The prince from the Jokhang Dynasty was surrounded by old men who were like the four old men of water, fire, wood and earth. They used their cultivation to make their sense of existence very weak.
No one paid attention to them at the moment, and the old man was frowning all the time, seeming to be thinking about something.
After a while, he said: "Your Highness, I need to go back to Jozhao to ask for advice from Patriarch Tian!"
"Ancestor Tian!?" The prince was stunned.
"Well, yes!"
"But hasn't Patriarch Tian been in seclusion for more than a hundred years?"
Mr. Yan did not speak, but said: "Maybe Ancestor Tian knows something about the prince's doubts!"
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
"It's him!!!"
The lobby was still toasting each other, but now everyone stopped what they were doing when they saw the people coming.
It was the old Taoist priest who went straight to the seat next to Yin Zhengyue and sat down, pushing aside Changsun Muyu and Zhuo Yiya, who were secretly competing with each other.
"It's you who's here!" Mrs. Yin was delighted.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the eyes of those powerful people fell on the old Taoist priest, staring at him closely.
But Mr. Yan, who was about to leave, suddenly froze.
The prince noticed and sent a message: "What's wrong with you, Mr. Yan?"
Only then did Mr. Yan react. There was a hint of vibrato in his voice, and he replied via voice transmission: "I know who he is!!!"
"What?"
"When I was a kid, I met him. He was the one who defeated the Heavenly Ancestor one hundred and fifty years ago!!!"
As soon as Mr. Yan finished speaking, before the prince could speak, he completely disappeared and left in a hurry.
"What, why are you not happy when I come?" the old Taoist priest said, his smiling eyes narrowed as he looked at Yin Zhengyue.
Yin Zhengyue raised her eyebrows slightly, "Is it that gust of wind that keeps bringing you here? Aren't you very busy?" This tone was a bit strange, and there was a bit of resentment in it.
Of course she complained, how could Yin Zhengyue not complain!
It was because of this old man that he changed her destiny and brought her to this different world!!!
The old Taoist smiled and said, "You are still thinking about that matter in your heart. Don't you think it's great now?"
Yin Zhengyue hummed softly.
But he asked instead: "Where is your explanation?"
"Explain, you won't accept my explanation."
"..."
The old Taoist's dark eyes looked into Yin Zhengyue's eyes, "You won't accept his explanation, and you won't accept my explanation."
"..."
On the fifth Huaizhen's explanation, the void body, Yin Zhengyue didn't ask any more questions at that time, she just threw down the silver bell he gave her and said she didn't need it.
What is not necessary?
What is not needed is the silver bell.
But this doesn't need to be explained to them, because Yin Zhengyue doesn't need to explain.
Because there is an inevitable relationship here.
It’s not that Yin Zhengyue doesn’t need explanation, but it’s that she doesn’t need Fifth Huai Zhen’s charity.
And she is waiting, waiting for the day when the truth comes out.
In her heart, she knew that this day was coming.
The old Taoist laughed and laughed, and Ying Jiangshan beside him felt his back numb. Zhuo Yiya and Changsun Muyu originally wanted to get closer, but they were far away at the moment. No matter how he looked at it, the old Taoist felt that
Very strange.
Those people also looked at the old man's smile and felt creepy.
Although he couldn't feel his cultivation level, his laughter was inexplicably creepy.