When Manager Tang heard this, he laughed loudly and felt guilty. He was definitely the young shopkeeper.
"Little shopkeeper, I'm Tang Shi, the man from Ah Si Sword Forging Shop, you recruited me!" Manager Tang said.
Tang poetry?
That young man Tang Shi who was doing bad swordsmanship in the snow on a snowy day? That Tang Shi who liked to squat on the wall with him and talk loudly about whose wife had a big ass and was good at giving birth, and whose girl was so hydrated that she dripped water quickly?
However, this little old man must have already known his destiny due to his age.
Jiang Xiaobai couldn't help feeling a little emotional.
After coming out of the stars, he spent countless years in the nightless day, transformed into a cocoon in the darkness, and then appeared inexplicably in the ruined temple of Wolong Mountain.
I don’t know that there are no years in the mountains, but in a blink of an eye.
The people he had come into contact with before were all practitioners, and his appearance had not changed much.
However, now that I see this Tang poem and his gray-haired appearance, I can't help but sigh.
"Have you followed the path of a human warrior?" Jiang Xiaobai suddenly asked.
Tang Shi nodded and said: "To be fair to the little shopkeeper, what the big shopkeeper said about what he saw and heard after the sword opened the Heavenly Gate that day in the sword shop, as well as his speculations about the future, and even the affairs of many immortal sects in the world, Although the big shopkeeper thought that he had used secret methods to wash away my memory, in fact, I remember it clearly."
"That's why Tang Shi dared to learn the swordsmanship of the big shopkeeper. Although the road of martial arts was difficult, Tang Shi worked hard and practiced hard day and night. He still didn't lose the face of the big shopkeeper and the little shopkeeper. I couldn’t enter the Xianjia Cave to practice, but in the end Huang Tian lived up to his wishes and became the general manager of the Demon Suppression Department in this world, and he also performed chivalrous tasks of slaying demons and demons.”
He said it in an understatement, but Jiang Xiaobai could hear the ups and downs in it. No one in this world would succeed casually.
How difficult it is to practice cultivation!
"Oh, but you finally married that fat woman in the west of the city and gave birth to a child, so you have no regrets." Jiang Xiaobai said with jumping thoughts.
Tang Shi was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Jiang Xiaobai. In an instant, the two of them had a tacit understanding that was unknown to outsiders, and they both smiled softly.
The next moment, Tang Shi suddenly waved his hand towards the back.
But he saw many monks coming forward one after another behind him.
Tang Shi suddenly raised his hand and said loudly: "Daling Town Demon Division, Tang Shi, together with all the men, came to help Mr. eliminate the demon!"
"Meet sir!"
He spoke loudly, and then the monks from the Daling Demon Suppression Department behind him all said in unison: "I've seen you, sir!"
Perhaps in order to show off the strong character of Daling Town Demon Division, these monks all had their cultivation levels fully activated. For a moment, this place was inexplicably filled with awe-inspiring fighting spirit.
Jiang Xiaobai nodded.
Tang Shi jumped up onto the bow of the boat and stood behind Jiang Xiaobai.
He waved his hand gently, and the monks automatically dispersed to both sides, standing side by side with the East China Sea tribe.
"Sir, are you ready to go?" Aokuo asked softly.
Unexpectedly, Tang Shi stepped over him and said: "Wait a little longer!"
etc?
Jiang Xiaobai was also a little confused.
Tang poetry doesn’t explain it either.
Suddenly, from the end of the sky, a man in white came with a sword.
Behind them are a group of sword cultivators in white clothes.
Walking with a sword is like locusts passing by.
"White-clad Prime Minister of Longhu Mountain!" Qingling City God suddenly exclaimed.
As soon as these words were spoken, even the dragon clan behind him was shocked.
Facing the 90,000 Donghai Tribe and the thousands of Daling Town Demon Division monks, the Longhu Mountain monk was not afraid at all and came straight towards Jiang Xiaobai.
Not long after, at a distance of about thirty feet, hundreds of ministers in white clothes stopped wielding swords, hovered in the air, and then dispersed on their own, standing between heaven and earth.
The leading sword cultivator came with a sword.
But he is a middle-aged man with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. His cultivation is unfathomable, and he has a sense of oppression without anger or authority.
Jiang Xiaobai didn't know this person.
But the Qingling City God next to him was a little shocked.
"Is it him?" Qingling City God suppressed the shock in his heart and said.
"Who?" Jiang Xiaobai turned around in confusion.
"Chen Chuan!" Qingling City God said.
Chen Chuan?
This name is not unfamiliar.
It is said that he is Taoist Master Chen Chuan who was reincarnated by Lu Zu, the man who turned the tide and broke through to stop Su Xiaohong, Zhao Xiaohu and others from bloodbathing the sect on the mountain.
That ruthless man who killed all the monsters back and forth in Wanyao Mountain with one person and one sword.
This person is different from Jiang Xiaobai who went up to the Hundred Thousand Mountains in the Miao Territory. This person is a sturdy being who actually overthrew the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains with his cultivation.
The middle-aged man's sword hovered in front of the fairy boat, and then he stepped on the fairy boat inexplicably. Then, the sword at his feet was carried on his back, extremely free and elegant.
"Chen Chuan of Longhu Mountain, along with a hundred ministers in white, are here to help Junior Brother Xiaobai eliminate the demon." Chen Chuan stepped forward and saluted Jiang Xiaobai.
Facing this big boss who might be the reincarnation of Lu Xuanliang, the true ancestor of Taoism who entered Taoism eight hundred years ago, Jiang Xiaobai didn't dare to give in, so he immediately stepped forward respectfully and said: "I don't dare, thank you, Senior Brother Chen, for your help! "
Talk about seniority!
Wen Sheng's disciple was indeed the same generation as Chen Chuan in this life, so there was nothing wrong with Jiang Xiaobai calling him senior.
Chen Chuan suddenly turned his head and looked at the Donghai Tribe behind him.
Just a look made these monsters tremble.
"I never thought that my junior brother would have such courage and command one hundred thousand dragons from all over the world. This is a blessing to the common people!"
This doesn't sound like a compliment, but like Chen Chuan, that's what he really thinks.
Suddenly, a woman traveled thousands of miles with a sword.
The sword energy broke through the sea of clouds.
A woman in gray clothes came with a group of Taoist priests.
"Zhenwu Mountain is so stingy that they sent a junior named Mei Yixue. However, that old guy from Songyang went to Qingning World, which is understandable." Chen Chuan said with a smile.
The woman in gray clothes hovered above the fairy boat with her sword.
He said respectfully to Jiang Xiaobai: "Zhenwu Mountain Mei Yixue, I have been ordered to come to help Master Jiang slay the demon!"
Jiang Xiaobai was about to return the gift.
Suddenly, I felt that from the end of the sky, qi machines were surging in.
He looked up.
I saw that there were all human figures in the sky.
Jiang Xiaobai simply unfolded the mountains and rivers of his artistic conception, and at the same time opened his Dharma eyes and looked carefully.
Just this look made him almost stop breathing.
A woman carried an old friend from Beixiang, a half-immortal soldier, on her back. She led everyone wearing green clothes and came on the clouds with swords in their backs.
This woman is none other than Qingyun Jianzong Ning Caimulberry, and she is also his sister-in-law, the wife of Sword Chi Asi.
There is a female swordsman dressed in red, she is the Immortal Town Su Xiaohong.
However, behind Su Xiaohong, there are several familiar faces.
Mu Yao, Hou Shaozong, Zhao Xiaohu, who was born with a Buddhist body, and a man he had never seen before, carrying a wine gourd and looking a little drunk, must be the ferryman Xiao Changhe.
If you look closely, you will see Fairy Chixia in Taoist robes.
Jiang Xiaobai's pupils suddenly shrank, and he actually saw the nephew who was already unparalleled in the world for his middle-level paintings, the scholar Bailu who had repaired the sword energy of the whole world.
