When the noise in the tavern subsided, the old beggar moved his stool and whispered to Xi Lingchen: "Young man, you are really a good person. Seeing that he didn't pay attention to himself, he tentatively pointed to a table in the Nine Shadows Hall on the side, and asked quietly, "Who are those fierce gods over there?"

Xiling Chen glanced at him and replied lightly: "That's the person from the Nine Shadows Palace." I don't have time to explain to you how powerful they are, just remember that when you see someone in similar costumes in the future, you will hide as far as you want. ”

After putting down the dishes and chopsticks, and tidying up everything a little, he stood up and straightened his clothes, and put a few spirit stones on the corner of the table: "I'll keep the money for the meal here." When you're done, settle the bill yourself. ”

The old beggar wiped his mouth with the menu, looked around, and suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Little brother, kindness will be rewarded." I have a word of advice to you, two months later, the clock tower will be born, you must not join in this fun, remember to remember. ”

When he said this, a trace of unprecedented light flashed in his cloudy old eyes, which made his whole temperament change for a moment.

"Time Clock Tower, what is that?" Xiling Chen had already gotten up to leave, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but turn back again.

The old beggar smiled mysteriously: "Hehe, the secret of heaven must not be revealed...... At this time, his face collapsed again, and the dense wrinkles piled up into a wrinkled pale smile. Fang Cai's brief solemnity seemed to be just an illusion.

Xiling Chen frowned slightly, secretly thinking that he had looked away, this old beggar was actually a hidden master of the world, but after seeing him finish saying this, he picked up the chicken leg on the table and gnawed it, the oily corners of his mouth and ten fingers, as well as the chicken bones in his hand, but it really didn't look like it. So, could it be that this is just an old madman talking nonsense?

Xi Lingchen stood in place and looked at him for a while, knowing that he couldn't dig any clues from this person, not to mention that the most important thing now was to inherit the Two Lakes Chamber of Commerce, and he didn't have the heart to pay attention to the secret realm of those gods and ghosts. Anyway, whether there will really be a so-called "Time Clock Tower" will appear in two months. Thinking of this, Xi Lingchen didn't stay any longer, and turned straight away.

It is close to the port, and after walking a short distance, you will see a large ship parked by the river. The design is quite exquisite, the overall lines are smooth, comfortable to the eye, and the shape is simple and atmospheric. From a distance, it looks like a giant whale at anchor, its silver-gray paint glittering in the sunlight.

The mast is engraved with the coat of arms of the Chamber of Commerce of the Two Lakes, which means that the ship was built at the expense of the company. Xi Lingchen looked at the gorgeous coat of arms from afar, and a smile slowly rose at the corner of his mouth. At this time, in his heart, there is a special sense of satisfaction, "my family's boat".

After going through the simple procedures, Xilingchen boarded the boat with many pedestrians. He deliberately chose a position by the window, raised his head, felt the cool breeze blowing, and lifted his long hair slightly up. The river was rippling, and the rolling waves slapped against the hull again and again, dragging long ripples behind it. This ship seems to be sailing with him to the other end of his dream.

Sitting on the passenger ship of the Chamber of Commerce of the Two Lakes, it is inevitable that many people will begin to talk about this legend in the business world. Admire its former glory and regret its current withering. During this time, Xi Lingchen did not join the discussion, and always sat quietly in his seat, maintaining an indifferent smile. Those who are talking about it will not know that there is a future president of the Two Lakes Chamber of Commerce hiding around them......

***

On the top of the deep mountain, a magnificent Guanyu stands majestically, the appearance is antique, solemn and solemn.

"Goodbye, Daoist Priest!"

A few country children smiled brightly and waved vigorously at the hillside.

"Goodbye, come back tomorrow. A bearded Taoist priest waved goodbye to them cordially.

He was dressed in a plain robe, with slightly gray temples and a thick green beard, like a bush of medicinal herbs growing in the mountains. Usually, children like to pull his beard to play, and the Taoist priest is never angry. Because of his kind temperament and the frankness of some old urchins, he has always been extremely popular among the countryhouses near and far.

Towards evening, a group of children who went up the mountain to play were sent away, and the Taoist priest took the hoe and returned to the Taoist temple happily.

"Farming land, raising fish, how leisurely this life is. Why do so many people out there have to fight and kill all day long, but they have to put their good lives on the table?"

All the way through the temple and through the temple, the brisk pace of the Taoist priest gradually slowed down. He began to feel that something was unusual, and today, this temple was too quiet. Usually every time he comes back, there will always be a few enthusiastic little Taoist priests running out to greet him, listening to him tell what he has seen and heard for a day, why...... At this time, the surroundings were full of lifelessness, and even when he spread out his spiritual power, he couldn't feel any vitality......

The expression of the Taoist priest gradually became solemn, and he quickened his pace again. When he pushed open the last door, he was greeted by corpses on the ground. Everyone's face...... No, it can't be called a face anymore, each face has shrunk to the extreme, like a layer of dry bark, clinging to the skull. And even with such a countenance, there is still extreme fear.

The priest's breathing stagnated. If it weren't for the clothes they were wearing, they were all the Taoist clothes he was most familiar with, he wouldn't even be able to recognize them...... These people are the Taoist friends who used to get along with him day and night! The serious abbot, the lively little Taoist priest, now they are all dead...... Their bodies also shrunk into a dried corpse, and their original robes were put on the skeleton, which looked strangely wide.

The eyes of the Taoist priest kept widening. What the hell happened? Everything was fine before he left, is it a nightmare now, and how is it going to come to his senses......?

The scene in front of him continued to distort, and the Yellow Daoist hugged his head in pain, and just when he was on the verge of collapse, several strange spiritual power fluctuations descended from his body, causing the Yellow Daoist Huo Ran to turn around, and what followed was several sinister yellow-clothed people.

"Are you the Millet Temple?" shouted the man in yellow led by him. Without waiting for him to answer, he quickly showed his weapon, "Come with us!"

Huang Zimiao slowly turned his head, and every syllable he uttered was painful: "This...... You did it? Why?"

They are all people who have no quarrel with the world, they live in Taoist temples every day, they just eat fasting and chant scriptures, cultivate their self-cultivation, and never want to be involved in worldly strife, why do they still suffer such a catastrophe of killing? Why?!

The man in yellow said impatiently: "Come with us, and we will naturally give you the answer." He glanced at his subordinates and signaled, "Take him down!"

A group of people in yellow rushed up one after another, and the millet temple roared sadly, waving his sleeve robe, sweeping away the energy storm, and with a wave of his hand, a turquoise Ruyi lotus root emerged, emitting an emerald green light. Under this burst of light, the figure of the man in yellow appeared to stiffen for a short time, while the millet temple took the opportunity to leap back, his sleeves gathered in the center, a huge incense burner took shape in his palm, and the bottom of the furnace turned over, and the overwhelming rice grains scattered towards everyone.

The blue lotus root ruyi and millet incense burner are the two magic weapons that never leave the millet temple. The blue lotus root Ruyi has the effect of condensing the soul, and the millet incense burner can be attacked and defended. Each grain of rice can be used for medicinal purposes, and can also become the most powerful secret weapon. After the rice grains temporarily blocked the pursuit, the millet temple no longer fell in love with the battle, turned around and ran out of the view.

The two red-lacquered gates were already close in front of him, but at this moment, the eyes of the Millet Temple lit up, and the leader of the yellow-clothed men who was standing behind him before was already standing in the middle of the gate at some point. The palm print flew up, and a thick black gas hit him.

Huang Zimiao tried to stop again, but it was too late, and from the black mist, he could sense the strong evil aura coming out. As soon as the body crashed in, it was like hitting the hardest wall, and it flew backwards on the spot.

The leader of the yellow-clothed man chased after him, and swept a Ding furnace in the Taoist temple into the air, and the spiritual power was triggered, and the Huang Zi Temple was in mid-air, with nowhere to borrow strength, and the flying Ding Furnace hit his chest hard. The weight of the furnace itself, coupled with the momentum of being swept by the enemy, the millet temple was pushed out several zhang one after another, and hit the wall behind it heavily, only then did it fall to the ground, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"Dare to resist my Medicine King Valley, I really don't know whether to live or die!" the leader of the yellow-clothed man dusted off his sleeves and sneered.

A group of yellow-clothed people who had escaped the attack of millet rice stood on both sides, raising their hands in unison to form seals, and spiritual power chains shot out from between their fingers, binding the body of the millet temple.

In this chain, there seems to be an effect of dissolving spiritual power, and the millet temple tried to struggle twice, but it felt more and more powerless. In his gradually blurred consciousness, he only saw the leader of the yellow-clothed man raise his hand and order, "Take it away!" and then the surroundings sank into complete darkness.

……

When the temple came to its senses again, it was already in a small room. When I moved my body, I was sore all over. At the same time, he also found that there was a room full of people, young and old, dressed in different clothes, who all seemed to have just woken up, and they were all struggling to sit up, rubbing their temples, and looking around with confused eyes.

"What kind of place is this?" "How did we end up here?" As more and more people woke up, one after another exclamations rang out.

In the corner, a young man in plain clothes seemed to be woken up by everyone, sat up with difficulty, felt a sharp pain in his head, and couldn't help but raise his hand and hit the back of his head twice.

This young man is Ye Shuo. After leaving the Aragami Tomb, he continued to set off to find materials, and on the way he saw a blue light pierce the sky, and from that blue light, he sensed an abnormal energy. followed the trail, and finally came to a deserted village.

There, he saw a large number of corpses, each of them in a terrible state, like a dried corpse. Ye Shuo was surprised that someone was so cruel, and he received a heavy blow to the back of the head, and when he came to his senses again, he was in this room.

That kind of dry corpse...... Ye Shuo knocked his forehead again, if he remembered correctly, it should be a technique used by evil cultivators to absorb the essence of living people to enhance his own strength. But this technique should have been lost for a long time, who will it be......

"What the hell is this place?Did everyone come here for some reason?" Ye Shuo was thinking about it when a boy who looked very young called out, "I say, do any of you still remember how you came here?"

Everyone was chattering for a while, and everyone's language was confused due to the fear of the unknown, but Ye Shuo could still tell from it that everyone here had seen the blue light in the sky before. That is, that blue light...... Sure enough, it's weird!

"I was kidnapped by someone!" said the Millet Temple, "I remember that they also said at that time, how ...... my Medicine King Valley"

"Medicine King Valley?" A young man's face suddenly appeared with an expanded fear, and he moved towards the corner with his hands and feet.

"What, you know?" the crowd gathered around. Now they don't know anything about the enemy, and every bit of information naturally has to be grasped.

The young man shrunk his neck: "This Medicine King Valley is a notorious evil organization, it is said that they specialize in refining medicine with living people......"

"Then you mean that we are all collected medicinal herbs?" Speaking of this, everyone quickly made a guess in connection with the current situation. And this sentence immediately caused an exclamation.

"But why did you choose us?" Ye Shuo still looked at everyone vigilantly. He noticed that the strength of the people here varied. It is said that the higher the quality of the medicinal materials, the higher the quality of the refined pills, and the same should be true for humans. Isn't there any screening measures when the Medicine King Valley collects medicinal herbs?

Moreover, even in terms of medicinal herbs, the number of people here is too much. Usually, the more complex the medicinal materials used, it can only mean that the more advanced the elixir to be refined. The other party collected so many "medicinal materials" at once, what kind of evil pill did he want to refine?

When the millet temple heard this, he immediately turned around suddenly, covered the beard on his face with both hands, and quickly avoided the corner.

"Oh no, if they know that my body is a spirit grass, they will definitely hit me with the idea! I must not expose ......"

Thinking about it this way, it is not difficult to explain why other medicinal materials are randomly selected, but he is captured by name. His own body, the "Blue Lotus Immortal Medicine", is a legendary medicinal herb, and if it is used as a medicine guide, it is not a problem to refine the Nine Rank Pill, and it has always been the dream of many alchemists.

Although the usual millet temple is friendly to people, if someone wants to fight the idea of his own body, he will still become very timid. Now there is a threat not only to the Medicine King Valley, but also to these "medicinal materials" in the same room, if anyone knows the legend of the "Blue Lotus Immortal Medicine", it is difficult to keep a crooked heart...... The millet temple shrank into the corner again, it was terrible, these humans were terrible.

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