Chapter 1563 Gods Descend to Earth

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A dazzling light suddenly rose from the tree, this light was too dazzling, definitely the brightest light this boy had ever seen. 』E Xiao┡ said Ww┡W. 』1XIAOSHUO. COM

And after the light flickered, a pale old man slowly appeared in the sight of the young man.

"This, could it be the fairy that mother said?" The boy's eyes widened.

The next moment, the boy ran up to the white old man.

"Old man, are you a fairy?" The young man looked up at the old man with an expectant look on his face.

"Immortal?" Jian Wushuang looked at the little guy in front of him with interest, and was delighted to see the latter's big watery eyes.

If he was at his peak, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he is a god with his strength in this blue sky secret territory.

But now, he is just an ordinary person.

"I'm not a god, I'm just a passerby." Jian Wushuang laughed.

"You are lying, I have never seen such a bright light, but you walked out of that light, you must be a god." The young man insisted.

"Haha, if you really want to think so, then I will." Jian Wushuang smiled and looked down, "Little guy, what's your name?"

"My name is Chen Hu, and I'm from Chenjiazhuang. Everyone in the village calls me Huzi." The young man said.

"Chenjiazhuang?" Jian Wushuang's expression changed.

"Our Zhuangzi is at the foot of the mountain, old fairy, how about I take you there?" the young Chen Hu asked repeatedly.

"Okay, let's go and have a look." Jian Wushuang smiled.

Even under the guidance of Chen Hu, Jian Wushuang walked slowly towards Zhuangzi at the foot of the mountain.

A very ordinary and simple Zhuangzi, Jian Wushuang came to a bamboo house of Zhuangzi.

Inside the bamboo house, there is also a middle-aged woman and a four or five-year-old little girl with braids.

"Mother, I met an old fairy today, and I brought him here." Chen Hu ran to the middle-aged woman quite excitedly.

The middle-aged woman touched Chen Hu's head, then looked at Jian Wushuang, smiled awkwardly and said, "Sorry, old man, this little guy is not sensible, I wonder if you are?"

"I'm a traveler passing by. My name is Wuchen." Jian Wushuang smiled.

Dust-free... Walking through a piece of the world without leaving a trace of dust or a trace, this is what Jian Wushuang wants.

"Old Mr. Wuchen, are you walking alone in this mountain? Are you not afraid of running into horse thieves?" Chen Hu's mother asked.

"Horse thief?" Jian Wushuang frowned.

"Well, our mountain is very big, and there are hundreds of villages like our Chenjiazhuang. Of course, there are also many horse thieves in this mountain. These horse thieves plunder all the year round. If anyone doesn't give them money, they will be punished." At their hands, Huzi's father died at the hands of those horse thieves." Chen Hu's mother said.

"Is that so?" Jian Wushuang nodded slightly.

"Let's not talk about this first, the sun has already set, I'm afraid the old man hasn't eaten yet, just as I prepared the meal, the old man came to have a bite." Chen Hu's mother invited with a smile.

"Eat?" Jian Wushuang's expression was a little strange.

Practitioners feed on the aura of heaven and earth, and at most they eat some strange fruits or some special delicacies on weekdays, just to satisfy their appetite.

As for eating to fill his stomach, Jian Wushuang hadn't done it for a long time since he started practicing.

"If that's the case, the old man won't bother you." Jian Wushuang accepted the invitation with a smile.

Simple tea and light meals.

But Jian Wushuang ate with relish.

After dinner is also night, the moon is in the sky.

Jian Wushuang sat on the mountainside of the big mountain, overlooking the brightly lit, extremely peaceful Zhuangzi below.

"Mortals are indeed weak compared to cultivators, and it is not an exaggeration to even call them ants."

"However, cultivators have the benefits of cultivators, but they also have the benefits of mortals. At least few of them can live a peaceful and peaceful life like this."

With a slight smile, Jian Wushuang closed his eyes.

Overnight.

In the early morning, when the sky was getting brighter, this peaceful Zhuangzi was already bustling with activity. A large number of men in the Zhuangzi appeared on the small school field in the center, took out their weapons and practiced, and most of their drills were Guns, but most of these guns are wooden long guns, made of metal, but only a few people own them.

Jian Wushuang also came to the longer side, looking at the many marksmanship exercises in front of him, these marksmanship were just the simplest flat stabs, long picks, and sweeps.

Although it is ordinary, it can display a lot of power with continuous practice.

It's a pity that the people in this Chen family village are just ordinary people, and they use the power of ordinary people. The strongest is no more than a hundred catties, but they don't even have a warrior.

"Ha!" "Humph!"

Chen Hu, who is only eight years old, also holds a wooden spear that is taller than others, and is also in touch with those adults. He has a firm gaze and is young, but his marksmanship is very powerful after practice.

After a long time, everyone finished the collective practice, and the next step is individual free practice.

"Huzi, come here." Jian Wushuang beckoned.

Chen Hu immediately ran over with the thumb spear, "Mr., what's the matter?"

After one night, Chen Hu also knew that Jian Wushuang was not an old god, but he still had great respect for Jian Wushuang.

"You like to use guns?" Jian Wushuang looked at Chen Hu and said.

"That's right, I'm not the only one who likes to use guns. Most people in Zhuangzi like to use guns, like my father. He also used guns before, and his marksmanship is very good." Chen Hu said.

"How tall?" Jian Wushuang asked.

"Anyway, there are few people in our village who can compare to him." Chen Hu showed pride, but his expression changed, "Mr., do you know marksmanship?"

"Hmm..." Jian Wushuang pondered for a moment, then nodded, "I understand a little bit."

The fact that Jian Wushuang said, although he specializes in kendo, he also has some understanding and research on other weapons, but he is not very proficient.

It can be said that his realm, even if he has a little bit of understanding, is probably at the level of a master in this blue sky secret territory.

"Old man, do you really know marksmanship?" Chen Hu was overjoyed, and his voice also attracted the attention of many people around.

I saw a lot of people from Zhuangzi coming over.

"Old Mr. Wuchen, do you know marksmanship?"

"Aren't you a warrior?"

These people in Zhuangzi also know that Jian Wushuang is a passing traveler, whose name is Wuchen.

Seeing these people around, Jian Wushuang smiled, "I'm not a warrior, but I do know a little bit about marksmanship."

"Great, old sir, can you help me see, I created these shots myself."

A thick-backed man said in surprise, and then immediately used the three-style marksmanship he created in front of Jian Wushuang.