Don't bully young people into poverty, don't bully middle-aged people into poverty, don't bully old people into poverty, and the dead are the most important"!
Therefore, most warriors voluntarily organize places called "mutual markets" to exchange their needs with each other for the future.
Xin Zhuo was not interested at all and walked alone with Xiao Huang, looking a little desolate.
After so many years of life and death, to be honest, I suddenly lost my direction.
"Xiao Huang, where are you going? I'll give you two ways, go to the Great Zhou Dynasty to be the emperor and enjoy the blessings, or go to the longevity village to live in seclusion, what do you choose?"
"Ugh..." Xiao Huang rolled her eyes and looked up at him aggrievedly.
"What the hell are these Eighteen Sects? Did they really discover my talent? Do they really know geniuses? Do they really know what the physique of a single emperor is? It's really a fox pretending to be a tiger, and the spring water of the river flows eastward. The pear blossoms press the begonia, and you are double-dealing. May you have good luck in the Year of the Rabbit!"
A burst of dissatisfied curses came from not far away. The idioms were used in a mess, and the words clearly did not convey the meaning, but you could clearly feel the general meaning and anger he wanted to express.
The voice is familiar.
Xin Zhuo subconsciously looked over and saw that he was a young man with a square face and triangular eyes. He was dressed like a young man and was less than thirty years old. He was very dazzling in bright yellow brocade clothes.
This face is very familiar, it seems to be...Brother Shangguan Fan Qing?
I haven't seen this person for many years, and we met here?
Idle time is also idle, Xin Zhuo was about to go over to say hello, Shangguan Fan Qing disappeared in the blink of an eye.
At this time, I heard someone on the other side shout loudly: "Everyone, look here!"
This roar was like thunder on the ground, and the warriors in the dark half of the street turned their heads to look in shock.
I saw that this man was a middle-aged man with a long beard and a belly that looked like he was eight months pregnant. He was wearing a dirty blue robe and his small eyes were twitching. He looked very wretched.
Someone who knew him couldn't help but said: "Isn't this the storyteller from Qiaotou? What tricks are you trying to do? The recruitment of disciples in the Eighteen Sects has ended. If you try to make money from the lower class, I'm afraid it's just a fool's errand!"
"You have misunderstood!"
The storyteller smiled calmly: "You are all geniuses, but your pearls are dusty. It's just that the eighteen sects don't have the ability to recognize people. Since you are already here, how can you come here in vain?
To be honest, although my sect is not as good as the eighteen sects, it is still a properly ancient sect. It has been more than 10,000 years since its establishment. Although its reputation is not obvious, its foundation is very deep. Haha, my family is There have been saints! "
The crowd was quiet for a moment, and someone asked excitedly: "There is such a sect, what is its name?"
The storyteller said coldly: "Suntian Sect! It's just Duan Dapeng, the headmaster of Suntian Sect. He is only one step away from the Yinxu realm and is invincible in the same realm. If you join our sect, don't mention anything else, you will soar to the sky in the future. Absolutely no problem!”
The crowd was quiet again for a moment, then cursed and dispersed. This bastard is a liar at first glance. Is "Ritian Sect" the name of a serious sect? Go crazy!
"Everyone! Everyone!"
Duan Dapeng, the storyteller, looked anxious, "Everything I say is true. Although the name Ritian Sect is indecent, it was really chosen by our ancestor Ritian Sage himself. The sect that has been around for tens of thousands of years has a very rich heritage..."
"Stop talking! I'm going!"
There was a man with a sloppy beard and drunken eyes beside him, holding a wine gourd and talking in a daze.
Duan Dapeng looked surprised and looked this person up and down: "Oh? You really have a keen eye and know the extraordinaryness of our Ritian Sect!"
"Don't think too much!" The drunkard said unsteadily: "I, Li Wumian, a drunken swordsman, have lived a life of hardship and poverty. Many of my close friends have abandoned me, and even the eighteen sects have not accepted me. I am even a dog in front of the door. I also look down on you, I am suffering even if I live in this world!
I might as well die in your Sun Earth Sect, and someone will bury me after my death, so I won’t end up being eaten by wild dogs! "
"..."
The storyteller sighed, "Actually, our name is Ritian Sect!"
"What's the difference between sun and sky and sun and earth?" Li Wumian asked.
"It seems... there is no difference." Duan Dapeng sighed again and said in a deep voice, "Very good, since you are so discerning, I will accept you!"
At this time, Xin Zhuo gave up looking for Shangguan Fan Qing and was about to leave when he saw him walking out of the opposite corner scratching his scalp and cursing. He looked up and saw him. He was startled at first, then he was overjoyed and Sayazi rushed over: " Second brother! Is that you? I haven’t seen you for many years!"
Xin Zhuo smiled and said, "How have you been over the years?"
Seriously speaking, the last time the two met was at the "Fengtian Tower" in the Taiping Palace four or five years ago. Xin Zhuo used puppets to suppress the geniuses of various sects and sects in the Great Zhou Dynasty, including Shangguan Fan Qing. It was just that Shangguan Fan Qing recognized him, but he did not recognize Shangguan Fan Qing at the time.
"It's a long story!"
Shangguan Fanqing looked up to the sky and sighed, "My mother died a long time ago, and my father became obsessed and passed away the year before last. I have no status and no backing in Tianji Pavilion. I am bullied every day. It is really boring, so I took my personal maid Haitang and traveled far away. .
Just now, Haitang was accepted as an inner disciple by Leiyin Temple, and I was deposed. They said that I am the true form of the eternal Yang, and that I cannot absorb the yin of heaven and earth into the yin void realm in this life, and I cannot break my body, so they don't want me.
Now I am desperate and have no way to go. I am handsome and dashing..."
"That's it!" Xin Zhuo patted him on the shoulder.
With this shot, Shangguan Fan Qing almost burst into tears: "Second brother, I will follow you from now on. You and I, both male and female, will wander around the world!"
"We are both men, we cannot be both male and female." Xin Zhuo reminded.
Just as Shangguan Fan Qing was about to speak, Li Wumian's eyes lit up, he strode over and burped: "You two brothers have been apart for many years, how are you?"
This Li Wumian was the senior brother of the Lingjian sect who they met in Qiugong Pavilion and seduced the senior sister and his wife. Later, Xin Zhuo met him again in a certain escort agency, and they never met again.
Shangguan Fan Qing glanced at him, his eyes were not his eyes, his nose was not his nose: "Are you okay?"
Li Wumian burped again: "It's okay, I just think it's fate to meet you two after a long separation. Why don't you two bury me? I've had enough!"
"This is the first time I have encountered such a crazy request. This is really..."
Shangguan Fan Qing said solemnly: "It's time to help you, even if you're idle, I'll help you."
He picked up Li Wumian and left.
One dares to say it, and the other dares to do it.
"This brother!"
Duan Dapeng, the storyteller, immediately stopped Shangguan Fan Qing and looked at Xin Zhuo, "I see that these two are extraordinary warriors and not ordinary people. How can they do nothing in this world of great strife and be one step behind others? Why don't you go to my day?" How about practicing in Tianzong?"
Shangguan Fan Qing put down Li Wumian, looked at Xin Zhuo and asked, "Where is your sect?"
Duan Dapeng adjusted his sleeves: "Bailing Mountain!"
Shangguan Fan Qing's face was gloomy, and he thought for a while before asking: "Are you in charge of the food? Is there any meat?"
"Enough!"
"How many people are there in your sect?"
"Haha." Duan Dapeng smiled coldly and stretched out a finger.
Shangguan Fan Qing said: "One hundred?"
Duan Dapeng shook his head.
Shangguan Fan Qing said: "One thousand?"
Duan Dapeng still shook his head.
Shangguan Fan Qing swallowed: "Ten thousand?"
Duan Dapeng nodded cryptically.
Shangguan Fan Qing couldn't help but look at Xin Zhuo: "Second brother, this is a big sect!"
Xin Zhuo frowned. He felt that this storyteller was a bit strange. Call him nonsense. He still had some knowledge. After all, what he said yesterday was correct. If he said he was reliable, he obviously thought too highly of him.
Duan Dapeng took the opportunity to add fuel to the fire: "Our Ritian Sect has been established for more than 10,000 years, and the mountain gate is full of ancient relics and rare and rare animals. Disciples can make rapid progress after getting started, and... our Ritian Sect is located in a unique location, which happens to be Being in the middle of Lingyun Sect, Haotian Sect, Xuantian Sword Sect, Hehuan Sheng Sect, and Leiyin Temple, we can say that we have both sides!"
"How can you recruit disciples in such a good place on the street? I'm afraid you won't be able to deceive even a child with your words."
Shangguan Fan Qing thought for a moment, "But it's just right for us, let's go!"
Xin Zhuo pondered for a while and felt a little moved. First of all, the Wannian Sect, even if it is in decline, can still sacrifice the spirit and control it. Secondly, it is close to my mother and the others, so they can take care of it.
