When Tianyan came to Yunzhou, he was full of curiosity and wanted to explore the secrets at the bottom of the well. When he left, he looked like there was a monster behind him. He didn't even think of going back to Heiyuan Valley, and ran away in a hurry.
Heiyuan Valley Master will kill even Venerable Guiming. He is a small Taoist priest of Heluo School, even if the Valley Master will spare his life in Changmei's face, if he regrets it, he will be held in Heiyuan Valley. What to do about leaving
He has to rush back and report the result of "no one will find Yang Xinyue" to the senior brother in charge.
Chen He looked at the back of the little Taoist priest and laughed secretly. He was sure that the Heluo faction would be unlucky after hearing the news, and then turned around and went to ask the Heavenly Dao to reveal the secret, and ask the ancestors in heaven to give an explanation.
-Unfortunately, I can't see the secret!
Little Taoist, is it useful for you to run so fast
After Chen He was finished gloating, he was not idle. Before the owner of Heiyuan Valley had swept away the demon cultivators near Wanteng County, he caught one to ask about the matter.
It was also Chen He's bad luck. This demon cultivator was very tough and didn't say a word of usefulness. Before Chen He could do anything, he simply ended himself neatly.
Chen He can only go to catch the second one.
The speed of the Heiyuan Valley Master was too fast. When he walked back and forth in Wanteng County, he could still see a large number of bandits. Hearing the fearful cry of the magic cultivator, after walking around, there were obviously fewer people on the street. half. In a flash, everything was empty.
Chen He chased after the temporary residence of Venerable Guiming that he had tracked before, and found that there was no one there.
The night gradually enveloped the four fields.
Chen He saw the fragments of the magic weapon one after another on the house and the mountain road—they were quite sturdy materials, forged for a hundred times, so they could barely leave some traces, and at this moment, they were no different from beryllium copper and rotten iron.
They are buried in the grey dust.
Don't even think about it, know what these dusty soils used to be...
Chen He bent down and slowly twisted the dust with his fingers, frowning tightly.
Although his vision for the Immortal Realm was not that optimistic, Chen He was a little shocked that an immortal from the lower realm, subject to the checks and balances of the heavens, could still have such strength.
- How many such immortals are there in the sky
So, isn't Senior Brother in danger
Brother, how are you now
Chen He was stunned.
It wasn't until a cool wind blew the leaves in front of him that Chen He came back to his senses and looked at the sky. He knew that it was useless to think about it. After such a long distance, he could only ascend as soon as possible to meet with his senior brother as soon as possible.
Chen He returned to Heiyuan Valley with a heavy heart.
"It's not good, Chen He, the owner of the valley is gone!" When the old man with eyebrows saw Chen He coming back, he hurried over to say.
Chen He had no choice but to answer: "It's okay, the owner of the valley is relaxing outside."
—Murder and silence, barely considered a kind of distraction
The old man with long eyebrows breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the sound: "It's fine, but it suddenly disappeared, and we almost had to go out to find it again."
"The Daoist has been thinking too much, what can happen to the owner of the valley?"
The owner of the valley is now holding a murderous soldier, and whoever encounters it will be unlucky.
"That's not right!" The old man with eyebrows said seriously, "Didn't the owner of the valley say that half of his immortal artifact is less than half, who knows where the remaining half is, in case it is not in the hands of Venerable Huanjian? The canyon was destroyed, but fortunately the formation was deployed quickly, if something happened again…”
Chen Hesheng was afraid that he would not finish, so he quickly interrupted:
"Don't spread the word about the origin of the valley owner, there is a deep mystery in this matter."
The old man with long eyebrows turned his head sideways, stroked his beard and pondered: "That's not bad."
"According to my wishes, the Taoist priest and the others will treat this incident as never happened, and will continue to live in the valley...cough, just wait for death. I don't think the valley owner wants this kind of life to change..."
Chen He paused, and suddenly asked, "By the way, Daoist Master, do you know the name of the master of the valley?"
The old man with long eyebrows was stunned for a moment: "This seems to be—oh, the old man really doesn't know!"
Chen He looked at him silently.
The two looked at each other helplessly for a while, but Chen He still came up with an idea: "Where's the King Gu, maybe he knows, go and ask!"
"That's true!"
The old man with long eyebrows patted Chen He heavily, and said excitedly, "Since you were young, the old man thought you were a very smart baby, and it was difficult to deceive!"
Chen He:…
Long Mei continued, the little black account he finally cleared with Chen He, I am afraid he will have to turn over the old account again.
Although there were many residences in Heiyuan Valley, no one wanted to see the Gu King. Teng Bo could only sit by the stream, sighing and thinking about Qingzhou, whether Venerable Moon Swallowing was still devastated.
Seeing Chen He and the two coming over, Tengbo was also relieved.
He knew very well that as long as the Heiyuan Valley Master didn't care about him, and Chen He didn't take this matter to heart, then he deliberately covered up the secret in the well, and it was over.
"Your Honor."
Chen He raised his hand to stop it: "There are no outsiders here, and the Gu King is not welcome. I have something I want to ask the Gu King for."
Tengbo grimaced: "I really don't have any more secrets to hide here."
"Who asked you this?" The old man with long eyebrows blew his beard and stared.
Chen He coughed dryly and stared at Teng Bo:
"Since Gu Wang knew the Valley Master in his early years, I wonder if he can tell the details?"
"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. The process of getting to know the Valley Master has nothing to say about it." Tengbo thought for a while and laughed, "Speaking of which, it's even more bizarre to know Venerable Huanjian!"
"Well, what do you say?"
The Gu King hesitated for a while, and then he vaguely said that Venerable Shattered Heaven stole his purse, without revealing Venerable Shattering's bad habits, but only mentioned the "important things" he carried with him. After seeing it, he was accidentally caught by a trick, and Venerable Huanjian tried to deceive himself to get rid of the Gu.
- It sounds like a commonplace competition in the cultivation world.
Fortunately, the old man with eyebrows didn't ask what "that important thing" was.
"So, you only know their two brothers. Actually, you don't know much about them?"
Teng Bo rubbed his forehead: "Knowing your temperament, does it count with their private preferences?"
"Like a fairy?"
Tengbo shook his head decisively. One liked shadow puppetry, and the other was picky. If all immortals were like this, the fairyland would be too "complicated". He should continue to be a dead person and live in the world.
"Huanjian claims to be adopted by the Nanhai Clam Monster, and the owner of the valley is the wild wolf in the mountains... This surname was chosen by themselves?"
"I don't know about Huanjian, but the owner of the valley is indeed."
That name doesn't make sense anymore.
The old man with long eyebrows muttered beside him: "Why don't the old man deduce some secrets?"
"No need." Chen He immediately stopped, "Tian Yan said that after my senior brother ascended, the Heluo faction would not be able to see the secrets of the heavens. Besides, it is possible to do this. I am afraid that there will be Lei Chase for such major events involving the immortal world. chop with you."
Talk to no avail.
Chen He returned to the cave where he and his senior brother lived in the past.
The stone table and the wooden shelf full of books were as old as the old ones. Chen He randomly punched out a talisman, and a little dust was also removed.
The large stone couch was covered with soft quilts, which Shi Feng had specially ordered for the puppet to buy from Yunzhou City, and a smooth white porcelain lotus leaf pillow was pressed slantingly on it.
Chen He walked over slowly and reached out to touch under the pillow.
A few walnuts rolled out.
In the past in Heiyuan Valley, there were no mirage beads, and Chen He was easy to forget things, so Shi Feng put these gadgets around a little to save Chen He the trouble of finding them when he wanted to eat them.
Under the pillow, in the pen holder, on the edge of the scroll...
The chestnut cake was broken, only a pile of powder wrapped in oil paper remained, the orange was dry and wrinkled, the peel was dark, and only walnuts were left to play with.
On the inkstone on the stone table, the ink dries up and sticks together with the brush.
Several books are stacked on top of each other, with a bamboo flute on it.
These Chen He vaguely remembered, but there was no impression. Many small things were showing their own sense of existence. The bamboo scrolls on the bookshelf, the graffiti hanging on the wall, and even the clay figurines that were obviously forgotten in the corner. with kite.
- There is nothing missing in this huge place.
Just one person missing.
"Brother..."
Chen He murmured.
He was dazed for a long time, and then, as if remembering something, he moved the big box out of the bed.
The box was locked by the talismans. In the past, Chen He could only sigh and sigh, but now it is easy for Chen He to unlock these talismans.
He broke the formation covering the box in three or two strokes.
When holding the lid of the box with his hand, Chen He hesitated for a while, and then slowly opened it.
The piles of blue jade balls shone with a faint aura.
Chen He slowly stretched out his hand and took out one, and brought it closer to his eyebrows. The memories of that day in the Heiyuan Valley immediately flooded in along his consciousness—
A stream with large petals floating.
Coming from wading, red clothes and lacquer hair.
When he saw Chen He standing on the shore, Shi Feng pulled the rosary in his hand and showed a slight smile.
Chen He, who was not yet half-human tall, ran over with his arms outstretched, but his feet slipped halfway, and he rolled into the stream.
The bone-chilling chill made Chen He panic and struggle.
He was quickly scooped up by Shi Feng, but the dumpling was still small at the time, and he closed his eyes and desperately stretched his arms and legs, fluttering in Shi Feng's hands.
"Hahaha, what exercises are you practicing?"
"It looks quite powerful!"
The Lord of Heiyuan Valley and the old man with long eyebrows stood on the opposite bank, watching the excitement with a smile.
"Fellow Daoist Shi Feng, you have made your junior brother very talented, and it should not be underestimated in the future!"
Xiao Chen He stopped embarrassedly, his face flushed red, he didn't know if the stream was frozen or if he was angry.
As soon as he buried his head, he leaned into Shi Feng's ear and pointed at the other side seriously: "Senior brother, they bullied me."
Shi Feng didn't speak, and was busy drying Chen He's clothes. Just let the younger brother down.
Xiao Chen He compared his height, and was still a long way from Shi Feng's waist. He frowned and said seriously, "Okay, there are two over there, senior brother can't beat him. When I grow up, Teach them a lesson for the brothers."
"… "
Holding the blue jade ball, Chen He opened his eyes, feeling lost.
He was in the Heiyuan Valley where he had lived with his senior brother for more than ten years, but Shi Feng would never come back here again.