If he wanted to find the Demon Shadow, Chen Qingyang had to find that ancient town first, and then he could contact the outer gate forces of Dengxian Gate.

"If you go to the ancient town and go to the blacksmith shop to find a lame man, just say that the old way called you over, and he will help you contact Dengxianmen." The Ghost Pupil Daoist said.

Chen Qingyang was suddenly overjoyed in his heart, clasped his hands into fists and bowed slightly, and said, "Thank you seniors." ”

He was still thinking about how to find the outer gate forces of Dengxian Gate after Cao Wangkong left, and now that there was the help of the Ghost Pupil Dao, it would be much simpler.

"Go, remember, after half a month, no matter whether there is anyone who finds you or not, leave the Immortal Immortal Mountain as soon as possible, so that you can do it yourself!" The Ghost Pupil Daoist waved his hand and said.

Chen Qingyang nodded, and after saying goodbye, he walked out of the cave with Lian Wushuang, and Cao Wangkong also came out.

"You two, I have to leave first, you can come to Hell Street to find me when you have time in the future, and there will be a date later." Cao Wangkong said.

This world is about to be destroyed, so there is naturally no need for him to stay here.

"There will be a date later!" Chen Qingyang said lightly.

Cao Wangkong has lived in the outside world for so many years, and the scheming city is naturally not comparable to Chen Qingyang, it seems to be very polite, but in fact, there may be a murderous knife hidden in his heart.

Therefore, Chen Qingyang did not plan to become friends with such a person.

"Let's go!"

After Cao Wangkong left, in order to speed up, Lian Wushuang took Chen Qingyang and flew quickly in the direction of the ancient town.

In the cave mansion, sensing that Chen Qingyang and the others had left, the face of the ghost pupil Taoist couldn't help but become solemn.

"This kid and that little girl are so strange, wait for Lao Dao to use Zhou Tianyan's technique to calculate a hexagram!"

After speaking, the Ghost Pupil Daoist grabbed his right hand, grabbed a wisp of breath left by Chen Qingyang in the cave mansion in the palm of his hand, and then knotted the gossip seal in his hand, and recited words in his mouth.

Mysterious runes poured out from the mouth of the Ghost Pupil Daoist, but when the runes touched the wisp of breath, they suddenly shattered.

"What's going on?" The Ghost Pupil Daoist's face was shocked, and he looked at Chen Qingyang's breath in disbelief.

His Zhou Tianyan technique has reached an extreme realm, and no one and nothing in the world cannot be counted, and this is the first time this situation has appeared.

Then the Ghost Pupil Daoist put Chen Qingyang's breath aside, grabbed a wisp of Lian Wushuang's breath, and performed Zhou Tianyan's technique again.

Unexpectedly, the mysterious rune also shattered when it touched Lian Wushuang's breath.

"Could it be that Zhou Tianyan's technique is not bright?"

Hit again, the Ghost Pupil Daoist began to suspect that his Zhou Tianyan technique had failed.

"Come again!"

Saying that, the Ghost Pupil Daoist was very unwilling to grab Cao Wangkong's breath.

This time, the mysterious runes directly submerged into Cao Wangkong's breath, and a piece of font appeared in front of his eyes, including Cao Wangkong's life, all of which were clear.

It turned out that it was not his Zhou Tianyan technique that failed, but that he couldn't count Chen Qingyang and Lian Wushuang.

"I don't believe it!"

Immediately, the Ghost Pupil Daoist performed Zhou Tianyan's technique again, but the ending was still the same.

"Come again!"

The third time, failure!

"Come again!"

The fourth time, again failed!

The fifth time, or a failure!

……

After performing nearly a hundred Zhou Tianyan techniques, even the strength of the Ghost Pupil Daoist was in a weakened state of exhaustion.

Just as he was about to give up after performing the hundredth Zhou Tianyan technique, suddenly a wisp of Chen Qingyang's breath gushed out a line of mysterious fonts, which made the eyes of the ghost pupil Daoist light up.

"The avenue is fifty, the sky is forty-nine, there is a glimmer of life!"

When he saw this line of words, the Ghost Pupil Daoist's body shook suddenly.

"How did that happen?" The Ghost Pupil Daoist asked with a puzzled face.

"Does it have something to do with the old way?"

After speaking, the Ghost Pupil Daoist used his last strength to perform Zhou Tianyan's technique again, and this time he was going to count himself.

After a while, a line of words appeared in front of his eyes.

"The avenue is fifty, the sky is forty-nine, there is a glimmer of life!"

Calculate the exact same words, so that the ghost pupil Taoist was speechless for a long time.

"It seems that if Lao Dao wants to get out of this damn place alive, he has to rely on his life, but I don't know what he can do to take Lao Dao out of here." The Ghost Pupil Daoist said slowly, his eyes full of doubt and shock.

More than 100 miles is not a long distance for Lian Wushuang at all, and soon an ancient town surrounded by a wall more than ten meters high appeared in front of the two of them.

The ancient town has no name, the gates are open, and there are no guards guarding it, everything seems very casual.

"Such a powerful aura, is this the aura left by the strongman who trampled the void?"

When approaching the ancient town, Chen Qingyang suddenly sensed a very powerful aura, which made him feel a sense of awe in his heart, no wonder no strange beast dared to approach here.

Then the two slowly stepped into the ancient town.

In the ancient town, a wide street paved with bluestone floor tiles runs through the entire ancient town, and there is no end in sight.

The buildings on both sides are mottled and ancient, full of traces of time, and the streets are full of pedestrians, which is much more lively than Chen Qingyang imagined.

The people here obviously didn't know that this world was about to be destroyed, and all of them had simple and sincere smiles on their faces, which made Chen Qingyang feel extremely cordial.

"Hello, may I ask if there is a blacksmith shop here?" Chen Qingyang casually found a middle-aged man and asked.

The middle-aged man looked at Chen Qingyang with a curious expression, and then said, "Yes, but there are several blacksmith shops here, I don't know which one you are looking for, little brother?" ”

"Which blacksmith has a cripple?" Chen Qingyang asked.

Hearing that Chen Qingyang was looking for the lame man, the middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and he said, "Little brother, don't you want to go to the lame man?" He's not a nice guy to work with, so if you're going to buy iron, go to another blacksmith shop! ”

Chen Qingyang shook his head and said, "No need, I'll look for him." ”

"Well, you go down this street, and number one hundred and eighty-three is the blacksmith shop of the lame king." After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he didn't say much and left quickly.

Listening to the middle-aged man's tone, this lame man seemed to be very unpopular in this ancient town.

However, Chen Qingyang had no choice, and if he wanted to find the outer forces of Dengxian Gate, he could only go to him.

Walking all the way down the street, Chen Qingyang soon came to the blacksmith shop No. 183.

It is a dilapidated house, with a huge furnace on the right with molten iron billowing and churning, and a wooden frame on the left with all sorts of iron tools.

It's just that many of these iron tools have rusted, and apparently they have not been sold for a long time.

Inside the house, Chen Qingyang looked through the door and saw an obese figure sitting on a shabby Taishi chair, smoking a hookah leisurely.