Night falls quietly.

Ye Chen fell down in one step and stepped onto the earth of Zhongtong.

He covered his black robe and stepped on the flying sword, and was very low-key. This is the earth of Zhongtong, and this is the absolute rule of the Bloodthirsty Palace. Once his whereabouts are exposed, it will be difficult for him and his Taoist body to deal with it.

There was nothing to say all night, dawn was dawn in a blink of an eye.

When the dawn light shone on the earth, Ye Chen stopped and fell from the sky and stopped in front of an ancient town.

Qingxian Ancient Town!

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

The ancient town is not big, simple and natural, hidden deep in the mountains and forests, quiet and quiet, like a hidden master, without asking about mortal world affairs.

Everything seems so peaceful here. The streets are paved with rocks, with ancient trees on both sides hanging on them, the country roads are winding and secluded, and bamboo houses are scattered in a row. You can still hear the gurgling streams.

As he walked along the way, Ye Chen kept looking around, but his eyebrows were frowning several times.

The pedestrians walked on the street in groups of three or three, mostly farmers carrying hoes, and hunters holding long swords. Strangely, they were all mortals.

As he continued to deepen, Ye Chen felt that his mood was peaceful, and the dust along the way was settled by the tranquility of the ancient town.

At some point, he stopped under an old tree.

This lesson is a thick and tall tree, but irregular, with at least a few thousand years of rings. The vines are wrapped around like dragons, and there are also a few strands that hang down from the sky.

Since the old tree withdrew its gaze, Ye Chen looked at the tree where an old man was sitting in a coarse linen dress, with an old face and gray hair. He was over twilight years and his whole body was filled with the vicissitudes of time.

However, he was a blind man, with no gaze flashing in his turbid old eyes.

The old man was holding a piece of small wood in his hand and was carving the wood carving. He carved it very slowly, without any rush or impatience, and his movements were not interrupted. The wood chips kept falling off, and the piece of small wood gradually appeared in the prototype of human beings.

"Old man, ask you to find out about someone." Ye Chen's tone was very humble, "There is an old senior named Zhou Yi here."

"I am." The old man smiled gently.

"You are?" Ye Chen was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look up and down at the old man. He had no spiritual roots on his body and was definitely a mortal.

"The person I asked Senior Di Fan to find is actually a mortal." Ye Chen murmured.

"No monk." Ye Chen's spiritual consciousness spread out and enveloped the Qingxian Ancient Town. He had never found any monks. He could not imagine how an ancient town without monks would make the Bloodthirsty Palace afraid of it.

"Little kid, come and sit down." When Ye Chen murmured, the old man took the time to pat his side and signaled Ye Chen to sit under the old tree.

Ye Chen hadn't spoken, so he found a vine to sit down, and still looked at the old man. He really couldn't figure out how a mortal could help him.

"It's good to be young!" The old man spoke, his words were peaceful and kind. "When I was as old as you, I was also wandering around the world. I always wanted to return home in glory. In the end, my youth turned white!"

"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 name." The old man smiled lightly, "If you want, you can call me Li Yi."

"I have no intention of offending you." Ye Chen said hurriedly, "I'm looking for my wife. Senior Di Fan said, you may be able to help me."

As he said that, Ye Chen took out the jade tablet for Di Fan.

"I am just a mortal, and he really respects me." The old man was still burying his head in carving wood carvings.

"But I can see that senior, you are not an ordinary mortal." Ye Chen took a deep breath. Neng Difan took out a jade token, which made the Bloodthirsty Palace afraid. The fool could think that the old man in front of him was not simple.

"Yes, I am indeed not a different mortal, because I am a fortune teller." The old man smiled, as if he was teasing himself.

"I really miss my wife, please help me." Ye Chen was full of hope and begged with a little pleading. He was as powerful as his Holy Lord of Heaven, and now he has put down 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 these words were said, Ye Chen's tense body instantly relaxed. He did not beg the old man to tell Chu Xuan where he was, just point him in the direction.

However, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. He came here with great difficulty, but he still got nothing.

Under the old tree, there was a silence, just like this ancient town, only the rustling sound of the carved knife rubbing against the small wood in the old man's hands.

At some point, Ye Chen got up and bowed to the old man, "Senior, I'm upset."

Under the autumn wind and leaves, his back looked a little bleak, his steps were a little confused, and he didn't know where he was going.

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

"What are you afraid of?" Ye Chen, who had a lonely expression at the last moment, suddenly turned around, breathing a little, and his body looked at the old man tensely, "Senior, do you know what it is."

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

"Thank you for solving your doubts, senior." Ye Chen bowed again, turned around and took steps.

This time, his pace became much more steady, and although his back was still bleak, he was not that lonely.

At least, he figured out one thing, not that he couldn't 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 he was blind, his turbid old eyes were looking at the direction of Ye Chen's departure.

In his hand, he held the newly carved wood carving, and he had never spoken for a long time.

The wood carving is a woman, carved like life, and every pattern is very attentive. It seems to be vivid. If you look closely, you can see her every frown and smile, which makes people feel moved.

If Ye Chen was here, he would be surprised, because the wood carving was not someone else, but Chu Xuan he was looking for.

The figure of the old man under the old tree was infinitely magnified in the Fantasy Sky Water curtain in the Tianxuan Gate Hall. The cliff standing in front of the Fantasy Sky Water curtain, his eyes almost narrowed into a thin line, and his eyebrows were also slightly frowned several times.

"Saint Lord, this Zhou Yi..." Fu Ya looked sideways and looked at Donghuang Taixin on one side.

"There is no cultivator." Donghuang Taixin whispered.

"No cultivator?"

"This is an alien in the world of monks." Dong Huang Taixin said slowly, "The mysterious evolution is unparalleled in the world. What this lineage practices is to deduce divine arts. It is between the critical point between monks and mortals. Its combat power is zero, but it can deduce the heaven and earth. However, it does not know that the secret of heaven cannot be revealed, and people from this lineage will not have a good end."

"Then what he said made Chu Xuan afraid..." Fu Ya looked at Dong Huang Taixin tentatively.
Chapter completed!