Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 900: Qingxian Ancient Town
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The night came quietly.
Ye Chen stepped down and set foot on the land of Zhongtong.
He was put on a black robe and stepped on a flying sword. It was very low-key. This is the land of Zhongtong. This is the area where Blood-Thirsty Palace absolutely ruled. Once the whereabouts are exposed, he and Daoshen will be difficult to deal with.
Nothing to say all night, and then dawn.
When the light of morning light spilled over the ground, Ye Chen stopped to fall from the air and stopped in front of an ancient town.
The ancient town of Qingxian!
Glanced at the stone monument standing in front of the ancient town, and seeing these four words engraved on it, he took a deep breath and lifted his foot into it.
The ancient town is not big, simple and natural, hidden in the depths of the mountains and forests, quiet and quiet, like the hidden world, do n’t ask all things.
It seems that everything is so calm, the streets are paved with mountains and stones, the ancient trees on both sides are covered with rattan, the country trails are winding, the bamboo houses are scattered, the vagueness, and the gurgling of the river .
Walking all the way, Ye Chen kept looking around, but Meiyu was wrinkled.
There are three or two pedestrians on the street, mostly farmers carrying hoes, and hunters holding Chang Ge. The strange thing is that they are all mortals.
Continuing to go deeper, Ye Chen only feels the peace of mind, all the way to the dust, all settled by the tranquility of the ancient town.
I don't know when, he stopped under an old tree.
In this lesson, the old tree is thick and tall, but it is irregular. At least there are thousands of rounds. The trees and vines are like a dragon, and there are also a few strands that hang from the sky.
Withdrawing his gaze from the old tree, Ye Chen looked down under the tree. There was an old man sitting in a burlap sack with an old face and gray hair. After the late twilight years, his whole body was full of the vicissitudes of time.
However, he is a blind man, with no glance in his cloudy old eyes.
The old man is holding a small piece of wood in his hand and is carving wood carvings. He is very slow, not anxious and impatient, with a knife, a movement without interruption, and the wood chips are constantly falling off. The small piece of wood is gradually showing the shape of a person.
"Old man, ask you to inquire about yourself." Ye Chen's tone is very humble. "There can be an old senior named Zhou Yi here."
"I am." The old man smiled gently.
"You are?" The Ye Chen froze for a moment, and looked at the old man from top to bottom. He had no spiritual roots and was definitely a mortal.
"The person whom Senior Vatican asked me to find turned out to be a mortal." Ye Chen murmured.
"There is no cultivator." Ye Chen consciousness spread out, covering the ancient town of Qingxian. He never found cultivator. He could not imagine how an ancient town without cultivator would make Blood-Thirsty Palace dread.
"Little baby, come, sit." As Ye Chen murmured, the old man took the time to pat the side and motioned for Ye Chen to sit under the old tree.
Ye Chen had never spoken and found a tree and vine to sit down and still looked at the old man. He couldn't figure out how a mortal could help him.
"Vibrant, young is good!" The old man spoke, his words were peaceful, and his face was kind, "I am wandering all over the world when you are as old as you are. "
"Senior, you ... really Zhou Yi?" Ye Chen looked at the old man tentatively, still not convinced.
"The name is just a code name." The old man smiled lightly, "If you want, you can call me Li Yi."
"The juniors have no intention to offend." Ye Chen said hurriedly, expressing their intentions, "I am looking for my wife, Senior Fanfan said, you may be able to help me."
Said, Ye Chen also took out the Vatican to him jade token.
"I am a mortal, and he really can't look at me." The old man is still digging his head into wood carving.
"But juniors can see that seniors are not ordinary mortals." Ye Chen took a deep breath and could take the jade token out of Vatican, and make Blood-Thirsty Palace afraid. Fools all thought that the old man in front of him was not easy.
"Yes, I am indeed not a different mortal, because it is a fortune teller." The old man smiled, seeming to ridicule himself.
"I really miss my wife, please help me." Ye Chen is full of hopes, with a little pleading tone, as strong as his heavenly court Saint Lord, and now also puts down his arrogance to mortals.
"I know who you are looking for." The old man smiled gently, but gently shook his head, "But I can't help you."
As soon as this remark came out, Ye Chen's tight body slackened in an instant. He didn't beg the old man to tell Chu Xuan where he just needed to point him in the direction.
It's just that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. He came here after a lot of hard work, and he still got nothing.
Under the old tree, there was silence, just like this ancient town, only the rustling sound of the friction between the knife and the small wood in the old man's hand.
I do n’t know when, Ye Chen just got up and bowed his hand to the old man, "Senior, annoy."
Under the autumn wind, his back is slightly depressed, and his pace is a little hesitant, I do n’t know where to go.
"I only know that you have something she fears in her body, and she is hiding from you." Behind him, the old man who hadn't spoken for a long time, came a lingering discourse.
"Fear of something?" Ye Chen, who was still lonely at the last moment, turned around suddenly, breathing a little, looking at the old man tightly, "Senior, what do you know."
"I don't know." The old man shook his head helplessly.
"Thank you senior for solving the puzzle." Ye Chen bowed his hand again and turned to take the steps.
This time, his pace is much more steady. Although his back is still bleak, he is not so lonely.
At least, he figured out one thing, not that he could n’t find Chu Xuan, but that Chu Xuan was hiding him.
He walked away, but the old man under the old tree raised his head. Although he was blind, his turbid old eyes looked at the direction of Ye Chen leaving.
He holds the piece of wood carving just carved in his hand and has not spoken for a long time.
That woodcarving is a woman. The carvings are lifelike. Every pattern is very attentive. It looks like it is alive. If you look carefully, it seems that you can see her smile and make people feel excited.
If Ye Chen is here, he will be surprised, because the wood carving is not someone else, it is Chu Xuan he is looking for.
The figure of the old man under the old tree is magnified infinitely in the phantom water curtain in the Heavenly Profound Sect hall. The Fu Ya standing in front of the phantom water curtain has almost narrowed his eyes into a thin line, and the eyebrows have also slightly changed. wrinkle.
"Saint Lord, this week is easy ..." Fu Ya looked sideways, looking at Donghuang Taixin on one side.
"No Xiu Tian Shi." Donghuang Taixin whispered softly.
"No Cultivator?"
"This is a different kind of cultivator world." Donghuang Taixin said slowly, "profound principles evolves and is unparalleled in the world. This pulse repair is the deduction of magic, which is between the critical point of cultivator and mortal, combat power. It's zero, but it can push the world, and everyone knows that the heavens and the earth can't be leaked. The people of this line can't be hospice. "
"The thing in his mouth that scared Chu Xuan is ..." Fu Ya looked at Donghuang Taixin tentatively.
"Zhou Yi is only half right, Zhu Xianjian is hiding Immortal Eye, Immortal Eye why not hiding Zhu Xianjian."