Xie Yan's heart was also a little hairy, and he suddenly felt that this village didn't seem to be normal. www.biquge.info In retrospect, the little monk in the mouth of this old man is the old monk who suppressed the evil temple Lanruo Temple nine times out of ten.

The old monk who was so dry that he was about to die didn't know how many thousands of years he had lived. In the mouth of this half-crazy old man, he turned out to be a little monk.

How long has this old thing lived?

Xie Yan looked at the old man who was still talking on the other side, and his heart was shocked.

"In order to suppress the centipede, the little monk had to build a temple there. After the temple was built, the little monk was there to preach the Fa, gradually, there were more people, and the temple's incense was also full, I remember that at that time, the temple can be said to have reached its peak, and it was called a holy place by people outside, but unfortunately, something happened later......"

Speaking of this, the old village chief suddenly paused.

"What's the matter?"

Xie Yan looked at it suspiciously, he wanted to know what happened later, and turned such a majestic ancient temple into an evil place today.

"What did you ask me before? Dao Yan Sect? It suddenly occurred to me that I had heard of this name, and in my mind, this small sect seemed to be related to an ancient power. The old village chief frowned and recalled, as if he had completely forgotten the story he was still telling earlier.

When Xie Yan saw this scene, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, this old guy didn't follow the routine at all, the former sentence was still telling a story, and the latter sentence jumped somewhere else.

Is this old guy really coming to his senses?

Thinking of this, Xie Yan couldn't help but look at the old village chief suspiciously, wanting to see if this old guy had really returned to normal.

"By the way, in the Yuan Sea area." The old village chief patted his head abruptly and spoke.

"The little tortoise's territory."

"Yuan Haihai?"

It was the first time Xie Yan had heard of this place name, and as for the little turtle in the other party's mouth, he naturally ignored it. This old thing is so unreliable. The little centipede in his mouth is a big demon of more than 30,000 years, and the little monk he said is a peerless old monk who suppressed the ancient evil temple by himself, and now when he hears the little turtle he says, Xie Yan can hardly imagine what level of old monster this little turtle is this time.

"Actually, it's the area southeast of Canghai Country."

This time, it was Jing Wuke who spoke.

"After you leave the mirror village, keep heading northeast, and it won't be long before you see a mountain range."

Compared with the number of seconds that the old village chief didn't match the preface and afterword, Jing Wuke's words were obviously much clearer.

"That mountain range is called the Tianyuan Mountain Range, you can find someone to ask you when you get there." Jing Wuke added.

"Thank you."

Xie Yan opened his mouth to thank him.

"No, actually, ......"

Jing Wuke's face, who was about to speak, suddenly changed, and the words behind him were stuck. Even the eyes of the old guy sitting on the bamboo chair in a daze changed a little, but the process was extremely short, and Xie Yan didn't pay attention to this detail because he was recalling the map in his mind.

"The answer you want has been obtained, then I'll send you out of the village."

Jing Wuke stood up and gave the order to evict the guests, and the change in his tone made Xie Yan not react for a while.

However, Xie Yan didn't care, since others had been evicted, he naturally wouldn't stay here, and after getting up and thanking the old village chief, he got up and pushed the door out with Jing Wuke. After the two of them went out, the old village chief stood up, and did not look in the direction in which the two left, but walked out of the door, and then walked slowly to the center of the village.

After a while, they arrived at the place where Xie Yan and Jing Wuke watched the stone tablet before.

The old man stood alone under the stele, looking at this ancient stele, silent and in a daze.

"He's coming!"

The voice sounded behind the old man.

"I feel it."

The old village chief replied.

"The kid sent away?"

"Gone."

The old village chief closed his eyes, as if he was tired.

"The time is almost up, and he can't stay here anymore."

"Yes, it's going to be a big problem to stay here."

After the voice, the little broken child staggered out from behind the stele, listening to his tone, there was no one who should look like a child, but like a little adult, even the tone was on an equal footing with the old man, and strangely, the old man seemed to take this for granted.

"What did you say to him?"

"Saying some and saying nothing."

"Didn't you say that?"

"He doesn't understand."

The old and the young were silent.

"Just let him go, no problem, right?"

After a while, the little broken child asked.

"That's pretty much it, any more."

"Alright, that's it, I'll go back and rest first."

After saying that, the little broken child left without looking back, and in the process of walking, the little guy didn't know where to find a steamed bun, and gnawed it up while walking, and in the other hand, he actually carried a wine gourd, a mouthful of steamed bread and a sip of wine, so unharmonious.

Xie Yan walked all the way and found that the village was quieter than he had imagined.

From the outside, there were about a dozen families in the village, but when I walked in, I found that the houses were basically empty, and there were only three people in the whole village.

The little broken child, the old village chief and the mirror Wuke.

A village of three people, no matter how you look at it, it's not normal.

"Alright, I'll send you here." Jing Wuke stood at the entrance of the village and said with a smile.

He always had this smile on his face, and although it was a little fake, it was not offensive, but there was an indescribable affinity that made people feel that he was very reliable.

"There will be a date later."

Although he was sent out in advance, no matter what, Xie Yan got the news he needed here. Moreover, in the mirror village, the mysterious black book on his body changed again, so that before the foundation was built, Xie Yan was no longer worried about the problem of exercises, as long as he found the corresponding resources, he could go all the way up and surpass all his peers.

After saying goodbye, Xie Yan raised his feet and stepped out of the village.

As soon as I stepped out, the indescribable feeling of dizziness hit my heart again, and the feeling was like a long-distance teleportation.

"This!?"

As soon as he walked out, Xie Yan sensed that something was wrong.

The sky, the sun is shining, where is the appearance of half a night? Judging by the sunlight, it was clear that it was noon, about the same time as when he first entered the village.

"Only half a pillar of incense has passed!"

Xie Yan came to a conclusion from the shade of the tree next to him, that is to say, the day he spent in the mirror village, in fact, only a short time had passed outside. After thinking about this truth, Xie Yan suddenly turned around, but where was there any mirror village behind him, just like the mysterious evil temple before, the entire mirror village disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a bare flat land in its place.

A one-day experience, like a dream.

"Black book, exercises!"

Xie Yan suddenly remembered the exercises on the black book.

If everything before was really just an illusion, then the exercises on the black book must have disappeared with it. However, what made Xie Yan relieved was that the text on the black book still existed, the only difference was that on the black cover of this book, which had never had any text, I don't know when two words appeared.

Ten Tribulations!

"Ten Tribulations?"

Xie Yan flipped through it and found that the content of the black book had not changed at all, the only difference was the two words on the cover.

"Could it be that there were a total of ten catastrophes in the Black Book?"

Xie Yan studied for a long time, but did not come to a conclusion, so he had to give up.

"Let's go to Daoyan Sect first."

After receiving the black book, Xie Yan looked back at the direction in which the village had disappeared, and after secretly noting down the direction, he swept into the distance......