Lin Xian'er had already left, but the Xia family head and the sword shopkeeper were still a little excited, looking at Shen Lang eagerly as if they were looking at rare treasures.
Descendants of fairies...
Shen Lang may not be able to understand what these words mean, but these two old men understand that the descendants of fairies first mean that they can learn magic and magic.
Secondly, Shen Lang's current cultivation progress has been incredible, and he is expected to reach the Kongming Realm in ten years. If he learns the Immortal Technique, he will be able to reach the Dongxu Realm in a hundred years!
Looking at the entire continent, there are very few strong people in the Dongxu Realm. It is not difficult for such a person to become the future leader of the Qingyun Sect. Shen Lang is also the inheritor of the immortal arts...
This means that this unattractive kid standing in front of them might be the heir to the position of sect leader in the future. In the secular world, he would be like a prince...
"Why are you two staring at me?" Shen Lang felt a little embarrassed by being stared at.
"Ahem! It's nothing!" said the sword shopkeeper.
"By the way, didn't you say you wanted to give me a Taoist puppet?" Shen Lang was still thinking about this matter.
"Can you be promising? You are... cough..." Shopkeeper Jian hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not remind Shen Lang how awesome his identity would be in the future. After all, it was still decades later and he didn't even have a single horoscope.
Besides, reminding him of this in advance will easily confuse his mind.
"Ahem...Old Man Xia said that he would marry you two beautiful daughters, but you are still thinking about my puppet. Can you be of some use?" Shopkeeper Jian said in a different tone.
"Uh..." Shen Lang was stunned for a moment.
"I'm going to have a drink." Shopkeeper Jian took advantage of Shen Lang's daze and ran away without a trace.
"Running so fast!" Shen Lang had no choice but to look at the head of the Xia family.
"Don't look at me, I said this." The Xia family leader said: "But what I said doesn't count. Those two girls have their own ideas. The second girl has been strong since she was a child, so she may not agree to such a thing.
Although Qian Ye has kept a low profile in the past, she has a noble heart and may not be willing to do so. If you have the ability to make them all nod and be willing to commit themselves to you, then I have nothing to say."
After saying this, Master Xia turned around and ran away. The speed of his escape was actually much faster than that of the Sword Shopkeeper!
"Damn it! Why are you two old guys drawing big cakes to tease me?" Shen Lang stood alone, his forehead covered with black lines.
Then he took steps, and instead of going to the Xia family's compound, he walked towards the small wooden house where Wuweiju lived.
Of course, the reason why he wanted to see Wuweiju first was not because Wuweiju was more important than Xia Xiaoniu, but simply because Wuweiju was closer to here and the time spent on the road was shorter.
...
The small wooden house was still as crude as when Shen Lang left. Along the way, monks who were a little familiar with Shen Lang suddenly shouted in surprise...
"Shen...Shen Lang? Isn't there news that he died in Black Wind Village? Why is he back?"
"Not only is he back! I also heard that he just beat up Zhao Tianling and seriously injured Zhao Tianba in the Qingyun Trial Qualifiers. He was so strong in the Qi Refining Realm, and his strength is simply unbelievable.
!”
There were people talking outside the house, but the people inside seemed extremely dull. Liu An sat silently at the table, drinking three glasses of bitter wine in a row without saying a word.
Even Chen Pipi, who had always been extremely dishonest and talked a lot of nonsense, seemed unusually quiet and dull at this moment.
I still remember that a few days ago, there were three people drinking in this cabin. At that time, Shen Lang said that he was going to perform a mission, and the three of them drank a farewell drink together.
Unexpectedly, such an inconspicuous and unceremonious farewell turned out to be the last time the three of them reunited for a drink, and it was also the last farewell.
Without one person, the wine will naturally become more bitter the more you drink it.
"Stop drinking, I have to go back to Evergreen Peak to continue practicing..." Chen Pipi stood up from the chair. However, he had just stood up and Shen Lang suddenly heard someone talking about Shen Lang outside the door.
name.
Chen Pipi's face turned livid with anger, and the fat on his face trembled, "These bastards! They know that something happened to my brother, but they don't have any moral integrity!"
He didn't hear clearly what those people were talking about, but no matter what others were talking about, it was undoubtedly a great disrespect to his brother, so he rushed outside the house without thinking and picked up a monk with ease.
Got up.
"Chen...Senior Brother Chen..." The young monk looked at Chen Pipi's fierce expression and said tremblingly: "I don't seem to have offended..."
"Shen Lang is my brother. You are not allowed to talk about him behind his back in the future! Do you hear that?" Chen Pipi said in a cold voice.
"Yes...yes..." The little monk nodded hurriedly, and then he felt that something was wrong, and said aggrievedly: "But this time I didn't talk about him behind his back."
"Still saying no? I heard it all!" Chen Pipi raised his fist, thinking that this little monk really deserves a beating.
"I really didn't discuss it behind my back!" The little monk became anxious, pointing behind Chen Pipi and saying: "Because he is right here! Even if I discussed him, it was in front of others! How could it be considered behind his back?
?Besides, I didn’t say anything bad about him!”
"Huh?" Chen Pipi was stunned for a moment, "He is here?"
"Right behind you." said the young monk.
"Don't do this. Don't think I don't know. As soon as I turn around, you will escape." Chen Pipi didn't believe it at all.
"Pippi." But at this moment, a familiar voice came over.
"Really behind your back?" Chen Pipi turned around in confusion, and saw a figure of a slut striding towards him amidst the low-pitched discussions of the young monks and their awe-inspiring gazes.
!
If that guy wasn't Shen Lang, who could he be?
"Damn! It's really him!" Chen Pipi's eyes widened, he threw aside the young monk next to him, and rushed to Shen Lang with rapid strides.
Shen Lang had a smile on his face. He originally thought that Chen Pipi was going to give him a big hug, but to his surprise, the guy actually circled around him three times and then asked cautiously: "Are you... a liar?"
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"What the hell are you trying to do?" Shen Lang said angrily.
"So, you're really not dead?" Chen Pipi asked again.
"I won't die even if you die." Shen Lang said.
"Sure enough, good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years!" Chen Pipi sighed.
"Do you welcome a brother like this? I thought you were going to take care of me!" There were black lines all over Shen Lang's forehead, and he was really speechless. He thought to himself, for Mao himself, after the separation of life and death, the so-called reunion of brothers
Situations are always a little different from others?
"Let's go, trouble. We have wine in the house. We originally planned to drink it for two people, but I, Chen Pipi, am more generous and don't mind sharing your share." Chen Pipi had a look of disgust on his face, as if he let Shen Lang drink his wine.
, as if he had suffered a big loss.
only...
When he turned around and walked into the cabin again, his face finally showed a bright smile that he had never seen in the past two days...