There is no night, there is no day, this is a heaven and earth that exists in the world, just like the beginning of chaos, all things are self-blooming.

Chen Yichen finished reading the last depiction on the stone tablet, and his mouth let out a sigh, and no one knew how long he was immersed again. In his opinion, it was just a moment's work.

I don't know how many times I have watched the depiction on the stone wall from beginning to end, and each scene seems to be carved in the depths of my heart.

Chen Yichen, who came back to his senses, only felt hungry in his belly, and when he took out the only two "round cake" fire berries left in his arms, the whole person was stunned on the spot.

"No, hell, I can't do it. ”

Chen Yichen looked at the fire berries in his hand, there was no trace of moisture, as if they had been exposed to the scorching sun for a few days, and they had become berry cakes.

Chen Yichen lowered his head and approached the fruit cake and smelled it, exuding an aroma, stimulated by the aroma, but felt even more hungry.

Something is better than nothing, put the cake to your mouth and take a small bite. Under the taste in the mouth, you can eat it, and the taste is not bad.

The two fruit cakes were belly, and there was a little bit of belly wrapping, and the carving on the stone wall had been imprinted in his head, so Chen Yichen naturally lost interest in this place. The most important thing now is to get out of here as soon as possible, and not to starve.

Thinking of this, when Chen Yichen was about to leave, the soles of his feet suddenly sank, and there was a muffled sound, and it felt like stepping on a fish bladder (fish sui bubble).

"This is...."

Looking at the fact that there was nothing else under his feet except for the pit that had been stepped on, where was the sound coming from? Chen Yichen looked dazed, his head spun rapidly, and he was sure that he had just heard a muffled sound.

"Is there really a ghost?" Chen Yichen looked around vigilantly, there was nothing abnormal, and when he moved lightly under his feet, a golden light suddenly flashed on the stone tablet in front of him.

The golden light was only the size of a fist, and gradually spread in the center of the stele. The effort is not big, and the stele has been surrounded by golden light, reflecting the golden light in front of a few zhang distance.

"Are you going to become a refinement!" Chen Yichen was not afraid at all at this time, and he couldn't tell the reason, maybe there were too many strange experiences here, seeing that the stone tablet was so abnormal, he had been depressed for a long time, but he really wanted someone to talk to, and maybe he could ask for an escape route.

He asked unintentionally, but no one expected that as soon as the words fell, the three-zhang high stone tablet in front of him suddenly disappeared, and what appeared in front of him was a white-bearded old man with a golden light.

"Which is to become a fine, this is to become an immortal. Chen Yichen rubbed his eyes vigorously, that's right, the stele turned into a white-bearded old man, looking at him with a smile.

Seeing his expression, Chen Yichen's heart sank, and he said secretly: It's over, I can't imagine that even the stone tablet can be immortal, when I first came here, I could use the thunder to stab him with a sword, didn't I come to take revenge?

The old man with Jin Guang on the opposite side looked at him like this, motionless, stunned to look at Chen Yichen. In the end, he couldn't hold back, looked at the old man who had transformed into a stone stele, and said, "Are you a stone immortal or a stele immortal?"

After speaking, he always felt that it was too awkward to call it like this, and immediately said: "Stone Tablet Immortal, can you speak?"

"You little guy, you didn't kneel when you saw the ancestor. ”

Although the old man Jinguang's words were rude, he didn't hear any blame, but seemed a little spoiled.

"Master, who are you?" Chen Yichen was still wondering, the stele became cold and came out of an old man, and when he came up, he was a senior, the level of the ancestor, the problem was how could he have a master.

"Haha, you little guy is unruly, but quite similar to me when I was younger. The old man laughed, waved his hand and stroked the few remaining beards on his chin, and said, "How many generations of disciples are you, and what is your surname?"

"What kind of nonsense are you talking about?" Chen Yichen became more and more confused the more he listened, where did he come to such an old man, he was not polite at all, and he was familiar.

"I'm asking you what's your name?" The old man was very patient, but he didn't have any anger at all.

"I understand this sentence, I'm asking the previous sentence, what are the generations of disciples?"

"Haha, just to ask who your master is, and what is the current head of the Iron Blood Gate?"

As the saying goes, old children and old children, old people have young hearts, and the golden old man in front of him has such a little meaning.

"Then I'll ask you where to go, so tell me how to get out of this canyon, and I'll come back and tell you how it is. Chen Yichen said with a serious face, and he really didn't know about the heirs of the Iron Blood Gate.

"How can this be reasonable, as a disciple of the Iron Blood Sect, if you don't know the ancestor, how can you not even know the development process of the sect, could it be that you are a new disciple?"

The old man Jinguang was slightly angry, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his face was somewhat displeased.

"Who is a disciple of the Iron Blood Gate, who told you that I am a person from the Iron Blood Gate. ”

As soon as these words came out, the old man Jin Guang's whole body was furrowed, his eyebrows were almost twisted into a line, his raised hand supported his chin, his fingers kept sliding on his chin, and said, "You are not a disciple of the Iron Blood Sect?"

"When did I say that I was a disciple of the Iron Blood Sect. Chen Yichen finally understood, it turned out that the old man Jin Guang had always mistakenly thought that he was a disciple of the Iron Blood Gate, but it was true, this was still the territory of the Iron Blood Gate after all.

"Since you are not a disciple of the Iron Blood Sect, why did you trespass into the forbidden land, do you know that trespassing on the forbidden land is a capital crime. The old man Jinguang was suddenly furious, and his eyes glared at Chen Yichen.

"That's the rules of the Iron Gate, what does it have to do with me. Besides, what forbidden place can't help it, I'm not a disciple of the Iron Blood Sect in the first place, why use the rules of the Iron Blood Gate to restrain me. Chen Yichen's face was full of disdain, it was okay not to mention the Iron Blood Gate, he was angry when he heard these three words, if it wasn't for the Iron Blood Gate, how could he come to this ghost place.

"Shhh...... There is some truth to that. The old man stroked his beard again: "Let me ask you, what is your surname, and why did you come to my iron-blooded forbidden land." ”

"Master Chen Yichen. Hearing that the other party claimed to be a person from the Iron and Blood Gate, he hated it so much that the roots of his teeth itched, and now he didn't have any good feelings towards the people of the Iron Blood Gate in his heart, and he was even more angry when he thought of being thrown into the canyon by Shang Mingzhi, and said angrily: "You think I want to come to this ghost place, it's not because of your Iron Blood Gate." ”

"Hmm, what happened?" The old man Jin Guang had already heard the clue from Chen Yichen's tone, and immediately asked: "If you talk carefully, if the disciple of the Iron Blood Sect is born right and wrong, the old man will definitely give you justice." ”

"Is this true?" Chen Yichen suddenly became interested, and thought to himself: This old man is a stone tablet, I am afraid that he is stained with aura, it is better to see how he can seek justice for himself.

"That's nature, how can I break my trust with you, a young man. You just need to be truthful in the future, if you are a disciple of the Iron Blood Sect and fail you, the old man will naturally give you an explanation. ”

looked at him with a solemn face, so much so that it didn't look like he was talking big. Chen Yichen took his heart sideways, and the dead horse was regarded as a live horse doctor, and he was about to go through the past one by one.

From leaving Lingxi Mountain, until seeing the golden old man. After speaking for more than two hours, Chen Yichen finally ended his first speech in his life, but he did not exaggerate.

"Hiss......" After listening to him, the old man of Jinguang pondered for a moment and said, "You have eaten all the fire berries in the lava pool?"

"What fire berries?" Chen Yichen had just finished speaking, when he suddenly understood, raised one hand at shoulder level, clenched his fists with four fingers, pointed to the lava pool behind him with his thumb, and said, "The fruit of the tree inside the stone, eat it, what's wrong, you planted it?"

"Have you eaten all of them?" The old man's face was distorted, and his eyes wanted to jump out of their sockets.

"yes, eat them all. Chen Yichen secretly said that it was not good, it may really be the tree he planted, and he knows a few fruits on the tree.

"You ate all of the five fire berries, and didn't keep one. The old man stomped his feet, raised his hand and pointed at Chen Yichen, and only after a long time did he pop out a sentence: "Your life is so good." ”

"It turns out that it's called Fire Berry, and it's a really good name, and by the way, it tastes good. ”

Chen Yichen really has the heart to boast about the fire berries again, in the eyes of the old man Jinguang, this is clearly showing off. There's no way, I've eaten everything, what else can I do with him. calmed down his mood for a while, and only heard the old man Jinguang say: "As you said, Shang Mingzhi, a thief, really deserves to be punished, and he should be expelled from the Iron Blood Gate. ”

"You still need to say that the current head Jiang Zikun has been imprisoned by him for decades. Now that he should have been rescued, do you think he can tolerate Shang Mingzhi staying in the Iron Gate. If it were you, would you be able to swallow this breath?" Chen Yichen glanced at him and asked, "After talking for a long time, who are you?"