The night in Xingcheng is quieter than before. It seems that everyone in this city now has a restless heart under the calm appearance.
Uneasiness always stems from fear of the unknown and speculation about the unpredictable.
After a night of silence, when the east became white, the city began to gain some vitality. However, compared with the past, this vitality was far inferior, and it was obvious that it would not be able to recover for a long time in the future.
Prosperity.
For ordinary people, war may not be the most terrifying thing, but what comes after the war is.
But the rise and fall of Xingcheng has nothing to do with Summer Palace.
Especially the market in front of the Summer Palace main hall is open day and night. Even the uninvited families or casual cultivators will come all the way to this temporary cultivation world market to show their talents.
family wealth in exchange for rare cultivation materials.
This market alone can be called a grand event on the mountain.
What's more, what is about to be held in the Xingcheng Summer Palace is a large-scale fasting festival that has never been seen in Southwest Hanzhou in the past two hundred years. A huge mandala has been built on the side of the middle palace. The elders and disciples of the four major sects in Southwest Hanzhou have all
With participation, it can be described as an unprecedented event.
So, on the first morning of this fasting event, almost all the sects and monks of all sizes went to the mandala to watch, leaving only some little Taoist boys or little Taoist nuns staying at their own market stalls.
All of them had to sit there with resentment on their faces, very dejected.
Naturally, no one was willing to pay attention to the white-haired old man with a thick black wooden cane and wearing a gray preaching robe.
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The white-haired old man didn't care. He just walked from stall to stall from the beginning, stroking his beard and shaking his head from time to time, or nodding with a smile. On the rare occasions when he made inquiries, all he bought were some weird and unattractive spiritual herbs.
Being in a hurry and spending every penny was often complained by the unhappy boy Taoist nuns. The old man didn't take it to heart either. He came and left with a smile on his face.
Just like other casual cultivators in the market these days, all of them look charitable.
The white-haired old man just walked and looked at it. He had a patched gray cloth bag in his hand. From the beginning to the end, it always looked shriveled. It was really shabby.
He just walked around without saying a word until he reached a certain stall, and then he stopped and looked at the stall seriously for the first time.
The stall was simply decorated, with just a six-foot-square black cloth spread on the ground. There were scattered pieces of broken metal, large and small, long and short, some of which were rusty daggers, and some of which were covered in bullets.
The copper-green ancient clocks, broken mirrors, and damaged lamps are completely different from the splendid appearance of the fairy gate on the mountain. They just look like a scammer's stall selling ancient objects at the bottom of the mountain. Even if they have been placed in the corner of the market for a long time, they are still there.
No one stayed longer.
The white-haired old man's eyes lingered on some of the items that were even covered with dust for a long time. He couldn't help but squat down and pick up a pair of gloves to take a closer look.
It’s not too shabby, I’ve seen many stalls selling things along the way, but your place is full of stalls, so you probably haven’t sold any of them, it’s shameful, it’s really shameful.”
Sitting behind the stall is an old man wearing jute clothes and a yellow cloth tie. He has bright eyes and neat beard and hair. He sits cross-legged on a straw mat, like a yellow cypress with roots like a dragon. Hearing this
He didn't even look at the white-haired old man, but just stared at his stall in a daze, "These old things are only sold to young people."
The white-haired old man shook his head slowly, threw down the gloves and said, "What a pity."
The old man in yellow raised his head for the first time to see the white-haired old man's head full of white hair. The breaths between the two of them were flowing, and everything around them became real and illusory. Then he asked, "That person...
...After going south, he went west again.”
The white-haired old man hummed, raised his right hand and made a few quick calculations, then shook his head and said, "They should have gone to Qingcheng Mountain, but those guys from the Fox Clan are the best at covering up the secrets of the sky. Both the Fox Clan and him are in chaos.
It’s unbearable and I can’t figure it out.”
The old man in yellow looked down at his stall again, "Nowadays, the whole world is in chaos, and there are so many things that cannot be calculated."
"Yes," the white-haired old man said with emotion, "I never thought that when I grow old, I will encounter such a world. If I had been born a hundred years earlier and walked in front of Liu Xian, my whole life would have passed peacefully."
The old man in yellow moved his mouth slightly, and then asked, "Who are you here to meet this time? I know that woman has also come to Hanzhou."
The white-haired old man looked in a certain direction, then looked away after a long time, "It has nothing to do with her. I came here this time because something went wrong at the 'Heaven and Earth Conference' in Kunlun in the northwest."
For the first time, the face of the old man in yellow, Fu Jing Bubo, had a big wave. He looked at the white-haired old man with a hint of fire in his eyes, "They really dare to take action?"
The white-haired old man hummed again, "At this point, what else do you dare not to do?" He looked at the old man in yellow and said slowly, "Since the ones from the north are doing the first grade of junior high school, I'm afraid the ones from the south will also dare to do it.
fifteen."
The old man in yellow was silent.
The white-haired old man continued, "By holding this Heaven and Earth Conference at this time, Bai Xian has undoubtedly opened the still-hidden window between our human race and the four barbarians in advance. I'm afraid..." He looked up.
He glanced at the sky and said, "I'm afraid the two sides will start to collide more and more violently before then. Nowadays, in the four directions of Central Continent, except Changzhou in the northeast, Hanzhou in the southwest has the biggest changes, although that person also has a lot of plans in it.
, but...after all, you still have to be more careful, and be more careful."
The old man in yellow finally said, "I will only do what I want to do. I have never paid attention to their things in the past, and I will not pay attention to them in the future. As for the current situation in Southwest Hanzhou... it is still
Let the young people decide for themselves."
The white-haired old man looked at the old man in yellow and frowned slightly, "Perhaps the current turmoil in Hanzhou in southwest China has something to do with what you did."
"Maybe," the old man in yellow looked up at the sky, "or maybe this is part of God's will."
"God's will?" The white-haired old man looked at the old man in yellow seriously, "If I hadn't known that it was impossible, I would have thought that someone had taken away your body." He stood up to leave.
"Some things, after all, it's best not to go too far. The now fragmented human race in Central Continent can't stand the torment of more people..."
The old man in yellow did not respond to his question, but said, "Since we have met, give one to your juniors."
The white-haired old man turned around and looked at the rags on the stall, and slowly shook his head, "Giving these things to them may not necessarily be their blessing, especially in today's southwest Hanzhou."
After saying that, he didn't stop, turned around and left.
After he visited the last stall, he strolled out of the Summer Palace.
Then, at a moment when no one is watching.
In an instant, it disappeared without a trace.
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