The Mightiest Little Peasant

In the corner of Longhuang, there is a mountain range called Shangyang Mountain.

This Shangyang Mountain is unremarkable, there is no immortal vein, few cultivators patronize, and only some low-level cultivators will open the cave here.

But recently, this mountain range has become lively.

From the four sides of Longhuang, cultivators came here one after another and gathered in this mountain range.

In the past few days, the streamer in the sky has not stopped.

Some of these cultivators came from all major clans of Longhuang, some from various denominations, and even many loose repairs. They came here from all sides of Longhuang to attend a grand event.

This grand event is called Wanbao Conference.

This meeting takes place every three years in turns in all parties in Longhuang. At this grand meeting, cultivators from all over Longhuang gathered in one place to exchange their experiences and communicate with each other. This is a great event for Longhuang.

In fact, such a grand event is a practice in the practice world. Not only the Dragon and the Wild, but also the other wastes, but the names are different. It is called Wanbao Conference here.

"Come and see, freshly unearthed fine artifacts!"

"An ancient Peerless Practitioner, let's take a look at the exchange of Practical Practitioners!"

On Shangyang Mountain, the shouts continued, and the excitement was extraordinary.

There are people everywhere in the mountains, no matter in the valleys or on both sides of the mountain trails, they are all cultivators. They set up a simple paving with various treasures, pill, elixir, and various robbers. ...

There are so many treasures to be dazzled.

More cultivators wandered between these pavers, picking useful treasures.

After seeing the treasure, there was intense bargaining.

Here, most transactions are made with barter, rarely with spars, because most of them are holy cultivators, and all they can bring out are valuable treasures, which are difficult to measure with spars .

This conference lasted a whole month, attracting countless practitioners to come.

Such a lively place naturally has a wine shop.

In several larger valleys, restaurants have been built early, and every day, these restaurants are full of people and lively.

The cultivators in the building were drinking wine while talking about what happened in Longhuang.

During this time, not only the Longhuang, but the entire Eight Wastelands are calm, so there is no big deal to talk about. They are talking about nothing but rumors and lace rumours.

But on this day, there was a news reaching this place, which caused a wave of waves among these cultivators.

"Did you hear that, the demon with the surname Tang appeared!"

"After nearly four years, he finally appeared again! It was in Nanhuang! This kid was still as ruthless as before. Once he appeared, he exploded the body of dozens of saints and shook Nanhuang."

"It is said that there have been seven robbers going to Nanhuang, but it seems that his whereabouts have not been found! I think he was hiding again!"

The cultivators discussed enthusiastically.

This Tang Hao, still holding the name of Pangu's first evildoer, has received much attention in every move.

In the previous four years, he completely disappeared, and everyone gradually forgot, thinking that he had to hide for at least a few decades. Unexpectedly, this was less than four years before, and he appeared again.

"It's strange to say that the place where he appeared is a small world called Biyuedongtian, a ruin of the emperor realm, and there is only one emperor artifact in it. For ordinary cultivators, the emperor artifact is naturally a dream treasure. But for the kid, the emperor was a fart! How could he expose himself for a piece of emperor?"

The practitioners are a little puzzled.

That kid's treasures are like mountains, there are several pieces of supreme objects, will you also like a piece of emperor?

For an emperor artifact, it is unwise to take the risk of revealing the trails and attracting the nightlords to pursue them.

"Hey! Who knows! This kid is so daring, it's nothing strange."

After discussing for a while, everyone couldn't think of it, but it can only be attributed to this.

"Tang Hao?"

At this time, a group of people came in front of a restaurant, a white-haired old man led the team, followed by several middle-aged men, and several young people.

As soon as they stepped into the restaurant, they heard that all the people in the building were discussing the same person.

They all stunned slightly, showing some surprise.

"Why is this guy again!"

The white-haired old man grunted. In the past ten years, he didn't know how much he heard about this guy, and his ears would hear cocoons!

"Dare to come out at this time, this kid is dead!"

He curled his lips, turned his head, and swept towards the crowd behind him, and fell on one of the shadows. When he saw her in amazement, he sighed softly.

"Don't all say that he has to hide for many years before he dares to come out! Why are he showing up now?"

"Who knows! But his appearance reveals whereabouts, I think he is hanging."

Several young men discussed with great interest.

"Shut up, you little rabbits, what about the surname Tang, what happened to our Zhao family, it's just a lot of mouth, just walk around, this wine doesn't drink, there are too many people, we hurry to go shopping, shopping Go back when finished."

The white-haired old man was not angry.

"Elder..."

The young men were a little confused, and they didn't know how the elder suddenly became angry.

"Hurry up! What a stunned thing!"

The old man with white hair glared at them again.

"Oh!"

They dared not refute, responded obediently, and walked out.

"Qingxue, we are here for a trip, and we will go back after a while!"

The old man with white hair walked to the side of the shadow, said.

"Yes! Elder!"

Zhao Qingxue responded, somewhat absent-minded.

Seeing this, the white-haired old man sighed again.

He took the lead to walk forward and strolled along the road.

After shopping for a long time, they also gained a lot and changed a lot of treasures.

Walking around, suddenly, but listening to the crowd not far ahead, there was a noise of commotion, listen carefully, there was a woman's cry.

"what happened?"

The Zhao people froze and looked forward.

The crowds in the Quartet were also alarmed. They all looked at the past, and many people squeezed forward, wanting to see what happened.

"Don't do much business!"

The white-haired old man looked at him, withdrawn his gaze, and said to everyone behind him.

"Especially you, don't be impulsive, no matter what happens, it's none of our business. Let's go shopping and don't do much business!" Then, he looked at Zhao Qingxue, especially telling him.

"Oh!"

Zhao Qingxue nodded.

The old man with white hair was still a little uneasy. Her temperament, he knew best, was particularly explosive, completely different from the average woman, and especially loved to be unbalanced. Because of this character, I did not know to give him Zhao clan in recent years. How much trouble.

His head hurt when he thought of these troubles.

If he changed other disciples and caused him so much trouble with the Zhao clan, he was punished by the clan a long time ago, but she is not the same. In addition to their Zhao clan, there is a big backer who can’t move at all.

"Don't be impulsive!"

The old man with white hair yelled again, still not assured.

"Got it! Elder, why are you so wordy!"

Zhao Qingxue was impatient.

"I……"

The old man with white hair was choked.

"Elder, let's go and see! Just look!" Zhao Qingxue said, already squeezed forward.

"Don't! Don't!"

The old man was a little anxious. At this moment, he had an unknown hunch in his heart.

"Stunned what to do, hurry up! When she is in trouble, she will hold her for me!" A group of people behind him shouted and hurriedly followed.

All the Zhao people stood there, their faces all odd.

After a bit of laughter, they just followed.