Nobita, quickly use your invincible treasure bag to think of a solution!

But faced with those who had cars and sedan chairs and a little money, these disciples of the righteous sects rushed up like vultures smelling rotten meat, and tried their best to promote their own sects. At the same time, they also promoted the entry-level strategies of their own sects. The price of a strategy book was between twenty cents and five taels of silver.

Ever since Nobita and Niu Xuanfeng came down the mountain, there has been an endless stream of people running to their ox cart to sell their products. Some even tried to force their customers to buy by offering guides, but many of them were chased away by Niu Xuanfeng.

Seeing that Bull Tornado picked up two disciples from the Iron Fist Sect and the Steel Ingot Sect and threw them into the ditch on the side of the road, Nobita was really annoyed with these fly-like righteous people.

"Lao Niu? When I left, were there so many sects in the world? Look at these past two days, there are the Copper Hammer Sect, the Tiger Fist Sect, the Xingyi Fist Sect, the Apple Pie Sect, the Blueberry Pie Sect... There are so many sects in the world?"

Nobita felt something was wrong. Those who came to block his way in the past two days included a sect with only two or three wild foxes in total, a small sect with a dozen people, a medium-sized sect with forty or fifty people, and a large sect with hundreds of disciples. Among these sects, a large number of them were names that Nobita had never heard of.

Niu Xuanfeng raised his palm-leaf-fan-like hand, rubbed his horns, and asked in confusion: "Young Master, I have been in our Holy Church for a long time, and I don't know much about the affairs of the martial arts world. You know, since the leader left, our Holy Church has been leaderless and has no one to manage it for a long time. I know very little about the affairs of the martial arts world. Everyone is busy fighting for power and profit. But I have heard a rumor."

"What's that rumor? Tell me about it."

Nobita knew very well that the rumors were not groundless and must have a basis, especially when placed in the context of the martial arts and fantasy world, big things would often happen.

Lao Niu thought for a moment and said, "It was two years ago when I was drinking with my brothers and heard a new brother say that the village chief, a centenarian who was bedridden and mute and had never practiced martial arts, suddenly jumped up from his bed one day and said that his ancestors had appeared and passed on magical skills to him, and that he wanted to take the whole village to ascend to heaven and become immortals."

"What's going on in the crowd? A guy over a hundred years old can jump out of the bed with vigor and vitality? Is it really that outrageous?"

Nobita didn't quite believe this. Although he was hammered by Nuwa when he traveled through time, and found the fragments of Pangu's axe, and saw the so-called spirit world, which was actually the underworld where masters went after death, he didn't believe it. Even if an old guy from the spirit world took over someone else's body, he should have taken over a young person, right? And the gate to the spirit world had been closed for so long, how could someone escape now?

"Who said it wasn't true?" Lao Niu nodded. "The point is, this old village chief is really outrageous. Recently, a group of bandits came to their village to collect food and rob women. They also threatened to kill people if they didn't give them food. As a result, the old village chief took a dung fork and killed the bandits in front of the villagers.

Nobita: "???"

Whose subordinate is this?

Is it that outrageous?

"I knew that the young master wouldn't believe it, and I don't believe it either." Lao Niu had already guessed what Daxiong was thinking, and continued, "The old village chief showed his divine power in front of him, so the villagers had to believe it, and they all asked the old village chief to teach them martial arts. The old village chief was also very generous, and he led the whole village to practice martial arts. Before long, everyone became a martial artist, possessed internal energy, and became a third-rate master."

"What about your men? Why did he come out?" Nobita asked.

"My little brother is an orphan who fled to the village and grew up eating at many houses in the village. He wanted to learn, but people told him that he was not from the village and that the ancestral skills could not be passed on lightly. He had to marry a girl from the village first and officially become a villager before he could learn."

Niu Xuanfeng explained to Nobita why the little brother did not learn martial arts, which was also the little brother's regret.

"Well, that makes sense, then why didn't he marry her?" Nobita was quite curious.

How simple is it to just marry a girl and learn martial arts?

At worst, once you master the magic skill, you can divorce your wife on the spot. No matter whether your wife is pretty or not, you just need to learn the magic skill and become stronger first.

"My brother has high standards and doesn't like the ugly ones in the village." Niu Xuanfeng gave a reason that a man could understand. "Later, he saw that the martial arts of the people in the same village were getting better and better, and there were even second-rate masters. The old ladies sitting under the trees on the roadside chatting were all third-rate masters. My brother couldn't stand this grievance, so he left the village directly and ran to other sects to learn martial arts. But people said that he had poor bones and low qualifications, and had no talent for martial arts. He had no choice but to join our Holy Church. After that, all kinds of sects, big and small, sprang up like mushrooms after rain. Some said that their ancestors appeared to pass on their skills, and some said that there were peerless secret manuals under their beds. In short, sects were established in various places, and they all said they were righteous sects. They kept recruiting people in their sects, so that our Holy Church has been empty in the past two years. If it weren't for the two protectors, Black and White... Tsk tsk tsk tsk."

"According to you, our Holy Church is just a garbage dump? People just dump unwanted stuff here?" Nobita continued.

"That's right, our Holy Religion..." Lao Niu was about to nod his head in agreement, when a drop of cold sweat suddenly fell on his face. He smacked his lips and said, "Our Holy Religion is great. There is no racial discrimination, and we believe in the equality of all animals. We believe in one family. It's much better than those sects that only care about blood ties and family ties, and look down on people. Here we have food, drinks, wine, and meat. I like it very much."

Nobita didn't say anything, but just stared at Niu Xuanfeng quietly, which made Niu Xuanfeng feel a chill down his spine.

"Well, you are still loyal. Keep driving."

After a while, Nobita finally spoke, and Niu Xuanfeng breathed a sigh of relief.

After shouting "Gee", driving the ox cart on the road, Niu Xuanfeng recovered his original mood and said casually: "Young Master, how can you doubt my loyalty? I am loyal to the Holy Church, especially you, Young Master. I can betray anyone but you. By the way, Young Master, speaking of betrayal, I remember there was a big event in the martial arts world two years ago, which caused a lot of uproar. It is said that the master of the Thunder Sword, one of the Seven Swords, is a barbarian from the north. Now he has recognized his ancestors and passed on the barbarian martial arts. The barbarians were originally dull and were only good at witchcraft and sorcery in military operations. But later they learned the martial arts of the Thunder Sword Master. With the combination of martial arts and witchcraft, their strength increased greatly. They seized five cities of our Great Ming Dynasty. Later, although the fairies of the Jade Toad Palace took action, those five cities... Alas!"

At the end of the conversation, Lao Niu felt extremely heavy in his heart and could only sigh helplessly.

WTF?

Is the Master of the Thunder Sword a barbarian?

Teach barbarian martial arts to harm the Ming Dynasty?

Is that bear holding Xiao Feng's script?

Nobita discovered that a lot of things had happened in the five years he had been away.

However, considering that the race of the Master of Thunder Sword is the white bear tribe, and Daben is also a white bear tribe, Nobita felt it was reasonable.

Yes, that's right. There are only brown bears and black bears in the territory of the Ming Dynasty. The white bear that appears should be the panda tribe of the Whirlwind Sword Master, or some bear tribe has albinism.

However, the Benlei family are all from the White Bear Clan, which means something is really wrong.

Daben may be an albinos, but it is unlikely that his parents are also albinos.

Sure enough, the world of "Rainbow Cat" has become confusing.

Chapter 120 Niu Xuanfeng will never pull his pants pockets

Dark clouds covered the moon, gusts of cold wind blew, there were desolate mountains and wilderness, and a dilapidated temple in the forest. Listening to the creepy howls of wolves coming from the forest from time to time, the old ox pulling the cart cried out uneasily. Niu Xuanfeng next to him could only comfort himself with this ox buddy who was not related to him at all, but was also a cousin.

"Be good, be good, don't be afraid, brother. Your brother Niu is here. If brother Niu is not okay, there is still the young master. Don't be afraid."

Niu Xuanfeng touched the buffalo's head, and under his comfort, the buffalo really calmed down.

The buffalo lay on the ground in a relaxed manner, chewing the cud continuously, with foam all over its mouth.

Niu Xuanfeng looked at Nobita, who was pretending to be a high-level paraplegic, twisting his body from time to time, and getting up to adjust the wheelchair when he felt uncomfortable. He was speechless about the young master's thoughts.

According to the young master, the journey to Liuqi Pavilion is long and they will inevitably be disturbed by the righteous sects along the way. Instead of letting them envy his handsome face, it is better to pretend to be disabled and make it impossible for them to stop him.

No sect would ignore a normal person and instead accept a disabled person.

After hearing what the young master said, Niu Xuanfeng felt that there was some truth in it. He had been walking for five whole days, and every day there were people from the righteous sects coming to disturb them. Even when they were eating, there was no peace. He never knew when a righteous disciple would appear in the bushes and would shamelessly come to snatch food, forcing Niu Xuanfeng to knock the opponent out with one punch and throw him into the grass.

Since when did the disciples of the orthodox sects become as numerous as rats?

This is simply too outrageous!

But what made Niu Xuanfeng even more speechless was his young master's bizarre train of thought.

According to the young master, as a young master, he cannot sit in a wooden wheelchair like ordinary people, as it is too unclassy.

Niu Xuanfeng suggested to the young master whether he should get an iron wheelchair. The young master nodded and said that although iron wheelchairs were good, they were a bit common and he should sit in the best one.

In this way, Niu Xuanfeng witnessed with his own eyes how the young master's wheelchair was born.

Very outrageous!

Outrageous in every sense of the word.

The materials used in the young master's homemade wheelchair are outrageous. Others use some pig iron at best to make wheelchairs, but the young master is even more amazing. He took out seven swords from his back.

What sword? The sword of the Seven Sword Masters, listed on the Divine Weapon List, is a weapon that only belongs to the Seven Heroes.

The young master said that these swords were fake and knockoffs, but who was Niu Xuanfeng?

Haven’t you been beaten by the Seven Heroes, or seen their weapons?

These seven swords are of different colors, with special effects such as wind, fire, thunder, lightning, and ice on the sword bodies. It is obvious that there are seven swords.

What’s more, the young master was so outrageous that he felt these seven swords were not enough, so he took out seven more swords.

When did the Seven Heroes wholesale? Isn't it said that the materials for magic weapons are hard to come by? Where did the young master get these fourteen magic weapons?

Including the magic weapons in the hands of the Seven Heroes, there are twenty-one in total. Are the Seven Heroes’ exclusive weapons also starting to be wholesaled?

Even more outrageous is yet to come!

Niu Xuanfeng didn't see clearly how the young master did it, but he saw that the young master divided the fourteen swords into seven groups, stacked them together, and smashed them with a hammer, and actually hammered out the prototype of a wheelchair.

The Changhong Sword was used as the chair seat, the Bingpo Sword was used as the armrest, the Ziyun Sword was used as the backrest, the Yuhua Sword was used as the bracket, the Xuanfeng Sword was used as the pedal, the Qingguang Sword and the Benlei Sword were connected to form two wheels. All fourteen swords were used.

Afterwards, the young master took out a small crystal stick, pointed it at the special wheelchair and shouted "Magic Transformation". Colorful light burst out from the crystal stick and hit the wheelchair. The wheelchair emitted a dazzling light on the spot, and the light was very eye-catching in the dark night.

When the light faded, Niu Xuanfeng discovered that the wheelchair had changed and became extremely luxurious.

The seat is made of large natural square rubies, the handles are made of icy jade, the backrest is made of purple gems, the pedals are made of white jade, and there are two-tone lapis lazuli wheels with jade spokes. The entire wheelchair is magnificent and obviously priceless.

The most outrageous thing is that this chair looks like a work of art that a sculptor has specially carved out of a whole piece of colorful gem.

"Young Master, your wheelchair, and the stick you just used?"

Niu Xuanfeng was very curious, why did the fourteen magic weapons turn into wheelchairs?

"Shh, be quiet."

Nobita made a hushed gesture to Niu Xuanfeng, then excitedly sat in a wheelchair and pretended to be Hawking, but he didn't look like a little girl doing questions. He then tilted his head and fiddled with the handle with his fingers.

Woo——whoosh!

Under Nobita's control, the wheelchair was moving through the ruined temple with dazzling colorful light. It was moving so fast that even Niu Xuanfeng could only see a faint shadow.

The weeds and dust in the dilapidated temple were flying around because of Nobita's wheelchair speeding at high speed. Nobita seized the opportunity and pressed the colored button on the handle. The internal energy flowed into the wheelchair, and seven phantoms in the shape of swords appeared behind the wheelchair. Then, after Nobita pushed the joystick and selected the Ice Soul Sword, a sword energy with a cold and icy smell was directly fired and hit the mountain god statue in the dilapidated temple. For a moment, a lump of ice appeared in the dilapidated temple.

Nobita: “Great!”

Niu Xuanfeng: "Oh my god!"

……

Nobita, who had had enough of playing with the Seven Heroes wheelchair, lay down to sleep in the wheelchair, leaving Niu Tornado to sit by the fire and lie on the buffalo to keep watch.

The buns had already been heated up around the fire. Under the heat of the fire, the big meat buns gave off bursts of wheat and meat aroma. Niu Xuanfeng held two buns in his big hands, not afraid of the heat. He took a sip of wine and a bite of the meat bun, enjoying it as a delicious midnight snack.

After not seeing each other for five years, Niu Xuanfeng discovered that the young master had become different. His body had not changed in five years, which was already outrageous. Moreover, the young master was now like a magician. He could always take out many strange things from the back of his long gown, which made people wonder if there was a black hole at the back, from which a bun or the Seven Heroes' sword could be taken out with just a shout.

Could it be that the young master was accepted as a disciple by an immortal? Did he spend the past five years cultivating to become an immortal? Did he obtain the immortal's magic weapon, and now that he has succeeded in his cultivation, is he here to help him, the old cow, become an immortal?

Niu Xuanfeng sipped his wine and said with a silly smile, "Hey, young master, how can I be so embarrassed? How could I, Old Niu, deserve your guidance and become an immortal? But then again, young master, why didn't you choose someone else when you came down the mountain, but always chose me? Could it be that the young master actually... likes me?"

call out!

A cold sword energy shot out, and the ruined temple suddenly became dark. Niu Xuanfeng's buns and the bonfire were frozen together.

"My buns, my buns... No, it's my young master. What should I do if he gets frozen tonight?"

The old cow cried for a while, then realized that he was crying to the wrong person, so he quickly changed his words.

Biu!

A long sword energy flew out, and the frozen bonfire burned again unreasonably. Only the ground that had been turned into mud by water could prove that what Niu Xuanfeng had just experienced was true.

After being taught a lesson by the young master, Niu Xuanfeng didn't dare to do anything else. He just ate his buns, drank his wine, and enjoyed the joy of his rapidly increasing power.

It's fun to follow the young master. Drinking and eating meat can improve my cultivation. It won't be long before I become the second best master in the grandmaster realm.

What? Why is it second and not first?

Isn't the young master still here?

It was a dark and windy night, and it was quiet outside the temple. The old cow saw that the firewood was almost burned, so he got up to collect some firewood.

He was not worried about the safety of the young master. He was more worried about those blind people who came to provoke the young master. If someone really came to provoke the young master, then he, Old Niu, would have to eat the banquet with tears in his eyes.

Using his limited internal energy, the old cow sucked the firewood off the ground into his arms, and for no reason he suddenly felt the urge to urinate.

"Hiss... Young Master's wine is really strong!"

The old cow put down the firewood and found a corner, then began to water the weeds without any mercy. Seeing the weeds being bent by his urine, the old cow couldn't help feeling a sense of accomplishment.

He has achieved great success early, but unfortunately he has no place to put his talents to use.

When the old cow rushed towards the weeds, it didn't notice that there was an urn behind the weeds. The cow urine full of yang energy fell on the urn, and the urn actually moved.

After shaking it twice and putting away the gun, Lao Niu picked up his trousers and held his firewood, ready to return to the temple. But when he bent down, he did not see a light smoke rising from the place where he had just urinated. Unexpectedly, a woman in tattered clothes and with black hair covering her face stood up from the grass. Her figure seemed unreal, not like a living person, but more like a wandering ghost. A pair of scarlet eyes in her black hair stared at Lao Niu's back.

When the old cow stood up with the firewood, he seemed not to notice the female ghost beside him and ignored her existence.

The female ghost looked at Niu Xuanfeng's back, hunger in her eyes, and twisted her body, turning into a woman in a pink skirt. She then picked up the rubble on the ground, clenched and opened her hands, and the rubble turned into gold nuggets.

Ding!

There seemed to be a sound of metal colliding. The old cow that was walking back with firewood stopped, looked back, and found that he saw nothing. He scratched his head with a puzzled look, then turned around and continued to walk towards the temple.

Seeing that the old cow was so blind, the female ghost couldn't help feeling annoyed, so she used her ghost magic, bent her finger, and the gold nugget on the ground flew out and hit the back of the old cow's head.

"Who? Who the hell attacked me, Old Niu?" Niu Xuanfeng covered the back of his head and glared at the back.

Although he is the second smartest in the world in physical training and is not afraid of mere hidden weapons, it does not mean that he will not get angry.

But after looking around, the old cow didn't find the person who attacked him. Then he lowered his head to look at the hidden weapon that attacked him, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

It's gold!

The old cow smiled naively, picked up the gold quickly, bit and kissed it, and liked it very much.

"It's really gold. I didn't expect that I, Old Cow, would have such luck that I could pick up gold when I went out to pee. This is really great..." Old Cow was grinning, but suddenly his face became serious, as if he had thought of something. "What a bullshit! Young Master is so wicked that he keeps finding ways to bully Old Cow."

"Do you really think I'm a fool? If I pick up this gold, the young master will wake up and say he lost the gold and ask me if I found it. I said I did, and he said I stole his gold and asked me to check my trouser pockets. Young master, your plan is really childish!"

He smiled towards the direction of the dilapidated temple, then turned around and swung his arms.

"Go away!"