Contrary to what Zhong Zhengyuan expected, Chen Changsheng actually thought that this was a scene on the way to Tianji Mountain.
But he still came, even though he was being used...
Because in his opinion, Zhong Zhengyuan was a very stupid but interesting person. If he really died, Chen Changsheng would probably be a little unhappy.
Tianji Mountain has the destiny of Tianji Mountain. A group of people on that mountain are doing stupid things one after another, not only for the sake of the fairy mountain, but also for the sake of the people in the world. Of course, this is all a story later...
Chen Changsheng walked among the clouds and mist with his sword. Under the fairy sword was the vast world of mortals.
He was thinking about 'Chen Fan' and what he saw in the life stone.
"Mayfly, thirty-three years old..."
Is the picture I saw inevitable or accidental?
Does it vary from person to person, or...
Chen Changsheng frowned and thought. He vaguely felt that the life stone was waiting for his arrival. This feeling was so mysterious that he couldn't figure it out.
"Somewhat out of place..."
Chen Changsheng thought of Yuxuan he saw in the life stone again.
That little girl.
Chen Changsheng raised his sleeves and asked, "Ms. Chen, I have something to ask you."
When Black Tower saw the seal contact, it was somewhat reluctant to talk to Chen Changsheng.
Chen Changsheng said: "If you don't speak, I will kill you."
Heita was a little helpless and said: "Surnamed Chen, you will suffer retribution sooner or later."
Facing the Black Tower, Chen Changsheng didn't care.
He asked: "How many years have you existed in this world?"
When Heita heard him ask this question, he couldn't help but think about it.
"like……"
"It's been a long time. I can't remember exactly. It's been a long time anyway."
Chen Changsheng paused in his heart, and then asked: "Do you have any impression of the founder of Tianji Mountain eight thousand years ago?"
Heita paused for a moment and said: "I have heard a little bit about him. He seems to be a fortune teller. I don't know much about it. There are too many things and I can't remember clearly."
Chen Changsheng nodded and did not ask any more questions about this matter.
He changed the question and asked: "The world is vast and has undergone great changes. There was once a place called Nanjun. Do you know when this place was?"
Heita thought for a moment again and asked, "Why do you ask this?"
"That's the answer." Chen Changsheng said.
"I know that." Heita replied: "At that time, there was no such thing as a dynasty. The world was prosperous by martial arts, and there were many factions. They established domains based on clans and divided their lands. Nanjun was one of them, but
Later, after hundreds of wars and dynasties came to power, these place names were all invalidated. It was only about a hundred years ago, so it was a long time ago. I have to think about it, think about when..."
Black Tower seems to have difficulty recalling these things because it was so long ago.
Chen Changsheng raised his hand and did some calculations, then said in a daze: "Nine thousand years ago..."
"It seems so."
Heita also doesn’t understand why Chen Changsheng asked about things that happened eight thousand years ago. Could it be that he has something to do with you?
There are only a handful of monks in this world who can live for more than a thousand years, let alone more than nine thousand years.
Chen Changsheng frowned and looked into the distance.
There was a thick layer of dark clouds accumulating there, as if a heavy rain was about to pour on the world.
"It's a mess..."
Chen Changsheng's lips parted slightly. After thinking about it over and over, he felt it was particularly strange.
The Yu Xuan he knew should be someone from the past thousand years.
Then who was the little girl named Yuxuan in Nanjun nine thousand years ago?
Heita asked: "What's the mess?"
Chen Changsheng shook his head without explaining. He raised his hand and was about to seal the black tower again, but suddenly paused.
Seeing him raise his hand, Heita seemed to have expected something.
Heita said angrily: "Hey, Chen, if you seal me again, I won't be a thing anymore!"
Chen Changsheng withdrew his hand and suddenly said: "Take me to the deserted sea."
Heita paused and asked, "Don't you know how to go?"
"The Tomb of the Sword Immortal Yuxuan."
Chen Changsheng had many doubts in his heart. He felt that maybe he could find some clues in Yuxuan's tomb.
This 'old friend' whom he had never met before gave Chen Changsheng a familiar yet strange feeling. In the final analysis, he still had to go and see it.
The black tower guided Chen Changsheng towards the deserted sea. The fairy sword stretched across the sky. The scenery under his feet gradually became sad, and then the vegetation turned into an endless deserted sea.
Seeing this scene, Heita couldn't help but said: "You're not planning to go there with your sword, are you?"
Chen Changsheng asked: "Is there anything I can't do?"
After hearing this, Heita said: "If you want to die, don't hold me back. Her tomb is at the border of the deserted sea. Even she herself has to take a flying boat there. If she runs out of mana and is trapped in the deserted sea, it is no exaggeration to say that even if
Even if a true immortal comes, he or she may not be able to save you."
After hearing this, Chen Changsheng just said lightly.
"The most important thing Chen lacks is his magic power."
Heita wanted to persuade him again, but he finally came out of the deserted sea. He really didn't want to come back to this deserted sea at all.
Unexpectedly, Chen Changsheng ignored it and headed towards the deserted sea with his sword.
Heita muttered in panic: "It's over, it's over..."
He looked at the boundless desolate sea under the fairy sword, and felt a little fear in his heart.
Meeting this person with the surname Chen is really bad luck for eight lifetimes!
"Guide the way!"
Chen Changsheng said one sentence and said nothing more.
Heita has also boarded the pirate ship now. Although he is unwilling to cooperate, he still thinks that it is better to show the way to Chen and be trapped in the desert than to die under the sword of Chen.
…
The outskirts of Qiuyuefang were calm as usual.
A carriage stopped on the road down the mountain.
Yunxiang got off the carriage and raised her head to look at the Taoist temple on the mountain.
Last year, Sister Tao said that Mr. Huaixu would come back when he arrived, so she came once during the summer solstice a few days ago. Sister Tao said that she had to wait another two days, so today is the day.
Several servants and maids accompanying her escorted her up the mountain.
The road up the mountain is not easy to walk. As a girl, Yunxiang can't help but find it a little difficult to walk.
When she arrived at the gate of the Taoist temple, Yunxiang saw that the door of the Taoist temple was open, so she ordered the servants beside her: "You all wait outside."
She took a step forward and walked into the temple alone.
Tong Zhihuan was putting incense on the statue of Zhenwu God. When he turned around and looked through the middle house, he saw the rue in the courtyard.
"Miss Yun." Tong Zhi called out and then walked towards the courtyard.
Yunxiang asked quickly: "Is Mr. Chen back?"
Tong Zhihuan paused and said, "Sir, he... just left."
Yunxiang paused for a moment after hearing this, and then asked: "I missed it..."
Tong Zhihuan said quickly: "Miss Yun, don't worry, your husband will come back, he just went to deal with some things."
Yunxiang raised her head, her eyes were a little eager, and she seemed to be hesitant to speak.
She pursed her lips as before and asked, "Can I wait here for Mr. Chen to come back?"