Country of Yuan Wu, Yao Feng County.
In a teahouse.
The storyteller's saliva flew everywhere. "On the third day of the third month, in the Grandmaster Battle of White Cloud Mountain, the White Tiger Star Lord displayed his prowess and defeated the Sect Masters of the six major sects in a row. He was hailed as the number one expert among the unorthodox factions!"
"Just after that … Emperor Yuanwu was suddenly killed by a tiger demon amidst an army of a hundred thousand. Some say that the tiger demon was the White Tiger Star Lord … At that time, the tiger demon's body spread, it was dozens of feet tall, and its bloody mouth swallowed thousands of people like a city gate …"
…
"How dare you!"
A scholar who was listening to a book suddenly stood up. "The imperial court has already announced to the world that the late emperor died of illness … How dare you make up such a story? Aren't you afraid I'll report you to the authorities? "
The storyteller's face turned pale, and he repeatedly explained that the words of a novelist could not be completely trusted. In addition, there were a few more words of advice from the people around him, and only then did the scholar leave, cursing and swearing.
The storyteller wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead. He did not dare to continue talking about that. Instead, he changed the topic and said, "Hmm … We were talking about the White Tiger Star Lord earlier. He killed many people on White Cloud Mountain and became famous all over the world. Everyone, do you know that he also has a relationship with our Soaring Phoenix County?"
"Oh? Tell me! "
This once again aroused the interest of a group of listeners, and they immediately tipped him a lot of copper coins.
In the corner, Fang Xian silently stood up, casually tossed out a piece of silver, and walked out.
"Things remain the same, but people have changed …"
After a few rounds, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
In Wavering Phoenix County, the Zhang Clan and the Liu Clan had already been destroyed. After all, they had lost their Innate Stage cultivators in the Martial Arts Circle Convention. Their strength had been greatly reduced, and they had also encountered a major change in the Country of Yuan Wu.
However, the Five Forms Gate was still preserved.
"After all … the tolerance and tolerance of a clan is smaller than that of a sect. That's because a sect can choose as many outstanding disciples as they want to ensure that their lineage will not be broken. But a clan can't. Even if the son is not talented, he is still a son. How can they not nurture him?"
At this moment, Fang Xian had already used Zhai Xing Lou's secret technique to change his appearance and bones, becoming a completely different person.
If he were to break ties with the two great Daoist veins, he might just die suddenly like Chu Kuangren in the future.
Before the battle, he had to end the Karma of this body so that he could focus.
A girl changes eighteen times between womanhood and womanhood, and it was the same for a man.
He had left home when he was a teenager. Now that several years had passed, even his parents might not be able to recognize his true appearance.
Besides, he didn't change his appearance completely. He only changed the frame of his original face, and he could still vaguely see the shadow of his former self.
Fang Xian returned to the county, rented an ox cart, and bought a large number of things. Only then did he leisurely drive the cart back to Mount Daqing.
…
At the foot of Mount Daqing, in a small village.
Several years had passed, but this place still hadn't changed much. It was as if everything had happened yesterday.
Fang Xian, the "new face", drove an ox cart back. This was the biggest topic of conversation and the most interesting thing of the day. It immediately attracted a lot of attention, and even children followed from afar.
He arrived at his old home and saw an old man chopping firewood in the garden. He looked even older than before, and he couldn't help but feel a bit sad as he pushed open the door.
"Who?"
Wang Laogen wiped the sweat off his face and looked at the burly young man. He felt a little strange.
"It's me, Wang Xiao Er!"
Fang Xian said.
"You are … Wang Xiao Er?"
Wang Laogen looked up and down, and from Fang Xian's changed face, he found a shadow of his former self. The corner of his eyes instantly turned red.
He casually looked around, took out a piece of firewood, and pretended to hit him. "You little brat, why did you leave for so many years? There was no news from you, and your mother and I thought you died outside. "
"You dare hit my son?"
A person walked out of the house. It was Wang Laogen's wife, Yun Hua. She looked at Fang Xian and immediately burst into tears. "My son …"
"Don't cry, don't cry. It's a good thing that I'm back … and I brought many good things."
Fang Xian brought the two outside, and showed them the ox cart full of things. "Where are Big Brother and Little Sister?"
"Your Big Brother is in the fields, and Little Sister is married. She's getting married in this village … Call them all here today, and let's have a good dinner tonight." Wang Laogen touched one and looked at the other, and said with a smile.
"So it's Wang Xiao Er … I knew this kid looked familiar."
"I remember this kid. When he was young, he was good at hunting."
"I heard he went out to adventure, and seems to be doing well. Look at that cloth, tsk tsk …"
The surrounding villagers were all envious.
To them, this was a good young man who went out to adventure, and now he was back. It was a good thing, and it represented hope.
…
Night.
Under the oil lamp, the table was filled with dishes.
Air-dried salted fish, oily pig trotters, old hen soup … Wang Da's son and daughter looked at it, and they swallowed their saliva.
But the originally gluttonous little sister was now a married woman, and she was more reserved, and asked Fang Xian about his experiences outside.
Fang Xian drank a mouthful of wine, and filled up Wang Laogen and Wang Da's cups. "After I left home, I went to the north. First, I learned a few skills in an escort agency, and then I became a traveling merchant …"
"Now that you're back, are you still leaving? You're not married yet. "
His mother, Yun Hua, nagged. She had been thinking about this.
"I didn't expect that after two lives, I still can't escape this …"
Fang Xian's face darkened. "I haven't found anyone I like, and I'll be leaving in a few days … It's hard to do business now."
Without waiting for them to speak, he took out two envelopes of silver, a total of ten ingots worth five taels, and they shone brightly under the oil lamp.
It wasn't that he couldn't take out more, but if he wasn't here, taking it out would cause trouble.
"Here's fifty taels of silver … I went to look for the village chief and bought some land from our village and the neighboring villages, so we have fifty mu of land … What I mean is, Big Brother will take ten taels of silver for ten mu of land, and Little Sister will take five taels of silver for five mu of land.
Fifty mu of land, he could be considered a small landlord in the village, and he could live a good life.
If he went to the city, there would be all kinds of complicated forces, and it would be better to stay in the village to avoid trouble.
After all, he knew the ins and outs, and Fang Xian went to intimidate the village chief, and it wouldn't be a problem.
"That's too much …"
Little sister Wang Shanhua looked at her second brother with tears in her eyes.
A married daughter was like spilled water. She didn't expect that she still had so much land and money to take.
"Take it."
Fang Xian sighed.
If he could expose his identity, the ten thousand mu of land and the rich family wouldn't be a problem.
However, he had too many enemies now, and if he didn't want to be exterminated, he had to keep a low profile.
He even asked himself, even if he became invincible in the future, he couldn't reveal this relationship.
Otherwise, before he died, everything would be fine.
If he died, and he didn't have a capable disciple to protect him, it was hard to say what would happen.
In this world, even a grandmaster could only live for two hundred years. This was fate!
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