The mysterious and mysterious things that were originally ordinary monks were publicized. Listening to these real monks, it is really ridiculous, but it is also a relaxed and happy thing.
The nangongshan cold is also very worried at this time, but his mouth comforted: "Younger, don’t worry, don’t you know what Teacher Zhou is capable of? It will be fine. He just likes freedom and doesn’t want to be disturbed. When the cultivation is completed, he will naturally keep up with us. "
Originally, after the Nangong Cold planned to send these people to Kyoto, he went back to meet Tang Qing, but after talking with Mo Fan, he was strongly opposed.
Let the Confucian school master intellectual man fit and risk less, and Mo Fan can’t promise anything. Besides, now that they are not in Kyoto, there is no hidden access control order, and the West Guard is not insured here.
At present, there are many monks attending the gluttonous conference. Monks are not allowed to use magical spells at will in Kyoto, so they are naturally not used to it. Most monks will choose to enter Kyoto near the date of the conference.
Residents in the Acropolis have long been accustomed to living with immortals. For them, immortals are noble, untouchables. But as long as you wait carefully, you will have a chance to get a reward from the fairy. You know, if the immortal is happy, a pill given at will can make ordinary people live a long life.
Of course, if you make the immortal unhappy, there is naturally nothing good to eat. However, since the Yihua State, with the gradual growth of the royal power, immortals did not kill mortals at will as before. Although it is inevitable to take some risks, you will not lose your life at any time.
Whether it’s good or evil, probably the immortals don’t think it’s interesting to be overbearing to mortals. There is nothing for a monk to see in a mortal. If ordinary mortals provoke a secret door and don’t like it, it is really worthless to a monk.
The hermit monks are almost all hidden among mortals, and this place is close to Kyoto. Who knows which ordinary vendor looks like a hermit?
Therefore, in the event of a fight, most of them will deliberately control each other between monks and try not to involve mortals. Of course, it’s not polite between monks. Hidden doors never care about the enmity between monks, even if you kill people in front of him, you may just ignore it.
As a result, every time before the gluttonous meeting, the Acropolis has become a veritable dangerous place, and people will disappear quietly almost every day. In this case, leaving a bunch of people, old and young, here, the Nangong cold can’t feel at ease.
Think further, to say a word of frustration, even Tang Qing can’t cope with the situation, and it’s no use going to the Nangong Cold. If Mo Fan can go with him, it’s almost the same, but how is that possible?
The nangongshan cold now, after all, just focus on training objects, but have no right to call the shots.
Ouyang Zhengming also recited at this time: "According to the old man, the same is true. Although Zhou Daoyou is young, if it comes to walking experience, it is beyond our reach. There will be nothing that we can’t cope with."
Aside Mo Fan look puzzled, he naturally knew that Zhou Ding, as mentioned by several people, was Tang Qing, that is, the descendant of the sage who was told by the bodhi old zu Tian, and was ordered to take care of the key objects.
In fact, in the past two days, the name of this Tang Qing has made his ears almost cocoon. Whether it is Qian Yu and other boys and girls, or Nangong Han Ouyang’s name, they are all amazed at this Tang Qing, even to the point of worship.
A young man of twenty years old, how can he have such great magic?
At this time, Mo Fan couldn’t help saying, "Nangong Martial Nephew, in your opinion, is it possible for Martial Nephew Zhou to bypass Xiwei and go directly to Kyoto? Didn’t he ask you to wait for him in Kyoto? " .
The Nangong said with a wry smile, "No, Martial Uncle, you don’t know Brother Zhou’s character. He doesn’t like rules, there are many restrictions in Kyoto … I’m afraid he won’t go first. "
At this point, the opinions of those who have had contacts with Tang Qing are quite unified. Although Tang Qing’s attitude towards Xianfan is more inclined to mortals, if we really make everyone behave honestly, I’m afraid the first thing I can’t stand is Tang Ye.
Qian Yu naturally understood this, pursed her mouth and complained, "Hum, it’s good for him to play by himself, but he threw us here. No, I have to ask him to call Lao Lingzi to give me some puppets to play with. Don’t you know … "
I was about to go on when I heard a deep voice: "These immortal Taoist friends seem to be quite dissatisfied with the rules of Kyoto, but I don’t know why." Do you think that as a monk, you can despise the mortal emperor? "
A few people were all stunned. When they looked up, they saw three ordinary people at another table looking this way. The speaker is a middle-aged man, with a magnificent body, dignified manners and eyes, and he is a bodybuilder.
Along with the big fellow is a thin old man and a middle-aged man with several ordinary looks, all of whom are ordinary mortals, not even exercisers.
The nangongshan cold can not help but wonder, such a few mortals, how dare to speak to these people in a questioning tone?
It should be noted that although the mortals in Yihua country have far higher status than those in other countries, they are also respectful to immortals. How this big fellow casually said a word, unexpectedly let the nangongshan cold feel as if being held accountable, and at the same time there seems to be an invisible pressure.
The other young people naturally feel the same way. Ouyang Songqing is full of energy. Without waiting for the Nangong cold to talk, he can’t help but drink: "Bold, ordinary people, do you know who you are talking to?"
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As calm as usual, the middle-aged man casually asked, "So dare you ask this Taoist friend who I am talking to?"
Ouyang Song was about to speak, but he was stopped by Ouyang Zhengming’s hand. The old man is an old man after all. Even if he doesn’t have much experience, he knows that these people are very human, and with constant caution, he stopped Ouyang Song to avoid future accidents.
Nangong Han was also surprised at this time, but after all, he was a Confucian master. He handed over and said, "You misunderstood me. What we are talking about is just a younger brother of our own. Because we like freedom and are not used to being bound, we have no disrespect for the Kyoto ban. We, the Confucian disciples, were originally chosen to help the earthly emperor. How can we disrespect the royal family? Dare to ask … "
Point out your identity and explain the reason at the same time. These words of Nangong Cold are polite and courteous, which is really a demeanor of everyone. Besides, it’s no big deal at all. Supposedly, even these mortals have unusual identities, so they have to change to the donkey on the slope. But it happened that this middle-aged man didn’t seem to want to let them go. Continue to sink a voice asked.
"Confucian disciple? Well, I heard that Confucianism is the first of the seven sages appointed by saints. So what does this Confucian Taoist friend think of Xianfan? "
Chapter one hundred and eighty-three: Immortals as Guests
Chapter one hundred and eighty-three: Fairy is a guest, go to the website.
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Chapter 184: Stupid% Forced Questions and Wise Answers
Chapter 184: Stupid% Forced Questions and Wise Answers
What is Xianfan is a big problem.
To be honest, Nangong Han has asked himself many times, and he has never come to any conclusion. Of course, he wouldn’t expect to discuss this with several mortals one day.
Although several people in front of them pretend to be ordinary people, they are obviously people who have lived in high places for a long time from their bearing and dignity. Even though the residents of the Acropolis will have many opportunities to meet the Godsworn, it is rare for them to face it calmly and even talk to the Godsworn Kan Kan.
What’s more, among these people, the big fellow is powerful and the old man has deep eyes. As for the ordinary-looking middle-aged man, although he is not even a bodybuilder, he feels like a mountain. Just sitting there casually, but as long as you look him in the eye, you can’t help but feel like looking up.
The nangongshan cold knowledge is not bad, but the feeling like this is rare. Among the people he is familiar with, Tianqin and Yungu, needless to say, are people who will make him feel similar. But the rest of the people, even their own masters, at most just let the Nangong cold fear, so there is no such thing as looking up.
What’s more, he is just a mortal.
This feeling has nothing to do with strength, but is purely a natural induction formed by the noble spirit of Confucian scholars. Calculate the people around you, if anything, Tang Qing can be counted as half.
On the one hand, it is because of some personality, and on the other hand, Tang Ye is too mysterious and too different, so that the Nangong has an illusion that it seems that it will never keep up with Tang Qing’s thinking rhythm.
Look to the side again at this time, the nangongshan cold didn’t notice this, there are at least three tables around the three people twelve people should be guards and so on. Although all the refined people are dressed as ordinary people, how can the calm and moderate momentum fool the monk’s mind? The reason why I didn’t notice it before was because the Nangong was worried about Tang Qing and was distracted.
Who are these people? Why do you ask yourself this question?
The nangongshan cold is no longer a teenager, and even if there is no experience, he won’t think that these people are just making a fuss because of a casual remark. Obviously, I came here on my own, or on my own.
Alert in the heart, the nangongshan cold can’t help but look back at Mo Fan, see Mo Fan eyes flashing, but I didn’t mean to jack, don’t know what’s going on.
At this point, the rest of the people naturally realized that it was unusual. Ouyang Zhengming couldn’t help but feel a little nervous, but several young people had put their hands on their waist. Only Qian Yu, staring at these people with big eyes, looks quite interesting.
The three mortals were calm, and the old man and middle-aged man didn’t even look here, just sitting firmly with cups and cups in their hands, as if waiting for the cold answer from the Nangong. The brave man looked directly at the Nangong, and his eyes were actually like the essence.
The nangongshan cold, after all, have a judgment after convergence mind, waved a few young people to relax. At the same time, he said to the big fellow, "The topic of Brother Tai is too big for me to answer. If it is my younger brother here, there must be an answer that will satisfy you. I am cold in Nangong, and I didn’t ask … "
The big fellow didn’t seem to be disappointed, nor was he dissatisfied with the avoidance of Nangong Cold. Instead, clear voice smiled and said, "Nangong Cold? It’s a Confucian young master, isn’t it? Hehe, me, you can call me Lao Tie, or you can be an iron boss. "
The nangongshan cold one leng, Qian feather has "sloped" a loud laugh out loud, don’t wait for the big fellow asked, stretched out a jade finger straight lit the big fellow giggle.
Mo Fan quickly sink a track: "Feather girl, don’t be rude."
Qian Yu pouted and said unwillingly, "No, Yu Er thinks that if Head … if Brother Zhou is here, I’m afraid I’ll compete with this uncle, hee hee."
Hearing this, the big fellow seemed to be interested and asked curiously, "Little girl, who are you talking about Brother Zhou? Why do you want to compete with me and call me uncle, just call me old iron, and iron head will do. "
The necessity, not only Qian Yu, several teenagers together in stitches, all burst out laughing.
The tone of this big fellow is really like that of Tang Qing. Even the cold in the South Palace is interesting. Seeing this big fellow who also likes to be called the boss, he looks puzzled. Smiling, he explained, "Brother, don’t blame me. I’m naive and innocent, and I didn’t mean to say it. It’s just that Brother Zhou is a little similar to Brother Tai, and they both like to be called the boss, so they laugh. "