This bell suddenly showed so eye-catching that naturally made Hongmeng and Taiyi suspected the identity of this thing.

If this thing is just an acquired spiritual treasure, how could it be so powerful that a powerful person in the distraction stage could kill him in an instant?

However, no matter how Hongmeng and Taiyi explore, this bell is still the same. If you shake it, it will give you a killing aura and make your strength greatly increase. If you don’t move it, it will ignore you.

Hongmeng and Taiyi, who were unable to find out the Zhihuzhe, finally gave up.

He looked down at the corpse of the storm of the sky-torn wind lion on the ground, but Hongmeng took out a storage ring.

The eighth paths of the Sage Level, with such strength, their corpse is also a lot of money. Although Hongmeng and Taiyi do not need money too much, no one can say when or when they can use this thing.

He gently tapped the ring on the body of the Tearing Sky Wind Lion, and the body, which was more than ten meters long, was hit by the ring that was less than the size of a thumb.

The other one was also included in the ring by Hongmeng.

"Let's go, Taiyi." After completing the work of collecting the corpse, Hong Meng stood up and said to Taiyi.

Today, the village chief told me to go back as soon as possible, but it took a lot of time to fight the storm of the sky.

The clouds in the sky are slightly red, and it is already time for the sun to fade.

It is still that small village, but everything is a little different.

It has flourished a lot compared to ten years ago.

The house no longer has the thatched huts of the past, the road surfaces are not the loess roads of the past.

It is also a blessing for a village chief who is dedicated to the village.

At the village chief’s house, two guests from Qingfeng Taoist Buddhism were drinking tea.

The person on the left should be around thirty years old, exuding a steady breath.

The person on the right side seemed much younger, and he also exuded a young impatience.

Both of them have all the cultivation levels of the scholars, and they are in a state of mind.

This may not even be considered a choreographer among the major sects, but in Qingfeng Taoism, it can be considered an introductory disciple.

"Village Chief, I don't know when the person you want us to see will arrive?" Maybe after waiting for a long time, the slightly young monk had already shown an impatient expression.

"Sorry, Village Chief Zhang, Xiao Pan is impatient, please don't blame him. But we have been waiting for a long time. I wonder if the village chief can tell them where they are. We will greet each other in person?" The monk in his thirty years old on the left asked the village chief.

The village chief has the surname Zhang, and his name is Yi Long. He is already over 90 years old this year. However, in this world, even ordinary people can practice martial arts, so people live longer, and the average life expectancy is about a hundred years old.

The old village chief who stepped into the loess half his foot was still remembering only two things.

The first is who will give the village to inherit it later, and the second is the master and servant Hongmeng and Taiyi.

First, there is no hurry. After being the village chief for so many years, when it is time to rest, the old man hopes to do something for the village.

But this second point is that the old man doesn’t know when he will go away. If Hongmeng and Taiyi are buried, it will make the old man feel a little guilty.

Hongmeng and Taiyi are definitely talented enough. Although the old man didn't know what level they were, the old man recognized a few monsters they hunted back.

Five years ago, I saw these two people bring back a corpse of the monster from the second path of Shijie that I had seen.

Some time ago, the old man even saw the only three demon beasts he knew at the Sai-level...

Therefore, the old man decided that Hongmeng and Taiyi, together, were enough to kill the three monsters of the Sage level.

The two of them were only fourteen or five years old and had no famous teacher to teach them, so they were enough to reach a state that ordinary people with such qualifications would need to practice for decades to reach.

It can be seen that the two are so talented.

In order not to bury these two people, the old man tried all kinds of methods and finally saw the head of Qingfeng Taoist Sect and explained to him that there were two powerful men from the second level of the scholar in this small village.

The head sect was naturally shocked. Although the second level of the Scholar level is nothing to the powerful people in the Nascent Soul stage, they have this level of cultivation at the age of fourteen or five. If they can get into the sect, wouldn’t they have two powerful people who are likely to advance to the fairyland for the sect in the future?

So, two inner disciples were sent back to the village with the village chief, hoping to invite them to join the Qingfeng Taoist Sect.

But at this time, Hongmeng and Taiyi were still dealing with the wind-torn lion, how could they get back?

After waiting, the sun is about to set.

"Forget it, two, please wait for them outside the village with me. I think the two of them should come back." The village chief said, looking outside the village.

But I just saw two figures appearing in the setting sun.

"It seems that there is no need to go to welcome you anymore. They are back." The village chief smiled with relief.

These two children are particularly promising, which is what makes the village chief happiest.

Perhaps after today, the two of them will leave the village, but every bit of the past ten years has become more sensible, and these are things that the village chief cannot forget.

When he walked to the door, the village chief put all his strength into shouting to the two of them: "Hongmeng! Taiyi!"

Hearing this shout, Hongmeng and Taiyi also accelerated their pace.

"Grandpa, what's the matter with us today? Is there a delicious dinner? But if Xiaoyi doesn't make it delicious, I won't touch my mouth."

Walking to the village chief, Hongmeng asked first.

"You little devil, you're almost a young master. You've been asking Tai to take care of your food, clothing, and daily life all day long." The village chief said this, but he wasn't angry at all.

Hong Meng is the master of the outside and the master of the inside. This is the way for these two people to survive.

"Taiyi's responsibility to take care of the master." Taiyi defended Hongmeng first.

"That's right, a man is in the world, how can he do without a virtuous support?" Hongmeng said seriously.

"Okay, you kid, you don't even understand the meaning of a virtuous man. Come with me first and meet two Taoist priests of Qingfeng Taoism." The village chief dodged a position and left it to Taiyi and Hongmeng to pass through.

"Qingfeng Taoist Sect?" Hongmeng walked into the house and looked at the two monks.

Taiyi stood quietly beside Hongmeng, completely in the posture of an exclusive maid.

"Xiao Meng, from now on, you and Xiao Yi go to Qingfeng Taoist Sect. This village is not where you two eagles should stay." After maintaining the closing action for a long time, the village chief finally turned around and said these words to Hongmeng and Taiyi.

"What?" Hongmeng stood there in a daze.

Ten years of life, it is impossible to have no feelings for here...

Now, the most intimate person in this village said this...

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