But looking at these three strange old men who were removed from the waterfall and appeared in front of the little fox Ye Qixian, it can really be said that none of them look good. Don't say it's good, but it's a bit of a challenge to the aesthetic bottom line of ordinary people.

What's more, Xiang boasted that he was born with a good skin, the former little prince of the fox clan, and now the exiled son Ye Qixian, in his eyes, these three are simply miserable, and the ugly one is called an earth-shattering one!

A snow-white beard was extremely long, so long that it almost mopped the floor, a face so round that it could no longer be pressed out of a mold, his eyes were sloppy as if he couldn't focus at all, his hands were almost touching his calves above his knees, and he was wearing a tattered white shirt; a head full of black and bright thick short hair, which looked like a hatched chicken nest and was unkempt like weeds, and there were so many wrinkles on his face without eyebrows that he couldn't even find his eyes, and a mouth was so big that it was about to crack his cheeks; the last face was not so ugly, but the bad thing was that he was short like a dwarf, and that's it, the key was that the proportions were seriously out of proportion, and the huge head occupied one-third of the body's volume。

Three strange old men who were so ugly that they exploded drifted in circles around Ye Qixian, their big heads and eyes were full of fun, their white beards and dull eyes, and the black eyebrows could not distinguish the meaning because they could barely see the existence of their eyes.

These three, from time to time, touched the long beard on their chins, or tried to open their eyes with their hands, and their big heads lifted up their gauze robes, so that he hurriedly used his hands to protect a certain key part.

I don't know how long time has passed, and the three old men have changed their postures to watch Ye Qixian. Ye Qixian was so scared that he didn't dare to make any moves, like a thorn in his back, it was too difficult! After a while, finally, Ye Qixian couldn't bear it anymore.

Damn, death is death, Lao Tzu is out of the way.

"Hey, stinky old man, what the hell is this place?"

"This is a lonely mountain. Whitebeard replied with a sneer.

The voice was hoarse but not unpleasant, obviously not the old voice that made his scalp tingle and wanted to vomit when he heard it.

", I don't know about Lonely Mountain. How can Lonely Mountain be like this?" This is really a bit reasonable, anyway, Ye Qixian has completely stopped at this time, and he will go out and say nothing.

"This is a lonely mountain. However, it's not a lonely mountain in the world. Hey, hey, hey..."The black eyebrow-less voice was muffled, as if coming from a sealed jar.

It's not this old man without eyes, it's a dwarf winter melon.

"What do you mean?" Ye Qixian was completely dizzy. Not earthly... Don't... Could it be that I am ???!!! in the underworld, I am so handsome, I have only lived for more than 600 years, why am I going to die?

"Don't be afraid, little fox. The answer of the big head was simply a shot in the arm for Ye Qixian, "This is Ah Zi, who was hidden in the lonely mountain by our third brother." ”

But, it's weird, the voice of this big-headed short winter melon is not right?!

"Ah Zi??? "This... What a cute name, girl? It's easy to say, and it's easy to say if there is a woman. Ye Qixian felt that he could still be saved.

"Little fox, it's not big or small, aren't you afraid of dying?" was the voice, but after a glance, there were only three strange old men, and there was no more.

"Little fox..."As soon as the big head spoke, it was interrupted by Ye Qixian.

"Don't be a little fox, I'm six hundred years old, and I'm still a little fox. I have a name, my name is Ye, Qi, Xian. "He hates people saying he's old, but it doesn't mean he likes people to say he's young.

"Hahaha... Hahahahaha......ha

The laughter was shocking, Ye Qixian felt that the whole ground was trembling, and the valley in front of him shook like a vague phantom, and he couldn't control himself again.

With a 'snap', he knelt down directly on the soft purple grass.

"Look clearly, I am the Purple Array Valley of Daiyu Mountain. "I still only hear its voice and don't see its shadow.

At this time, Ye Qixian's whole person was already tightly attached to the purple ground, and he felt some unknown deep and extensive power. I can't help but feel a sense of admiration, awe and admiration from the bottom of my heart.

"Hundreds of millions of years ago, I grew up in the arms of Daiyu Divine Mountain, and then Daiyu sank. I have come to this world. The flowers and wild grasses in the valley are rare treasures in the world, so people are crazy to dig around. Your Ancestor Ye Guxian stopped me from devouring those greedy people and fought with me..."That voice recounted the story of a very long time ago.

Dai Yu and Yuanqiao, Fang Hu, Penglai, and Yingzhou are all legendary ancient sacred mountains, and this low and old voice is the valley spirit named Purple Array Valley in Daiyu Divine Mountain.

"More than 2,000 years ago, when we met three old men, we hid in this lonely mountain together, and we did not see the world, that is, we did not want to see the madness and cruelty of people again. 三丌亼 (qi ji) is the connection between the three elders in the world, which can only be entered with tokens, which is the same as the secret realm of you. The voice sounded much softer at this point.

Oh, it turns out that those two words are pronounced like this! Such a rare word, of course I am only 600 years old, of course I can't understand it, don't blame me, don't blame me. Ye Qixian thought comfortingly.

In fact, in addition to not being able to understand those two words, he didn't understand what this Gu Ling named 'Ah Zi' said. What was the Ancient Sacred Mountain? But through the obscure words, he realized that his ancestor was really a ruthless character who was so powerful that it was smoking!

"Bring it, little fox. The big head stretched out a tiny hand, in stark contrast to his massive head.

"What?" the second monk was confused and confused.

"Fireflies. ”

"Ah??oh!!" After reacting, Ye Qixian immediately respectfully handed over the bottle that was used to guide the way and shimmered with bright light.

"No, I can't give it to you. Take the book in exchange. "Suddenly remembered that in addition to finding a way, the most important role of this thing is to barter! Ye Qixian immediately retracted his hand.

"Books, haha, little girl... Okay, okay. I'll go with you. Big head shook his huge head and laughed.

"I don't want you to go with me, I want books. Bring the book. Ye Qixian clutched the small bottle tightly.

"I should keep my promise, needless to say. The big head waved his hand, as if he were discussing something with someone. Apparently he insisted on doing what he wanted to do, and the other party tried to convince him.

Ye Qixian was pondering what the dwarf winter melon meant by this sentence, when he felt that his hand slipped, and the bottle flew out and fell into the hands of Whitebeard. Hei Wumei laughed, looked at him with his hand open, and then said a language that did not belong to human beings to the big head.

"Little fox, tell Ye Guxian Lao'er that he was right about what happened back then!" At this time, his voice sounded a little dull, or, lonely.

"I don't send it. ”

A thin puff of smoke drifted by, and before Ye Qixian could ask anything, or even react, his eyes suddenly went dark, and then he flew backwards heavily as if he had been punched or kicked by someone.

However, it was not his usual chic and elegant flying, but he bowed down and flew out like a skinny shrimp.

Then, he fell the concrete floor, which was too hard to be harder. I only felt that the tailbone of my butt was about to crack, and the pain made him crack his teeth and eyes.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that there were no stars, and the sun was still there. A group of passers-by came around him, watching the lively passers-by.

It's still the street just now, or the door of the workshop, and a group of people have changed.

It's okay now, I was beaten away for some reason, and I lost the things that Shi Xuanxuan didn't say, and I haven't got the book yet. Painful and worried, with some onlookers watching, Ye Qixian gritted his teeth and reluctantly stood up to dust off, but found a copper box-like thing beside him.

He picked it up, and found that it was a very good weight, the kind that couldn't be said, and it felt just right.

This is not a copper box, but a copper book with copper pages and copper pages, after opening, it is only dozens of pages, but I can't understand a word.

It's terrible to be uneducated. Phew, who can understand this ghost drawing, sneer.

Ye Qixian continued to comfort himself, closed the bronze book in a deep sense of frustration, and strode out of the market at the foot of the lonely mountain with gritted back molars.

Exchange the glowworm spirit for the copper book, and exchange the copper book for Luo Ya. You don't have to take out anything, it's all theirs.

In this way, you don't lose money!