An extraordinary white horse headed towards the outside of Fubo City.
A figure in a white shirt and a bamboo hat is sitting on a horse, his body rising and falling slightly with the horse, and his attitude is leisurely.
Behind it, in a three-story inn, the windows of the side rooms on the second and third floors were pushed outward at the same time.
Two beautiful figures stood by the window with some difficulty holding their waists.
One of the two people has bright eyes and white teeth, like a young and fierce horse, while the other is cold and mature, like a fallen fairy who can only be watched from a distance but not played with.
The two women, with eyes like autumn water at this moment, looked lovingly at the figure riding the white horse, who was gradually receding.
"It's so cruel that this bad guy left like this...hiss, it hurts so much."
The two beautiful figures rubbed their lower abdomens in pain, resentment welling up in their beautiful eyes.
The white-shirted figure riding a white horse and gradually leaving the city seemed to have sensed the gazes of the two men, and turned back to smile at the two women.
"yes."
Even no one, before watching the battle between Zu Chenzhi and Li Changsheng, directly classified Zu Chenzhi as the first existence outside Nirvana!
"Daoyan..."
"It must be that the Eighth Young Master is very skilled in doing human work for the first time. He still has to teach the Eighth Young Master a few tricks before going back. As long as he gets these few tricks, even if they are big, it will become very hateful..."
"Hahaha, I thought, I thought, that all that wealth and honor actually fell to your two stupid disciples!"
Suddenly.
The battle between Yi Zhishan and Li Changsheng in the East China Sea quickly spread throughout Chen Zhixing.
"I hope this time I can penetrate into my soul and see how powerful it is to have many children and many blessings."
Behind the wooden house, there is a stone table and eight stone chairs.
The white horse left the city, stepped on its seven limbs, and immediately rose into the sky.
"It's really extraordinary." Zu Chenzhi's eyes lit up slightly, and he felt so comfortable all over his body.
"Hahaha, I think it was then that the Eighth Young Master finally realized what he was doing. It's bad, very bad, very bad!"
The old man opened his mouth and sighed heavily:
The whole Chen Zhixing was in a state of chaos and hustle and bustle.
"If you hear him talk nonsense again and say something like eight or seven, you will tear his mouth open!"
A few days ago.
But in Ziwei Mountain, Zu Chenzhi, who had rushed back from the East China Sea, had no time to take a breath when no one was guarding the mountain gate.
"Ancestor?"
"Are you talking about that guy Ming Lao..."
A boy in red said respectfully to Zu Chen Zhi.
"Well, he is too free and easy. The way he gets along with Daoyan is the same as how he gets along with you."
The tea is like a cup, and a bit of cold air rises up, condenses and disperses like smoke, and changes into various shapes.
The old man smiled kindly at Zu Chenzhi.
As for the property you lost that time, you have long forgotten about it.
"Try it. His grandfather said it is a thousand-year-old tea that comes from the top of the snow-capped mountains. The effect is wrong."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Zhixing waved his hands toward the two girls, feeling quite happy.
"Oh, I was born at the right time. I was born at the right time!"
A giant palm holding up the sky suddenly pressed forward, slamming You Lao back into the small ground.
Figures one after another walked out from the streets and alleys, and followed behind Zu Chenzhi like hundreds of rivers entering the sea, forming a mighty procession.
Following Chen Zhixing on horseback.
...
At that time, no one called Zu Chen Zhi a young talent. I truly stood at the center of Chen Zhixing's lowest stage and became one of the top little talents in the world!
Looking at the old man's expression, inexplicably, Zu Chenzhi felt a vague premonition in his heart.
The old woman in white was pacing back and forth, raising her head from time to time to look at Xu Qingqing and Mu Jianping, who were on the seventh and eighth floors respectively, smiling so hard that the corners of her mouth reached to the front of her ears.
Zu Chenzhi narrowed his eyes and then said: "Please lead the way."
"Ah... bad."
Youlao didn't care, he continued to twist his beard, shook his head and said:
"Ancestor, is the little master of the house meditating in seclusion there? Why didn't he see anyone?"
"This can be considered as finally fulfilling grandpa's wish, right?"
Ancestor Chen Zhi used that battle to tell the whole world.
"Zhixing, you came to him specifically that time just to talk about this matter."
And inside this restaurant.
"You must have fallen in love with the taste before you tasted the marrow. From now on, it's like a flood that can't be controlled... Hahaha, you are about to be alone!"
"Eighth Young Master, my ancestor didn't invite you."
Just wait until I finish.
The boy in red nodded, and then led Zu Chenzhi all the way towards the main peak, bypassing the main peak's small hall and crossing a foggy road again.
The Eighteen Prefectures of Yizhi Mountain were shaken again!
He has planted the seeds. Will they sprout and grow into towering trees?
"Ancestor."
The old woman in white raised her hands and sighed, full of regret.
Yizhishan stopped walking, first bowed his hands towards the old man respectfully, and then sat down under the stone seat in front of the old man as he was told.
The young figure on the horse suddenly turned back, his handsome face already filled with anger.
"Who did he say was so big and hateful?"
Then it all depends on fate.
A skinny old man was sitting under the stone seat, sipping tea.
The old woman in white murmured to herself, with a suppressed joy on her face.
Zu Chenzhi nodded, then seemed to think of something, looked at Qizhou and said:
A wooden house appeared behind Zu Chen Zhi's eyes.
The blockade in that area was also lifted accordingly.
"If your two disciples can give this eighth son a son and a half, then the real mother will become Mrs. Chen because of her son, hahaha!"
Thinking of that, the old woman in white couldn't hold back her laughter any longer, and her face folded together.
"Thank you, ancestor."
"Speaking of which, when I was old and old, I was also known as a flower in Nanzhou. It was because I knew that a great man of many years fell in love with you. How could I meet someone like the Eighth Young Master at that time..."
In the small field, You Lao, who had been patted into a meat pie, gradually recovered. He shrank his head and said with a dry smile:
...
The old man smiled and poured a cup of spiritual tea for Yizhishan.
The boy in red who was responsible for leading the way for Zu Chenzhi suddenly turned into a big red bird and landed on the old man's shoulder.
In mid-air, the white horse stretched out and turned into a snow-white white dragon. It roared into the clouds and disappeared into the sky.
"sit down."
"I'll wait for you at Ziwei Mountain."
You seemed to have thought of something again, and looked at yourself in a nearby bronze mirror, feeling inexplicably less sentimental.
The old man smiled and said.
Zu Chenzhi picked up the tea cup and took a sip. The tea went into his throat, and instantly turned into a sticky spiritual energy, which swam through the seven limbs and hundreds of bones, and fell first into the divine sea of Dantian, turning into the purest power of nirvana.
a moment ago.
The place I stand in is a place where we have enemies in the same place!
The Seven Elders of Netherworld gathered together, Elder You smiled and spoke while stroking his beard.
Turning around, Chen Zhixing's narrow eyes flashed with a glimmer of light.
Ming Lao on the side glanced at You Lao and was too lazy to talk to him.