Ye Futian followed Zero to the place where she lived, which was a simple small courtyard.
An old man outside the yard sat quietly in a chair in front of the door, seeming to be very relaxed and at ease.
"Grandpa." Ling Yuan yelled. The old man looked here and looked at Ye Futian and the others behind Ling. Ye Futian naturally saw each other. This old man didn't have any aura, and he looked extraordinarily old. .
"A guest is here."
He slowly stood up from his position, crouched slightly, it seemed that his actions were not very convenient, and their eyes looked a little muddy when they looked at Ye Futian.
"Grandpa, sit down." Ye Futian stepped forward and said. There are many ordinary people in the village, so this old man should be too. This young man looks around 80. In fact, his age is not much younger. Appropriate, but this is actually a respect for the elderly.
If it is based on the actual age, perhaps, he can be called an old brother.
But in the spiritual world, age is the most neglected, and no one cares too much.
"It doesn't matter." Seeing Ye Futian, the old man waved his hand politely: "Guests come in and sit down."
"Thank you, old man." Ye Futian said.
"Call me an old horse." The old man said with a smile, leading Ye Futian and the others into the house, and Ye Futian temporarily settled here.
Ye Futian seemed very quiet here, and the two people before it were especially lively. In addition, behind them, people entered Sifang Village one after another.
Sifang Village gradually became lively. After Ye Futian got acquainted with Lao Ma and Xiao Ling, he planned to walk around the village to get acquainted with the environment of Xia Sifang Village.
Lao Ma asked Xiao Ling to take Ye Futian out and walk on the bluestone street of Sifang Village. Although Sifang Village is now more lively than usual, it is still far from the prosperous outside world.
However, although Sifang Village does not have a majestic landscape, the environment is extremely elegant and exquisite. There is a clear river beside Qingshi Street. Occasionally there are boats passing by Xiaohe, and occasionally someone will say hello to Xiao Ling, and Xiao Ling will be enthusiastic. Response.
Walking onto a bridge, he shouted to a middle-aged fat man, "Xiao Ling."
"Uncle Zhong." Xiao Ling shouted. With a smile on his face, the fat man glanced at Ye Futian and the others beside Xiao Ling and said, "A guest at home?"
"Well, this is Uncle Ye." Xiao Ling nodded.
"Where did it come from?" the middle-aged fat man asked.
"Very far away, Uncle Ye said it was Donghuayu." Xiaoling can only be considered ignorant now, and she is not clear about many things.
The fat man took a look at Ye Futian and the others, and said, "It looks good, I'm afraid it won't be useful. Is it the person he chose?"
"Grandpa asked me to touch, and I met Uncle Ye and the others." Xiao Ling said.
"Lao Ma is really silly." The fat man said with some depression: "Each house has only one quota. You are really casual, and you just gave it out so easily."
He shook his head and walked by. When they passed by Ye Futian, they were still muttering: "After all, there is no backbone, pitiful, now that Fang family is not only a kid, but also has the cooperation of the law family. There is a chance. Although you don’t understand, there is a chance to choose someone who can be recognized by our Shangqing domain. Why is it so wasteful.”
He is not afraid that Ye Futian and the others will be angry. In this Sifang Village, outsiders are absolutely forbidden to do anything. For many years, no one has dared to break this precedent. This is an order from Emperor Donghuang himself.
Moreover, the other party believed that even if someone dared to violate the intention of doing something in this village, he didn't need to take action from Emperor Donghuang, and the other party could not get out of the village.
"Uncle Ye, don't care." After the fat man left, Xiao Ling raised his head and said to Ye Futian. The clear eyes were full of simplicity.
"Uncle Ye won't care." Ye Futian smiled, put his hand on Xiao Ling's shoulder, and said: "Let's continue walking."
"Good." Xiao Ling nodded and smiled forward.
The village said it was big and small. Ye Futian and the others walked for a while, and they came to a tall mansion, and someone shouted, "Zero."
Xiao Ling turned his eyes, and the person calling him was a teenager, dressed neatly and neatly. In this village, he was dressed very luxuriously, and he had a smile on his face and an extraordinary temperament. There was a faint wisp. The breath came out, and he was a cultivator.
What's more frightening is that at such an age, his cultivation base is not low.
Ye Futian already knew that the people in the Sifang Village were either unable to practice. Once they could practice, they would be someone with extraordinary talent. Naturally, this young man was a person who could practice.
"Brother Fang Cun." Xiao Ling shouted, her voice a little cowardly, she seemed a little inferior in front of the boy.
The boy was named Fang Cun, his eyes were slightly frivolous, he glanced at Ye Futian and the others, and said: "Xiao Ling, come over."
Xiao Ling bowed his head and walked to the other party, only to hear Fang Cun speak to her: "There are so many people who have entered the village recently. You are too casual to pick people, is this your grandfather's idea?"
Xiao Ling still lowered his head, Fang Cun pulled him around and walked towards the house, entering the house, Xiao Ling felt a faint breath of coercion, and a middle-aged man stood quietly in front of him. Look at him.
There are many people behind the middle-aged, and beside him, there is an extraordinary young person.
"Grandpa Fang." Xiao Ling shouted. The Fang family is different from theirs. The Fang family is very famous in the Sifang Village. There have been extremely powerful characters. Now the Fang Cun descendants of the Fang family are also extremely talented. Studying with your husband is a favored person.
Moreover, Xiao Ling also heard from the villagers that Fang Cun's father is now extremely powerful in the outside world. As for how powerful he is, he is not able to know.
The Fang family can pick anyone who enters the village, and no one will refuse their invitation.
"En." The middle-aged nodded slightly and looked at Xiao Ling and said, "Xiao Ling, those few people, were you invited by your grandfather?"
"Forget it, grandpa heard that someone was coming into the village, so he asked me to check it out, and if he had the opportunity, he would invite someone to be a guest at home." Xiao Ling said.
The middle-aged nodded slightly and said, "It's okay, you go."
"Okay, Grandpa Fang." Xiao Ling left here, Fang Cun looked at her walking towards the middle-aged and asked: "Grandpa, what do you ask Xiao Ling doing?"
The middle-aged did not respond. He looked at the young man around him, and saw the young man saying: "I heard that this man came from a long way from the Donghua region. Maybe he wanted to come to Sifang Village to try his luck. It is said that he was a little unlucky. At that time, they entered the village with the surnamed Li and the surnamed An, and they were directly ignored."
"Yes, because of the people in front, they were completely ignored." The middle-aged man next to him nodded.
This made the young man show a strange color and looked at him and said: "What do you mean?"
The neglect in the two populations seems to be somewhat different.
"Do you know the rules of the sky?" the middle-aged asked.
"Know that people who are not air transporters cannot enter." The young man responded.
The middle-aged nodded: "The so-called people of good luck, I have also observed these years. Generally speaking, people who are perfect on the road can enter the sky, and those who are not perfect will find it difficult to get in, and the chances are slim. ."
When the young man heard his words, he was thinking, his eyes changed slightly, and he seemed to think of something.
"How many people in the group outside were perfect people in the Dao?" The middle-aged continued: "If they were all, it would be a bit scary. There are so many perfect practitioners in the Dao, the top of the Shangqing domain. Power, it’s not easy to take it out."
"Impossible." The young man murmured.
"If it's not, it's even more terrifying." The middle-aged said, his eyes narrowed slightly, the young man looked at his profile, and only listened to the middle-aged continuing to say: "A person with strong enough luck can shelter other people. If one of them takes them into the village together, it means that the luck of that person may be extremely strong. In this way, the red maple is all over the sky, and the natural vision is not enough. I know who it is because of."
The youth next to him looked extraordinarily solemn. Before seeing the two of them, everyone believed that it was one of them, or to be more precise, the young man named Li. After all, he had a greater reputation outside. Extraordinary talent.
But listening to the meaning of the middle-aged, it turned out that it is not because of that person, nor is it safe, but a line of neglected people.
"The old horse is not old at all." The middle-aged squinted his eyes. Is this a coincidence