Meihezi is destined to be one of the most terrifying opponents in Ye Xiaochuan's life.
This woman is terrifying, not because of her cultivation, but because of her head.
If Ye Xiaochuan is the person who will stir up troubles in the Three Realms openly in the future, then Meihezi is the person who will stir up the storms secretly.
Even Yu Jizi, who fought against Ye Xiaochuan in Yi Zhuang, has never thought about where Wangcai will go.
Meihezi thought of it.
The most terrifying thing was that she not only thought that Wangcai would most likely leave Cangyun, but she also deduced that Ye Xiaochuan had appeared in Tianshui City last night just based on Wangcai's move of the Skyfire Meteorite.
It was as if she had seen it with her own eyes. Except for not inferring that the person fighting Ye Xiaochuan was Yu Jizi, the other details were exactly as she had guessed.
In his heart, Gu Jianchi agreed with Meihezi's speculation.
On the way back to Qiming Mountain, Ye Xiaochuan suddenly left quietly. Counting the time, he should have arrived at Cangyun Mountain long ago.
It's just that Gu Jianchi couldn't figure it out. If Ye Xiaochuan was the cause of Wangcai's anger last night, then why did Ye Xiaochuan rush to Cangyun as soon as possible after experiencing the two major events of the dragon gate fight and the temple meeting?
What is it for?
people?
thing?
Object?
If it was for the latter two, that would be fine. If Ye Xiaochuan took the risk and sneaked into Cangyun Mountain for a certain person, that would not be the outcome Gu Jianchi least wanted to see.
Because Ye Xiaochuan could only come here for Yun Qiyou.
Now Gu Jianchi has "encountered" Yun Qiyou twice in Qingluan Pavilion, which makes Gu Jianchi feel that he will soon win the beauty's heart.
If Ye Xiaochuan comes to pester Yun Qiyou again at this time, Gu Jianchi's road to picking up girls will become very passive and bumpy.
Gu Jianchi still held on to a glimmer of hope and said: "This is all your guess. There is no evidence to prove that Ye Xiaochuan appeared near Cangyun Mountain."
Mihezi said softly: "If you want evidence, it's actually very simple.
If Wangcai never returns to Cangyun, it means that the tragedy in Tianshui City is related to Ye Xiaochuan."
Gu Jianchi nodded slightly, prosperous wealth is indeed the most direct evidence.
Over the past ten years, everyone in Cangyun has long been accustomed to the existence of prosperous wealth. Everyone has regarded prosperous wealth and wealth as the guardian spirit birds of Cangyun Sect.
If Wangcai really leaves, the blow to Cangyun Sect will be very big.
In the afternoon, Yuan Xiaolou helped Ye Xiaochuan out of the cave.
Ye Xiaochuan wanted to leave by himself, but Yuan Xiaolou refused to let him go, saying that he was injured and needed to rest for a hundred days.
Ye Xiaochuan smiled bitterly in his heart.
A hundred days of broken muscles and bones is just for a mortal.
He is a powerful cultivator in the early stage of immortality. Looking at the three realms, he is also a top master.
The true spiritual energy in the body will operate automatically, and these broken ribs can be completely restored in a few days.
After sitting cross-legged and meditating for several hours, except for some corrosive evil spirits that have not yet been eliminated from my body, my broken bones no longer hurt.
Hey, if Yuan Xiaolou wants to support him, let her support him. Ye Xiaochuan always can't bear to refuse any request of this silly girl.
In order to prevent Yuan Xiaolou from thinking too much, Ye Xiaochuan had to pretend to be weak.
Yuan Xiaolou supported Ye Xiaochuan and walked in the snow valley outside the cave.
This scene was familiar to both of them.
Ten years ago, in a private house in Lantian County, Yuan Xiaolou supported Ye Xiaochuan like this when he was a toddler.
Time is ruthless and time flies like an arrow.
Ten years ago passed in the blink of an eye.
There was some strangeness and estrangement between the two, but with this support, all the invisible barriers between the two disappeared.
It seems that the two were not separated for nearly ten years, but only separated for less than ten days.
The old storyteller at the entrance of the cave looked at the backs of the two strolling, with a hint of warmth flashing in his deep eyes.
At this moment, a thought flashed through his mind, how great it would be if Ye Xiaochuan was not the savior, so that he would have nothing to do with Yun Qiyou and could live with Xiaolou forever.
Unfortunately, this thought only passed by for a moment.
The old storyteller knows better than anyone else that there are no ifs in life.
Yuan Xiaolou fell in love with someone she shouldn't have loved. Yuan Xiaolou will suffer ten times and a hundred times more pain in the next ten years.
Once in Lantian County, the old storyteller wanted to control Yuan Xiaolou's growing affection for Ye Xiaochuan.
However, people's feelings are not under their control. Yuan Xiaolou still fell in love with Ye Xiaochuan.
The two of them were walking in the distance, reliving the good memories of the past.
Two sacred birds were hovering at low altitude, also in pairs.
Only the old storyteller is alone.
This reminded him of another woman.
That almighty Her Majesty the Queen.
That seemed to be a memory from his previous life.
He sighed softly, turned around and walked into the cave behind him.
A cloud of black energy followed in.
The old storyteller glanced at him and said, "King of Ghosts, aren't you afraid that I will scatter this remnant of your soul?"
The black air turned into the form of leaf tea.
Ye Chadao: "With your way of doing things, no matter whether I am hiding in Ye Xiaochuan's sea of soul or not, you can beat me to pieces. What do I have to worry about?"
When talking to others, Ye Cha always calls himself the king.
But when I talked to the old storyteller, he claimed to be me.
It can be seen that Ye Cha respected and even feared this fat old man in his heart.
Facing Ye Cha's compliment, the old storyteller didn't look proud.
He said: "King of Ghosts, if you show up to see me, you must have something to do, right?"
Ye Chadao: "I want to ask you to verify something."
The old storyteller asked: "What's the matter?"
Ye Chadao: "Do you know Zhuo Shaoqun?"
The old storyteller's expression changed but he did not speak.
Ye Chadao: "It seems that we have met each other. I joked about the world and said it bluntly. I didn't expect that I could meet the inheritor of this lineage. You are not Zhuge Zhengyi, the young man who was next to Zhuo Shaoqun back then. You should be
He must be Zhuo Shaoqun’s disciple.”
The old storyteller was silent for a long time, and then slowly said: "Have you met my master and master?"
Ye Cha said: "I met them several times during my lifetime. I, Ye Cha, have traveled all over the world in my life and have met countless people. Your master, Zhuo Shaoqun, is the only person I cannot understand."
Now that I think about it, I should understand. The true method he cultivates is the same as that of you and Xiaochuan. They are all methods of cultivating acupuncture points."
The old storyteller was silent.
Silence is the default.
Ye Cha Dao: "In those days, Zhuo Shaoqun used the Tiangang Divine Calculation to deduce the fate, and came up with sixteen characters. Feng Tang Yi Lao, Li Guang Nan Feng, and being imprisoned for thousands of years, the time is also destiny.
The look in his eyes at me was very sad.
I didn't understand the meaning of this sentence before, nor did I understand why he looked at me with sad eyes.
At that time, he advised me to give up China and live my life outside the Yumen Pass.
At that time, I had just unified the Holy Religion and aspired to be the leader of Xumi. It was a matter of great excitement in my life, so I did not take his words to heart.
It wasn't until I was trapped for hundreds of years that I discovered that my whole life had already been deduced by Zhuo Shaoqun.
He knew a long time ago that I was defeated miserably by the Samsara Sword Formation, and he knew a long time ago that my soul would be imprisoned for a thousand years. Unfortunately, I understood it too late. If I could have listened to his words back then, I would not have ended up like this.
