"Tu Sanren, this time you brought back one tenth of the goods you brought back, as Shang'er said, leaving you with you the others.

If anyone is dissatisfied, please let him come to me.

As for when to cooperate next time, Shang'er will discuss it with you after a while.

Now let Shang'er come over and I have something to say to him."

Yuan Buwei's faint voice sounded in the void, and he clearly felt everywhere, but only let the pioneers and Jiang Shang hear it.

After hearing these words, the pioneer's expression changed drastically, and his eyes were filled with a little horror.

"Refining the emptiness and communicating the way, sending voices for thousands of miles!"

This is one of the characteristics of the Martial Saint realm. He uses the will of martial arts to seize the will of heaven and earth, and uses my heart to replace the heart of heaven. In his realm, he is heaven and earth.

The most obvious manifestations include this kind of voice transmission from thousands of miles away.

Don't look at the simple transmission of this voice transmission.

But just think about it, two people who are dozens of miles away can make private calls without any obstacles.

This shows that one of the people is always in the gaze of the other person.

The person who took the initiative to start the call had his spirit and will that could spread dozens of miles away.

This is not a loud voice, but a passive propagation of sound waves.

It is a proof of the thorough implementation of will.

Within a range of dozens of miles, he is the master of heaven and earth here. As long as he thinks, no one can escape his gaze.

What is going to be further increased is the Soul Locking of Thousand Miles.

It is said that the great master of Martial Saint can lock a person's position with a wisp of breath left in the air.

Even if the man escapes to the ends of the world, he cannot escape such mysterious means.

The pioneer has no doubt at all now.

He glanced at the sky with fear, and there seemed to be an eye on him.

Then he muttered:

"I have to agree even if you don't say it. This seems like I'm scared."

"But who made us have a good relationship? I'll bear this little infamy."

After saying that, he looked at Jiang Shang and said:

"You have heard what your godfather said. I will leave one-tenth of the goods I brought back this time. All of them are first-class good goods.

As for the money, it will be gone.

There was another thing about the fact that the Daoguan asked us to increase the number of trading transactions.

There was a hurry to ask there, and I said I would come back to consider it.

So this time I brought back a little guy from the Demon Suppression Pass. If you decide, go see him and reply to him.

Why……"

As he said that, he patted the big bald head hard again and sighed:

"It's really his grandma's envy!"

"Go away!"

He waved his hands, put them behind him, and left facing the sun, inexplicably with a hint of desolation and loneliness.

I think he has become a great master in the innate world for so many years, but he hasn't even touched the threshold of the Martial Saint.

Jiang Shang was confused when he heard the words of the pioneer, and only felt that a firework exploded in his heart, full of brilliant smell.

Has Yuan Gan Dad really become a martial saint?

This thought flashed in his mind.

It was obvious that Yuan Gandad said before that he might not be sure of ten years, but now he is only less than half a year, so this efficiency is too fast.

Seeing the pioneer leaving lonely, Jiang Shang felt that his future was bright.

If he had thought of walking on thin ice before, he would be the flying dragon riding his face and completely crushing his pleasure.

The boss is in the bottom line, and I don’t know how to lose.

As this situation develops, he will soon become the second Martial Saint!

For a moment, his sorrow disappeared.

...

Houshan Shuitang.

Yuan Buwei stood up with a sword in his left hand and a knife in his right hand.

The sword is a blood-red battle knife, and the sword is a long sword as thin as a cicada's wings.

Swords intersect, and two different wills are constantly clashing, and even the air makes a burning sound.

It probably seems that something is being electrocuted.

Beads of sweat the size of beans oozed out of Yuan Buwei's forehead, which obviously seemed to be just a sword, but for him, it was very difficult.

At the same time, he murmured.

The pioneers in front of the thatched hut and Jiang Shang heard the previous words.

Until the pioneer leaves.

He suddenly threw out the sword in his hand.

Rumble!!!

The pond in front of me seemed to have been stabbed into the artery by this sword. Two huge vortexes hundreds of meters wide appeared instantly, and you could still vaguely see the mud rolling up from the bottom of the pond.

Huge waterfall exploded in the air, and rainbows appeared in the sun, outlining a beautiful picture.

Yuan Buwei stood under the bursting water splash, and a transparent air hood all over his body blocked the sputtering water splash, making him look like an immortal and a god.

Jiang Shang, who happened to arrive, saw this scene at first sight and shouted in his heart.

"Godfather."

He exclaimed, "Who made you angry?"

"What do you think?"

Yuan Buwei turned around and looked at Jiang Shang with a hint of fatigue in his voice.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Jiang Shang actually saw a hint of resentment in Yuan Gandad’s eyes.

The excitement on his face suddenly subsided.

Because he seemed to see the answer from Yuan’s godfather’s eyes - the person who made his godfather angry was himself.

So the air suddenly became quiet.

"Hehehehe..."

Jiang Shang touched his head and smiled foolishly.

"Why……"

Seeing Jiang Shang's appearance, Yuan Buwei couldn't say anything to blame him.

He just shook his head and sighed, then stomped his feet gently, and the sword that fell into the pond seemed to be pulled by something, pierced the water surface, falling to his feet, one left and one right.

"Godfather, are you?"

When Jiang Shang saw Yuan Gandad's appearance, he knew that the storm that might have come was gone, and he became bolder again.

"Shang'er, how do you treat you for your father?"

Yuan Buwei didn't answer the question.

Jiang Shang was a little confused, but he still answered honestly:

"Shang'er is very grateful to me as a parent-child."

Yuan Buwei said: "Then why do you want to cheat your father and tell the Tusan people that you have broken through to the Martial Saint for your father?"

Jiang Shang thought to himself that it was this.

He answered according to his previous thoughts.

"I didn't say that godfather, you broke through. I just wanted to scare him. These were all guessed by the master first, and then he wasn't guessing right?

Godfather, don’t worry. I saw that Master Xian knew the person in his heart and would not talk nonsense, causing trouble for you.”

Yuan Buwei suddenly said: "Who said he guessed it right?"

Jiang Shang was stunned, and then his eyes looked at Yuan Gandad with astonishment.

"My guess?"
To be continued...