Under the night sky, on the hill, the middle-aged monk in purple took a sharp look at Ji Jianting, and then looked at Chen Yu and Song Qingyun.
The man's eyes did not linger on Song Qingyun, he just glanced briefly, and then stared at Chen Yu.
Unlike the fat Taoist priest and Song Qingyun, the man's eyes looked extremely solemn when he looked at Chen Yu, because both Ji Jianting and Song Qingyun could be seen through by the man at a glance, but Chen Yu was different. He just had a faceless face.
Standing there with an expression on his face, his whole person was like a black hole that could swallow up everything.
The man thought for a long time and made a decision in his mind. He took a step forward, cupped his fist slightly towards Chen Yu and said, "I'm the master of Piaoyun Valley, Ye Yixuan. I dare you to ask your friend's name."
Ye Yixuan is somewhat famous in the Xuanling world. Unfortunately, Chen Yu has never heard of him, but he can also detect that this person is in the late stage of Jindan.
Chen Yu said in a cold tone: "Chen Zhibao!"
Ye Yixuan said with a slightly more respectful attitude: "I dare to ask, do you know Daoist Chen and this fat Taoist priest?"
Chen Yujian frowned: "I hate people who mince words very much. You'd better talk to me straight to the point."
Ye Yixuan's expression was as usual, but his hands hidden in his sleeves were tightly clasped together. The dignified master of Piaoyun Valley, the largest affiliated sect of the Holy Spirit Church, was actually so humiliated by a young man.
In fact, Chen Yu's words did not contain any humiliation, but Ye Yixuan was already used to being superior.
For the gods, if an ant climbs on the back of his hand, even if the ant is unintentional, the gods will be angry and crush it.
Ye Yixuan wanted to kill Chen Yu and Ji Jianting immediately, including Song Qingyun. However, this was an ancient ruins and was surrounded by dangers. It coincided with the craze for magic weapons, so he couldn't do it rashly.
After calming down, Ye Yixuan glanced at the fat Taoist priest holding the cornucopia, his eyes were extremely cold.
"This is what happened!" Ye Yixuan looked at Chen Yu.
One day half a year ago, Piaoyun Valley was shaken up and down because the tombs of the ancestors of the sect were secretly excavated, the coffin lid was flipped aside, the bones inside were randomly discarded, and some precious objects buried with them were stolen.
The poor owners and elders of Piaoyun Valley have no peace after death, and many of their bones have been picked up by wild dogs.
At that time, Ye Yixuan was so angry that his internal organs convulsed and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood. He vowed to cut the culprit into pieces to vent his hatred.
After listening to the story, Chen Yu said clearly: "It seems that you have found the murderer who dug the grave!"
Ye Yixuan said in a deep voice: "Fellow Daoist Chen, I don't care whether you know this fat Taoist priest or not, but please don't interfere in this matter."
Chen Yu looked at Ji Jianting. At some point, the fat Taoist priest had moved a little bit away from the three of them: "Master Ye Gu, I don't know this fat Taoist priest. Please feel free to do whatever you want."
"Thank you!" After Ye Yixuan expressed his gratitude to Chen Yu, he suddenly turned around and looked at Ji Jianting, who was preparing to grease the soles of his shoes, with blazing eyes. "It's been half a year, fat man, do you know how I've spent the past half year?"
Ji Jianting was so rude half a year ago that he dug up hundreds of graves in Piaoyun Valley, including Ye Yixuan's master and parents. yyls
The most pitiable among them is Ye Yixuan's master, who was also the previous generation owner of Piaoyun Valley.
That day, when Ye Yixuan found the lost skull of his dead master, the skull had been bitten into bone fragments by hungry wild dogs and swallowed into his stomach.
In the past six months, Ye Yixuan has not had a good night's sleep. His footprints are all over every corner of the Xuanling world. Finally, Emperor Tian has paid off. This damn tomb robber finally appeared in the ancient ruins of the world. He, Ye Yixuan, can help.
The ancestors took revenge.
Facing the murderous Ye Yixuan, Ji Jian stood strong and said calmly: "This mighty Taoist fellow who has a jade tree facing the wind, is romantic, free and easy, have you mistakenly admitted the wrong person?"
"Pindao is the 38th generation cave master of the Qiankun Cave, and he has a respected status. How could he do grave digging and theft?" Ji Jianting defended himself.
Not far away, Song Qingyun, who heard these words, said with great disdain: "Master, I saw early on that this damn fat guy is not a good person. When he introduced it to you before, he said he was the 40th person in Qiankun Cave.
The ninth generation cave master will become the thirty-eighth generation when he gets here."
Chen Yu was a little curious, how would this fat man escape from danger?
You must know that Ji Jianting is only at the early stage of Jin Dan, while Ye Yixuan is at the late stage of Jin Dan. The gap is too big.
"Damn fat man, maybe you don't know that there is a special monitoring formation above our Piaoyun Valley Cemetery, and your pig-like fat face is clearly imprinted on it!" Ye Yixuan gritted his teeth and said.
In the world of immortality, there are indeed monitoring formations, similar to the monitors on earth, but ordinary formation masters do not have the ability to inscribe such formations.
"That's it!" Ji Jianting stretched out his little finger and licked his nostrils and said, "Now that the matter has come to a point where I can no longer hide it even if I want to, I'll tell you the truth!"
"The truth?" Ye Yixuan looked stunned. Chen Yu and Song Qingyun not far away were also quite curious. Could there be other hidden secrets in this matter?
"Master Ye Gu, you only know one thing, but not the other." Ji Jianting sighed artificially, then pointed at Chen Yu, "I'm just a part-time worker, he is the mastermind behind the scenes, you can find him if you want.
Let him go, the poor man is innocent."
As soon as he finished speaking, without giving Chen Yu a chance to react, the fat Taoist priest threw the golden cornucopia in his hand towards Chen Yu, then turned around and ran away, faster than a dog, with a puff of smoke behind his butt, and in the blink of an eye he was
No trace.
Damn it! At this moment, Chen Yu just wants to curse!
The strange thing is that Ye Yixuan seemed to have really listened to Ji Jianting's words and did not chase the fat Taoist priest. Instead, he set his sights on Chen Yu.
Song Qingyun's pretty face was full of anxiety. She was just about to open her mouth to defend Chen Yu, but Chen Yu stretched out his hand to signal her not to speak.
Looking at Ye Yixuan, who was silent but with gloomy eyes, Chen Yu said expressionlessly: "First of all, I can confirm that that damn fat man did dig the graves of your ancestors and elders in Piaoyun Valley."
"You do want to avenge the sect's ancestors, but today, at this moment, you just want to get this cornucopia in my hand that belongs to that fat Taoist priest."
"This is also the reason why you chose not to chase the fat Taoist priest even though you were capable."
"Am I right?" Chen Yu looked at Ye Yixuan with a faint smile on his lips.
Ye Yixuan was no longer silent. He stretched out a hand towards Chen Yu and said: "I, Piaoyun Valley, am the largest sect affiliated with the Holy Spirit Sect. I, Ye Yixuan, am in the late stage of Jindan, so please give me the cornucopia."