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Chapter 54 Returning to Condor Shooting
"What are you talking about? What farewell?"

Sun Wukong felt that even if he wanted to leave, he would meet again in the future, why he said goodbye, he couldn't figure it out.

"You will know later, you are still too young now."

Li Xuejian touched Monkey King's head, not many people have enjoyed this, Li Xuejian was very happy in his heart, this was one of his childhood dreams.

A random door opened. Before walking in, Li Xuejian threw the captured dragon ball directly to Sun Wukong and said with a smile: "You should need this very much, but it is not very important to me now. Use it well!"

"Thank you!" Sun Wukong looked at the Dragon Ball in his hand and waved happily at Li Xuejian.

"You're welcome!"

Li Xuejian waved his hand and stepped into any door.

On the other side, Guixianren secretly took out the rare photo given by Li Xuejian, and looked at it with a bloody nose. The sudden appearance of Li Xuejian gave him a blow in the head, and he withered instantly.

"Why are you here? You don't have any breath. Could it be a ghost?"

Gui Xianren was startled, took off his glasses, and looked at Li Xuejian who hadn't heard from him for several months in disbelief. Because of this unnoticed appearance, he couldn't help but have this thought.

"Teacher Wutian, you are cursing me, apprentice, I am living well, how could I die, and I passed the test smoothly, and got the opportunity to practice in the temple."

Li Xuejian was defeated by Guixianren's brain hole, he explained helplessly, and then introduced his achievements quite complacently, and looked at Guixianren with a look that was quick to praise me.

"I didn't expect you to have such talent, but Li Xuejian."

After Guixian whispered in shock, he looked at Li Xuejian with a sullen face, and suddenly pointed at his nose and cursed: "I missed the best time to appreciate art, how can you compensate me?"

"Teacher Wu Tian, ​​I understand!" Li Xuejian saluted solemnly, and as if by magic, he took out a whole five boxes of things, and after opening them all, the shining packaging and pictures fascinated Guixian deeply.

"This is really great. I really deserve to be my most proud disciple. There are so many things, even I have never been so complete."

Gui Xianren took out a video tape, almost glued his eyes on it, Li Xuejian complained inwardly, if he could change his lewdness, he would definitely be a martial arts master with no flaws.

"The disciple is leaving. This is my heart. Farewell, disciple!"

After Li Xuejian saluted, he opened any door and left.

"Ugh!"

Gui Xianren put down his things and sighed, not knowing why.

In the unknown plain, Li Xuejian is standing here, his mind is communicating with the system.

"Ding! The reason why the host wants to leave is because it is too much trouble, and the time span of the Dragon Ball world is very long, the host doesn't want to waste time here."

"As long as you know everything, don't hurry up and prepare to send it."

"Ding! Please tell the host which world to send to?"

"Legend of the Condor Heroes! I want to go back to see the master, and take down the Condor Shooting World by the way."

"Ding! Start transmitting The Legend of the Condor Heroes, 54321"

In an instant, Li Xuejian disappeared from this world, and the god who found that Li Xuejian reappeared in this world, who was worried about him doing something bad, was also very surprised by his mysterious disappearance.

"Who the hell are you, and why can you do such a thing?" God held the scepter, looked down, and couldn't help thinking.

Li Xuejian appeared in a remote alley, passing through here, he saw a bustling appearance, all kinds of fun and delicious food, people are all dressed in ancient costumes, he has returned, this is the world he first teleported, Legend of the Condor Heroes.

"Master Awakened and Master don't know what's going on now? But I want to change my clothes, and I look like a foreigner now."

Li Xuejian put down the longing in his heart, noticed the strange eyes around him, hurried to a place, bought a full set of clothes, just like a young man, and with his high-ranking posture, it was very eye-catching.

Walking to a restaurant, Li Xuejian found a seat by the window and sat down under the respect of Xiao Er.

"Send all the things I ordered as soon as possible."

After Li Xuejian finished ordering from the menu, he ordered Xiaoer to put some broken silver on his hand. Although the Southern Song Dynasty did not use silver as currency at all, but copper coins, who told this to be Jin Yong's world? .

"Okay! Young master, wait a moment, I'll go tell the kitchen right away."

Money can turn ghosts around, Xiaoer met such a generous son, naturally he was very happy, smiled and agreed, he didn't procrastinate at all, and his movements were sloppy.

After a while, the table was full of dishes, and Li Xuejian tipped a little silver with satisfaction, and Li Xuejian began to eat with Xiao Er's gratitude.

A father and daughter walked in, their clothes were covered with patches, and their faces were also malnourished, obviously caused by poverty, and they held musical instruments in their hands, probably to earn some rewards in restaurants and other places.

"My lords, my little girl and I will play a song. If you are satisfied, please donate some money. If you are not satisfied, please donate some food."

A big old man, so humble, it can be seen that life forces him to do this, and these diners seem to be used to their existence, and they all pricked up their ears, wanting to listen and see.

Oh oh oh!
Li Xuejian closed his eyes, and then he knew that they were doing well. Although they were not top masters, they were at least professional.

After playing, many people present applauded, and the father carefully took out a plate and walked towards the vicinity, hoping to get some money that could barely survive.

Don't look at the applause so happily, but if they really want to pay, even if it is a mere few pennies, these people will turn into ostriches one by one, staring at the table instead of the person next to them.

"This young man, please give me a reward!"

The uncle came to Li Xuejian and held out his plate.

Li Xuejian looked at the mere copper coins on the plate, and frowned. This was too bullying, and everyone was reluctant to give up even a penny.

Seeing Li Xuejian's expression, the uncle thought he was also stingy, and planned to leave even more sadly.

"Wait!" Li Xuejian called him, took out some broken silver from his bosom, and put it on his plate. You can't give him too much, otherwise, it's not helping, it's called harming others. Since ancient times, jealousy Is there still less murder and looting?
The uncle didn't expect that this young man was so generous, he didn't know what to do for a while, so he didn't turn the corner.

"Thank you sir!"

The woman obviously knew what to do, walked up to Li Xuejian in small steps, and thanked Li Xuejian.

"You deserve it. The level of your playing is worth the price, and it's even higher. It's just that you haven't met a bole who appreciates you." Li Xuejian praised in his own way.

(End of this chapter)