Dao Qiongcang emerged from a pool of blood like a hibiscus. After combing away the mucus on his body, he greedily took a breath of the air of the Holy God Continent that he had not seen for a long time, with a look of intoxication on his face.

"Ah~"

“Delicious smell~”

With a backhand, he condensed the worn-out Tianji puppet behind him, crushed it into a ball of blood wrapped in cloth, and threw it forward.

"Kid, stay!"

Xiao Wanfeng's liver was almost split with fear.

He swore that he was not a timid person.

But when the evil god threw the flesh ball and blood bag behind him, he still staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"Let me go!"

Xiao Wanfeng wants to cry, he really has no luck.

At the same time, I shouted in my heart: "Xuan Cang, save me!"

boom!

The "meat bun" hit Xiao Wanfeng's buttocks, and the touch was actually not fleshy.

Xiao Wanfeng, however, covered his buttocks and jumped up as if he had been bitten by a leopard chasing him.

"Don't mess around!"

My chest feels a little tight and my neck feels a little tight.

Xiao Wanfeng, who was jumping high, failed to jump out of the alley and blended into the crowded street.

Before his feet even touched the ground, he was lifted up in the air.

Watching the sun shining in front of you within reach, but you can only be in the gloom of the alley.

This huge sense of loss, only half a step away from success, strongly attacked Xiao Wanfeng's soul.

"senior……"

He slumped his shoulders and turned his head tremblingly.

Surprisingly, the "evil god" behind him actually gave people a sense of intimacy after combing away the mucus.

He is not cruel, on the contrary, he has bright eyes, clean skin, and looks very noble.

"I seem to have seen him somewhere..."

Xiao Wanfeng was stunned for a moment, and then quickly recalled that Mr. Xu's spiritual crystal card had this person's simple portrait printed on it!

Taoist Palace Master!

"This 'Master of the Taoist Palace', you and I had no grudges in the past and have no grudges in recent times. Why do you want to catch me, a mortal, and not let go?" Xiao Wanfeng sighed deeply.

Nothing is good about this place in the Southern Territory. The worst thing is that everyone likes to pretend to be someone else.

But the Taoist Palace Master is already a thing of the past, his sister is no longer popular, and now it is the "Emperor of the Common People" who is popular.

Loving the Palace Master is the new trend in the Southern Territory!

…

Southern Territory is awesome!

Dao Qiongcang loves this place so much.

Everything in the Southern Territory is good, but the best thing is this: if he shows his true face here, no one will regard him as Dao Qiongang.

This is something that cannot be done in the other four regions. The Southern Region has its own magic.

But now, looking at this unexpected "surprise" after returning to the mainland for the first time, Dao Qiongcang first entered into thinking.

In the past, he would have only taken one more look at this young man and then asked Xuan Cang why he left home and never returned.

No matter what he did in the end, it was impossible for Xuan Cang to return home to the Holy Temple, and he had to be abducted to the Tianji Divine Sect.

It's different now.

The situation is completely different.

With Xu Xiaoshou and Cao Erzhu in front of them, Daoqiong carefully observed the young man from top to bottom.

"She looks quite handsome, but her clothes are a little thin and she is a little thin..."

"The bone age is sixteen, there is no spiritual essence, and Xuan Cang respects him..."

Looking back, the crowd was bustling, no one paid attention to this place, only the first viewing platform was still busy.

understood.

Dao Qiongcang put down the young man, smoothed his clothes, patted him, leaned forward slightly, and said with a gentle smile:

"May I have your name?"

"Zhou Yong."

"Are you an ancient sword cultivator?"

"mortal."

"I also have a mortal certificate." Dao Qiongcang casually took out an identical red leather-covered certificate, "Do you think I look like a mortal?"

I think you look like a criminal... Xiao Wanfeng shook his head silently.

"May I have your name?"

"Xiao Wanfeng."

"You are an ancient sword cultivator."

"yes."

"You can't lie in the future. Children can't learn these things." Dao Qiongcang found a folded piece of paper from somewhere, put it into Xiao Wanfeng's hand, and waved behind him.

Xiao Wanfeng held the paper in his hands, hesitated for a moment, and handed over the sword box obediently.

A bit scary...

It doesn't mean what abilities or magical skills this person used.

Instead, he did nothing and repeated two sentences. The invisible sense of oppression made people dare not speak out.

Xiao Wanfeng even felt that this person might be the master of Zhen Dao Palace!

"Click."

When the wooden box was opened, there was indeed no sword inside.

There are no tricks, such as pressing a button to hide the sword, and having a formation to avoid the spiritual prying eyes of the spiritual master.

This is what Dao Qiongcang does so that it won't be deceived by a child.

"Look, you look too."

"Don't be nervous, I'm a good person."

He stretched out his hand to signal Xiao Wanfeng to open the paper and take a look.

Dao Qiongcang checked the sword box six more times. After stamping it, he did not return it. Instead, he received it in his space ring - what he could see, others could also see. Since this sword box had been installed

Xuan Cang cannot be born again.

He took out a brand new wooden box with his backhand, which was exactly the same, even scratched, and stood next to Xiao Wanfeng.

"What means..."

Xiao Wanfeng's eyes were filled with horror.

He has never seen such a person.

It's not like this person carries a large number of similar sword cases with him, and there happens to be an exact one among them, right?

Since it's impossible, then he took a second look and created an identical one with his backhand...

This is even weirder!

Who is a serious person with so much ordinary wood on his body?

Half of the paper was turned over, and his mind was not on this. Xiao Wanfeng couldn't help but say:

"Are you a carpenter?"

"Isn't it normal for a Tianji warlock to know some crafts?" Dao Qiongcang smiled, "You deliberately ask this, but it doesn't make me think you are a fool."

Xiao Wanfeng opened his mouth but was speechless.

He does have some experience in martial arts, and he also has "deliberate" thoughts, because people always take it lightly when dealing with fools.

It's a pity that the person in front of me didn't fall into the trap...

"Of course, I don't think this is a sign of your scheming." Dao Qiongcang snorted, "You should be a flexible and informal ancient sword cultivator who can live a long time and rarely encounter obstacles.

, completely different from the real rotten wood I have seen.”
To be continued...