Boss, keep a low profile

The bald man in gray is called Nanwu. He is one of the four world protagonists in "Tianxuanjie". He is a disciple of the Buddhist Arhat and is the oldest of the four world protagonists.

He is five years older than Yu Yue, and has already entered the realm of a great practitioner.

In the pure white mysterious space, Nanwu is the one who talks the most, and he talks a lot and densely, but the amount of information is extremely low.

He is the kind of character who talks a lot, but can't get to the point for a long time, and most of his words are nonsense.

As for reality, his mouth is blocked by a gray cloth, and he can't fart for a long time.

He is not a mute, but he rarely speaks.

The Buddhist magic of shutting up your stinky mouth - [Shut-mouth Zen].

However, the [Shut-mouth Zen] he practiced seems to be very different from most of the closed-mouth Zen.

As for the red-clothed woman next to him, this is what she can't stand the most.

The woman's name is Mu Bailu. She was born on the day of [Bailu] in the twenty-four solar terms, so she got this name.

With a queen-like voice and charming looks, her popularity is slightly higher than that of the energetic girl Pei Qianqian, which deeply verifies the saying that cuteness is nothing compared to sexiness.

Of course, if the energetic girl Pei Qianqian can wear JK or Sukushui, that would be another story.

Mu Bailu is also two years older than Yu Yue. Just last month, she entered the realm of a great practitioner and just condensed her own domain.

Her master [Yinsi] is also one of the four top masters in the Tianxuan Realm, with strength that is not inferior to that of a saint master and an arhat.

In terms of strength, Mu Bailu is slightly inferior to Nanwu, and is probably not Nanwu's opponent.

But judging from the way the two get along, this big monk seems to be an easy target to bully. It's okay that he looks dull, but he can't talk back.

Being banned from speaking is really miserable.

At this moment, a white rabbit ran through the forest.

The little white rabbit is extremely cute, and people will be fascinated at first sight. You can tell at a glance... that the meat is of excellent quality.

Mu Bailu stomped her feet lightly, and a small stone fell into her hand. Then she flicked her finger and hit the plump rabbit.

Her natal item is [arrow], and it has the [must hit] attribute.

This woman's arrows never miss.

Once locked by her domain, it is impossible to escape.

Her arrows, combined with the magical powers of her lineage, will become arrows that are sure to hit!

Nanwu took a look at the rabbit, but he didn't have the dissatisfaction of a monk who saw killing in person.

He practiced his own Buddha, and that was his own business.

He could not touch meat, but according to the Buddhist principles of his lineage, he would not force others to follow suit.

The demon-like red-clothed Mu Bailu walked over and picked up the rabbit's ears, then walked to Nanwu and said, "Big bald head, open your mouth and say to remove the hair."

Nanwu ignored her and still looked distracted.

Mu Bailu raised her eyebrows and said, "Then light a fire for me. If I wasn't afraid that you would get hurt by not talking, I wouldn't bother to ask you to light a fire."

Nanwu glanced at her, and finally pulled off the gray cloth in front of his mouth, and then said a word.

He just had the shape of his mouth, but no sound came out.

Judging from the shape of his mouth, he said: "Light a fire."

The next moment, a ball of flame appeared out of thin air and burned on the ground!

Mu Bailu nodded with satisfaction and began to cast a spell to deal with the rabbit.

Nanwu turned his back and began to be dazed again.

"Big bald head, you say.....this Lu Chaoge, has he returned to Momen?" Mu Bailu glanced at the beautiful scenery of Qinglongchuan and said, "We have passed by Qinglongchuan. If we don't go to Momen on the way, it always feels like a wasted trip."

As he said, he looked at the shiny head, and saw Nanwu nodded slightly.

"You nodded to say that he should return to the sect, or do you think it would be a waste of time if you don't go to Momen?" Mu Bailu asked again.

Ah, communication is so tiring.

I really want to tear his stinky mouth that can speak but just doesn't speak!

Hearing this, Nanwu spread his hands first, then nodded.

The former indicated that he didn't know, and the latter meant that he also felt a little regretful.

In the group chat, they heard Yu Yue and Pei Qianqian mention this name too many times.

Momen Lu Chaoge is a high-frequency word in the group chat.

Fortunately, this pure white space does not have the function of searching for keywords in chat records.

Otherwise, if you enter the three words [Lu Chaoge], a long list of chat records will pop up.

As time passed, the two of them also heard too many legends about Lu Chaoge.

Among them, some rumors made them feel that they were a bit far-fetched.

"Is it that exaggerated?" This was their instinctive thought.

Many of Lu Chaoge's realities sounded completely unconventional and beyond imagination to others.

If it weren't for Yu Yue, the number one fanboy, and Pei Qianqian, the new fangirl, they would probably still be skeptical.

However, Yu Yue, the number one fanboy, had a deliberate cover-up between the lines in the group chat.

He tried his best to hide that he admired Lu Chaoge!

But everyone could see the essence through his clumsy cover-up...

Pei Qianqian, the energetic girl, was much more free and easy. Later, she simply called him Uncle Lu in the group chat, and she didn't even bother to hide it.

"I heard that Lu Chaoge is the most handsome man in the world. Many people who have seen him say that his strength is invincible in the same realm, but his appearance is unparalleled in the world." Mu Bailu said.

After all, she is a woman, opposites attract, and hearing such an extreme word as unparalleled in the world, she will be more or less curious.

It's like when I was a student, I heard my classmates say that someone was the school hunk, and I always wanted to see what this school hunk looked like.

However, Nanwu, who is as calm as water now, certainly has no such thoughts, so he is in a state of distraction again, as if he didn't hear Mu Bailu's words.

Mu Bailu has already processed the rabbit and started to roast the rabbit meat.

The rich meat aroma made Nanwu couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Mu Bailu looked at the bald man's back and said with a smile: "Hey, bald man, do you want to try your ability to make your words come true on Lu Chaoge?"

"If you call Lu Chaoge, will he appear in a flash?"

Nanwu's shoulders shrugged slightly, as if he was speechless by this witch-like woman in red.

No, he was speechless to begin with.

Seeing Nanwu's dull and helpless look, Mu Bailu thought it was fun to tease him and said: "Let's go, bald man. If we pass by Momen later, we will visit him. If Lu Chaoge is not here, we will leave early."

Nanwu nodded.

Although he was not interested in Lu Chaoge's appearance, he was still very interested in him as a person.

Who would not be interested in the most popular and famous young man in Tianxuan Realm?

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Qingzhou, Endless Sea

The young Yang Shu still went to the village well to fetch water every day as usual.

This young man with red lips and white teeth and a feminine body has become accustomed to such a life.

Despite such hard work every day, he still has fair skin, thin arms and legs, and no sense of strength.

But his skill of fetching water has become more and more perfect.

After fetching a large bucket of water, Yang Shu couldn't help but think of his most respected master uncle.

"I heard that the master uncle's spiritual awakening is an unprecedented water power."

"Then for the master uncle, fetching water may be just a thought?"

Yang Shu put another empty bucket into the well. He has now changed from fetching one bucket of water at a time to fetching two buckets at a time.

But two buckets of water will bring him a great burden.

When he returned to the small courtyard panting, he saw the old man with a broken leg, Luo Heshan, sitting quietly on a chair.

As soon as Yang Shu entered the door, he looked at him deeply.

Young Yang Shu has always been afraid of his grandfather, after all, his grandfather's temper is really a bit outrageous. Therefore, after feeling his grandfather's gaze, he immediately shrank his neck, wondering if he did something wrong today.

Luo Heshan looked at his little action and felt angry again.

But today he just sighed and said, "Pour the water into the water tank, then roll over, I have something to tell you."

Yang Shu nodded and hurriedly did it, fearing that if he hesitated, he would make his grandfather unhappy again.

After pouring the water, he wiped the water droplets on his hands on his linen clothes and walked quickly to the old man.

"Squat down, don't let me look up at you." Luo Heshan said unhappily.

Yang Shu hurriedly did it.

During the days he stayed with Luo Heshan, he grew taller.

Luo Heshan took a look at this handsome boy with red lips and white teeth, and felt that the child's appearance was still a little feminine, and his body was also a little thin.

What can such a small shoulder bear?

I don't know if my eyes are blurry and I've made a mistake.

"Do you miss home?" Luo Heshan suddenly asked.

This question without a beginning or an end made Yang Shu stunned.

If it was an ordinary question, he might not dare to answer, but this question... Yang Shu nodded directly.

He missed Momen.

He missed his master and his uncle.

He missed his brothers and sisters, and he also craved the food made by his uncle.

The boy, like other Momen disciples, regarded Momen as his home.

It is not just a sect, but the master and uncle are also family members in the true sense.

Yang Shu would not deny and could not deny that he missed home.

"If you miss it, you don't dare to say it on weekdays!" Luo Heshan raised his arm with some age spots and slapped Yang Shu's head hard.

Yang Shu closed his eyes timidly before the old man waved his hand, but he did not hide, and he was hit hard.

He had long been used to being beaten these days.

"Go back, go home and have a look." Luo Heshan said to Yang Shu.

The young man immediately opened his eyes and looked at the old man in surprise.

"Why, I gave you a holiday, but you are not happy?" Luo Heshan's tone became irritable again.

Yang Shu shook his head hurriedly, not daring to speak.

Luo Heshan patted his head hard again, and his sealed cultivation was immediately restored.

At the same time, he was surprised to find that his cultivation had actually improved again.

"Let's go, let's go now. I feel relieved when you are not here, and I am annoyed when I see you." Luo Heshan said, controlling the wooden wheelchair to go to the table.

The old man had nothing to do, so he had been weaving straw sandals in the yard.

Yang Shu didn't know why the old man kept making straw sandals, just like he didn't know why the old man always asked him to fetch water.

Luo Heshan once told him that he didn't know why he made straw sandals.

This was taught by his master.

But he has been making them for so many years.

He casually took out a pair from the pile of straw sandals, and then threw them to Yang Shu impatiently, saying: "Put them on, and get out of here."

Yang Shu took the straw sandals and looked at his grandfather blankly.

Grandpa made straw sandals every day, but he never gave him a pair.

Yang Shu changed his shoes, and the pair of shoes that the old man casually took out from the pile of straw sandals actually fit his feet perfectly.

After changing, he took two steps, and a smile appeared on his face, obviously very happy.

This young man's clean smile fell into Luo Heshan's eyes, and the old man only thought: "Is he too bad-tempered to him on weekdays?"

"Let's go." The old man urged impatiently again.

Yang Shu quickly bowed to Luo Heshan and said, "Grandpa, then... I'll leave first?"

"You're not decisive at all. Your sword will be as soft as a person in the future. Get out of here. I'm annoyed just looking at you!" Luo Heshan couldn't help but get angry again.

Yang Shu quickly fled and ran out of the yard.

Standing outside the yard, the boy still bowed to the house again before turning around and leaving.

Along the way, the villagers greeted Yang Shu, and Yang Shu responded one by one.

After leaving the village, he began to fly.

The villagers didn't know that this boy, who was often teased by them and teased by them, and even had widows deliberately use their millstone-like round buttocks to push twice, was actually a sword cultivator.

"I haven't flown for a long time." Yang Shu felt the wind blowing past him, and his heart was refreshed.

The boy looked at the vast blue sky. For some reason, he felt that the sky didn't seem as high as it used to be.

On the other side, after Yang Shu left, the old man with a broken leg, Luo Heshan, did not move, looking down at the pile of straw sandals.

"A cripple without feet, has been making shoes for a lifetime." He snorted, and no one knew what he was sighing about.

About half an hour later, the old man disappeared from the courtyard with his wooden wheelchair.

He used the art of moving to the sky above the Endless Sea and the location of the Eye of Chaos.

"It's really not quiet." He looked down with disgust.

"The ninth wave is coming again." A trace of fierceness flashed in Luo Heshan's eyes.

Then, a sword appeared in his hand.

A sword that is longer than an ordinary sword, but the sword body is extremely narrow, only half the width of an ordinary long sword.

This sword is quietly stored in the scabbard and has been nurtured.

Everyone knows that Luo Heshan, one of the four great swords, nurtures the sword in the scabbard.

His sword can only be unsheathed a limited number of times in his life.

Now, there is only the last sword left.

"Oh, you've made me tired of waiting." The old man with a broken leg muttered to himself.