The storyteller spat: "On the third day of March, in the battle between the masters of Baiyun Mountain, the White Tiger Star Lord showed his might and defeated the six major sect leaders in a row, and was known as the top master of the side sect!"
"Just after that...Emperor Yuanwu was suddenly killed by a tiger demon in the midst of an army of 100,000 people. Some people said that the tiger demon was the white tiger star king...At that time, the tiger demon's body suddenly
It is more than ten feet tall and has a mouth as big as a city gate, capable of swallowing hundreds of living people..."
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"Be bold!"
A scholar who was listening suddenly stood up: "The imperial court has announced to the world that the late emperor died of illness... How dare you arrange it in such a random way? Aren't you afraid that I will report it to the officials and arrest you?"
The storyteller turned pale for a moment, and defended himself repeatedly, saying that the novelist's words should not be believed at all. After a few words of advice from others around him, the scholar left with a curse.
The storyteller wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and did not dare to continue talking about that. He instead said: "Well... we talked about the White Tiger Star Lord earlier, who killed everyone in Baiyun Mountain and became famous all over the world. As you can tell, he and
We, Yaofeng County, also have such a connection..."
"Oh? Tell me quickly!"
This aroused the interest of a group of listeners, and they immediately rewarded him with a lot of copper coins.
In the corner, Fang Xian stood up silently, tossed a piece of broken silver and walked out.
"Things are different and people are different..."
After walking around for a few times, I couldn't help but sigh to myself.
In Yaofeng County, the Zhang family and the Liu family have been destroyed. After all, Xiantian died in the martial arts competition, their strength was greatly reduced, and they encountered great changes in the Yuanwu Kingdom.
However, the five-shaped gate is still preserved.
'After all... the fault tolerance rate and endurance of the family are smaller than that of the sect, because the sect can choose outstanding disciples to ensure that the inheritance continues from generation to generation, but the family cannot do it. The son's qualifications are not high, and he is a son after all, so how can he not train him?'
At this time, Fang Xian had already used the secret method of Zhaixinglou, changed his appearance and shrunk his bones, and became a completely different person.
Having broken off from the two major channels, he might die suddenly like Kuangren Chu in the future.
Before the war, you have to settle the cause and effect of this physical body so that you can have peace of mind.
Women have undergone major changes, and men are actually about the same.
He left home when he was a teenager, and now several years have passed, even his parents may not be able to recognize his true appearance.
Besides, his disguise has not been drastically changed, it has just been modified while retaining the original facial frame, and some traces of the past can still be vaguely seen.
Fang Xian returned to the county town, rented an ox cart, bought a large number of things, and then drove slowly towards Daqing Mountain.
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At the foot of Daqing Mountain, there is a small mountain village.
Several years have passed, and there are still not many changes here. Everything seems like yesterday.
The biggest conversation and fun story of the day was when Fang Xian, a "new face", drove an oxcart back. He immediately attracted a lot of attention, and children followed him from a distance.
He came to the door of his former home and saw an old man chopping firewood in the fence garden. He seemed a little older than before. He couldn't help feeling a little sad and opened the door.
"who?"
Wang Laogen wiped the sweat from his face and looked at the strong young man who came in, feeling a little strange.
"It's me, Wang Xiaoer!"
Fang Xiandao.
"Are you... the waiter?"
Wang Laogen looked up and down, and found a bit of the previous shadow from Fang Xian's changed face, and the corners of his eyes suddenly turned red.
After searching casually, he pulled out a piece of firewood and said, "You brat, how come you've been gone for so many years? There's been no news. Your mother and I thought you died outside."
"You dare to hit my son?"
Inside the house, a person walked out. It was Wang Laogen's wife 'Yunhua'. She looked at Fang Xian and burst into tears: "My son..."
"Don't cry, don't cry. It's a good thing that I came back... and I brought a lot of good things."
Fang Xian took the two people outside and showed an ox cart full of things: "Where are the eldest brother and the little sister?"
"Your eldest brother is in the fields, and my younger sister is getting married, so she will marry in this village... I'll call you all today and have a good dinner tonight." Wang Laogen touched this and looked at that, and said with a smile.
"It turns out to be Wang Xiaoer... I just said that this kid looks familiar."
"I remember this boy was a good hunter when he was young."
"It is said that he went out to make a living, and he seems to be doing well. Look at the fabric, tsk tsk..."
The people in the surrounding villages are envious of him.
In their view, this is a good young man from the village who went out to work, made a career, and came back. This is a good thing and represents a hope.
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night.
Under the oil lamp, there is a table full of dishes.
Dried salted fish, oily big pig's trotters, old hen soup... made Wang Da's son and daughter salivate.
However, the originally greedy little girl had become an adult and became more cautious, so she asked Fang Xian about her experience outside.
Fang Xianzi took a sip of wine and refilled it for Wang Laogen and Wang Da: "After I left home, I went to the north. First I learned a few tricks in an escort agency, and then I became a foot trader...
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"Then when you come back this time, why don't you leave? You haven't married yet."
Mother Yun Huaxu said naggingly, she was thinking about this.
'I can't believe that after two lifetimes, I still can't escape this...'
Fang Xian's face darkened: "I haven't found the one I like yet. I'll be leaving in a few days... It's hard to do business nowadays."
Without waiting for them to speak, he took out two envelopes of silver from his arms, totaling ten and a half taels of ingots, which shone brightly under the oil lamp.
It's not that you can't take out more, but that if you take it out if you're not there, you'll get into trouble.
"Here is fifty taels... I went to the village chief before and bought some land in this village and the neighboring village, and collected fifty acres... I mean, the elder brother takes ten taels of silver and ten acres of land, and the younger sister
Take five taels and five acres of land, what do you think?"
With fifty acres of land, you can be considered a small landowner in the countryside and you can live a pretty good life.
When you go to the city, there are all kinds of complicated forces, and it's not as good as the countryside where you can avoid disasters.
After all, if Fang Xian knew the basics, it wouldn't be a big problem if he tried to scare the local snake like the village chief.
"It's too much..."
The younger sister Wang Shanhua looked at her second brother with tears in her eyes.
The married daughter threw away the water. She never imagined that she still had so much land and money to take.
"Take it."
Fang Xian sighed.
If he can reveal his identity, then thousands of acres of fertile land and rich families won't be a problem.
It's just that there are too many enemies now, so if you don't want to wipe out all the people, you still have to keep a low profile.
He even asked himself that even if he became invincible in the world, he could not make this relationship public.
Otherwise, of course everything will be fine until he dies.
It's hard to say what will happen if you die without the support of your capable disciples.
In this world, even a great master can only live two hundred years. This is a number of days!