Fantasy: Obtain the Huangtian Emperor template at the beginning

"The early bird catches the worm……"

In the early morning, Baishitong sang leisurely, looking at the huge Shanmen Square in front of him with a smile.

The busy disciples around him would always respond with a kind smile when they were wrong, which made Bai Shitong feel even more proud.

"What's the use of being busy? If this person wants to live well, he still needs to use his brain."

Shaking his head gently, Bai Shitong sat in his exclusive position in the square. Soon, groups of outer disciples swarmed in.

Bai Shitong, formerly known as Lin Tong, his family was just a small sect in southern Xinjiang. Talents can be said to be quite average.

According to common sense, when recruiting people into Kongming Academy, one should first look at their background and secondly their talents. Know-it-alls do not account for either, and they are basically the kind who cannot even pass the first test.

But this is often the case with fate. The magic.

Although Bai Shitong has been mediocre since he was a child, he has a special talent, that is, good eloquence.

When he was a child, he didn't want to practice, but Bai Shitong would often listen to various rumors from the adults around him and write them down. When he grew up, After that, he even liked to listen to people telling stories in the busy city.

Over time, he knew a lot of stories on the mainland.

With this skill, Bai Shitong helped a big boss when he was seventeen years old. I accidentally got a letter of recommendation from Kongming Academy.

Originally, this was supposed to be a story about a sparrow flying on a branch and turning into a phoenix, but it happened unexpectedly. But maybe because of this opportunistic experience, after he entered the academy with poor talent, He didn’t take the right path.

He directly became an information dealer.

Most of the people who received letters of recommendation and entered the academy were from the inner sect. The assessment between the inner and outer sects affected the minds of countless students. After working in the inner sect for so many years, this know-it-all I don’t know anything else, but the pros and cons of each teacher are clear.

So, relying on this advantage, Bestong’s business is booming.

The strength is not high, and the inner sect is also a little transparent, but in the sect But no one in the door knew about it.

The scenes of his success over the years appeared in his mind, and Bai Shitong became more and more proud.

"Brother Tong! This may be my last test in this life, please help me! I'm willing to pay any amount!"

"Yes, where is the alchemy teacher I asked you to ask a few days ago? Who else besides Teacher Tanxi!"

"Tongye……"

The noise became louder and louder. Seeing that people were almost gathered together, Bai Shitong lazily raised his eyelids.

But at this moment, suddenly, the outer disciples gave way to a passage.

Seeing Ye Wushuang standing in front of him, Bai Shitong stood up immediately.

"Ouch, isn’t this Brother Ye? I said I heard magpies chirping this morning. It turns out you are here. What can I say?"

As a seasoned veteran, Bai Shitong brilliantly demonstrated his long-sleeved and dancing temperament. Ye Wushuang was a little bit amused when he said these words.

"Come and follow me to a quieter place. I have something to ask you."

"Well done! Get off! Get off! Don't stop me from discussing business with Brother Ye! Do you have any insight into the price?"

Ye Wushuang's strength is no longer a secret. Bai Shitong followed Ye Wushuang like a pug without caring about face.

After a while, the two came to a pavilion on the side of the mountain. Ye Wushuang's expression became a little more serious.

"Do you know who has come here recently from southern Xinjiang?"

"Southern Xinjiang! ? Ouch, Brother Ye, please don’t embarrass me.……"

The two little eyes were spinning around in their sockets. Bai Shitong looked around and found no one, then he raised a bitter face.

"Brother Ye, you know, I never do business in southern Xinjiang. My strength is showing off at home, please spare my life, I can't afford to offend the lunatic over there!"

Having said this so forcefully, Bai Shitong clasped his hands and waved them, his eyes full of fear. In fact, Ye Wushuangdao has also heard about this rule. Evil cultivators are prevalent in southern Xinjiang, and killings are often done in a single thought.

The Underworld Academy also claims to be the main gate, and often releases some training tasks for its disciples to massacre evil cultivators. In order to avoid getting burned, Baishi Tong would never reveal any information about Southern Xinjiang.

If it weren't for this cautious spirit , I’m afraid there is no know-it-all today.

But of course, Ye Wushuang did not come to discuss this merger with the other party. Without saying a word, he directly placed a full Qiankun bag in front of him.

"Only the two of us know about this. I came here to find Teacher Tanxi. This is very important to me."

"Last night I met the evil cultivators from southern Xinjiang in Death Valley and was harassed by the skeleton army all night. I hope you can give me some direction."

After simply telling the truth, Ye Wushuang looked at Bai Shitong anxiously.

But he didn't expect that the other party was so frightened that he directly covered his ears.

"No, no, no, Brother Ye! Ye Ye! You are trying to kill me!"

"You know, someone who can take out the entire skeleton army and come to the eastern continent, how can he be a good character?"

"Just do me a favor, I can't take this job!"

The whole person was frightened out of his wits. The Baishi Tong shook his head repeatedly. The city god was so frightened that he almost plunged his head into the table.

Seeing this, Ye Wushuang also looked helpless and lowered his raised hand slightly..And at this moment, a sound broke through the air, making Ye Wushuang open his eyes and flashed a cold light.

"who?"

The burst of profound energy all over his body interfered with the direction of the flying sword. Ye Wushuang stretched out his hand and held it directly in his hand.

"Flying sword to pass the book?"

Seeing the letter stuck at the tip of the sword, Ye Wushuang withdrew his gaze and quickly pulled it out.

"Southern Xinjiang, Tingyu Tower, I have what you want.

Come here and I will tell you where Tanxi is."

The letter was very brief, with illegible handwriting and no other information.

Ye Wushuang looked left and right, sighed helplessly, and solemnly took it back into his arms.

This matter may be more complicated than he imagined.

"Well, Master Ye, I think you still have something to do, so I won’t bother you. I want to go."

"return!"

Bringing the trembling Bai Shitong back, Ye Wushuang asked quickly

"Do you know where Tingyu Tower in Southern Xinjiang is?"

"well! Brother Ye...I'll make an exception this time. Please don't tell anyone about this.……"

"Just know."

Seeing Ye Wushuang put himself down, the tense Bai Shitong breathed a sigh of relief, looking like he was surviving the disaster.

However, Ye Wushuang's next words almost scared his heart out of his chest.

"Pack it up and go to southern Xinjiang with me in two days."