A few days later, Gu Shaoshang arranged many matters in Xiaoyao City, and then left Xiaoyao City.

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A small boat full of purple color broke through the air, causing ripples.

The boat is not big, it looks about a thousand feet in size, shrouded in hazy green light.

There are pavilions and towers in the boat, and there are mountains, like a small world, but it is a small world that naturally formed after Gu Shao’s injury refining the sky boat.

The chariot above the six-star god and demon is not inferior to a six-star god. In this small world, there are sun, moon, stars, and mountains, rivers and mountains. As the boat sails, it is constantly trembling like a living thing. It does not even require the spiritual energy of the outside world to be self-sufficient.

"The chariot is like a palace, and most princes will cultivate their own teams in it! There are countless small worlds in the Holy Martial Hall of the Holy Martial Arts, and countless masters."

Yu Hongyi stood on a mountain top, looked at Gu Shaoshang, and said with a faint look: "I didn't expect that in a short time, the Marquis's heavenly boat will begin to take shape."

Yu Hongyi naturally knew that the chariot given by the human ancestral temple was at most a seed, and it would take a lot of effort to cultivate it to this point.

Gu Shaoshu was able to cultivate this point in a short period of time, which made her very shocked.

Gu Shaoshen stood in front of him with his hands in his arms, his expression calm, and he looked at the anger of soaring in the clouds rolling in the sky, without saying a word.

He is different from many princes and princes. He is just a casual job in refining this chariot, and he has no intention of cultivating a team.

His team was not in this Xiaoyao City. Even the subordinates he accepted were mostly dealing with some chores for him. Xiaoyao City was just a place he found for the villagers in Gujiazhuang.

Even if Feng Linwan had not bullied others first, he would not have been willing to pay attention to him.

With Gu Shaoshen's nature, he would probably accumulate silently in Xiaoyao City and ignore the world.

After all, no matter whether it is fame, fortune, magical skills, many resources or other things, it does not mean much to him. He lives in the heavens and all worlds, so he cares about competing for fame and fortune with them.

"Mr.

Feng Xiaolin's lips, whose face was black and purple, were squirming, wanting to say something, but he didn't dare to speak.

He never dared to offend Gu Shaoshang, but it was really hard to accept that he had to compete with his ancestor for Dinghai City.

Gu Shaoshen spoke and said lightly: "One mountain does not accommodate two tigers, and a mere Xiaoyao Marquis State does not need two marquises."

"The rule of the emperor is to be ordered by the king and the princes, not the meeting of the king and the princes, and private fights are prohibited."

Yu Hongyi's eyes fluttered, she glanced at Feng Xiaolin, and said to Gu Shaoshang: "A thousand years of fingers are in a flash, why should the marquis be anxious?"

"This is a official business, not a private fight, let's talk about it."

Gu Shaoshen smiled: "A thousand years later, my goal is not to be late for Feng Lin."

After saying that, he stepped into a huge palace group floating in the sky like a heavenly palace.

He has been practicing for only a few hundred years on the vast continent until now. No one knows what kind of situation it will be after a thousand years.

On the top of the mountain, Yu Hongyi looked at Feng Xiaolin with an ugly face, covered her mouth and smiled, and stepped to the palace group.

Feng Xiaolin sighed deeply, feeling his mind was messy.

He regretted so much that he vomited blood. If he had known, he would not have come to Xiaoyao City at all, let alone meet Xiaoyao Hou.

But now it is too late to regret it now. It is sandwiched between the two marquises. If you are not careful, you will probably be wiped out.

Although the law of the Divine Desolation is strict, for the two marquis who are at the peak of gods and demons, it is really unknown how many methods are there to crush one of the two levels of gods and demons.

"Bad life"

In the quiet room, Gu Shaoshang knocked out Yu Hongyi who was following him, sat cross-legged in the quiet room, his expression slightly moved, and his mind was immersed in the prehistoric world.

After such a long time, this evolution of the prehistoric world has come to an end. Among the many restless Taoist imprints, there are only a few people.

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As the light and shadow flashed, Gu Shaoshang had already arrived in a bustling city, and only saw people coming and going everywhere, extremely lively.

"The big and sweet candied haws are only two cents"

"Cooking cake! Just-made cooked cake! Authentic Wu Family cooked cake!"

"Rouge powder, good rouge powder! All the big girls and little wives are here to take a look!"

The sound of hawking comes one after another, and the hustle and bustle comes.

Gu Shaoshen felt the bustle and noisy feeling, walked across the street and came to a teahouse.

The teahouse is not big, but it is complete with all the internal organs. The thin old man in the middle of the house was wearing a gray long gown and had no flesh on his face, and he was talking about it.

Gu Shaoshang casually found a place to sit down and ordered two pots of tea.

Bang!

As soon as the awakening wood was beaten, the teahouse suddenly became quiet.

"I said last time that before the old god Li became an immortal, he was already a famous sword immortal in the world. He was the best in the world back then! A long sword, wooden horse, and ox was powerful in the world! In the battle of Guangling River, he killed two thousand six enemies with one sword, and a thousand miles of energy, and a hundred miles of power, and a hundred miles of power in the world."

The old man's tone was ups and downs, and it was really immersive.

"After the battle, the old sword immortal retreated to the world. Most people thought that he was dead, but they didn't know that he had met the immortal fate and joined the Emei Sect of the Immortal Sword Sect! In that Emei Sect, the old sword immortal was inconspicuous at all. In addition, he was old, but he was not valued and only ended up with a chore of chopping firewood and cleaning."

"After a generation of true immortals and golden cicadas ascended, countless evil demons rushed up and besieged Emei under the leadership of several demon giants. Among them, there were many powerful demons suspected to have died for countless years. The most terrifying one was the Black Mountain Old Demon who rose from the Black Water of the White Mountain! The old demon was so fierce that he swallowed ten thousand sword immortals with just opened his mouth. Another opened his mouth, shattered many sword immortals in the Wanli Mountain. After the death of many sword immortals in the Wanli Mountain, the immortal mountains were destroyed. At this moment, a green-clothed sword immortal paced out of the back mountain of Emei. Facing the endless evil demons, his sword pointed and shouted: "Come on the sword!"

Bang!

Speaking of this, the old man slapped awakening the wood and said with a smile: "I know what happens next, please listen to the next breakdown!"

"Ganniliang! Could the old thief betrayed a certain family and was unfavorable!!"

"The thief, dare to bully me! Believe it or not, a family killed your three-inch worm with one knife!"

"Old Wang, you are not authentic! To be honest, you are indispensable for rewards!"

At this critical moment, I stopped talking. Even everyone here knew that the old man was making a living, and the roaring sound was like a tsunami, almost lifting the ceiling of the tea shed.

Swords were unsheathed, and handfuls of copper coins and silver were thrown into the case, almost knocking the old man down.

"Hehe! Don't be angry, don't be angry, don't be angry!"

The old man seemed to be commonplace, bowed his hand with a smile, took off his hat, exposed his shiny forehead, and picked up many silver coins underground one by one.

"Oh"

Gu Shaoshu smiled in silence. The old man was quite proficient in this storytelling method. With this trick alone, he would probably not starve to death.

At that moment, he threw it away and threw a huge piece of gold onto the stage.

"Oh hey! My grandfather!"

The old man, a vicious dog, pounced on food and hugged the gold nugget in his arms. His eyes were tilted to smile, and he grinned and bowed to Gu Shaoshang: "Thank you for your reward, thank you for your reward!"

"Hurry up! What happened next?!"

"I'm so angry, I'll twist your dog's head off!"

“Hurry up!”

Everyone looked at Gu Shaoshang in surprise, and then slapped the table repeatedly and told the old man to hurry up.

This old man is a famous speaker in Yingtian Mansion, and is famous for his words. In particular, he knows a lot of stories. Even the stories of the Sword Immortal and the Demon Head are all told with a nose and eyes. Most of the guests in this teahouse come for him.

Bang!

The old man was given the benefits, so he naturally did not dare to neglect these parents who had food and clothing. He immediately woke up and beat him up.

"But the demon of the Three Mountains and Five Mountains, led by the old demon of the Black Mountain, attacked the sword immortals! At that extremely critical moment, the old sword immortal Li Chungang, one step."

At this moment, a man and a woman walked in side by side.

Suddenly, an inexplicable aura enveloped the teahouse. The two of them wore moon-white long gowns and long swords on their backs. The man was tall and handsome, and the woman was tall and beautiful, and there was an unknown sharp aura that was extremely dazzling.

"Well"

The storyteller on the case suddenly shrank his pupils slightly, he closed his mouth, and looked at the two of them, his breath changed, making the entire winery slowly become heavier.

"It's so big in the city. I never thought that the sword immortal Mu Qingliu, who was the one who was a generation of swordsman, would tell a story to the peddlers on the street."

The tall man in a moon-white robe sneered and spoke.

Suddenly, an invisible sword energy rose up and filled the entire teahouse. The crowd felt like a steel knife was hanging on their necks, and their hair stood up.

"Sword Immortal!!"

"It's a young age!"

"My brew!"

In an instant, all the guests in the teahouse changed their expressions and looked horrified. No one dared to speak without open eyes. Even the most domineering people slipped away in shame.

A man and a woman looked cold, and no one cared about the group of peddlers, but just stared at the old man.

"I didn't expect that I was hiding in the world for a long time, but I was found by you."

The old man sighed slightly: "You evil demons and heretics, don't dare to provoke my senior brother, but come to provoke me?"

In the calmness of the old man's voice, there were traces of golden iron clashing and reviving. He said the word "provoke me", which was like a long sword was unsheathed.

Whoosh
Chapter completed!