"Brother Yuan is a good method. You are really much better than me in attacking methods that don't waste any of Yuan power." Lie Zhuang laughed and praised him without hesitation.
Yuan Wen smiled: "Brother Hunting, you are a genius. You are three or two years younger than me and have this level of cultivation. I don't know that I can be at this age for my brother, so I'm afraid I'm not even able to be a good brother."
He was telling the truth. Based on Lie Zhuang's current cultivation progress, who knows what it would look like in two or three years? Since he set out to this point, he had just been promoted to the eighth level, but now he has a vaguely stature of the ninth level of Yuanli.
He was promoted to the first level in just a few months. Such speed would definitely make those outer disciples who have been in the sect for more than ten years without any breakthrough.
The wind and snow gradually faded, and the conversations of the people in the cave gradually faded away, leaving only the flying snow dancing like silver dragons in the sky.
The Nanli Imperial City, thousands of miles away, was gradually rising at this time, pulling away the heat flow of Fuyu Market. The solemn and killing in the middle of winter had already arrived on the richest land of the Southern Wilderness.
Imperial City is not like a private market. It does not need to be opened at a fixed time. It always opens its doors to visitors from all directions, demonstrating the great national destiny of the Nanli Dynasty.
On this day, strong winds raged on the streets, and there were not many people on the streets of Fangshi. Occasionally, someone passed by, and they also wrapped their heads, faces, necks and necks in thick cloth, and walked away quickly.
Wuweimen, who was stationed in the imperial city, passed by two minutes, and returned to the Wuwei station next to the official yard to drink and accumulate heat.
As soon as Shen was approaching, a drizzle of cold rain gradually fell in the sky, drifting slowly for nearly half an hour, and then gradually became denser.
In the gradually dense rain, a group of five people broke through the wind, and the heavy wind-proof straw raincoat covered their faces, and even their faces were covered with gray silk cloth.
One of them had a very abrupt voice, and he laughed wildly from time to time: "Hehe, it's raining. It's so cold, hehe."
Such a strange sound fell all the way, making the already cold street even more strange.
Walking behind him, the man with a strong body and annoyed that he could not tell his age was bored. He took a quick step and snorted coldly. Then he kicked the man who was smiling in front of him and blurted out: "It's so thief, he's really a lunatic!"
When the people around him heard this, they agreed, "This guy is so nervous. I don't think that even if I bring it to the master, I still can't find any clues. I really can't figure it out. Yun Wuwei, known as the "Nanli God of War", actually has such a pussy subordinate. Not only does he escape his life, but he still makes him crazy and stupid?"
The other person was about to speak a few sarcastic words, but the man walking at the edge snorted coldly, and then said coldly: "How strong are you three people compared to him? If you meet that, you might be scared to death on the spot."
"You..." The man in the straw raincoat who had not yet been sarcastic, made any moves. The man in the straw raincoat who had previously insulted the crazy stupid man immediately became angry and reached out to the object tightly tied up by cloth on his waist. Judging from its appearance, it should be a knife to untie the wrist.
"Scar, don't do it! He is the one whom the Lord calls out his name and wants to see. You and I can't afford to make any mistakes." Seeing this, the companion beside him hurriedly knocked back his hand that reached the hilt of the knife.
"snort!"
"snort!"
Two cold snorted, their eyes met, and everyone stopped talking. It seemed that the five people in this line should be divided into three waves, and there was no friendship between them.
The man named Scar pushed the man who had already gotten up from the cold mud and laughed at himself, "Hehe, it's raining" and walked towards a hidden civilian house.
After turning a few alleys, I was sitting in front of everyone, but a Minfang, which runs a winery.
This Minfang is located in the alleys, and it was not originally suitable for a wine shop. However, the Nanli Imperial City is extremely prosperous. Even in such a deep alley, as long as the wine and food are good, you can still earn a thousand gold coins.
At this time, the fat shopkeeper leaned behind the counter and looked at Hanyu ticking down in front of the house with his eyes. He cursed inwardly, then stood up and closed the wooden window beside him.
The wooden door was pushed open by a creaking sound, and the lazy shopkeeper changed his previous scattering, and a glimmer suddenly flashed in his eyes.
"This store is closed. If the customer finds a place to avoid the cold and hunger, he can move around elsewhere." The sophisticated shopkeeper spoke calmly.
Bang, the knuckles hit the soft mulberry wooden table, making a dull sound.
Then there were two more sounds, snap, snap!
The shopkeeper's face suddenly changed and he blurted out: "The rootless delicacy in the imperial city!"
"Only the mountains and seas can live in it. Mr. I am so elegant and happy. Why don't you invite me to take a seat?" The visitor laughed and felt like meeting an old friend in his eyes.
"Naturally, this is nature. When guests arrive far away, they should prepare Nanli wine and several plates of venison to quench the cold." The shopkeeper got the answer, and a smile appeared on his face. He turned his head and ordered the chef in the hall.
The shopkeeper personally extended the five people into the elegant room behind, but the decoration here was sharply contrasted with the lobby. He saw carved beams and painted buildings around him, and several screens beside him. The dragons and phoenixes were roaring on them, and the luxurious atmosphere came through the paper.
Not long after, the venison on several plates were cut into thin slices and presented one after another. The clear-colored wine was placed in a cup that was as green as it was, adding many wonderful meanings.
The shopkeeper changed his previous strange appearance and clasped his fists and said, "I don't know what the five distinguished guests are called?"
"Distinguished guests are not afraid to be the one. Seeing this glory, the people from my Lion Hall dare not be proud of themselves."
"Oh, but the Lion Hall under the 'General Nan's subordinate?" The shopkeeper smiled casually, picked up the table and took a sip. He closed his eyes with satisfaction, and his expression showed a little wealth and nobleness.
"That's right, the master asked General Nan to help find all the soldiers who went to Chenwu Sect Xifan last time. After several inquiries, there was no news. Fortunately, the madman bumped into us. After some entanglement, he saw the token of Master Zhu on him, and he was undoubtedly under Yun Wuwei."
The shopkeeper glanced at him and saw that the man was accused of being crazy and stupid, grabbing a stack of tender and delicious venison in front of him and stuffing it into his mouth. Then he praised him: "It's delicious, delicious!"
"It's him?" The shopkeeper still disbelief, and a hint of suspicion appeared in his eyes.
“That’s right.”
"Everyone in the world says that the Wuwei under Yunwuwei can make a fortune, but he didn't expect that he would meet today and was actually a madman!" The shopkeeper smiled slightly.
He only drank a few glasses of sake in front of him, and never took off the hat on his head from beginning to end. At this moment, he looked faintly impatient: "Take me to see your master, and I will tell him about the twists and turns."
The shopkeeper listened to his tone and observed his words and deeds, but he did not look like an ordinary martial artist. He looked shocked and said respectfully: "I don't know the name of sir? Also, you rashly meet my master, what's the matter?"
"I am a good man. If you go and report it, he will meet you."
Hearing this, the shopkeeper with a slightly fat face shook his expression and said, "It turns out that you are the Lord who has been chanting several times recently. You don't need to report it. Please follow me."
After saying that, he did not delay any longer, and led the visitor and walked towards the dark fellow behind in a rush. After several twists, the scene next to him changed again, but it was a fellow man paved with brocade. The light and shadows in several palace lanterns were burning, but no smoke rose.
When I looked closely, there were several night pearls the size of fists.
You can hear the woman's tender humming from afar. When you get closer, you will be even more tender humming.
The man in the hat was helpless and stood on the foreigner and said, "I should have a life early. Come here to meet at the appointment of the young master."
The tangled sound in the house stopped, and then a haha came from the house.