After paying the money, the little broken boy really took Xie Yan into the village. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoMaybe someone led the way, this time Xie Yan didn't meet the previous situation, but came in easily. After entering the village, Xiao Po took Xie Yan directly to the old man's house in his mouth.

Along the way, Xie Yan also knew some news.

The old man in the mouth of the little broken child is the village chief of this mirror village, it is said that he has lived for more than ninety years, and his teeth have fallen out, and he is usually in a state of confusion most of the time, and only a little time will occasionally sober up, and all the things of the little broken child are learned from the old man, including the attachment to silver.

"Old man, open the door, come to the fat sheep. No, here comes the guests! ”

The little broken child opened his throat and shouted loudly.

A few black lines appeared on Xie Yan's head again, this bear child is really a superb, he doesn't have the appearance that a child should have at all, the more he looks at it, the more he looks like a profiteer.

"What? The bandits are coming!? ”

An old voice came from inside the room, followed by a crackling sound of tidying up.

Soon, the door was opened.

A thin, withered old man was carrying a burlap bag on his back, ready to run.

"Puppy, I've packed my things, let's run."

Looking at this obviously abnormal old man, Xie Yan was a little dumbfounded, this kind of abnormal person can also be the village head?

The little broken boy was also a little embarrassed, glanced back, and said to Xie Yan.

"It's okay, this old guy is still confused, let's go to the meeting first, and when the evening comes, he will naturally come to his senses."

"Not running?"

The old man saw that the little broken boy took Xie Yan directly into his house, and he ran back with him. It is said that although this old man is a lot old, his hands and feet are still very neat, and he didn't even take a breath when he carried such a big sack of things.

"What are you running, what are you eating?"

The little broken boy sat cross-legged on the chair like an uncle.

"Find it yourself."

The old man, apparently finding that there were no more bandits, sat down on the kang, took out a dry cigarette, lit it, and smoked it. Although the old man was confused, he was not stupid, but he couldn't hear what others were saying, and couldn't distinguish between reality and dreams.

"Grandma's, you have to prepare your own food when you bring business to the door."

After the little broken boy cursed in a low voice, he went out to find food.

Xie Yan didn't go out, because this village was too weird, no one led the way out to run around, and if it didn't happen, there would be big problems, of course, these were just Xie Yan's intuition, and he didn't know what the real situation was. Sitting on the bamboo chair, Xie Yan looked at the old man opposite and didn't speak.

"Boy, what are you looking at?"

The old man glared back.

Xie Yan smiled slightly, and he was not angry, he knew that this old guy was a little abnormal now.

"Don't think I'm afraid of you if this is your home!" The old man took a hard puff of dry cigarette, and his two small eyes looked at Xie Yan viciously.

"Old man, I practiced back then!"

This sentence directly made Xie Yan speechless, this old man began to be abnormal again, and he couldn't even tell his own home, so he actually regarded this place as his home.

Thinking of this, Xie Yan didn't bother to waste time with this old fool, so he simply closed his eyes and meditated.

What Xie Yan didn't expect was that the aura of this mirror village was dozens of times richer than the outside, and as soon as he ran the exercises, the power in his body boiled, and the speed of operation exceeded twice that of usual, and the bottleneck that had not been moving actually fluctuated slightly, which made Xie Yan's spirit lift and he was completely immersed in cultivation.

Nothing to say for a day.

By the time the little broken boy returned, it was already evening.

The snot baby staggered into the door, her little face was flushed, and she still exuded a smell of alcohol, feeling that this little broken child had run to drink before.

"Hiccup!!"

Little Broken Boy had a long hiccup.

"You're the outsider that the dog brought back, right?"

A voice woke Xie Yan up from his steady state, and when he looked at it, behind the little broken child, there was actually a young man dressed as a scholar.

"My name is Jing Wuke, and I am also a resident of this mirror village."

"It's finally a little bit more normal." Xie Yan let out a sigh, and Zhenyuan began to recycle little by little.

One day's cultivation was worth many months before him, and if he stayed here for a while longer, he might really be able to break through the shackles of the fourth layer of the Qi Refining Realm with the rich aura of this place, and advance to become a monk in the middle stage of Qi refining. But this can only be thought about, after all, Xie Yan still has to go to the Daoyan Sect, the realm behind the Qi Refining Realm, but he needs follow-up exercises to support it, and without enough resources and guidance exercises, the immortal path will be broken.

"I heard from the dog baby that you are very interested in the stone tablet in the village?"

Jing Wuke took the initiative to ask.

"I'd like to check it out, if you don't mind." Xie Yan nodded.

One of the purposes for him to enter the mirror village and view the stone monument was one of the purposes.

"It's very simple, you come with me." Jing Wuke got up directly, and his resolute movements made Xie Yanleng stunned.

"Don't worry, it will take a while for the village chief to return to normal, let's go out and come back just in time."

As he spoke, Jing Wuke smiled at the old man who was looking at him with hatred.

"What are you laughing at, you mountain bandit, don't think that you can fool my old man by putting on a layer of skin, Lao Tzu eats more salt than any monkey you've ever seen!" The old man began to talk nonsense again, and the salt and the monkey were actually pulled together by him.

Seeing this, Xie Yan got up and walked out directly.

The village is not big.

The two of them didn't walk a few steps before they reached the center of the village.

"This is it."

The stele is bigger than Xie Yan imagined, and the giant stele more than ten meters high stands here, blocking the moonlight above, and people need to raise their heads to see the words on it when they stand below.

'The number of heaven and earth, nine is the extreme... Breaking the poles.. Can.... The strongest.... Qianyuan...'

The inscription is incomplete, Xie Yan can only barely recognize some words, but there is no way to be coherent together, there are too many missing parts in the middle, judging from the original scratches on the body of the stele, it is very likely that this stele has gone through countless wars, and it is a miracle that it can be preserved until now.

"This inscription is supposed to record some kind of secret, but unfortunately, the important content in it has been erased." Jing Wuke said with emotion.

"Maybe someone deliberately erased it."

Xie Yan's eyes flickered, just now, when he was looking at the inscription, he suddenly felt the heat of the evil book in his arms again, this time it was even stronger than when he was in the evil temple before. Thinking of this, Xie Yan reached into his arms and took out the evil book in his arms.

Turning the door of the evil book, something resurfaced on the originally blank page.

Rows of words, like tadpoles, emerge from the darkness of nothingness and climb to the top of the pages of the black book.

Scattered Immortal Ancient Sutra - Practice Qi Volume!

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