"Mother, didn't you say you should be polite in life? That person doesn't smile and greet people, isn't it like it?" Yi Bao naively raised his head and asked his mother.

The woman patted her son on the back of her head and scolded him: "The master has always been like this, and this cannot be called impolite. It's just that he doesn't like to laugh. If you grow up, you will be half as good as him, and Amitabha is the one who works for your mother." Can this child compete with the master? Not laughing does not mean being impolite. The most noble etiquette in Buddhism is bowing.

Moreover, Fan Xiu had no need to treat people as soon as he met. It would not be an exaggeration to do what he did to the people even if he was bowed to him. This is not called politeness, what is politeness?

"Master, I heard that July Tianxing City is going to hold a martial arts conference. Will you go?" A scarface asked gently.

Fan Xiu turned around and looked at the man and nodded slightly: "I am quite fond of martial arts and will go."

"Then I will definitely go then. Countless masters will fight. Even the city lords who passed away from the city of rebirth, the Xiluosha Sect of Guisha, Chu Jianli, the owner of the Yujian Villa, and the head of the Wuji Palace will all be there. Now the master is also going, but we, those who practice martial arts, will be eye-opening."

"Who said no? Even the new emperor Zhong Nilin who had just ascended the throne in the middle will be present!"

"There are also the Immortal Crazy in Shixian Ridge, Li Han, the Palace Master of the Sumeru Palace in Sandun Mountain!"

"Hey, I don't know if Xuan Yixiao from the Fantasy City will be there. If he comes, it will be really lively."

Fan Xiu was indeed very interested in martial arts. He listened carefully to everyone's discussions. When talking about Xuan Yixiao, he couldn't help but let out: "Although Xuan Yixiao, the island master of Suwen Huan City, was born stupid, he had great martial arts. What's even more rare is that there are magical weapons and weapons that countless people have dreamed of in the Huan City. I admire this island master very much, and I don't know if I have the chance to see you."

Upon hearing this, everyone smiled clearly. Fan Xiu had no other choice in his life. First-level martial arts genius naturally cares about weapons, especially the zither in the hands of the island owner of Fantasy City, called Xuanhuang. It is rumored that it was left by the ancient god Fuxi. It is a Xuanhuang zither. It is golden and full of spirituality. It is recorded in the music score that it must not be moved by the twelve layers of internal force.

In other words, only Fanxiu can play this circulating magic weapon, which can make anyone dizzy, numb, and sleep soundly, and can even put everyone to death. Even if someone's internal strength surpasses Fanxiu, it will be useless. To this day, the monk has not found a decent weapon, and he is probably too pursuing perfection.

No weapon is as good as Xuan Huangqin, but Xuan Yi Xiao Fei is like a mountain of treasures on the island, but no one can get close to it. The sea is covered with thick fog in all seasons, like a maze. It has been thousands of years, but no one has ever walked in. Even Fan Xiu is helpless, let alone others.

"Whoever can go there to choose weapons will not have to worry about this life, right? Even Xiluosha's soul-catching Xiao was taken away by him. Don't you believe it. Xiluosha is now empty and has no weapons."

"Ah? Soul-Surf Xiao is actually on the Illusion Island?" Scarface exclaimed, then, can this Xuanyi Xiao even defeat Xi Luosha? Indeed, it would be a great regret that this person would not be able to play.
Chapter completed!