"Waiter! Where are the people?" A burly Miao woman, carrying a sword and a bow, walked in. Behind her were 20 to 30 people, mostly women, but all dressed like warriors, and mostly big men.
"Here! Ladies and gentlemen, please come in. Do you want to have a meal or stay overnight?" Li Xiaoyao instinctively greeted him.
Although he had become a disciple, he was still a waiter since he had not left.
"Eat! But don't worry, let me ask you... Is there a fairy island here? It's where the 'immortals' you call in the Central Plains live!" said the female man.
Hearing this, Li Xiaoyao stared at these Miao people in a daze.
Nangong Huang, Guan Liyuan, and Ling'er, who were still in the lobby, also looked over...
Seeing everyone looking at her like that, the burly female warrior couldn't help but annoyed and said, "I'm asking you a question! Why are you so hesitant? Are you making it up?"
Another Miao female warrior, who should be the leader, stood up at this time, stopped the female warrior, and learned to clasp her fists like the people of the Central Plains, saying, "Everyone, we are from Southern Xinjiang, and we don't know much about the customs and habits of the Central Plains. If we have offended you, please bear with us."
The female warrior in the lead had a more normal body shape. Although she was also very strong, she was not full of tendons.
Guan Liyuan continued to look at her...
"Oh... It's hard to avoid some petty thieves along the way. My sisters and I have all experienced war, so we all brought some self-defense tools." The female leader said.
After saying this, I'm afraid only Zhao Ling'er believed it.
Nangong Huang was so angry that he slammed the table and said, "You're not done yet, are you? Killing two little thieves doesn't seem to scare you... You don't even hide your identity, and you're going to try again? I, Nangong Huang, have been in the martial arts world for decades, and I've never seen such a way of seeking death!"
At this time, Nangong Huang was not only angry that the other party dared to pay attention to Ling'er, but also... He was also angry that they despised his IQ.
Before the Miao female warriors could get angry, Nangong Huang waved his hand, and the Miao women flashed through the Five Spirits Formation one by one, and then they were all trapped in place!
"What are you going to do?" The female man who entered the door at the beginning shouted.
Nangong Huang's veins jumped even more and said, "Why are you covering your chest!"
Seeing Nangong Huang's look of seeing a ghost, Li Xiaoyao couldn't help but laughed, and then he was glared at by his master.
"Maybe it's because you look too eager, Nangong." Guan Liyuan said helplessly.
"Uncle, why are you teasing me too..." Nangong Huang's old face was reddened by the teasing.
"Nangong... Senior Brother, I think it's better to ask clearly." Ling'er was a little hesitant about calling Nangong Huang. After all... Nangong Huang just looked younger. Whether it was his realm or age, it was difficult for a rookie like her to call him "Senior Brother" calmly.
Nangong Huang didn't care about these things, but was amused by these Miao people: "What else is unclear? They themselves admitted that they came to capture you, Junior Sister Ling'er! I don't know where they got the courage..."
"Ling'er?" The female leader looked at Zhao Ling'er fiercely.
Seeing that Zhao Ling'er and Lin Qing'er looked vaguely similar, the Miao female general obviously knew that this was the "Princess Ling'er" she was looking for.
"I am the General Gai Luojiao of the White Miao Tribe, and I pay my respects to the princess! Please forgive me for being under a spell and not being able to perform my duties properly!" The leader introduced himself.
"Haha, now that the situation is not good, you don't report the name of the Moon Worship Sect?" Nangong Huang said disdainfully.
"Nangong... from what I know, uncle, there are indeed many Bai Miao in southern Xinjiang, and they believe in the witch queen." Guan Liyuan reminded.
Nangong Huang's face froze when he heard it and said, "What evidence do you have?"
"This is the hairpin given to me by the Saint Aunt before I left. It is the hairpin of the high priest, and the bone seal of the Anu tribe leader..." Gai Luojiao took out the hairpin and seal.
Ling'er didn't recognize the bone seal, but the hairpin looked familiar: "This is... the hairpin of my mother! Yes, I still remember it! Senior Brother Nangong..."
Nangong Huang's expression became more and more embarrassed. He looked around... looking at Li Xiaoyao who was sitting upright, he didn't like him no matter how he looked at him - after all, it's not too much to vent his anger on his disciple, right?
"What are you doing sitting here? Go get some food and wine!"
Gai Luojiao also noticed Nangong Huang's embarrassment, and hurriedly said, "This young man also had a misunderstanding. We failed to reveal our identities in time, and we were a little anxious, so some misunderstandings are inevitable..."
First of all, this matter was originally a misunderstanding, and secondly... Gai Luojiao was also shocked by Nangong Huang's strength, and she couldn't wait to be happy to get such a strong support!
Sixty years ago, after the Taiping Demon Kingdom incident caused Southern Xinjiang and the Central Plains to drift apart, the rules that practitioners were not allowed to interfere with the secular world were "dead in name only" in Southern Xinjiang earlier.
Although the practice sects, out of habit and the nature of practice, still do not interfere too much with the secular world, but... it is a general trend for secular people to gradually master the power that only practitioners have!
Even in the Central Plains, the major martial arts sects have gradually combined the means of practice with martial arts, and the concepts of "practice world" and "secular world" are becoming increasingly blurred.
For example, the two most famous martial arts sects in the world, "Nanlin and Beishen", are not even inferior to some small immortal sects if we only consider the frontal fighting strength of the top masters, but they don't have so many unconventional means.
If this continues, Guan Liyuan feels that people in the world will gradually become a kind of cultivator - martial arts cultivators.
And the situation in Nanjiang, which entered this stage earlier, is naturally more obvious.
For example, the great general of the Bai Miao tribe, Gai Luojiao, is as powerful as a cultivator in the ninth level of Gangfeng Realm, but his means are closer to the secular world and he is good at frontal fighting. Unlike real cultivators, he can fly in the clouds and refine pills.
It seems that the worship of the moon is a real cultivator according to the situation that Nangong Huang has been familiar with in Nanjiang for many years. His realm should have reached the level of semi-immortal, but it does not exceed three disasters at most!
Therefore, for Gai Luojiao, although he cannot accurately judge Nangong Huang's realm, he at least knows that his strength is far better than his own.
After Nangong Huang let everyone go awkwardly, Gai Luojiao also used the Central Plains etiquette that she had learned 70% to 80% of to meet Guan Liyuan, Nangong Huang and others.
It was also known that Zhao Linger had already worshipped this young-looking "Guan Liyuan" as her master...
Although Guan Liyuan's strength is still unknown, looking at the strength of his nephew Nangong Huang, it is clear that the princess has such a master, which is more beneficial than harmful now.
"Senior Guan, the Witch King is seriously ill now, and Nanzhao is in chaos under the conspiracy of Baiyue. It is necessary for Her Royal Highness the Princess to return to the country to calm the people. I dare to ask you to escort the princess for a while?" Gai Luojiao bowed.
"It's not good for outsiders to interfere in the secular world... But if someone embarrasses my disciples, I won't stand idly by." Guan Liyuan said in a pretentious tone.
It's not good to interfere in the secular world... If the two mountains in Kaifeng were not still there, maybe someone would really believe it!