Ye Qiu and Master Changmei turned their heads at the same time when they heard the footsteps.
Soon, a sloppy old man appeared in their sight.
The old man is very old. The wrinkles on his face are like withered tree bark. His white hair is extremely dry and dull. The gray gown on his body is in tatters. You can smell a strong smell from a distance.
The sour smell makes people feel nauseous.
The old man had no shoes on his feet, and his feet were naked and dark, like dry firewood.
These are relatively normal.
What's abnormal is that there is a stone sword stuck on the old man's head.
The sword is three feet long, and one foot of the sword tip is inserted straight into the old man's Tianling Cap.
In addition, there was a thick chain tied all over his body, making him look like a prisoner who had committed a serious crime.
Master Changmei whispered: "This old man is not simple!"
"Nonsense, there is a sword stuck in the Tianling Cap and you can still move freely. How can this be simple?"
Ye Qiu stared at the old man for a while, but did not see the old man's cultivation. He whispered: "Old man, do you think this old man is a survivor of Shu Mountain?"
"It's hard to say." Master Changmei said, "How about I go up and ask?"
"Go, be careful." Ye Qiu said.
The long-mei real person stared: "Why don't you go?"
"Didn't you say that you wanted to ask?" Ye Qiu followed: "Besides, you and him should have a common ground."
Hearing this, Master Changmei looked unhappy, "You mean, I'm as slovenly as him?"
Ye Qiu smiled and said: "That's not the case, I mean you and him are both bad old men."
"A dog can't spit out ivory." Changmeizhenren glared at Ye Qiu, strode forward, came to the old man, and said politely: "Brother, why are you here? Are you from Shushan?
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"Dead, dead..." The old man's eyes were empty and lifeless, like a walking corpse.
Master Changmei said again: "Brother, I want to ask you, what happened to Shushan? Why are there three thousand tombs here?"
The old man murmured: "Dead, dead..."
what's the situation?
Is there something wrong with this old man's mind?
Master Changmei refused to give up and continued to ask: "Brother, I come from Longhu Mountain, my Taoist name is Changmei..."
Before Master Changmei could finish his words, the old man said: "Dead, dead."
You died because you stepped on the horse!
Master Changmei complained in his mind, returned to Ye Qiu, and said: "This old guy has a problem with his brain and can't ask anything."
Ye Qiu also noticed that the old man was unconscious and sighed: "Forget it, let's look for the dragon vein!"
Master Changmei hesitated for a moment and said: "Little brat, there is a saying that I don't know whether to say or not."
Ye Qiu was a little annoyed, "Hey old man, when did you become such a mother-in-law? If you fart, hurry up."
Master Chang Mei then said: "The place with dragon veins is a treasure land of Feng Shui. A treasure land of Feng Shui can cultivate outstanding people."
"In other words, if Shushan has dragon veins, it is impossible for Shushan to decline like this."
"I'm not throwing cold water on you. Pindao feels that our trip this time was in vain."
Ye Qiu frowned and said: "If Shushan doesn't have dragon veins, then why did Master let me come to Shushan? Master wouldn't lie to me, right?"
Master Changmei said: "Tianzun Ziyang is a master of the generation. I dare not speculate on his intentions, but I think that since Tianzun Ziyang asked you to come to Shushan, maybe there is an opportunity for you here."
Ye Qiu couldn't figure it out anymore. What chance could a sect that had been wiped out have any chance?
Master Changmei saw Ye Qiu's frown and said, "Little brat, I'm just guessing. Don't think too much. Anyway, we are already here. Let's continue walking forward."
"Although Shushan was destroyed, it was once extremely glorious."
"Presumably, there should be a lot of good things left here."
At the moment, the two continued to move forward.
Ye Qiu turned around from time to time to take a look at the old man. Suddenly, Ye Qiu turned around and went back.
"Little bastard, what are you doing?" Master Changmei asked.
Ye Qiu didn't say anything. He took a few quick steps and arrived in front of the old man.
"Senior, your blood is dry and your life is about to end. I hope this can help you."
Ye Qiu quickly picked off a golden sacred tree leaf from the Qiankun Cauldron, stuffed it into the old man's mouth, and then left.
"Little bastard, what did you give him to eat?" Master Longmei asked curiously.
"What's wrong?" Ye Qiu asked.
Master Changmei smiled and said, "Can you give me a few slices? I don't have any other intention, I just want to taste it."
Ye Qiu said: "Let's wait until your blood dries up!"
The long-mei real person curled his lips and said: "Stingy guy."
Ye Qiu looked back at the old man again, and saw that the old man's body was stiff and he was moving forward slowly, like a lonely ghost.
"I don't know who this old man is or what happened to him. He looks quite pitiful." Ye Qiu sympathized.
Master Longmei said: "Little bastard, if you ask me, you shouldn't help him."
"Look at him like this, so miserable, death is actually a relief."
"Continuing to live is simply a kind of torture for him."
well!
Ye Qiu let out a long sigh and quickly walked through the graves behind Master Changmei.
Not long after.
A huge building appeared in their sight.
These buildings are dilapidated, with broken walls, traces of being burned by fire, and spider webs everywhere. It can be seen that this place used to be extremely glorious.
Master Longmei randomly picked up a piece of charred wood from the ground, squeezed it in his hand, sniffed it with his nose, and finally took a bite.
Boom!
The wood is so hard that the man with long eyebrows almost lost his teeth.
"Old man, what are you doing?" Ye Qiu asked, "Are you crazy about hunger?"
Master Changmei said excitedly: "Little bastard, what do you think this piece of wood is?"
Ye Qiu blurted out: "Golden nanmu."
"How do you know?" Master Changmei looked surprised, and then cursed angrily: "Damn it, you didn't tell me even if you saw it, so I almost bit my teeth off."
Ye Qiu was amused for a moment, "Who knew you could bite with your teeth?"
"Hmph, I don't care. Anyway, you have to help me transport all the wood here."
Master Changmei said: "We are rebuilding Longhu Mountain, and these golden nanmu trees can come in handy."
Ye Qiu ignored the Changmei Master, walked past the buildings, and came to a mountain peak.
This mountain peak is as thick as a large mountain and about a thousand meters high. There is no grass growing on the mountain and it is as straight as a sword.
Ye Qiu looked up and found four big blood-red characters carved on the mountain -
