"Haha, there is indeed."

Mr. Nangong was very happy and picked up the bamboo tube and asked for sorghum wine.

"I have been in southern Xinjiang for so long, and I miss this thing very much. There is little food here and I can't bear to make wine. I often simply ferment the rice, without steaming or filtering it. The taste is thin, and I don't think of the sorghum wine in the Central Plains at all."

They greeted each other two cups, and they were both practitioners, and their topics extended very quickly.

Nangong Xiaomao told Fang Chang about his heels and childhood. He was from a small village in the Central Plains, and it was not rich. This name was because his biological parents thought it was easy to support him. He once helped his family with farm work every day and also knew some words in the village school.

Later, when he was eighteen years old, a practitioner passed by a village and took him on the path of cultivation because of fate. After a few years, after he achieved some success in his practice, he remembered the wish to continue studying when he was a child, and began to visit knowledgeable people to study.

Later, Mr. Nangong began to dress as a scholar and travel around with a bookcase on his back, but mainly in Jiangnan and Bashu. This was not only relaxing, but also to improve the way he followed. Later, when he arrived in the 100,000 mountains, he remembered the teachings in the book and began to teach the children in the village to read and enlighten them.

Now in this village, Nangong lives in the best houses that the villagers have cleaned up. However, he did not let the grain and salt be out of the village, but bought it from outside and brought it in. He asked someone to cook it for him every day, and then used salt to make some dishes for him.

They also talked about the current situation and discussed the rise and fall of the world:

"How do you feel about the situation in the world will develop? You once said that you are proficient in the art of looking at the qi. I wonder if the court is declining and the rebel army is in great power, will it be successful?" Mr. Nangong slowly chewed the roasted pheasant wings made by the villagers and asked Fang Chang.

"The technique of looking at Qi is not that effective, but I know that in this situation, whoever is actually the best for the people will be the next human emperor. The heart of the people is the heart of heaven, and carrying a boat and capsizing it is the will of heaven. Therefore, as long as the rebel army does not forget its original intention, it will definitely succeed."

Nangong Xiaomao did not use any mana, but he still had a good alcohol tolerance. After tilting his head and having another bamboo tube, he said to the side:

"That's good. Although this place has not been affected too much, I already know the things in the Central Plains, which are really heartbreaking. I hope this disaster will pass earlier."

"The rebels once came to me and asked me to join the evil-elimination team. They said that it was the chaos in the world. There was a group of demons behind them, so they needed to eliminate the roots."

"Later, I acted with my fellow practitioners and the demons standing on our side several times, and I had a lot of achievements. I wonder if Mr. Fang is interested in doing this together? I can recommend it on my behalf."

Fang Chang laughed: "I came to southern Xinjiang this time, but there is actually something else."

Then he pulled over the backpack next to him, took out the token he received when he left the camp where Liu Yuande and Qingling were, and showed it to Nangong Xiaomao.

Nangong Xiaomao was very surprised and then laughed:

"So you are the one invited by Prime Minister Liu, so I won't have to go beyond the chef."

Fang Chang nodded and said:

"I came to southern Xinjiang this time because there is an important stronghold for the enemy, which is the place where the enemy uses to train backbone personnel, and there are things that are very important for eliminating this disaster."

"So, local practitioners need help to find this place called "Zhuque Hall" and wipe it out cleanly and quickly. Therefore, Prime Minister Liu gave me this token in order to seek help from his own personnel here."

After hearing this, Mr. Nangong's expression became serious.

He thought carefully for a while and said:

"The southern border is quite wide, and there are many places where people can hide, but the most rarely visited place is still in these 100,000 mountains. The enemy will never open the training hall on the plains by the river, which is too easy to be exposed."

"Since it is an important stronghold for the enemy, there must be frequent monsters and their power will not be too weak. I thought about it and there are three hidden places that meet the conditions, which are all places we have not yet completely captured."

"In this way, I would like to say to the children in the afternoon and let them review by themselves. I will take Brother Fang to take a look. But you should pay attention to concealing the traces. The enemy has collected a lot of demons and mountain barbarian monks who are good at insects, which is very threatening."

The two swept away the food on the table and drank dozens of kilograms of wine, and were in good spirits.

When the children in the village arrived, they told them to freely recite the books, so they left the village and walked towards the mountains.

"Mr. Nangong doesn't bring weapons?"

Fang Chang looked at Nangong Xiaomao's outfit and asked, she was still dressed in the scholarly style, carrying a small bookcase.

"Take it with me." Nangong patted the small bookcase behind him and smiled, "Don't worry, even if they discovered it, I would be fine if I escaped. It seems that Brother Fang's cultivation is much higher than mine, and he is carrying such a good fairy sword, so I am not worried."

They let go of their strength, crossed dozens of mountains, and then flew into the air together.

Nangong pointed at the front and said, "Just not far ahead, it is the first place. There are many monsters entrenched there, which are very hard. The demon-removing team on the rebel army is slowly gnawing. Although it seems that it shouldn't be the fairy training hall that Brother Fang said, it's good to go over and take a look."

Fang Chang nodded and looked over. He saw that it was about dozens of miles ahead, and it was indeed a demonic energy soaring into the sky.

After calculating slightly, the secret of heaven was covered up and gained nothing, so Fang Chang knew that there must be a place related to this great disaster.

"Thank you for leading the way, then let's go over and take a look."

They landed on the ground and rushed back. They stepped on the treetops and moved forward very quickly. The scenery on both sides continued to surge backwards, and in a blink of an eye, they ran nearly halfway.

Fang Chang suddenly slowed down. After half a breath, Nangong Xiaomao also slowed down.

They found movement not far away, and Fang Chang's cultivation level was higher. They discovered it earlier, so they stopped early. Nangong's cultivation level was lower and discovered it later, so they stopped slightly later.

Nangong Xiaomao waited for a while, and Fang Chang followed from behind. The two looked at each other and walked into the dense forest ahead together.

There were two people confronting each other in the clearings in the forest.

Both sides were holding weapons and magic weapons, with sharp claws, and were staring at each other tightly between more than twenty.

But there were several big monsters and several cultivators, who were in a tense way.

When Fang Chang and Nangong Xiaomao walked into the confrontation circle together, the power contrast here was immediately changed. The practitioners saw two humans, and their morale suddenly increased. However, the monsters were stagnant and there were signs of escaping.

"It's Mr. Nangong, it's great, come and help!"
Chapter completed!