surnamed Wang

Chapter 551
After Chixia'er left, Wang Gingquan looked at a group of sweaty rough men in front of him, finally sighed, turned and left.

Going down the mountain road from when he came, and passing through the cloud again, Wang Gangquan came to the place where he met the baby-faced woman. go down.

On the mountainside, the former foundation-building boy was standing in the river with his butt pouted and groping for fish. Wang Gingquan quietly came behind him, thinking about kicking him into the river, but the boy turned around abruptly, with an unkind expression on his face:
"Beggar, what are you going to do?"

"Hey you kid, looking for a draw, right?"

Wang Gangquan raised his hand and made a gesture to hit him, but suddenly his feet slipped inexplicably, and he sat down on his butt.

Wang Gingquan got up and rubbed his buttocks, looked around, it was nothing, then looked at the boy opposite, with an innocent expression on his face, with the other party's cultivation in the foundation stage, it is impossible to knock him down without a trace, it must be illusion.

Thinking this way, Wang Gangquan stepped forward to teach this ignorant boy a lesson, but he stumbled again after taking two steps, and this time he fell face forward.

With a "plop", Wang Gingquan fell directly into the river, and the water splashed Lao Gao. This time he almost jumped up, yelling:
"Damn it, there are dirty things here." As he said that, he randomly grabbed the stones in the river and threw them away.

The boy on the side looked at him with a smile on his face. At this moment, a stone flew towards his head, and the boy tilted his head slightly to avoid it.

"It's really you."

Wang Gangquan suddenly stopped what he was doing and looked straight at the boy, who simply stopped pretending and clapped his hands and said:
"Don't play anymore, it's boring."

After all, he was about to leave with a fish he had just caught, when Wang Gangquan flashed in front of him in an instant, and said with an unfriendly expression:
"Stinky boy, you want to leave when you've had enough fun, you asked me... huh?"

Just as Wang Gingquan spoke halfway, his body was suspended in the air again. It was useless for him to toss about this time, and he was directly thrown into the river heavily.

"Wash the stink off your body well."

The boy's voice gradually faded away, and when Wang Gingquan raised his head, there was no trace of the other party. He was powerless to lower his head, and his whole body was submerged in the knee-deep stream.

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At night, Wang Gangquan found an uninhabited hut, lay on the bed and stared blankly at the starry sky.

The experience of more than half a month made him feel once again the powerlessness of being inferior to human beings. Cultivators compete with the sky and people for their lives. If they are careless, they will be doomed. Survive the field test.

Wang Bingquan sighed heavily, at this time there was a knock on the door, accompanied by a cautious question:
"Zhao Daoyou, are you asleep?"

Wang Gangquan was shocked when he heard the words, and suddenly remembered the words of the Litang man during the day, he got up bravely and opened the door, forced a smile and said:
"Master Zhan, what is your business?"

The leader of Litang on the opposite side didn't understand why the other party looked guilty every time he saw him, so he took out a book and a small pickaxe and said:
"Too many things today, I couldn't take care of Fellow Daoist Zhao, so don't blame me. Tomorrow, we will have a competition between Litang and Yacishan. After the competition is over, we will clean up the dust for fellow Daoist."

Hearing this, Wang Gangquan relaxed his nervous mood slightly, took the things and said:
"Master Zhan, you are being polite. I have heard that the Lingyun Sect and the Ya Clan Sect are inextricably linked. I wonder what is the comparison between you?"

The strong man smiled wryly, shook his head and said:
"Brother Zhao doesn't know that we are not as close as we appear on the surface, although we will discuss each other and even exchange disciples every year, there is still a rivalry inside.

The two sides on Sanxian Island have been fighting openly and secretly for thousands of years. If they had to check and balance the foreign monks from Jutujie, they would have been torn apart long ago. "

Wang Gangquan understood what he said, and without further questioning, he picked up the two items in his hand and said:
"Fellow Daoist, what are these for?"

"That book is my school's cultivation method, which is suitable for cultivation at the golden core stage and above, and it can't be considered advanced. Fortunately, there are one or two life-saving supernatural powers.

Of course, this book can only be regarded as the icing on the cake compared to the foreign exercises that Fellow Daoist Zhao has practiced. If fellow Daoists make contributions to the sect in the future, they will receive additional rewards.

As for the pickaxe, it was used to open up the cave.Yanjun Peak is different from the other two peaks in that the stone is extremely hard. It may not be possible to penetrate three inches with an ordinary magic weapon for a long time. Now that you have the magic weapon, let's give it to a fellow Taoist. "

Hearing this, Wang Gangquan quickly cupped his hands and thanked him. It seems that he really has the heart of a villain and the heart of a gentleman. The other party continued:
"If Fellow Daoist Zhao doesn't like living in a cave, you can find a secluded place under the clouds and build a courtyard. As long as you explain your needs, our Litang and Midang will build it for you.

Presumably fellow daoists have also seen the Zizhu Pavilion, the elixir garden, and the red house along the way here. These courtyards were all built by us. If necessary, just ask.

It is not that there are no houses above the clouds, but those are only those above the Nascent Soul. If there is any negligence, look at Haihan. "

The man in front of him looks like a big and three rough, but in fact he is very polite. Wang Gangquan's impression of him has changed a lot, and he can't help feeling happy, and clasped his fists and said:

"I'm Zhao Zhiyi, don't you know Brother Zhan's name?"

"Zhan Yu." The man also clasped his fists in return.

After finishing speaking, Zhan Yu showed a slight embarrassment, hesitant to speak, Wang Bingquan smiled and said:

"We're all on our own, if you have something to say, Brother Zhan, just say it."

Just now he was still worried that the other party would "lock the man by force", but now he has become his own. Both of them are people with a clear mind. Fortunately, Zhan Jie is generous and doesn't care about it. He said bluntly:
"To tell you the truth, brother Zhao, my strength is to cultivate my body, and I am taking the lowly way that cultivators despise. We are stupid in aptitude, so we are naturally as powerful and majestic as brothers who cannot practice martial arts. They are not welcomed by fairies, so many people come to Yanjun Peak every year, but not many choose Litang.

Zhan knows that Brother Zhao’s plan is lofty, but no one can say which way is right as a monk along the way..."

When Zhan Yu said this, his expression froze, as if he remembered something, but it only lasted for a moment before continuing:
"I hope Brother Zhao will give more consideration to our Litang."

Wang Gangquan smiled when he heard the words, the co-author was here to attract people, he really didn't want to take the road of body training, but the man in front of him was so sincere, he couldn't refuse directly, so he said:
"Brother Zhan, don't worry, Zhao will think about it carefully."

Zhan Yu nodded, bid farewell and left. After walking a few steps, he turned around and said:

"By the way, the Zongmen will distribute [-] high-grade spirit stones to Jindan period disciples every month. Brother Zhao, don't forget to pick them up later."

"Brother Lao Zhan."

Wang Gingquan watched Zhan Yu leave, and his originally slightly smiling expression gradually returned to calm. He thought of Hong Qingyan, he only got [-] a month, and that bastard would ask for [-].

What puzzled him the most was that the grandson told himself this good place without confiscating any of it in the end.

Wang Gingquan lay on the bed tossing and turning for a long time, but he couldn't figure out why. He was really tired for more than half a month, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

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(End of this chapter)