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Chapter 947 Empty Ancient City

The old Taoist smiled and watched the butcher leave, then climbed up to the city wall and looked at the old Confucian scholar in blue clothes on the city wall with respect.

The old scholar in Qingshi's shirt had already put down his pen and continued to drink, and was muttering something.

However, there was a strong wind blowing over the sea of ​​lanterns, which made the words of the old Confucian scholar in green clothes very vague and no one could hear it clearly.

The vast world on the sea of ​​lanterns slowly dissipated like a mirage.

But the old Taoist knew that this was not a mirage, but because of the taboo power of the sea of ​​lanterns, this great world did not allow the existence of this vast world.

Looking into the distance, the old Taoist vaguely had a trace of expectation.

The intuition told him that the person he was waiting for was coming soon.

"Your name is Zhang Qingfeng, right?"

At this time, the old Confucian scholar in green clothes on the city wall turned around and looked at the old Taoist, took a sip of old wine, patted his side, and said, "Come and sit and talk."

The old Taoist named Zhang Qingfeng bowed and came to the old Confucian scholar to sit down as he said.

The old scholar Xu narrowed his eyes and looked at the sea of ​​Lanterns and said, "Why are you always paying me for wine?"

The old Taoist smiled and said, "The master told me before that people should always do things within their ability when they live in the world."

The old Confucian scholar stared at the old Taoist and shook his head and said, "No, no, no, this principle is not right. Only when people do what they want to do, can they do their best, and even do their best."

"Besides, living in this ancient city is no different from a dead person."

The old Confucian scholar withdrew his gaze.

The old Taoist smiled indifferently and said, "But he has been alive, right?"

"No one remembers it, they are all dead."

The old Confucian scholar murmured, and after another sip of wine, he swayed and almost fell down the city wall. He threw the wine pot towards the sea of ​​lanterns.

But before it touched the sea of ​​lanterns, it turned into ashes.

The old scholar shook his sleeves, put his hands on his back, raised his chest and raised his head, squinted his eyes and looked at the two clearly divided skyscrapers, and whispered: "All are dead!"

The sound spread throughout the Ancient City of Kong.

But the people in Konggu City are no longer surprised.

In their eyes, Ji Yueyi was like a madman.

The old Taoist seemed to feel something. He looked up at the old Confucian scholar and said, "Can you ask me a question for me?"

The old Confucian scholar slowly lowered his head, as if he felt the world was boring, so he sat down again and said, "Tell me, I may not be able to answer."

The old Taoist bowed with his hands and said, "What are the people in Kong Ancient City?"

The old Confucian scholar turned his head and looked at the old Taoist, laughing and said, "A person has a pair of eyes and is for viewing. Will you not be able to see it?"

The old Taoist shook his head slightly and said, "Forgive me for being stupid and I don't understand it very well."

The old scholar reached out and slapped him directly.

The old Taoist did not hide.

An amazing scene appeared.

The old Confucian scholar's hand was directly blurred when he touched the old Taoist face, and then passed through the old Taoist's head and returned to normal.

The two of them seemed to be in different time and space. Although they were talking, they could not touch each other.

The old Confucian scholar put down his hand, looked at the old Taoist, and said slowly: "Do you understand now?"

The old Taoist was silent, stood up and bowed to the old Confucian scholar, and then walked down the city.

The old Confucian scholar did not go to see the old Taoist, but was still facing the sea of ​​lanterns and murmured: "Everything is dead, I forgot..." The old Taoist who walked down the city wall went to see the butcher, and looked at the butcher in shock.

Next, the old Taoist took away the gold essence and copper coins. Regardless of the butcher's scolding behind his back, he returned to his own acre of three-point land and began to meditate, waiting for the man to arrive.

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This is a real ship.

All the fakes are gone.

Hundreds of thousands of monks died.

Less than 20,000 people remain.

Even the Saint Son of Yaoguang was dead.

Everything seems to happen in a blink of an eye.

At the stern of the boat, Ye Xuan looked at the direction of Kong Ancient City and said nothing.

Ancient city in the sky.

Eternal, eternal.

There were many people living in that city, but that city was empty.

It has always existed in this very strange form.

There is only one real living person.

Zhang Qingfeng.

"Ye Xuan, is Grandpa really in that ancient city?"

Zhang Jingtong came to Ye Xuan and looked towards Kong Ancient City.

Although the dark fog is still very thick, you can vaguely see the high city wall.

Zhang Jingtong is not tall, and she is not yet standing on Ye Xuan's shoulder. She looks extremely petite.

"Here I am."

Ye Xuan nodded slightly and said.

"Why do you know so much?"

Zhang Jingtong looked up at Ye Xuan's face with confusion.

"Probably... I've walked a long way."

Ye Xuan said with a smile.

"I will also have a long way to go in the future."

Zhang Jingtong smiled playfully.

"Good."

Ye Xuan rubbed Zhang Jingtong's head.

Seeing Zhang Jingtong, Ye Xuan couldn't help but think of an old friend.

That old friend is one of his female disciples.

The female disciple, named Yu Chudong, nicknamed Dong'er, died at the age of ten, and wandered alone. She was rescued by Ye Xuan during the war and accepted as a disciple.

That was also the first female disciple of the human race received by Ye Xuan.

No one knows this name just because she has a famous title called "The Fairy Emperor".

The era after the sword emperor Huang Chunqiu was the era of the domineering fairy empress.

After that, it was the era of the ancient emperor of Zhentian.

However, the era of the Fairy Emperor Ba was not long because, like Emperor Mingjing, she had some attachments and her ambitions were not on the imperial career.

Even so, the Domineering Fairy Emperor still amazed that era.

However, the past that Ye Xuan remembered was not after the rise of the Fairy Emperor, but in the year when the Fairy Emperor turned sixteen.

Ye Xuan took her through famous mountains and rivers to see the sufferings of the world.

That night, the moon was hanging high, and the master and apprentice were under a big tree.

Dong'er was roasting the meat while asking Ye Xuan.

"Master, what kind of person do you want Dong'er to become in the future?"

Dong'er looked at her master Yedi who was always sitting three feet away from her with hope.

Yedi said slowly: "Just be yourself."

Dong'er showed a hint of cunning in her beautiful eyes and said, "What if Dong'er becomes a bad person?"

Emperor Ye smiled and said, "Who can tell the so-called right and wrong in this world clearly? So I think it's OK if you do anything."

"Anyway, just don't learn from your master."

"Why?"

Dong'er wondered.

Emperor Ye looked up at the bright moon and sighed, "Because Master is not a human being."

At that moment, Dong'er looked at her master Yedi and suddenly felt that her master was inexplicably pitiful.

What kind of loneliness is that that makes you feel.

An inexplicable sadness breeds in Dong'er's heart.

At that time, Dong'er secretly swore in her heart that she would always be with her master.

Until the day she entered the holy realm, the master suddenly left without saying goodbye.

From then on, she spent her life on the journey of finding her master.

She didn't know that her master Yedi was actually paying attention to her in secret, but she just didn't meet her.

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Zhang Jingtong's voice awakened Ye Xuan from his memories.

The smile on Ye Xuan's mouth slowly covered up, looked at Zhang Jingtong, and said softly: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Jingtong was black at the end and immediately said what she said just now: "I said, you have walked a long way, have you ever encountered the kind of time on the road that makes you desperate and want to give up?"

Ye Xuan looked at the wall of Kong Gucheng that was getting closer and closer and said, "Of course there is."

"I didn't expect you to have such a time, that's a strange thing."

At some point, Yao Yueqing also came to the side and eavesdropped. After hearing Ye Xuan's words, she couldn't help but tease her.

Ye Xuan didn't mind Yao Yueqing's teasing and said slowly: "Failure is not terrible. Just stand up and keep walking."

"A little man is big, he's full of nonsense."

Yao Yueqing hummed.

This guy looks only sixteen or seventeen years old, but he is always old-fashioned, which makes her really unhappy.

Ye Xuan glanced at Yao Yueqing and said with a smile: "That is, I have a family, otherwise you would be lying on the ground and begging for mercy now."

Yao Yueqing didn't understand what Ye Xuan meant. She was so angry that her face blushed and cursed: "You stinky Ye Xuan, you know what to say!"

After saying that, Yao Yueqing stomped her feet and returned to the cabin.

The ancestor Qiankun approached Yao Yueqing with a kind face and whispered: "Actually, it is a great blessing to be teased by my master."

"Senior, why are you..." Yao Yueqing was angry and wanted to say that he was not ashamed.

The ancestor Qiankun sat upright and pretended to be deep and said, "You will understand in the future."


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