Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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Night fell, quietly.

Ye Chen stepped down and set foot on the ground of Zhongtong.

He covered himself in a black robe, stepped on a flying sword, and was very low-key. This is the Zhongtong earth. This is the area where the Bloodthirsty Temple is absolutely ruled. Once the whereabouts are exposed, it is difficult for him and the Tao to cope.

There was nothing to say all night, and then dawn.

When the light of the morning sun flooded the earth, Ye Chen stopped before falling from the air, stopping in front of an ancient town.

Qingxian Ancient Town!

He glanced at the stone monument standing in front of the ancient town and saw these four words engraved on it. He took a deep breath and walked in.

The ancient town is not big, simple and natural, hidden in the depths of the mountains and forests, quiet and quiet, like a master in a hidden world, without asking anything.

It seems here 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 roads are winding, the bamboo houses are scattered, and the streams can be heard.

Walking all the way, Ye Chen kept looking around the Quartet, but Mei Yu wrinkled several times.

Pedestrians in the streets came in threes and twos, mostly farmers with hoees, and hunters with long Ges. Strangely, they were all mortals.

As he continued to deepen, Ye Chen felt only peace of mind, all the way to the dust, all precipitated by the tranquility of the ancient town.

Somehow, he stopped under an old tree.

In this lesson, the old trees are thick and tall, but they are irregular. At least there are thousands of rounds. Trees and vines are entangled with dragons, and there are several strands hanging from the sky.

Since the old tree retracted his eyes, Ye Chen looked under the tree. There was an old man in a burlap linen with an old face and gray hair. It was past twilight.

However, he was a blind man, and there was no glint in his cloudy old eyes.

The old man was holding a small piece of wood in his hand and was carving a woodcarving. He carved it very slowly, not in a hurry and impatient, with a single knife, without interruption in movement, the wood chips continued to fall, the small piece of wood, gradually showing the human form.

"Old man, ask you to ask someone." Ye Chen was very humble. "There is an old man named Zhou Yi here."

"I am." The old man smiled gently.

"You are?" Ye Chen froze for a moment, and looked at the old man up and down. He had no spiritual roots, and was definitely a mortal.

"The person whom Senior Fan asked me to find turned out to be a mortal." Ye Chen muttered.

"There isn't a monk." Ye Chen's consciousness spread out, covering the ancient town of Qingxian. No monk was found. He could not imagine how an ancient town without monks could make the Bloodlust Temple jealous.

"Little baby, come, sit." As Ye Chen muttered, the old man took time to pat on his side, motioning to Ye Chen to sit under the old tree.

Ye Chen never talked, looked for a tree vine and sat down, still looking at the old man. He couldn't figure out how a mortal could help him.

"Energetic, young is good!" The old man said, his words were peaceful, and his face was kind. "When I am as old as you, I am also drifting around the sea, always returning to my hometown, in the end, I am a teenager!"

"Senior, are you ... really Zhou Yi?" Ye Chen looked at the old man tentatively, but still didn't believe it.

"The name is just a code." The old man chuckled, "If you want, you can call me Li Yi."

"The younger generation didn't mean to offend," Ye Chen said in a hurry, and Daoming came, "I'm looking for my wife, senior Wu Fan said, you might be able to help me."

Speaking of this, Ye Chen also took out the jade card from Wu Fan.

"I'm a mortal, he really deserves me." The old man was still engraved with wood carving.

"But the juniors can see that the seniors are not ordinary mortals." Ye Chen took a deep breath and was able to make Vatican take out the jade card and make the bloodthirsty palace jealous. Fools want to know that the old man in front is not easy.

"Yes, I am indeed not a different mortal, because it is a fortune teller." The old man smiled, as if ridiculing himself.

"I really miss my wife, please help me." Ye Chen was full of hope, with a little entreaty in his voice, better than his heavenly Lord, and now let go of his arrogance to mortals.

"I know who you are looking for." The old man smiled gently, but shook his head gently. "But I can't help you."

As soon as this word came out, Ye Chen's tense body suddenly relaxed. He didn't beg the old man to tell Chu Xuan where he was, he just needed to show him the direction.

However, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. He came here with a lot of hard work, but still got nothing.

Under the old tree, it fell into silence, just like this ancient town, only the rustling sound of the knife and small wood rubbing in the hands of the old man.

I do n’t know when Ye Chen got up and gave a hand to the old man. "Senior, I'm disturbed."

With the autumn leaves falling, his back was slightly bleak, and his pace was a bit sloppy, I don't know where to go.

"I only know that you have something that she fears, and she is hiding from you." Behind the old man who had not spoken for a long time, came the discourse.

"Fear of something?" Ye Chen, who was still lonely at the last moment, turned around suddenly, his breath was a little breathless, and he looked at the old man tightly.

"I don't know." The old man shook his head helplessly.

"Thank you senior for your doubts." Ye Chen once again bowed his hands and turned to take steps.

This time, his pace has been a lot more stable. Although his back is still bleak, he is not so lonely.

At least, he figured out one thing, not that he could not find Chu Xuan, but that Chu Xuan was hiding from him.

He walked away, but the old man under the old tree raised his head. Although blind, his old eyes were looking at the direction where Ye Chen left.

In his hand, he held the newly carved woodcarving and said nothing for a long time.

The woodcarving is a woman. The carvings are lifelike. Each line is very careful. If it is lively, if you look at it carefully, it seems that you can see her smirk and smile.

If Ye Chen were here, he would be surprised, because the woodcarving was not someone else, it was Chu Xuan he was looking for.

The figure of the old man under the old tree is infinitely enlarged in the magical sky curtain in the hall of Tianxuanmen, and the cliff standing in front of the magical sky curtain is almost a thin line, and the eyebrows also follow slightly wrinkle.

"Sovereign Lord, this week is easy ....." Fu Ya bowed her head and looked at the side of Donghuang Taixin.

"There is no wise man." Dong Feng whispered.

"No monks?"

"This is a different kind of monk world." Dong Huang Taixin said slowly, "Mysterious evolution, unparalleled in the world, this pulse is the deduction of the magic, which is between the critical point of monks and mortals, and the combat power is zero. But they can push the heavens and the earth, they don't know that the secrets cannot be leaked, and those who are in this vein must not die. "

"The thing that scared Chu Xuan in his mouth was ..." Fu Ya looked tentatively at Donghuang Taixin.

"Zhou Yi was only half right, Ji Xianjian was hiding from Xianlun's eyes, so why didn't Xianlun eyes hide from Xianjian."