After patting the non-existent dust on his body, Chang Si took a step forward and his figure gradually became smaller. When he arrived in front of Liu Xihou and others a hundred miles away, he cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Sister Liu, I'm really sorry. I have to take some time off." I will definitely go back to Baqi Sect to see you and forgive me for my sin!"
Liu Xihou witnessed this guy fighting with two monks from the Void Realm in the Star Reaching Platform, and was tortured by Patriarch Ji with his magical powers, but he was still alive and kicking. She was no longer too lazy to worry about him, and the voice message warned: "In In front of the ancestor of the Immortal Ascension Realm, you should be careful what you say, don't be too big or too small."
"Wake up, wake up, sister, please relax, I know what's going on."
Chang Siguo replied through the message, then turned to Lu Feng and Liu Zhirou, and said with a smile: "I will meet you for a drink when I come back. Next time I will go to Taiyan Peak with Senior Brother Lu. We will eat and live for three years and make Liu Zhirou poor. Haha, how dare you If you let me get rejected again, I will block the gate of Taiyan Peak."
Liu Zhirou sweated a little. This guy was a grudge-bearer. A hundred years later, he was still holding a grudge.
This guy is so capable now, how dare Tai Yanfeng give him a cold shoulder?
You Ji sent a message: "Master, I will live in Phantom Pavilion for three or two years, and then I will look for you."
"You stay a little longer. Li Xinshu's mission is completed and I asked him to go back first. After this, who dares to underestimate the Phantom Pavilion? If you have time, you can take people to the Baqi Sect to walk around."
Chang Siguo said a few words, and then handed over his hands to Chu Xilian and the woman surnamed You, who were flying over: "Brother Chu, Taoist friend You, we don't know each other if we don't fight. We will be friends when we meet from now on. I have offended you with my previous words, so please don't do it." Sorry!"
Chu Xilian laughed and returned the favor: "Brother Chang, you are polite. It is normal for monks of the same rank to meet and learn from each other. How can I offend you? As a friend of yours, Chu has made a decision."
This man even spoke like this to Patriarch Ji’s face, so what else could he care about?
He just didn't expect that the guy who was so arrogant with his words before would speak to him so politely.
He was quite flattered, and he quickly made such a powerful friend.
The woman surnamed You looked a bit unhappy and snorted without replying.
Chang Siguo ignored the woman named You. Do you really think that his face is so cheap that no one can give it to him? He exchanged a few polite words with Chu Xilian, but there was no sign of the tenseness of the previous confrontation. They were all harmonious and had a pleasant conversation. He also exchanged a few polite words with Li Xinshu, who put on his cloak again. He had to put on a show in front of outsiders.
Liu Xihou was worried about keeping Patriarch Ji waiting for a long time, so he sent a message to urge him. Chang Siguo then bowed his hands, said goodbye, and strode southward without a trace.
After a step of dozens of miles, no one was seen in the blink of an eye.
Chu Xilian looked at the figure disappearing into the clouds in the distance and sighed in his heart. If this guy wasn't arrogant, he would be a good friend. He was very familiar with the Phantom Pavilion, the Baqi Sect and the Taiyan Peak monks. He is harmonious and not at all arrogant.
After saying a few polite words to Li Xinshu, both parties said goodbye and went their separate ways.
But they didn't bother to pay attention to the monks of the eight major sects. They had to go back and find out who Chang Siguo was?
However, Liu Xihou, You Ji and others could not lack the etiquette. They bowed respectfully and sent the three of them off. At the invitation of Baili Qiuzhu, they flew to the mountain gate of Phantom Pavilion. Without Chang Si Guo, the atmosphere seemed a little dull. No one was very interested in talking.
Chang Si found a particularly prominent mountain two thousand miles south, and he slowly descended to the top of the snow-covered mountain.
The scenery changed, and a dilapidated thatched pavilion appeared on the top of the mountain, which could only cover the snow but not the wind. Ji Wumou, who was wearing a green Bagua crown and a plain Taoist robe, was sitting in the thatched pavilion and cooking tea over a wood fire.
"Come in and sit down when you come. I'll invite you to drink tea. Answer a few of my questions honestly. If you're satisfied with your answer, I'll let you go. If you answer incorrectly, I'll slap you to death and throw you down the mountain to feed the wolves. So simple."
The Taoist priest who seemed to be very young was the only one who could confuse drinking tea with being thrown off the mountain to feed the wolves, one elegant and the other bloody.
Chang Siguo bowed his hands and said, "Yes, I will tell you everything I know."
Walking into the small thatched pavilion, he sat down on an old wooden bench and watched Ji Wumou cooking a large copper pot hanging from an ordinary iron frame with ordinary fire wood. Steam came out of the spout, and he listened to the sound of water. It's almost open.
Ji Wumou added two logs to the fire and said, "Have you seen Wei Weigong?"
Chang Siguo was stunned for a moment before he realized that he was referring to Wei Zu, the eldest brother of Xingyin Pavilion. This was the first time he knew Wei Weigong had such a weird name. He said, "I've never seen it before. I've only seen two elders, Wu and Ji." Ancestor."
"Ji Yuanshuang has a weird temperament. He must be the old man Wu Yixian told you about."
Ji Wumou narrowed his eyes, looked at Chang Siguo across from him through the smoke and smoke, and said, "Tell me, who helped you take out the murderous knife? It's really a good trick. When I noticed, the knife was missing. .”
Chang thought about it and wondered how the young Taoist priest in front of him knew this?
Wu Yixian would definitely not tell him. The other monks in the sect knew nothing about it, so they could only find out through calculation.
"It's Senior Niu Chi, the senior who overcame the Great Heavenly Tribulation in the Return Sea more than fifty years ago. His disciples happened to meet him and helped Senior Niu Chi escape from the tribulation that he was trapped in. After becoming an immortal, I gave my disciples some benefits in return..."
Chang Siguo retold the story that he had repeated once before to the more shrewd Ji Wumou. Lian Niuchi entrusted him to take care of the Barbarian Niu tribe and told the truth. He deliberately concealed some key information, such as the demon-suppressing space, If he didn't ask carefully, he would say it was a secret of the sect and it was not convenient to tell him.
However, from beginning to end, Ji Wumou just listened without saying a word, not knowing whether to believe it or not.
When it came to the end, Chang Siguo couldn't continue.
At least you have to give me some response. Playing a one-man show like this is very tiring and can easily lead to flaws.
The water in the copper pot had already boiled away, and firewood was being added below to light the fire. Chang Siguo paused dryly for a while, and then said without any strategy, "You're lucky, you'll meet Niu Chi." The hook from the iron frame He took off the big copper pot, poured a bowl of thick dark brown tea into a plain white and yellowish thick bowl without any pattern decoration on the wooden table, and said: "Where is the bowl? I invite you to drink tea, you must bring your own bowl .”
This was the first time Chang Siguo heard such a weird rule about inviting someone to tea.
He hurriedly took out the stone bowl from which he drank. Only the stone bowl could compare with Old Man Ji's thick bowl. Other jade bowls and blue and white bowls were obviously not suitable. The flame flickered weakly, and the alcohol inside the bowl burned cleanly. Put it on the wooden table and reach out to take the big copper pot.
Ji Wumou directly picked up the pot and poured tea, poured a stone bowl into it, and said: "Except for Liu Zhirou, I rarely invite people to drink tea. That kid doesn't know my other identity, otherwise, he wouldn't feel comfortable drinking."
Hang the big copper pot on the iron hook, pick up the thick bowl, and slowly taste the tea.
Chang thought about picking up his own stone bowl and drinking tea with both hands.
The color of the tea was extremely strong, just like thick old-leaf tea. It didn't have the refreshing aroma of spiritual tea that he thought it had, and had a bit of a bitter taste.
The two of them were speechless, each drinking tea sip after sip. Chang thought that he didn't know how to taste tea. He was not as versatile as You Ji, and he couldn't say anything. He just hid his clumsiness and drank tea as water.
After drinking a large bowl of tea, I actually felt a little full.
"Let's go, I'll send you to the beast prison, and you complete Niu Chi's mission. Have you decided where to place the ten thousand wild cows?"
Ji Wumou put away the thick bowl on the table and walked into the snow outside the thatched pavilion. When Chang Siguo came out, the thatched pavilion disappeared behind him. Ji Wumou tore open the void, carrying Chang Siguo who had no time to answer. Get in there.
The space closed, and the wind and snow on the top of the mountain were the same color as the sky, as if no one had been here.
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