Ye Xiaochuan gritted his teeth and could almost conclude that the countless skeleton warriors who suddenly appeared tonight had something to do with Yun Qiyou.
Since Yun Qi had a tryst with Cangyun Sect's long-lost Five Elements Escape, Thousand Mile Escape, and Five Ghosts to Luck Money, she knew how to spread the beans and turn it into a weapon, so Ye Xiaochuan would not be surprised.
He cursed Yun Qiyou secretly in his heart. Did he really owe this woman in his previous life? Why is he always in trouble with him?
The more he thought about it, the more unbalanced he became. The reason behind it was that Situ Feng caused trouble six thousand years ago. Why did he kill Su Qinglian? As a result, he became the new owner of Wufeng Sword and had to pay off Situ Feng's debt.
After a long time, there was still silence in the wilderness. Those terrifying and difficult skeleton warriors did not chase them. They seemed to just want to harass Ye Xiaochuan and others, and had no intention of putting them to death.
This made it even more certain that Yun Qiyou was playing a prank secretly.
It was dawn, and the fields were gray. The wheat seedlings that had just grown ears were green and glossy, and they looked a bit like dust under the cover of morning mist.
On the ancient wilderness road, Ye Xiaochuan was very depressed because he didn't have a donkey to ride on.
Last night, Yang Ling'er used her true spiritual power to shatter the horse's internal organs and it died instantly. Henceforth, she took possession of Ye Xiaochuan's donkey.
It is not accurate to say that it was occupied. Ye Xiaochuan sold the donkey to Yang Ling'er at a price ten times higher than the market price, for a total of fifty taels.
The reason why I was depressed was because Baili Yuan snatched the donkey away from me before I could get it. She said that she bought the donkey with money in the town yesterday morning. The ownership belongs to her. Even if she sells the donkey, of course she will lose the money.
It must be hers.
After losing the donkey and losing money, Ye Xiaochuan had a dark face all day long.
Baili Yuan and Yang Ling'er sat sideways on the back of the donkey, while he held a rein in one hand and became the groom.
From time to time in the wilderness, you can see farmers working in the fields with hoes and business travelers passing by. The two people on the back of donkeys, Baili Yuan, are handsome in appearance, graceful in figure, and a peerless beauty.
Yang Ling'er is dressed in a lavender Confucian robe, her hair is combed into a scholar's crown, her lips are red and her teeth are white, and her eyebrows are picturesque. She looks like a handsome and charming young man.
Ye Xiaochuan was like a servant to the two of them. He looked like a servant. Many passers-by turned their heads and noticed, and some even pointed at him, which made Ye Xiaochuan quite embarrassed.
"It's okay to serve Mr. Yang. After all, he is rich. In this era, rich people are considered uncles. But this Bailiyuan is a poor guy like me. Why should I give her the reins of the horse?"
Every time Ye Xiaochuan thought about this and saw Baili Yuan chatting and laughing with Yang Ling'er, he would look at Baili Yuan with disdain.
Bailiyuan had long known that Ye Xiaochuan must be very angry and dissatisfied at this moment, but she just pretended not to see Ye Xiaochuan's angry and contemptuous eyes and continued to chat and laugh with the handsome young man Yang Gongzi.
Through chatting, both Bailiyuan and Ye Xiaochuan were surprised to find that Young Master Yang, a pretty boy who was weak in literature and very effeminate, was very experienced and experienced at a young age.
When Baili Yuan talked with her about music, chess, calligraphy and painting, she always had profound and unique insights. When he talked about poetry, poetry and poetry with her, Mr. Yang still had no problem.
So much so that when Baili Yuan started talking to her about the major events in the world, the grievances between good and evil, and other things in the world of cultivation, Mr. Yang was able to answer them fluently.
In the hearts of Bailiyuan and Ye Xiaochuan, this pretty boy gradually felt that he was an unfathomable person.
Looking at her analysis of the grievances between good and evil in today's world of cultivation, it's no wonder that she was able to blurt out words that spread the beans and turned into an enemy last night.
After Yang Ling'er talked about the current layout of the righteous path, Ye Moumou, the young boy and groom in front of him, finally couldn't help it and said: "Master Yang, where are you from? How do you know so much about the world of cultivation? Even Miao Miaomiao a hundred years ago
You are well aware of the Great Fighting Techniques of Gezheng and Demons, don’t you come from some cultivation sect as well?”
Yang Ling'er's heart skipped a beat, thinking that her identity had been exposed, but when she saw Ye Xiaochuan's eyes were confused, he didn't look like he had seen through everything.
She said: "As the saying goes, books have their own beauty, and books have their own houses of gold. From the day humans were civilized, writing came into being. In the ocean of books, there is nothing that has not been recorded.
.I have been fortunate enough to read the "Illustrations of Nine Provinces", "Illustrations of Gods and Demons", "Illustrations of Mountains and Seas", "The Classic of the Four Seas", "The Great Wilderness Sutra" and other ancient and wonderful books, so I have some respect for you ascetics and the entire world.
learn."
Ye Xiaochuan nodded with sudden realization, but soon said with some surprise: "These are all unique fragments, especially the "Gods and Demons" and "The Great Wilderness Sutra" are only fragments that have been circulated in the world. Could it be that Mr. Yang has it in his family?
Did you find these solitary fragments?"
Yang Ling'er smiled and said: "I have collected some. My family has a library with nine floors in total and a collection of millions of books, ranging from ancient times to today's literati's works, from poems and songs, collections of classics and history, to military strategies, strange people and strange things,
They all dabble in collecting.”
Ye Xiaochuan said with envy: "A million volumes? It's amazing, it's amazing, it can almost catch up with the collection of books that our Cangyun Sect collected in four thousand years. I'm not interested in poetry and songs, but the strange people and stories from the past to the present, the stories of gods and demons,
I am quite interested in legends and myths, and I will definitely visit your mansion if I have the opportunity."
Yang Ling'er smiled and said, "Okay, welcome to my home."
Baili Yuan said: "You can pull me down, I don't know you yet? Are you the only one? Are you still reading books like others? Do you still want to be a learned man like Mr. Yang?"
Ye Xiaochuan curled his lips and said: "Even if I can't be a learned man, I can still be a young hero in the world of madness!"
Baili Yuan immediately shook his head and said: "You have good qualifications and a high level of Taoism. You may be able to dominate the world and become a first-class Taoist master in the future, but it is impossible for you to go crazy and go crazy in the world!"
Ye Xiaochuan was furious.
Unexpectedly, Yang Ling'er also looked confused and said: "Fairy Baili, what do you mean by this? Last night I saw that Ye Shaoxia has strong spells and sharp sword skills. Why can he become a master who is unique in the world, but cannot become a master in the world of crazy demons? There are some reasons for this.
What’s the difference?”
Baili Yuan smiled and said: "Of course there is a difference, let's take Cangyun Sect as an example. Ye Xiaochuan's master, Taoist Master Qingfeng, relied on a Qingfeng Sword hundreds of years ago to dominate the world. But there is another one from Cangyun Sect.
Elder Chi Yan, Taoist priest, may not necessarily be better than Taoist Qingfeng, but senior Chi Yan is a master who is crazy in the world."
Ye Xiaochuan also became interested and said: "What do you mean by this? Why can't my master be called the master of the crazy world, while Uncle Chi Yan, who has a slightly lower cultivation level, can be called the crazy master of the world?"
Baili Yuan gently patted his face and said: "It's about appearance. Your master's appearance is not up to par. He is not as handsome as Taoist Chi Yan. To become a master in the world of crazy demons, it is not just about having profound Taoism.
There is another prerequisite, that is, you must be handsome."
Ye Xiaochuan was suffocated, feeling that Baili Yuan was just roundabout and mocking his own ugliness, so he could only dominate the world, but he could not go crazy in the world.
