Traveling through the barren years, I have a system and am not afraid of anything

Tong Daxia looked at Tian Tian who had disappeared for a long time and couldn't come back to his senses.

"My master is an immortal, so it is nothing new to teach an immortal to His Highness!"

The Imperial Master has regained his immortal appearance. His long beard is flying and windless, and he really looks like a fairy.

But he didn't dare to turn around and leave like Tian Tian. If he flew up and jumped on the platform, his secret would be exposed immediately.

"Master National Preceptor has already become a master of Taoism. My master..."

"Your master's master once went to the Immortal Mountain to practice Taoism. Unfortunately, the Venerable said that he had no fate with the gods. What a pity!"

The Imperial Master interrupted Taoist Master Qingfeng. His master's master's master had also been to Fairy Mountain. The Venerable disliked their poor qualifications and refused to accept them in Fairy Mountain. Now thinking about it, the Venerable was probably afraid of swallowing up such souls. Caught a stupid disease.

"I don't know, the great leader of the National Master? He actually recognizes Taoist Master Qingfeng's ancestor?"

Tong Daxia was a little disdainful. He had seen Tian Tian's abilities with his own eyes. Is he a national master? He doesn't seem to be older than him. He relies on his mouth the whole time. He only believes in his own eyes.

"Hahaha, speaking of age, my master doesn't remember very well. He must be over three hundred and sixty years old?"

The Imperial Master really didn't remember that age was not important to people like them who had thousands of years of experience.

"Idiot, I don't even remember how old I am. I'm seventy years older than you. How old am I?"

The great elder was counting on his fingers. Sorry, he also forgot~

"Why does it matter how old he is? Hurry up and pick up the big knife for me!"

The door on the first floor of the watchtower finally opened, and the old village chief took the village chief of Liujia Village and Tian San out like a gust of wind.

"Hey, everyone has let everyone run away. The big knife I was interested in is gone. You bastards, hurry down and pick it up!"

The old village chief went back and forth to pick up the weapons abandoned by the Jianghu people. These scrap iron pieces could be sold for two small coins.

"Grandpa Village Chief, is this what you want? I heard you said you wanted to use this to chop grass for our cows, so I grabbed the big knife early!"

A group of half-grown children on the wall pulled out a bunch of long knives from behind.

"Hey, good kids, you don't have to go herding the sheep tomorrow, you can all go into the mountains and sweep the steps!"

The old village chief was so happy that he couldn't even see his eyes.

"You heroes and masters, do you have anything else to do?"

You won’t leave even after the fight, Tianjiacun doesn’t care about food!

"Ahem, I have another question~"

People outside the country are now in awe of the Imperial Master and Tian Tian and dare not say a word, but Tong Daxia is as curious as a baby.

"Why do you have so many bullshit questions?"

The Imperial Master pulled Tian Quanyou behind him and asked him if he had any questions.

"Ahem, Master Imperial Master, are they really villagers from Tianjia Village?"

Tong Daxia didn't believe it.

The people in this village are all masters. Anyone in the world must be a top master. This is absolutely impossible for ordinary people.

"What's this about? You'd better ask him!"

The Imperial Master pointed at the excited old village chief. This old man was so obsessed with money that it was hard to look at him.

"Brother, are you all villagers in this village? Do you usually farm?"

If Tianjiacun was not understood, Tong Daxia felt that he might die in peace.

"what!"

"My ancestors have been living here for generations, but now they are no longer farming. Those few are stewards in the factory, and those few are herders of sheep and cattle!"

"Introduce yourself to others!"

The old village chief has no time, he still has to pick up the discarded weapons.

"I'm a carpenter in the village. I have no skills and I can't farm!"

Da Liang looked gentle and polite with his glasses on. If Tong Daxia hadn't seen him hitting the sap so smoothly just now, he would have believed his lies.

"I'm the gatekeeper, and I'm usually responsible for feeding the family dogs. This blockhouse is my territory!"

Although the name of the watchtower sounds nice, the elm tree always feels less domineering than the guntower.

A group of young monks and Taoist priests turned around collectively. The old man raised his hand and lifted a huge stone. He actually said that he was the gatekeeper and fed the dogs...

"Needless to say, the old women in the village are usually either doing embroidery or coaxing babies!"

No one believed Liu Ziniang’s words.

"We are sheep herders!"

The more the Tian family talked about it, the more people in the world didn't believe it. They even thought it was weird. Ordinary people were so powerful?

"Haha, the old village chief is Chang Lebo from the imperial court. Those herding cattle and sheep are the generals who captured the Northern Barbarians. They are the old officials who retired and returned to their hometowns. Tianjia Village is indeed born and raised here. Our two villages Neighbors, everyone knows everything!”

Village Chief Liu's eyes were chattering. He couldn't just say that he was a farmer. He had to reveal his noble identity, otherwise these bad guys would most likely come to cause trouble!

"Old Liu, keep a low profile. You must be a low-key person. I will share half of what I picked up tonight with your village. You can sell it later and buy me a drink with the money!"

The old village chief was as arrogant as an old rooster.

"It's getting late, Tianjia Village doesn't accept guests, please go back!"

Tian Tian walked out with the old, young, women and children on the watchtower, and Ling'er all fell asleep.

"Yes, yes, let's leave now!"

The monk, Taoist priest and nun disappeared like a gust of wind, leaving only Tong Daxia and his apprentice looking at each other and not wanting to leave.

"Old Liu, I don't want to keep you here either, but it seems it's not peaceful outside. You can squeeze in with the elm tree tonight, and let the children take you back at dawn!"

After picking up the junk, the old village chief lost interest, greeted the villagers and left.

"Village Chief Liu, follow me!"

Yushu and Village Chief Liu walked into the watchtower, and the gate at the entrance of Tianjia Village closed with a bang.

"Master, let's go too?"

It's really embarrassing to let people hang out. The key is that their master is still a little reluctant to leave~

"Everyone, run faster, the lights are going out!"

The watchtower suddenly roared, and the sound of running, cursing, and laughter suddenly came from Tianjia Village.

The sound disappeared, and Tianjiacun instantly fell into darkness.

It was bright as day just now, but it suddenly turned dark. Tong Daxia and his disciples were very uncomfortable.

"This is a weird village, full of weirdos!"

Tong Daxia still couldn't figure out the pulse of Tianjiacun. In his eyes, there was no one in this village that was normal. Even the dogs guarding the entrance of the village didn't look right at people.

"We can't control whether it's weird or not. After today, Jianghu probably won't be able to recover for several years. We can just recuperate and recuperate. Who knows our sect can far surpass the three major sects!"

The status of the Jianghu is very important to those of them who are in the Jianghu, and such an opportunity is really rare.

"I think it's not that important whether you are a gangster or not. Raising a dog seems to be a good idea!"

Some disciples couldn't help but envy the lifestyle in Tianjiacun.

"Let's wait until the day you have the strength to talk about it!"

It is easy not to fight or rob, but it is difficult to hold on to one's own family business. Unless you are like Tianjiacun, you have enough strength not to follow Jianghu, and you have enough strength to defeat Jianghu. Without strength, everything is in vain. .