Zhongzhou, outside the old jade city.

Deep in a primitive forest, Lin Batian discovered a thatched house.

This is really a very primitive building.

It is rare in places like the wilderness.

There are no magic arrays inside and outside the thatched house, and they cannot even feel the existence of the aura of cultivation, just like the small thatched house where secular mortals live.

Lin Batian and Bai Mei came to the gate of the thatched house.

The door is not closed, and there is not much space inside.

From Lin Batian's perspective, you can see a hunched monk sitting at a desk with his back facing him, as if something was writing.

Judging from his figure, this monk was the monk who had gone to worship the monk Qingtianzun captured by the Dark Binding Spirit four days ago.

When he approached outside the door, Lin Batian did not deliberately hide his footsteps.

Therefore, he thought the other party must have known his arrival.

"Excuse me."

Lin Batian spoke directly.

But his voice actually scared the old monk sitting in the thatched room so much that he was shocked.

The pen that the old monk grabbed in his hand also fell to the ground.

He turned around and looked at Lin Batian. The wrinkled face appeared endless fear.

His eyes widened, looked at Lin Batian and Baimei, and knelt directly on the ground with a "pu" look.

"Bang! Bang! Bang... Dazun, don't kill me, don't kill me..."

His body trembled, and his head kept hitting the ground, making muffled sounds.

Such a subconscious low posture and the fearful expression just now... all showed that this old monk must have had a very painful experience.

Seeing this scene, Lin Batian's eyes moved slightly, then he immediately reacted, raised his hand, released some magical energy, and helped the old monk up.

"You don't have to be too nervous." Lin Batian said to the old monk, "I'm not here to kill you, I just want to ask you some questions."

Hearing this sentence, the old monk looked at Lin Batian and Baimei again.

His body was still shaking, but his fear was reduced a little compared to before.

"You, you are..." the old monk asked in a trembling voice.

"My name is Lin Batian, this is my entourage." Lin Batian replied, "I came to find you because I accidentally discovered that you had visited the old jade city to worship the tombstone of Qingtianzun..."

"Then, that's not me! That's not me! I have never worshipped the Lord Qingtian, and I don't know who the Lord Qingtian is!"

The old monk's reaction was very fierce and he denied it repeatedly.

But in fact, his subconscious reaction actually exposed the fact that he knew about Qingtianzun and went to worship.

"You really don't have to be so nervous. We are not here to hold you accountable, we just want to ask you about some situation." Lin Batian smiled, "If you can answer my questions, I can guarantee... you will not be subject to any persecution in the future."

The old monk looked at Lin Batian, his eyes flashing, and there was obviously hesitation and hesitation on his face.

"So, I guess you should be a human monk." Lin Batian said, "I tell you that I am also from the human race, just like you."

When I heard the first half of the sentence, the old monk's knees became weak and he almost had to kneel down again.

But when he heard the second half of the sentence, his face was different from before. His eyes looked at Lin Batian were full of shock.

Human race!

Over the years, the human monks in the wilderness have been cleaned up again and again!

So much so that there are no traces of human beings in many places now.

There will be no monk who claims to be from the human race! Because doing so is tantamount to seeking death!

Furthermore, it would be too easy for Lin Batian to kill him, so there is no need to say so much else.

At this point, the old monk finally had trust in Lin Batian.

"What do you... want to ask?" asked the old monk.

"Come on, sit down first, let's have a good chat." Lin Batian signaled the old monk to sit down in the chair behind.

The old monk took a few steps back and sat down.

"What's your name?" Lin Batian asked.

"Yu Qi." The old monk replied.

"Why did you go to worship Qingtianzun? What's the relationship between you and him?" Lin Batian asked.

Hearing this question, the old monk named Yu Qi still had a hesitation on his face.

But in the end, he took a deep breath and replied, "Qingtianzun...is my master."

"Master...that is to say, you are his disciple?" Lin Batian asked.

"Yes, but it's been many generations... I've never seen Qingtianzun, but my master once met Qingtianzun, but he was just an ordinary disciple at that time..." Yu Qi replied.

Lin Batian narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "I found that the meridians in your body have already broken a lot, and your cultivation has been in a state of loss... You are seriously injured, and it has been many years. Why is this?"

Yu Qi smiled bitterly and said, "Since Qingtianzun disappeared, the human monks in Zhonghuang have been massacred... I am just one of the human monks who were chased. I have been hiding for many years and have been constantly discovered. These injuries are suffered when I escape..."

"What is chasing you?" Lin Batian frowned.
Chapter completed!