Seeing Suo Ming like that, Wang Meng had a headache. He was most afraid of others crying, so the woman just tolerated it, just like a man.
"If Hengshan Hall doesn't want you, just come to Lei Guang Hall. What a big deal." Wang Meng said.
"Ah?" Suo Ming was stunned, "You... mean that Lei Guangtang wants me?"
Suo Ming still couldn't believe it. He had a bad reputation and was thrown out. How could anyone want him?
Wang Meng couldn't help but shake his head. He had seen people who were blindly confident. It was rare to see people without confidence. He had a solid foundation of sixteenth level Yuanli. There were people who wanted this kind of physical training. Of course, this had to exclude the factors of Hengshan Hall.
, but I guess there are many people who don’t care about Hengshan Hall.
"Yes, yes, get up. I have something to do. You can go directly to Hu Jing and say it was me who said it."
"No, no, you can't leave!" Suo Ming got up from the ground, picked up the hammer and followed.
"You will be my boss from now on. I will go wherever you go!" Suo Ming didn't believe it at all. Just a few days ago, he was arrogant and domineering in Lei Guangtang, and he just left without being eaten alive.
"I'm going somewhere far away. Just go to Lei Guangtang by yourself."
"No, I have to follow you anyway, or you kill me!" Suo Ming shook his head desperately, not believing it at all.
Wang Meng was speechless. This guy was deceived. He was so insecure. Later, Wang Meng found out that Suo Ming was indeed abandoned since he was a child. Later, he was fortunately adopted by a kind person and sent to the church. Only then did he enter the church today.
Since then, he has always felt insecure. This is also because he does not want to disappoint others and to integrate into Hengshan Hall, so others are cruel, so he also tries his best to pretend to be cruel, so that he will not be squeezed out and can stay.
In this way, Wang Meng had an unexpected companion on his journey. However, after a few days, he found that this companion was not bad. Suo Ming had been homeless for a while. He seemed tall and thick, but he was quite good at taking care of others, and he usually left the church.
For those who want to practice, it is better to be above the fifteenth level. It is very rare for someone like Wang Meng to dare to run around at the tenth level.
The two gradually became familiar with each other and talked more. Wang Meng did not expect that this guy would be so talkative. He was as good as Zhang Xiaopang, but not as active as Zhang Xiaopang. He was also good at doing things in the wild.
, it only took half a stick of incense to build a simple shed. Of course, this was not what surprised Wang Meng the most.
Suo Ming is actually a cook!
And he is a very good cook. At least Wang Meng decided to take him in after eating what he cooked!
The seven emotions and six desires are a taboo in spiritual practice, and in Wang Meng's opinion, they are all nonsense.
In Suoming's Qiankun bag, apart from the hammer, everything is filled with food and various condiments.
After eating and drinking, and picking his teeth, Wang Meng couldn't help but sigh, "Little Fatty Zhang has the talent of a storyteller, but you are a natural cook. What a waste."
Suo Ming grinned widely, looking particularly happy with one missing front tooth. He scratched his head and said, "I was afraid of being hungry when I was little."
I think he and Zhang Xiaopang, who loves to eat, have something in common. Life is really interesting. Who would have thought that Suo Ming, who looks like a vicious person, would be such a person?
Suo Ming still has a lot of experience. When he first entered Xiaoqian World, he was not a disciple of the Temple. He did all the work he could do until he entered Hengshan Hall. It is no wonder that he cherishes it so much. Wang Meng understands this feeling deeply.
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Thousands of miles away from the church, you are completely outside the church's sphere of influence. From this moment on, you should brace yourself.
Tongming City is a typical city for practitioners. There are many such cities in the Small Thousand Worlds. Some are attached to big forces, and some exist independently. Practitioners who have experienced outside, regardless of whether they are evil cultivators, demonic cultivators, or holy cultivators.
They will all gather here.
Tongming City is a city that is not dependent on power. Saint cultivators, demon cultivators, and evil cultivators are mixed together, and the forces are also complicated.
"Haha, boss, although it's your first time to go out, you can't suffer any loss as long as I'm here. It's so spectacular. I haven't been back for a few years, tsk tsk, it's become even grander!"
Suo Ming smiled and said, he became a landlord when he got here. Suo Ming habitually likes to prove that he is valuable.
Wang Meng smiled and said, "Can you change the name?"
"Boss, come out and hang out. This kind of title is more powerful!"
Suo Ming said very confidently, these days all the powerful people are called bosses.
Tongming City is indeed not small, and there are many practitioners, and quite a few of them are mortals.
Seeing that Wang Meng noticed the mortals, Suo Ming immediately said: "There will be a certain number of mortals in any city where we practitioners are. The rewards for working here are much higher than outside. I think I also lived here back then."
Wang Meng just smiled. There were indeed no mortals in the world of cultivators in the past, but many things had indeed changed over the past few hundred years, only the essence remained the same.
"Find a place to stay first, and then go shopping."
On the street, practitioners can be distinguished from ordinary people at a glance, but once outside, the level of practitioners is completely irrelevant. The person you pass by may be a patriarch-level figure, or he may be a minor figure.
Bad card.
Young people like Wang Meng and Suo Ming fell into the crowd and could not be found.
"The Pingfu Arms Shop is the place where I used to stay. Uncle Lin is super powerful and he protects this area. By the way, Uncle Lin is also a disciple of the Holy Temple. He was the one who sent me to the Holy Temple in the first place."
Suoming said as he walked, he arrived at the entrance of Pingfu Arms Shop, which is a place for forging and repairing weapons.
Although the boss is old, he is energetic and muscular. He seems to be around the 30th level of strength. He can be considered a master in Tongming City. This street is basically covered by him.
"Uncle Lin, Uncle Lin, I'm back!" Suo Ming showed a bright smile.
Lin Ying raised his head and glanced at Suo Ming, "You brat, your teeth have been knocked out and you still smile so happily. That's not bad. We haven't seen you for just a few years, and you look like a cultivator!"
Lin Ying put down the tools in his hands and gave Suo Ming a warm hug.
"Xiaoxiu, look who's here."
Lin Ying roared at the top of his lungs, and a head immediately popped up from the upstairs next to the weapon shop, and a cute girl ran down.
"Brother Suo!"
She is a very pretty girl, but you can tell at a glance that she is a mortal.
"Xiao Xiu." Suo Ming scratched his head, a little embarrassed.
Seeing the outsider, both of them were a little reserved. Wang Meng smiled and said, "Just pretend I don't exist. You can do whatever you want."
That said, how can people pretend that he does not exist, "Who is this brother?"
"Uncle Lin, this is my boss, senior brother Wang Meng from Lei Guangtang." Suo Ming said.
Lin Ying smiled. Although his eyes were a little confused, Lao Jianghu didn't say anything, "Welcome, since you are a disciple of the Holy Temple and Suo Ming's friend, this is your home."
"I'm going to bother Uncle Lin these days."
"You're so polite, mother-in-law, why don't you come down to greet the guests!"