The bald man in gray is named Na Wu. He is one of the four world protagonists in "Tianxuanjie". He is a disciple of Buddhist Arhat and is the oldest of the four world protagonists.
He is a full five years older than Yu Yue, if he has already entered the realm of a great practitioner.
In the pure white mysterious space, Na Wu is the one who talks the most, and there are many and dense words, but the amount of information is extremely low.
He's the kind of character who talks a lot, but doesn't talk about the main point for a long time, and mostly talks about nonsense.
In reality, his mouth was blocked by a gray cloth and he couldn't hold in his fart for a long time.
He was not mute, but he rarely spoke.
The magical power of Buddhism: Shut your stinky mouth - [Shut up your mouth].
However, the "Shut-up Chan" he practiced seemed to be very different from most of the "Shut-up Chan".
As for the woman in red next to him, this is what he dislikes the most.
The woman's name is Mu Bailu. She was born on the day of "Bai Lu" among the twenty-four solar terms, hence her name.
The voice queen has a charming appearance, and her popularity is slightly higher than that of the vitality girl Pei Qianqian, which profoundly proves the saying-cuteness is not worth mentioning in front of sexiness.
Of course, if the vitality girl Pei Qianqian can wear JK, or dead Ku Shui, then that would be another matter.
Mu Bailu is also two years older than Yu Yue. Just last month, he entered the realm of a great practitioner for the first time and just condensed his own domain.
Her master [Yin Si] is also one of the four top strong men in the Tianxuan world, and his strength is not weaker than that of the Saint Master and Arhat.
In terms of strength, Mu Bailu is slightly inferior to Nan Wu, and is probably no match for Nan Wu.
But judging from the way the two get along, the great monk seems to be an easy target to bully. It doesn't matter that he looks dull, but he also... can't talk back.
Being banned is really a bit miserable.
At this moment, a white rabbit ran through the forest.
The little white rabbit is extremely cute, and you will be fascinated by it once you take a look at it. You can tell right away...the quality of the meat is excellent.
Mu Bailu lightly stamped her foot, and a pebble fell into her hand. Then she flicked her finger and hit the plump rabbit.
Her natal item is [Arrow], and it has the attribute [Must hit].
This woman's arrows have no misses.
Once locked by her domain, it is impossible to escape.
Her arrows, combined with the magical power of her lineage, will turn into arrows that are sure to hit!
Na Wu glanced at the rabbit, but he didn't feel dissatisfied like a monk would when he saw the rabbit killed in person.
What he cultivates is his own Buddha, and that is his own business.
He can avoid eating meat and fish, but according to his lineage of Buddhism, he will not force others to follow suit.
Mu Bailu, who looked like a witch in red clothes, walked over and picked up the rabbit ears, then walked to Nan Wu and said: "Bald head, open your mouth and say to remove the hair."
Na Wu ignored her, still looking distracted.
Mu Bailu raised his eyebrows and said, "Then light a fire for me. My aunt would be too lazy to let you light a fire if she wasn't afraid that you would choke her if you don't speak."
Na Wu glanced at her, and finally pulled off the gray cloth in front of his mouth, and then said one word.
He just had a mouth shape, but no sound.
Judging from the shape of his mouth, he said: "Make a fire."
The next moment, a ball of flames appeared out of thin air and burned on the ground!
Mu Bailu nodded with satisfaction and began to cast spells to deal with the rabbit.
Nan Wu turned his back and began to be in a daze again.
"Bald Bald, you say... this way to Chaoge, has he returned to Momen?" Mu Bailu glanced at the beautiful scenery of Qinglongchuan and said: "We have all passed by Qinglongchuan, if we don't take the opportunity to go there, Visiting Momen always feels like your trip is in vain."
As he said that, he looked at the shiny head and saw Na Wu nodded slightly.
"Does your nodding mean that he should return to the sect, or do you think that not going to Momen would be a waste of time?" Mu Bailu asked again.
Ah, communication is so tiring.
My aunt really wants to tear into pieces his stinky mouth that can speak but is silent!
Hearing this, Nan Wu first spread his hands and then nodded.
The former means that he doesn't know, and the latter means that he also feels a little regretful.
In the group chat, they heard Yu Yue and Pei Qianqian mention this name too many times.
Momenlu Chaoge is a high-frequency word in group chats.
Fortunately, this pure white space does not have the function of searching chat history keywords.
Otherwise, if you enter the three words [Lu Chaoge], a large list of chat records will pop up.
As time went by, the two of them also heard too many legends about Lu Chaoge.
Among them, some rumors made them feel a little outrageous.
"Is it that exaggerated?" This was their instinctive thought.
Many of Lu Chaoge's facts, to the ears of others, sound completely unconventional and beyond imagination.
If it weren't for Yu Yue, the number one fan, and Pei Qianqian, the new fan girl, they might still be skeptical.
However, Yu Yue, the number one fan, had a deliberate cover-up between the lines in the group chat.
He tried his best to hide that he admired Lu Chaoge!
But everyone can see through his clumsy cover-up and see through the phenomenon to see the essence...
Pei Qianqian, a girl with vitality, was much more free and easy. Later, she simply talked about Uncle Lu in the group chat without even bothering to hide it.
"I heard that Lu Chaoge is one of the most handsome men in the world. Many people who have met him say that his strength is invincible, but his appearance is unparalleled in the world." Mu Bailu said.
After all, she is a woman, and opposites attract each other. When hearing such an extreme word that is unique in the world, she will still be somewhat curious.
Just like when I was a student, when I heard my classmates say that so-and-so was the school idol, I always wanted to see what this school idol looked like.
However, Namo Baldhead, who was as calm as day, definitely had no such thoughts. Therefore, he was in a state of distraction again, as if he did not hear Mu Bailu's words.
Mu Bailu had already taken care of the rabbit and started roasting the rabbit meat.
The rich aroma of meat made Nan Wu couldn't help but take a few steps back.
Mu Bailu looked at the back of the bald man and said with a smile: "Hey, bald man, your ability to speak comes true, do you want to try it on Lu Chaoge?"
"If you call Lu Chaoge, will he suddenly pop up?"
Nan Wu shrugged his shoulders slightly, as if he was speechless by this seductive woman in red.
No, he was speechless to begin with.
Seeing Na Wu's dull and helpless look, Mu Bailu just thought it was fun to play with him and said: "Let's go, bald man. We will pass by Momen later and pay a visit. If Lu Chaoge is not here, we can leave earlier. "
Namo nodded.
Although he was not interested in Lu Chaoge's appearance, he was still very interested in him as a person.
Who wouldn’t be interested in the young man who is currently the most popular in the Tianxuan world and has an extraordinary reputation
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Qingzhou, the endless sea.
Young Yang Shu went to the village well every day to fetch water as usual.
This young man with red lips and white teeth, with a male body and a female appearance, is already somewhat used to this kind of life.
Despite working so hard every day, his skin is still white and tender, his arms and legs are thin, and he doesn't look strong at all.
But the skill of fetching water has become more and more proficient.
After filling a large bucket of water, Yang Shu couldn't help but think of his most respected master uncle.
"I heard that the spiritual enlightenment of the master's uncle has unprecedented water power."
"Then for the master uncle, getting water may just be a thought, right?"
Yang Shu put another empty bucket into the well. He could now fetch two buckets of water from one bucket at a time.
It's just that two buckets of water will bring a huge burden to him.
When he returned to the courtyard out of breath, he saw Luo Heshan, an old man with a broken leg, sitting quietly on a chair.
As soon as Yang Shu entered the door, he looked at him deeply.
The young Yang Shu has always been afraid of his grandfather. After all, his grandfather's temper is really bad. Therefore, after feeling his grandfather's gaze, he immediately shrank his neck, wondering if he had done something wrong again today.
Luo Heshan felt angry again when he saw this little gesture.
But today, he just sighed, and then said: "Pour the water into the water tank, and then roll over. I have something to tell you."
Yang Shu nodded and quickly followed the instructions, fearing that if he dilly-dallyed, he would make his grandfather unhappy again.
After pouring the water, he walked quickly to the old man while wiping the water droplets on his hands on his linen clothes.
"Squat down, don't let me look up at you." Luo Heshan said angrily.
Yang Shu quickly followed suit.
During the days he stayed with Luo Heshan, he actually grew taller.
Luo Heshan took a look at this young man with a delicate face, red lips and white teeth, and felt that the child's appearance was more feminine, and his body was also a little thinner.
What can these small shoulders carry
I don’t know if my eyesight is too dim and I’ve seen things wrongly.
"Are you homesick?" Luo Heshan suddenly asked.
Yang Shu was stunned by this lackluster question.
If it was an ordinary question, he might not dare to answer it, but this question... Yang Shu nodded directly.
Momen, he meant it.
He missed his master and his uncle.
I miss my senior brothers and sisters, and I also crave the food cooked by my uncle.
The young man, like other Momen disciples, regards Momen as his family.
It is not just as simple as a sect, but the master and uncle are also family members in the true sense.
As for missing home, Yang Shu will not deny it and cannot deny it.
"I just think about it, I don't dare to say it on weekdays!" Luo Heshan raised his arm with some age spots and slapped Yang Shu's head hard.
Yang Shu timidly closed his eyes before the old man waved, but he didn't hide and took the blow firmly.
During these days, he had long been used to being whipped.
"Go back and take a look." Luo Heshan said to Yang Shu.
The young man immediately opened his eyes and glanced at the old man unexpectedly.
"What, you're not happy to give you a holiday?" Luo Heshan's tone became irritable again.
Yang Shu shook his head quickly, not daring to speak.
Luo Heshan patted his head hard again, and his sealed cultivation recovered immediately.
At the same time, he was also surprised to find that his cultivation level had actually improved again.
"Let's go, let's go now. I feel less worried when you're not around, but I'm annoyed just by looking at you." Luo Heshan said, controlling the wooden wheelchair to go to the table.
The old man had nothing to do, so he kept knitting straw sandals in the courtyard.
Yang Shu didn’t know why the old man kept knitting straw sandals, just like he didn’t know why the old man kept asking him to fetch water.
Luo Heshan once told him that he didn't know why he knitted straw sandals.
This is what his master taught him.
But this one has been compiled for so many years.
He randomly pulled out a pair of straw sandals from the pile, then threw them to Yang Shu impatiently, saying: "Put them on, and then get out of here."
Yang Shu took the straw sandals and looked at his grandfather blankly.
Grandpa knitted straw sandals every day, but he never gave him a pair.
Yang Shu put on his shoes. The pair of shoes that the old man randomly pulled out from the pile of straw sandals actually fit his feet perfectly.
After changing, he took two steps with a smile on his face, obviously very happy.
This young man's clean smile fell into Luo Heshan's eyes, which only made the old man think: "Are you too bad-tempered towards him on weekdays?"
"Let's go, let's go." The old man urged again impatiently.
Yang Shu hurriedly bowed to Luo Heshan and said: "Grandpa, then... should I leave first?"
"I don't do things neatly and neatly. From now on, swords will be as soft as people. Get out of here. I'm annoyed by you!" Luo Heshan couldn't help but get angry again.
Yang Shu quickly ran away and ran out of the small courtyard.
Just standing outside the small courtyard, the young man saluted again into the house before turning around and leaving.
Along the way, the villagers greeted Yang Shu, and Yang Shu responded one by one.
After walking out of the village, he started flying around.
The villagers didn't know that this young man who was always teased by them and teased by them, and even a widow would deliberately nudge his round buttocks like a millstone, was actually a swordsman.
"It's been a long time since I've been flying." Yang Shu felt the wind blowing and felt happy in his heart.
The young man looked at the vast blue sky. For some reason, he felt that the sky was not as high as it seemed before.
On the other side, after Yang Shu left, the old man with a broken leg, Luo Heshan, remained motionless, looking down at the pile of straw shoes.
"A cripple without feet has been knitting shoes all his life." He chuckled, not knowing what he was feeling.
After about half an hour, the old man and his wooden wheelchair disappeared from the small courtyard.
Through the technique of traveling, he came to the sky above the endless sea and arrived at the location of the Eye of Chaos.
"It really doesn't stop." He glanced down in disgust.
"The ninth wave is still here." A trace of fierceness flashed in Luo Heshan's eyes.
Then, a sword appeared in his hand.
A sword that is longer than an ordinary sword, but the blade is extremely narrow, only half as wide as an ordinary long sword.
The sword was quietly stored in the scabbard, being kept warm.
Everyone knows that Luo Heshan, one of the Four Divine Swords, keeps his sword in a scabbard.
His sword can only be unsheathed a limited number of times in a lifetime.
Now, only the last sword is left.
"Oh, I'm tired of waiting." The old man with a broken leg muttered to himself.
(End of chapter)