Spring and March.
It was time for farmers to plant grain in ear. When everyone was busy planting rice, an idle person came to the city.
"Boss, how can I get to the ancient capital?" The man was carrying a gourd like a fortune teller, but he had nothing to do with him and no tools to take advantage of.
When the boss of the steamed stuffed bun shop saw that he was a stranger, he handed him a hot steamed stuffed bun: "young brother, are you a villager from afar. The capital city fell many years ago and is now occupied by the remnant of DIANCANG sect, the national saint. "
"Oh, where's the national teacher? I remember that the ten-year period should be garrisoned by Tuotuo national teachers. "
"Do you still know about the national teacher?" The steamed stuffed bun shop owner was surprised. Although the occupation of Kyoto by the national division is a major event, it is not something that some distant villagers can know.
In the age of disputes in ancient times, there was a lack of communication. Only the lists posted everywhere could know some big and small things. Only officials from all over the country can know about these distant capitals.
"No, Xiaosheng also took the exam. He talked to several fellow villagers privately and learned about it."
"It's master Ju."
The steamed stuffed bun boss arched his hand. In ancient times, raising people was very noble. Everything was inferior. Only reading was high. This sentence is not for fun.
After hearing that ye Liang was raising people, some vendors nearby also restrained and shouted.
At this time, the boss of the steamed stuffed bun shop suddenly became respectful. He handed Ye Liang several more steamed stuffed buns: "Sir, to tell you the truth, since the capital city was three years ago, the miraculous old capital national teacher has completely disappeared. The same is true. Only those rebel troops who should have been all over the country will rise up and make trouble.
These people belong to the Bai family in the north, but the Bai family did not develop in the direction of Kyoto. Therefore, it was cheaper for the rest of the Cang faction.
However, to tell you the truth, although the leader of this Cang sect is a saint, his means are really disgraceful. He not only slaughtered the rest of the rebels, but even threatened them with their families in order to reduce the loss of manpower!
You know, the rebels as many as Hongmao must have come from four sides and eight dharmas. As soon as he did so, all the rebels in the East and west direction voted down. Therefore, he took the Kyoto City without a single soldier.
Of course, we ordinary people look down on her. " The steamed stuffed bun boss shook his head.
Ye Liang knows what he means.
In this age of martial arts, although the plan of Dieyi is wise, it is somewhat disgraceful in the end. These civilians are descendants of armed men. It is impossible for them to understand the usefulness of conspiracy!
Nature cannot win the respect of civilians. Besides, the strength of Dieyi is not good. The means are disgraceful and the strength is watery! It's strange that such leaders will have people's hearts.
"It seems that it's still because of immortal Qionghua." Ye Liang knows that such unpopular Dieyi must be untenable. She must have the composition of immortal Qionghua if she can live to the present.
Ye Liang knew the truth when he sent her back. He gratefully returned the extra steamed stuffed bun. When the steamed stuffed bun shop owner didn't care, he suddenly disappeared from his place, just like he had never been here.
The boss was surprised.
But when he returned to God, people were gone. At a glance, the steamed stuffed bun in his hand suddenly turned into a gold bag made of gold! This value is enough for him to open more than a dozen steamed stuffed bun shops.
"This is an encounter with immortals!" The boss hurriedly put the gold bag in his arms.
While we were still talking about Cang sect here, there were some problems in Dieyi. When she was ready to go out for inspection this morning, several immortals out of thin air appeared in front of her.
She felt a little cold.
Now she is at the gate of the city where there is no one. Judging from the situation, these people should be here to block her. Practitioners can't attack mortals. This is the iron rule!
But if it is carried out secretly in a place where there is no one, there may not be friars to follow.
"Who the hell are you! Don't you know my grandpa is a real Qionghua, "Dieyi said coldly. She tried to scare these people away with her own title.
But the people in front not only were not afraid, but also laughed coldly.
"Qionghua? ha-ha! The brothers are here about Qionghua! " A grey friar put a ring on his hand and swept his eyes at Dieyi like looking at mole ants: "your grandpa made a mistake and has been killed now! Although your granddaughter is just a mortal, your grandfather has committed too much crime! We have been ordered by the hanging pot sect to uproot you! Don't blame us for being cruel. If you want to blame us, blame your grandpa who shouldn't have been
"Impossible! My grandfather is obviously a member of the hanging pot sect. Besides, this dragon slaughtering banquet is also arranged by my grandfather! He has no sin against the hanging pot sect, and even has great merit! Why do you slander my grandfather like this! "
Dieyi is very clear about what her grandfather did.
The monks saw Dieyi like this and didn't continue to explain. One of them suddenly offered a flying sword. He completely ignored Dieyi's words and stabbed the flying sword in the past.
"When!"
One hand holds the flying sword!
Just as the flying sword was about to pierce the butterfly clothes, ye Liang suddenly emerged from the shadow. He saw everything here from beginning to end.
It's more deliberate than accidental.
After parting from the steamed stuffed bun shop owner, ye Liang followed the breath in his memory ten years ago and found the butterfly clothes outside the city. Because he found several monks, he escaped into the void vigilantly.
Now I see these people do it, so I have to expose myself.
"You are all immortals. Is this too much?" Ye Liang said faintly. He is now a Yuanying. These friars are just the accomplishments of building a foundation, which is not worth his easy anger.
"Who are you?"
The friars in the foundation period could not see through Ye Liang's accomplishments. These people just thought they were casual practitioners without doors and schools, and immediately scolded.
"TM, I received a reward from the hanging pot sect! What the hell are you, you bastard? With your accomplishments, you dare to save the United States! I think you're looking for death! " The friar who took the lead in killing butterfly clothes despised him.
Ye Liang frowned.
This is his first confrontation with the friars of the earth. Although his strength is very different, he doesn't want to lose face.
"I have no intention of killing people, but if you are still so disorganized, don't blame me for being cruel!"
"Hey, you little bastard still has a temper, don't you?" The friar looked at his companion and suddenly smiled.
Ye Liang's face is black!
At this time, the nearby Dieyi pulled Ye Liang's hand: "brother ye, forget it. These people are real immortals. Although I know you are a land immortal, I'd better not get involved in this matter. "