The indescribable Taoist Lord

"The two young men are from Chang'an. Isn't that a big city?"

Led by the two water tribe hybrids in front, Wang Zhixin and Li Ping'an were also observing silently - their rickety figures and thick limbs compared to their torsos all revealed the innate superiority of these two people. Human race is different.

However, when walking on the road and looking from a distance, no one would find it awkward.

"Oh, I forgot to mention that I call you Liu Biao, and this is my younger brother Liu Mao. He thought the two of you were thieves earlier and bumped into you. I want to make amends to you two young masters."

It seemed that the money was in place, and things were getting easier - but Wang Zhixin and Li Ping'an were extremely vigilant. After all, the feedback given to them by inspiration showed that this village is not as simple as it seems. Contacting Mi Xin of the Shui Tribe made their expressions become even more tense.

"Easy to say, easy to say..."

Li Ping'an rolled up his sleeves and handed over his robe.

"Are you two practitioners?"

After walking for a while, the two people's expressions suddenly became surprised. Liu Mao hesitated, but asked a question very coldly, and then Liu Biao gave him a hard elbow, causing him some pain.

"Are you as rude as you?"

"They are indeed practitioners. I don't know how you two understand each other so well."

Wang Zhixin is not good at changing his expression, but Li Ping'an shows a hint of arrogance and arrogance just right, and the superiority of a practitioner is undoubtedly revealed.

"Unexpectedly, the guest is an immortal cultivator, so please don't be surprised by the behavior of the two of us before. Please don't be surprised."

When the two heard this, their previous attitude changes suddenly changed, and they actually showed some fear. They also apologized for a long time in fear. It was not until Wang Zhixin said that nothing happened that he calmed down and explained.

"We are also speculating - the spirit clan bloodline makes our bodies naturally strong and can absorb some spiritual energy. In addition, the two of you can easily take out the spiritual source. After getting along for a long time along the way, we can also deduce the identities of the two of you. .”

"I see. I don't blame you. The two eldest brothers happily brought some fresh fish out to entertain us. This will put an end to the previous feud."

Li Ping'an revealed the tone of an arrogant cultivator who was ignorant of the world, and he could clearly see the strange emotions in the eyes of the two men, with excitement and excitement mixed with fear.

Then he and Wang Zhixin looked at each other again, and they both looked at the calculation in the other's heart - they both controlled their breath to the level of induction.

The walking strength of these people was not too slow, and soon they could see from the riverside of the village to the settlement of Maocun.

"Maocun is located in a remote location. Not to mention officials from Xian Tang or the master from Shen Xia, they have never been to our place. Today, the two of us are rare visitors."

Liu Biao was a little cheerful, but this was only in his tone. His eyes bulged like fish eyes and his blank expression still looked extremely indifferent.

But naturally, he was obviously closer to the "King Chief" whose maternal grandmother also had Eldar blood. Not to say warm, at least he seemed friendly.

"Then it seems that this is also my fate with Brother Zhao."

Wang Zhixin said dullly - at this time, his stiff expression came in handy.

To be honest, when I went out for training, many people were also speculating whether this little saint really had the blood of the water tribe. Otherwise, why would he have such a stiff expression and be so unkind to others?

"The structure of your village is quite unique."

Li Ping'an looked at the surrounding houses, smacking his lips, looking quite surprised - they had seen these strange houses a long time ago, but when they got close to them, they had a different feeling.

This village is different from the settlements in Shenxia Zhongzhou and Tiannan, and also different from the scattered huts and earthen houses in Xiantang. Hundreds of houses seem to be densely packed together, pieced together into a messy, yet strange and beautiful place. of rings.

Whether it is the layout of this village or the style of the houses, it seems that they are unheard of and unseen in Zhongtian. It seems that neither monks nor ordinary people would build their houses like this with normal ideas -

Li Ping'an and Wang Zhixin just felt awkward for a while, and they didn't know what was strange - but they were sure that if they were normal people, just looking at the appearance of this construction would make them sick and vomiting.

This remote fishing village, called Maocun by Liu Mao and Liu Biao, really has a big problem.

The inside of the house was also dark, so deep that nothing could be seen inside, as if it was airtight, and there were no fences or doors. It seemed like a narrow hole, or the nest of some kind of creature.

Naturally, for Wang Zhixin and Li Ping'an who have embarked on spiritual practice, the situation here is quite clear...

"Ten, one hundred, one thousand..."

Wang Zhixin counted silently, and he saw thousands of pairs of huge bulging eyeballs, looking directly at them with desire and hostility.

"There are more than a thousand of these things, tsk tsk..."

In Chuanyin, Li Ping'an didn't have much respect for these mixed-race bastards, and he counted them by their "heads" unscrupulously.

"I also have human blood."

Wang Zhixin retorted subconsciously. He obviously didn't agree with it.

"But there are so many mixed-races, and a village that is entirely mixed-race is something I have never seen or heard of."

Suddenly, Li Ping'an and Wang Zhixin stopped, and their eyes looked toward the middle of the broken and messy "ring" - there was a tall building that was neither stone nor gold, made of unknown pale materials. tower. The tower was crooked and crooked, and the damp and fishy smell kept spreading out, and there was a disgusting musty and putrid smell.

The tower is like a shrine. There are holes between the supporting pillars, and a black shadow with an indescribable appearance is exposed inside. It seems to have a weird beauty, which is intoxicating, as if you are in the void of the sky. Forget about yourself and immerse yourself in the abyss within the vast ocean.

"This tower..." Li Pingan's lips were dry.

"Oh, what do the guests think of this style?"

However, these two people also stopped and looked at Wang Zhixin and Li Ping'an with a rather scrutinizing gaze, as if they wanted to listen carefully to their comments.

"It's... so weird, it actually gave me some unbearable hallucinations."

Li Pingan murmured involuntarily.

The two of them did not feel insulted by Li Ping'an's evaluation of the tower, or in other words, they hid their emotions well. They just looked at Wang Zhixin with a more serious meaning, as if they were looking forward to this dull monk. answer.

Wang Zhixin's eyes were dull at the moment, but he seemed to be muttering something in his mouth, and he was approaching the hole of the tower step by step...

"It's so beautiful, so beautiful...it's so beautiful..."

At this moment, his expression was dull and stiff, no different from the people in Maocun.