The Supreme Golden Eyes - The Pretty Young Girl

The old man obviously didn't expect that Ling Shaonan would ask such a direct question, so straight to the point. He didn't react for a moment and was stunned for a moment. [] It's not that no one has come to the Bai Miao tribe before, but those people were very covert and inquired from the side.

Is there anyone who asks as directly as Ling Shaonan?

Ling Shaonan was not in a hurry, and just looked at the old man with a smile, waiting for his answer.

About ten seconds later, the old man finally came back to his senses. A flash of light suddenly flashed through his cloudy old eyes, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye. He returned to his listless look before: "Guest, I don't quite understand you.

What are you talking about? It’s true that we are Miao people, but there is no such thing as ‘White Miao’. I think you may have made a mistake.”

Ling Shaonan was not surprised by this reply. In fact, it would be strange if the old man told him directly. So, after being rejected, he just smiled slightly, took out the letter written by the Panchen Living Buddha and handed it over: "Old man, this is

A personal letter from the 11th Panchen Living Buddha of Tibetan Tantric Buddhism. He and I are good friends, and it was he who recommended me to come here this time. I think that after you give this letter to the noble patriarch, he will meet with me.

"

"This..." After listening to Ling Shaonan's words, the old man also knew that Ling Shaonan was not the kind of young boy who had come here before to take risks when he heard the slightest news. Although he did not understand the Tibetan language on the letter, he could not understand it.

I don’t know what is written above, but judging from his decades of life experience, it is 100% true - no one dares to come to Miao territory to lie to the Bai Miao patriarch and the Panchen Living Buddha, unless he

Really tired of living!

After thinking about this, a smile broke out on the old man's face, and he spoke in a much more affectionate manner: "Old Chen Gudan, I was rude just now. Please forgive me. Your guest has had a hard journey along the way. I will rest here today."

Just wait, I'll send someone back to the clan to deliver the message right away."

As he spoke, his voice suddenly said: "Gu Meng, come here!"

As the old man finished speaking, the curtain of the small door leading to the kitchen was lifted, and a strong man in his twenties walked out, came to the old man and said in a deep voice: "Dad, you called me?

"

"Well, you should hurry back to the clan now..." Gu Dan handed the letter Ling Shaonan gave him to Gu Meng's hand, pointed at Ling Shaonan, and whispered a few instructions to him.

"Dad, don't worry!" Gu Meng nodded, and glanced at Ling Shaonan secretly with a bit of curiosity. He was startled when he saw Ling Shaonan smiling and nodding at him, and quickly bowed slightly and gave a salute.

, then turned around and left in a hurry. Seeing this, Ling Shaonan couldn't help but feel funny: He is really a cute guy. The people in the mountains are really simple. A young man in his twenties and a second-rate mid-level warrior can still be shy!

After Gu Meng left, Gu Dan took Ling Shaonan to the guest room upstairs for a short rest. It was said to be a guest room, but in fact it was quite simple. The small room only had a bed, a table and a chair made of bamboo.

That’s all, not to mention household appliances, not even electric lights, just an old-fashioned oil lamp hanging on the wall as a lighting tool!

However, Ling Shaonan is not picky. Although he has become prosperous in recent years and has lived a life of fine clothing and fine food, when he was a child, the conditions at home were similar to here, or even worse than here - at that time, he did not even have a house belonging to him.

He didn't even have his own bed, but shared a bed with his eldest brother and second brother. It wasn't until his eldest brother went to study abroad and his second brother went to join the army that he had his own space. Compared with the difficult conditions at that time, here

It’s already very good!

From the moment he entered the door, Gu Dan had been paying attention to the expression on Ling Shaonan's face. According to his idea, someone who throws away thousands of dollars after a meal must be used to spending a lot of money, and he will definitely not be satisfied with the environment here. Therefore.

, he had even prepared a rhetoric, planning to use it to explain to Ling Shaonan when he showed his dissatisfaction.

Unexpectedly, Ling Shaonan didn't express any dissatisfaction at all, and he didn't even frown. This was a bit beyond Gu Dan's expectation. It seemed that he had not been surprised as much as this morning in the past year.

"Old man, is there anything else?" After placing the package with the Lexue Knife and the Xuanmo Knife on the table, Ling Shaonan turned around and found Gu Dan standing blankly at the door, and couldn't help but ask.

"Ah? Oh, it's okay. As long as you like this place, distinguished guest, I won't bother you anymore." After being called out by Ling Shaonan, Gu Dan immediately came back to his senses, but his reaction was very quick, and he just found an excuse to excuse himself.

After passing by, turn around and leave here.

"Well, thank you, old man. By the way, your son is very good. He can reach the mid-level second-rate level at this age, and his future will be limitless!" Ling Shaonan didn't pay much attention to the change in Gu Dan's expression and complimented him casually.

After that, I walked to a chair and sat down, closing my eyes slightly to relax.

But he didn't know that his casual boast would set off a huge wave in Gu Dan's heart!

The training methods of the descendants of Jiuli are very different from those of the Central Plains martial arts. Specifically, it is the combination of external Kung Fu and Gu Shu. Needless to say, external Kung Fu, in this regard, there is no big difference between the descendants of Jiuli and the Central Plains warriors.

The main difference is that their bare-handed fighting ability is not very strong, and most of their skills are spent on a scimitar.

What really makes people talk about the Miao family is their poison.

Every orthodox Miao family must learn to raise voodoos from the age of four or five. The first thing they are exposed to are mosquitoes and other less lethal voodoos. After they become proficient in the skills, they will slowly be exposed to various advanced voodoos and start to

Cultivate your own natal Gu. Generally speaking, depending on the individual's talent, this time is about ten to twelve years old.

If you are not an acquaintance who has been with you day and night, you will never be able to tell the art of voodoo. This is just like you can't tell from the face of a person you meet for the first time how many books he has read.

In terms of external kung fu, the Miao family who practice machete skills are not like the internal martial arts masters in the Central Plains martial arts who can judge their strength through Qi induction and momentum. Only by actually fighting will you know how powerful they are.

That's why Gu Dan was so surprised when he heard Ling Shaonan tell his son Gu Meng's strength in one breath. This feeling is the same as telling someone for the first time how much balance is in your bank account. It's just as if nothing happened.

It's not normal!

"This young man is not simple! No, I have to pass this news back to the clan. If he really comes from Tantric Buddhism, then he is an honored guest of our Bai Miao. We must not neglect it, lest people say that we Bai Miao don't understand.

Etiquette. And if it is an enemy, the clan leader must be reminded to pay attention. Such a master who can see Gu Meng's strength at a glance is not easy to deal with!"

Thinking like this, large drops of cold sweat dropped from Gu Dan's forehead. After going downstairs, he immediately turned into a house next to the inn, found the owner there, and explained to him in detail for a long time, until the other party's

After the figure disappeared into the mountains behind Baishui Village, Gu Dan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the inn.

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Ling Shaonan traveled all night yesterday, but it didn't have much impact on him. After meditating and resting for a while, he fully recovered after running the Lei Xing Heart Sutra for a few weeks. Thinking about it, there is nothing to do now.

, he simply came downstairs and talked to Gu Danxian

They started chatting. However, although he was just trying to kill time, Gu Dan didn't dare to think that way. He was careful about every word he said, for fear that he would offend him if he said anything wrong. No matter whether Ling Shaonan was a distinguished guest or an enemy, he was not him.

Gudan can afford to be offended.

At first, Ling Shaonan only thought that he was being cautious and didn't think that much. But after chatting for a few words and seeing Gu Dan's submissive look on his face, Ling Shaonan understood what he was thinking. He felt bored and lost the interest in chatting.

With interest, he went upstairs and returned to the guest room, asking Gu Dan to notify him immediately if there was any news.

After returning to the guest room, with nothing to do anyway, Ling Shaonan simply started practicing again, running the Thunder Heart Sutra over and over again to wash away the evil spirits entrenched in the Dantian and major acupoints. After staying in the Tantric Tallinn for three days,

Ling Shaonan felt that his Jin Lei Qi seemed to be a little purer, and the speed of refining the evil energy was a little faster. Although the total amount of evil energy was still huge, the more it could be refined, the less it would be.

When people focus on something, they always feel that time flies by. The same goes for cultivation. Four or five hours passed before you knew it. It was not until Gu Dan came up to call him that Ling Shaonan regained consciousness.

come over.

"Dear guest, look at the time. Gu Meng should be back soon. I have also prepared lunch for our distinguished guest. How about eating while we wait?"

Ling Shaonan arrived at Baishui Village at six or seven in the morning. Although the meal he had was very rich, it was indeed considered breakfast. It was already twelve o'clock at noon, so it was normal for Gu Dan to ask him to have lunch.

"Are you coming back soon? Well, I'm here to help you." Ling Shaonan nodded, sitting cross-legged on the bamboo bed, stood up, and followed Gu Dan downstairs.

"Are you that Ling Shaonan?" As soon as he entered the lobby of the inn, a clear voice suddenly reached Ling Shaonan's ears. When he followed the sound, he saw a man of fifteen or sixteen years old, with long hair on his head braided into small braids.

, wearing a tight shirt on the upper body

A little girl wearing a narrow gown, revealing her slender waist, a white pleated skirt, and a big silver collar around her neck, was standing in the middle of the hall, tilting her head and using a pair of

He looked at himself with clear eyes.

What a pretty little girl!

Everyone has a love for beauty. Although Ling Shaonan did not have any evil thoughts about this little girl, his eyes still lit up slightly and he nodded with a smile: "Yes, I am. What do you call me, little girl?"
Chapter completed!