Treading Blood to Sky’s End Chapter 2166: Daozhang Nanyuan

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The smoke-filled place of sin has been renamed Liuyan Mountain after the last reshuffle.

It is known to the outside world as the Seventy-Two Factions of Liu Yan, and even the Yan Prison Kingdom is included in it. After all, the former owner Duan Shichao is dead, and the royal family split after they fled.

But Yandi City did not change its name.

First of all, this is a city built by the Balrog, and it is also the oldest city in the Land of Sin. It has been using this name for more than 100,000 years, and it has great influence.

Secondly, he killed the woman from Duan Shichao, whom others called Scarlet Fairy, and used the orthodox fire-type magic power of the Yuansheng Realm. Ninety-percent of the monks in the Lantern Lotus Realm and the Land of Sins had fire-type main skills. , causing many people to have an inexplicable affinity for her. The first batch of local monks to visit him simply called her the empress.

Na Zeng thought that the first thing she did was to let them divide the Flame Prison Kingdom, and let the sects of these aristocratic families create their own forces and manage them properly. If there was any neglect, she would be held accountable. In addition, she Don't interfere.

Even the name of the place of sin was changed by another woman around her who found it unpleasant, so she changed it to Liu Yan.

No one has any objection to this.

The land of sin always makes them feel like they are born sinners.

At that time, the Flame Prison Kingdom was divided into more than a hundred sects, but they were quickly annexed and became more than a dozen sects. Then all the forces in Liuyan Mountain also divided and merged during this impact, and in the end there were only five Nineteen factions.

The reason why it is called seventy-two is that there are actually more than seventy-two. If you really want to hit the target, there are seventy-six. However, there is something special about these seventeen sects. They all belong to the same lineage. There are two or three more, and only one person less. , but they are really strong, otherwise they would have robbed them of their three-thirds of an acre of land.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat, and there will always be people coveting it.

No, a young man fell in love with it!

The boy standing in front of a thatched hut was about thirteen or fourteen years old. He had a well-behaved appearance and a bronze skin with the characteristics of Liuyan. However, his hair was dry and curly, and it was a mess, as if it had been struck by thunder.

"Nine out of ten sects of this lineage were demoted from Nantianya. The person in front of me is said to have broken through Nantian Pass three times. With such perseverance, who can I help if I don't help him?"

The young man made some calculations and asked the Taoist who was planting fire rice outside the thatched house: "Taoist, will you accept a disciple?"

"I won't accept it, I won't accept it." The Taoist priest directly refused.

The young man said stubbornly: "The village chief said that I have a strange destiny and that I am a person blessed by fate. The Taoist priest will definitely not lose money if he takes me."

"Where did this wild child come from?" The Taoist priest raised his head, revealing a handsome face with three long beards, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, skin like rain, without losing the air of a fairy.

He took a look at the young man and saw nothing special about him. He was ordinary, not ugly in appearance, but not good-looking either. He just seemed well-behaved, as if he was a good boy who was upright and could not tell lies. It's just that it's too dark, not like those little fairies with tender skin and delicate flesh.

He, Taoist Nanyuan, also pays attention to his appearance. His qualifications may not be good, but he must have extraordinary looks and refined temperament. How can he have any face if he takes this vulgar black boy out?

"Let's go. This has nothing to do with your qualifications. Even if you are talented, you can't get into my door with your looks and bearing."

"Why?" The young man seemed not to understand.

Nan Yuan looked a little displeased and said: "Do you still want me to say this? You are so ugly!"

"People in the village say I'm good-looking." The young man was still very stubborn.

"That's because they don't understand... Oh, go ahead. Even Potian, you can't enter my house."

The young man still didn't seem to understand, and asked: "Then how can you accept me?"

"You can't understand human language?" Nan Yuan laughed angrily and said, "Then why do you insist on worshiping me as your teacher? The Seventy-Two Sect of Liuyan will always have a place to take you in."

"I despise them." The young man said.

Nan Yuan was stunned and turned to stare at the young man in surprise. He saw that the young man's face was expressionless and very serious. He didn't look like he was bragging or lying at all. Instead, he was serious and stated the truth without a smile.

"Hey, why do you look down on me?" Nan Yuan asked with a smile.

The young man asked: "Why do you look down on me?"

"You look ugly."

"I'm not ugly."

Nan Yuan stared carefully and found that it was indeed not ugly, but the afro affected his image too much, so he couldn't help but change his words: "You are evil."

A trace of disappointment flashed in the young man's eyes, and he turned around and left.

Nan Yuan suddenly became depressed.

Without these few words, even if the young man knelt down and cried bitterly, he would not even frown.

But after chatting for a while and seeing the disappointed look on the boy's face when he was rejected because of his dark skin, Nan Yuan felt a little uncomfortable.

A very interesting boy, but unfortunately he is dark, thin, unattractive, and has an afro.

"Hey, this kid hasn't said why he doesn't like her yet." Nan Yuan thought of this, and immediately took out a mirror, stared at himself in the mirror, dipped some saliva on his thumb, and then scratched two strips of some saliva. He crossed his eyebrows and then smiled: "Of course I am so good-looking! This brat knows how to look at faces at such a young age. It will be hard to find a wife in the future."

The little guilt in his heart disappeared in a flash, and Master Nanyuan concentrated on planting rice.

He has planted more than a thousand Huoling rice plants. Each plant is one foot apart, and the front, back, left, and right are exactly the same. They are so neat and impeccable that they look very pleasing to the eye. !

I thought this matter would be over, but I didn’t know that the young man came again the next day, and this time he came prepared!

The boy who was as white as plaster asked as soon as he arrived: "Can you take me in today?"

When Nan Yuan saw it, he immediately said angrily: "Don't talk about whether to accept it or not. Tell me, who did it for you?"

"In the town five miles away, there is an aunt selling gouache on the street."

"I guessed it was her! Why are you looking for her? You should be looking for her across the street from the shopkeeper Meiyun of Qianxiangfang. Her craftsmanship is as white as red and as gentle as jade. It is difficult for ordinary people to recognize it with the naked eye. It’s just... you don’t have money, you’re nothing. I don’t want you, do you understand? You now... now... your whole body seems to be covered in flour, and you can turn into a dumpling if you are thrown into the pot. Okay, go wash it up quickly.”

"It won't be white after washing it." The young man said.

Nan Yuan collapsed and said: "You are not white to begin with!"

The young man looked at himself cutely and said: "I am very white now, can you accept me?"

"..." After being speechless for a while, Nan Yuan asked: "Why are you so persistent?"

Nan Yuan has never encountered difficult little guys. Some of them gave him gifts for a year in a row in order to become his teacher, some of them knelt for seven days and nights, and some of them knelt in front of his door until their heads were bleeding.

This is not called persistence, this is called doing whatever it takes to achieve the goal.

They are forcing you in disguise, threatening you to accept him, otherwise you will be cold-blooded and heartless!

This black boy is different. I think he is black, so he goes to find someone to paint him as a fan. This is not a method of coercion, but a clumsy way to change his own problems.

Just like a woman who wants to please her own appearance, she makes the other person appreciate her more.

The young man pointed at Nanluo Qisha, which could be seen from thousands of miles away, and said, "I heard you have been up there."

"Well, it's a pity that I didn't make it." Nan Yuan didn't blush and asked, "You want to go up too?"

"The ancestor in the village said that his ancestor came down from above. What he wants to do most in his life is to go back and have a look. If he can't go there, he hopes that we can go up to fulfill his wish."

"Alas, I have seen many people who have misled others' children, and it seems that there are quite a few who have misled my own children!" Nan Yuan smiled bitterly, but waved his hand and said: "You go, go somewhere else, as long as you have good talent and are willing to work hard, The teacher can't help you, you can go up by yourself, I'm not suitable for you."

"Can you teach me if you don't want to become a disciple?"

"Hey!"

Nan Yuan had just turned around to look for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuｽuan.com when he was attracted back by the young man's words. He couldn't help but smile and said: "Why don't you become a disciple, but I still want to teach you?"

The young man said: "Because you don't accept me, but I want to learn from you."

"Why?" Nan Yuan held back his smile and asked, "Because I'm good-looking?"

The young man shook his head: "I heard that many people who have been there have died, and few of those who have come back dare to go again. You have been able to come back three times. I think you are the most powerful."

Nan Yuan was a little sluggish.

After failing three times, he is said to be the most powerful. Should he laugh? You should still cry!

Waving his hand again, Nan Yuan turned around and walked towards the thatched house, but he carried the young man on his back and said, "If you can plant those seedlings well, I will teach you the right things and you will be paid as wages."