The entrance to the secret realm appeared, and the upright disciples filed in one by one and disappeared into the entrance of the cave.
Ye Kong raised his head and glanced at the entrance. When he stepped in, he pulled Lin Yaoyao along with him.
Before Lin Yaoyao could react, she was pulled into the Changgu Cave by Ye Kongla.
After all the decent disciples entered, the demon sect disciples rushed in one after another as if they had been given a shot of blood, without any rules at all.
Two thousand people, in less than ten breaths, all stepped into the Changgu Cave.
As two thousand people entered, the entrance of Changgu Cave Heaven disappeared.
The next opening will be in a month.
The leaders from all parties did not leave, for fear that they would be attacked by the Demon Cult if they left alone.
The people from the Demon Cult also waited patiently.
It's only a month, it's nothing to them.
…
Changgu Cave Tianzhong.
Ye Kong pulled Lin Yaoyao, spread out his spiritual consciousness, found a courtyard, and took Lin Yaoyao down.
Although this place is randomly teleported, Ye Kong's spiritual power is so strong that he can land wherever he wants.
As Lin Yaoyao and Ye Kong fell, people who entered the Changgu Cave Sky fell one after another.
Xiaobai and Xiaoqing fell together, and of course they were controlled by Ye Kong. When they came in before, Xiaobai and Xiaoqing were far away from each other, so Ye Kong didn't pull them together.
In the small courtyard, Lin Yaoyao held Ye Kong's right hand and felt the warmth from her palm.
Before, Ye Kong was holding Lin Yaoyao, but after he came in, it was Lin Yaoyao who was holding Ye Kong.
"Disciple, are you scared?" Ye Kong turned around and asked.
"Don't be afraid." Lin Yaoyao shook her head.
What are you afraid of? I am the empress, what can I be afraid of?
"If you're not afraid, then why are you pinching my hand?" Ye Kong said angrily.
Lin Yaoyao held his hand tightly. If he hadn't been so strong, it might have been pinched in pain.
Lin Yaoyao lowered her head and saw that she was still holding Master's hand, and suddenly let go, as if she had touched the point.
Ye Kong shook his head, looked at the rocking chair next to him, and lay down.
Comfortable~
Lin Yaoyao turned around, her cheeks rosy and her heart angry.
It's obviously Master holding my hand! How come it's me holding your hand?
Lin Yaoyao thought that when she first came in, the master grabbed her hand and she had not yet reacted.
Until I came in, I was in a daze and forgot about it for a while.
When he reacted, he held his hand.
Ye Kong half-squinted his eyes, looked at Lin Yaoyao's back, and said: "Disciple, your figure is beautiful, but there is no need to let me see it all the time."
"There is a chair next to here, come and lie down and rest."
When Lin Yaoyao heard this, she was angry and retorted:
"Who told you to look at me? Close your eyes!"
"Besides, it was obviously you who grabbed my hand when I came in!"
"Okay, okay, I'll hold your hand." Ye Kong didn't bother to vent his anger on Lin Yaoyao, so he just took whatever she said.
"Humph!" Lin Yaoyao snorted coldly and walked out of the yard. She didn't know whether she was angry or angry for a moment.
Something's wrong!
Master obviously grabbed my hand, why didn't I break free?
Moreover, why did it become me grabbing Master’s hand when I came in?
I don't seem to be that angry, nor do I hate Master...
Has this emperor changed?
Lin Yaoyao was outside the small courtyard, thinking constantly.
She felt that she was not that angry.
In the past, it would have been difficult for a man to even get close to her, let alone grab her hand.
If you dare to touch it, you will definitely die without a burial place!
But now, it seems that he is not so resistant.
"What's going on?"
Lin Yaoyao was thinking as she walked, but she couldn't understand something.
In the small courtyard.
Seeing Lin Yaoyao go away, Ye Kong shook his head, looked at the rocking chair next to him, and said softly: "People in the room, please come out."
However, no one responded.
"Stop plowing the land hiding behind words, the cattle will be slaughtered." Ye Kong said angrily.
In the house, there is a painting on the wall.
The painting of an old man plowing a field with a buffalo looks a bit shabby, but also very accomplished, nothing eye-catching.
But as soon as Ye Kong's consciousness swept through it, he knew there was an aura inside.
As Ye Kong's voice came in, the old man in the painting came out, carried a hoe and walked out of the room. He looked at Ye Kong lying on the rocking chair, put down the hoe and stood behind Ye Kong.
"Sit down, you're welcome." Ye Kong said with a smile.
Obviously the old farmer is the owner of this place, but now it seems that Ye Kong is more like him.
After hearing what Ye Kong said, the old farmer sat on another rocking chair, took out a tea set, and respectfully poured a cup of tea for Ye Kong.
Ye Kong didn't look at him, but asked: "Are you a clone, or what the hell?"
When the old farmer heard this, he was not angry and said directly: "I... am the incarnation of memory."
"Memory incarnation? Emperor Changgu?" Ye Kong asked.
"If you don't dare, just call me Changgu." The old farmer said with a slight salute.
"Changgu, is this where you live?" Ye Kong pointed outside and asked.
Changgu nodded and said slowly: "This is the place where I attained enlightenment, and it is also the dojo I opened. It's a pity that all the changes have become a thing of the past."
Hearing this, Ye Kong picked up the teacup and took a sip, then glanced at Emperor Changgu.
Emperor Changgu, dressed in coarse linen clothes, had a sophisticated look on his face, deep eyes, and his skin was tanned by the sun.
"This is a little different from the Changgu Emperor I saw." Ye Kong frowned.
When Luo Yangtian handed over everything about Changgu Cave to Ye Kong, Ye Kong also saw the portrait of Emperor Changgu.
Wearing silk and satin, a flower cap on her head, and flowing cloud boots on her feet, she was surrounded by countless beauties. Her eyes were not very deep, and she was a bit fatter.
"Mastering power will make people lose their true nature." Changgu said in a deep voice, with a complicated face.
"Let me tell you a story."
"Speak." Ye Kong nodded.
Changgu closed his eyes and calmed down for a long time, then said:
"Once upon a time, there was an old farmer who rented two acres of land from the local area and spent all his savings to buy a dying old cow, which he used to cultivate the land and keep him company."
"The old farmer has no children or wives in his life, because he is poor and cannot afford anything. Every year, 90% of the harvest is handed over to the landlord, and 10% is kept for himself, barely surviving on food and clothing."
"But, that old farmer, whether it was due to luck or God's favor, he picked up a secret book and a storage ring while plowing the fields."
"It's funny to say that when the old farmer still fantasized about cultivating immortals at his age, he tried to practice according to the secret book. There were also some special things in the storage ring that could help the old farmer practice quickly. As a result, the old farmer really embarked on the path of immortality, and his strength gradually changed.
powerful."
"That day, the landowner came to collect grain, but the old farmer had been cultivating immortality and had no land to cultivate. The landowner couldn't harvest the grain, so he killed the old cow."
"The old farmer took action and killed the landlord's family. The landlord came with his retainers to take revenge. As a result, the old farmer killed the landlord's entire family."
"At the back, the old farmer killed and killed, practicing all the way, as if there were no bottlenecks."
"Gradually, the old farmer lost his original intention and became greedy, obsessed with beauty and obsessed with power."
"In the end, he provoked a powerful enemy and was killed. Before his death, the old farmer returned a trace of his origin to the place where he farmed. He used the power of his origin to evolve a dojo, carved out his last kindness, and hid it in the painting. The origin carried the remaining soul.
Melt into the crystal and want to be reborn.”
When the old farmer said this, he picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. Tea is bitter and people are bitter.
"You said, if this old farmer hadn't picked up the secret books and treasures, he wouldn't have had so many troubles from time to time?" The old farmer looked at Ye Kong.
"Yes." Ye Kong nodded. If the old farmer hadn't picked up the treasure, there wouldn't be so much trouble.