In that circumferential clearing, all the wind and dust seemed to have suddenly frozen, and only a dry and powerful palm swayed gently through the wind and sand.

A moment later, the tiny and seemingly ubiquitous dust particles in mid-air fell like a silent winter rain, and the wind and sand, which were originally separated between the two, gradually became smaller and disappeared.

Qiu Yan looked up and saw that there was an empty space around his head, but farther away, there was still sand and dust.

The old man, patting the dust on his body, sat on the ground, with kind eyebrows, with a gentle and calm smile on his face, and a pair of bright and clear eyes, but as if with a little bit of the vicissitudes of time, as if he had seen through the world.

He sat cross-legged, untied the small gourd around his waist and poured a few wisps of water into his mouth, his hands looked longer than ordinary people, and his wide clothes covered his slender body, which looked a little funny.

"Sit down and rest. The old man patted the ground in front of him lightly and looked at Qiu Yan with a smile.

Qiu Yan slowly walked over and stood in front of him. Although he was standing and sitting at the moment, the thin old man in front of him was not much shorter than Qiu Yan, and it was also conceivable that if he was not old and tall, standing upright, what kind of burly figure would he be.

Qiu Yan's eyes kept looking at the old man, but he didn't mean to sit down, but kept standing silent.

Of course, this look seemed a little rude, but the old man didn't seem to care, and even a little stronger than the gentle smile in his eyes, as if he was looking at a naughty and rebellious child in his own house.

"Kid, this is not where you should be, go back. This is the second time the old man has instructed.

"Old man, forgive me for not being able to obey my fate, I have a reason why I have to do it. Qiu Yan said softly.

The old man nodded and said. "Why?"

Qiu Yan was silent for a while, and said in a low voice. "I can't say. ”

The old man's eyes rolled, and he didn't respond immediately, but looked at this barren valley, and suddenly said. "If there is a life and death road ahead, do you have to go?"

“... Be. Qiu Yan was silent for a moment, and then responded.

"Can you tell me why?"

Qiu Yan suddenly raised his head suddenly, stared at the slender old man, and said in a deep voice. "What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting, it's just curious. The old man said with a smile, and at the same time looked at Qiu Yan with a gentle smile, his eyes were clear and seemed to be able to see into the depths of his heart, and said softly. "What, it's hard to talk about?"

The eyes of the two people looked at each other in mid-air for a while, and after a moment, Qiu Yan removed his eyes and said lightly. "Yes. ”

"I'm looking for the coffin of the Twelve Stars to save me." Qiu Yan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly found that Xiao Li's identity didn't know what to call it, thought for a while, sighed a little in his tone, and said. "Friends. ”

The old man nodded, with a bit of sigh in his expression, and said. "Tsk, sure enough, it's still for the sake of seeking the sky.. But it doesn't exist. ”

"What!?, old man, you.." Qiu Yan was taken aback, and just wanted to ask a question but was stopped by the old man.

"Child, I have one in my eighty years this year, in the past eighty years, I have seen one after another to look for Tianmang, there are extraordinary armies, thieves, and even well-equipped foreigners and historians to come to explore, but the result is that there is no return after all, I have been shocked to numb at the beginning, and then to get used to it, if there is really the legendary three-life bluestone can see through the past and present life, then why can't this piece of Kui treasure be buried in the ground, and sleep forever, so that it is beneficial to people and the world, and the legend is just a legend after all."

"Really?" Qiu Yan suddenly asked rhetorically.

After these three words came out, suddenly no one spoke, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

The dense clouds high overhead slowly churned, and in the depths of the clouds, suddenly there seemed to be a faint sound of thunder, and the wind and clouds swirled. And in the center of the barren valley, the two people looked at each other, and this time, Qiu Yan kept looking directly into the old man's eyes.

It was a pair of clear and pure eyes, but they seemed to be as deep as the sea, which could envelop the heavens and the earth and contain all things, reflecting countless scenes. At this moment, the depths of those pupils seemed to be flashing with thunder and lightning above the clouds in the sky.

"Really?" the old man suddenly smiled, then looked at Qiu Yan and said slowly. "I can see that you are a good boy and your heart is not bad, but there is a sinister aura between your eyebrows, which is unsettling. Maybe you've noticed it yourself, you're a little different... The magnetic field and atmosphere emitted by your body are very pure, clear, and there is no turbidity, presumably you are also a blessed person, but on the contrary, the magnetic field between your eyebrows is dirty, shrouded in a kind of turbidity, which cannot be purified, but there are many dreams at night, but it is not wearable, tsk, amazing. Good boy, the road ahead is life and death, life is up to you, think twice, where to fight and where to go, very good.." After saying that, he picked up the bamboo basket from the ground and carried it back to his back, and did not listen to Qiuyan's answer, so he gradually walked away.

In the center of the barren valley, the atmosphere was a little stiff, Qiu Yan stood in place and was silent all the time, and suddenly he raised his palm and touched his heart, where there existed, another self.

Qiu Yan stood in this circle, slowly turned around and looked around, there was a desolate scenery everywhere in his eyes, but in his eyes, it seemed to have rolled through another scorching and suffocating scene, it was a raging flame, it was a huge pillar of light falling from the sky, it was a magnificent power that opened the world, and the light and shadow that everything was scattered and turned into countless fragments that broke like a nightmare, and with it, there was a pain that seemed to be engraved in the depths of his soul and would never be forgotten.

At this moment, a few lines of poetry came from the distance, and it was the old man.

"When the emperor met Qingming, he also chased tourists to think and act. ”

"Jiumo Fangfei Ying is self-stinging, and thousands of cars and horses are in the early Qing Dynasty. ”

After hearing this, Qiu Yan suddenly smiled, looked at the old man's back, and muttered calmly. "Even if it's life and death, I'm going to break through, because I'm a person who doesn't believe in fate. ”

"Thank you, sir. With that, Qiu Yan waved slightly at the back of the mysterious farmer.