Time is slow.

In two days, Zhang Yuan chatted with everyone, telling all kinds of things from all over the world, and it was very lively.

However, at first, Zhang Yuan still found it strange, but gradually it became boring.

These people went there without saying that, and their scope of activities was only in Tongzhou, Ningzhou and Shuzhong, and they had never been to other places.

So in order to let this group of indigenous people know what the real knight style is, Zhang Shaoxia directly told the story of Taoist Quanzhen staying in Niujia Village overnight.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were filled with gleam and they fell into yearning.

The picture appeared in my mind and automatically figured it out, and a magnificent picture appeared.

It seems that I am the foolish boy. He has just entered the world and is ignorant. He has to meet a confidante, and he also meets a powerful master, teaches peerless martial arts, and reaches the peak of his life.

Feng Li also showed a little doubt and stared at Zhang Yuan.

Is what Zhang Yuan said true or false?

In addition to the different geographical locations, what Zhang Yuan said casually was exactly the same as this world.

The Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing, the Toad Achievement, the Blue Sea Tides, and the Beidou Tiangang Formation. These are all real.

"Is it true or nonsense?"

Feng Li muttered in his heart.

As dusk approaches, a dilapidated ancient village appears in front of him, with golden light on one side and dark on the other side.

"Everyone, if you want to know what happens next, please listen to the next breakdown."

Suddenly, Zhang Yuan burst into laughter.

The heroes were still unsatisfied and were pestering Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan was proud and unmoved.

In the ancient village, two figures were watching the convoy from afar. A breeze blew and disappeared.

Soon, a group of heroes finally entered the ancient village.

"Everyone, you should be able to arrive in Tongzhou City at noon tomorrow. You will be here tonight, but you must be more careful."

Dongfang Bai shouted.

"Yes, the head of the ward."

A group of heroes responded one after another.

The unloading truck, the unloading horse, the horse, the whole thing is busy.

Soon, the bonfire burned and the sky fell completely into darkness.

"Shaoxia Zhang, taste the fine wine we brought from Shu."

Zhao San, a young man next to Dongfang Bai, had a smile on his face and threw a wine bag for Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan was not polite either. He grabbed it, pulled out the plug, and started to smell it gently.

"Good wine!"

Show admiration.

Zhao San also threw a wine bag for Feng Li.

"Thank you."

Feng Li took it and nodded.

"Zhao San, drink less at night. The more you are at this time, the less you cannot relax your vigilance."

Dongfang Bai warned.

"Yes, the head of the ward."

Zhao San smiled embarrassedly and had to put the wine bag he took back.

After smelling the smell of wine emitted by Zhang Yuan, he felt a little hungry.

Zhang Yuan raised his head and took a sip of the wine, and started eating it with cooked meat.

"Young Master Zhang, you just mentioned that the Western Poison Ouyang Feng entered the Quanzhen Sect, what after?"

Zhao San endured that he would not think about the wine and asked.

The other men also moved their eyes and surrounded them.

“Want to know?”

Zhang Yuan smiled.

"Yes, has the Nine Yin Scriptures been stolen?"

Zhao San showed an urgent look.

"If you want to know what happens next, please listen to the next breakdown."

Zhang Yuan smiled.

A group of people couldn't wait to pester Zhang Yuan.

Dongfang Bai also showed doubts and fell into thinking: "The Western poisonous Ouyang Feng seems to be a good person."

"Is there really this person?"

Zhao San and others all stared at each other.

Feng Li was also surprised and looked at Dongfang Bai.

Zhang Yuan looked at Dongfang Bai in confusion.

"According to the news I received, a major event happened on the border of the Han Dynasty. It seemed that a treasure was born and was finally taken away by this Western poison Ouyang Feng."

Dongfang Bai’s solemn Tao.

Major families have begun to block this matter.

But he made extensive friends and still got some news.

hehe.

Zhang Yuan smiled and took another sip of wine.

Everyone around them showed curiosity and asked Dongfang Bai in detail.

Unfortunately, Dongfang Bai didn't understand well, so he shook his head gently and stopped talking.

The night is getting darker.

After two patrol personnel were separated, the rest went to rest.

Zhang Yuan and Feng Li also found a carriage and meditated on their own.

late at night.

There was silence around, with only the sound of firewood burning, and a slight explosion.

The sound of wolf roars came one after another in the distance, full of crises.

The two experts in the convoy, Xu Biao and Wei Yong, who practiced Taizu Changquan, have reached the point of entering the hall.

The two of them looked sharp, like a hawk in the dark night, looking carefully at the darkness around them.

Silently, a fragrance blew with the night wind, intoxicating the soul and making people's pores open.

Xu Biao sniffed his nose gently, with a puzzled look on his face and said, "What a fragrant smell."

His body shaking and suddenly fell to the ground.

Wei Yong, not far away, also turned black in front of him and rushed over.

Then the characters in the convoy fell asleep one by one under the fragrance and all fell to the ground.

In the carriage.

Feng Li also smelled the fragrance and felt dizzy. He seemed to be unable to exert his strength and rushed towards endless fatigue. He suddenly woke up and bit his tongue.

"Not good, there's something weird."

Hurry up and forever, but dizziness came. Even though he tried hard to resist, his internal strength was too weak, and his eyelids soon became dark, and his eyes were dark. With a thump, he collapsed in the carriage.

“Hehehehehehe```”

In the dark night, there was a laugh like a night owl, harsh and weird.

"One sword in life, one sword in death, one sword in death, and no one knows the height of the sky, and the origin of life and death is the only sword!"

The hoarse voice, like an old night cry, echoed quietly in the darkness, saying, "Old Dongfang, after being separated for many years, I didn't expect that we would meet again?"

All the carriages fell into silence.

It seems that everyone is already asleep.

Whoosh!
To be continued...