On the hillside, Ye Fei retracted his gaze, and at this moment he already had the intention of leaving in his heart.

Now that the injury has recovered, the Ice Qi Desolate Beast in the outside world is not enough to fear, although the combat power of this beast is extremely terrifying, but Ye Fei dodges without fighting, and there is no way to teleport away from the desolate beast.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Little friend, wait." The source of that sound was obviously the upper valley ahead.

Ye Fei's eyes froze, and he couldn't help but be shocked at this moment.

In the past few days, he has been cultivating here, and he has not found anyone here before, and he has also not felt any breath.

On the hillside, Ye Fei turned his head suddenly, and a fine light couldn't help but flash in his eyes.

"Remnant soul, still ......" His eyes saw that behind the valley in front of him, an old man in a gray ancient robe was walking slowly at this moment, and raised his hand to him with a smile.

This old man, the breath on his body is stable, and he also does not feel any spiritual power fluctuations, and he looks like an ordinary old man, with a somewhat rickety body, thin body, pointed face, and a pinch of white beard.

In the valley cemetery, the old man smiled, like an older man, and gestured kindly after seeing the junior.

Ye Fei was stunned for a moment, his figure flashed, and the next moment he had already entered the valley, and then slowly walked forward, and soon stood in front of the old man.

"This senior, who are you?" Ye Fei looked puzzled and asked at this time.

It stands to reason that there should be no living people in this place, even the Kunlun Sect is not qualified to step into this place, and who is this unattractive old man in front of him.

Just thinking about it for a moment, the spiritual power in Ye Fei's body was secretly condensed, and he was a little cautious in his heart.

To be able to appear here, there is no doubt that he is a person from Kunlun, this person is not the other robbering powerhouse hidden in the Kunlun Gate as Fu Cangtian said before?

"Old man, Zhao Shanhe."

"This little friend, do you know that in the past hundred years, there has never been a living person here." The old man in front smiled slightly at this moment, touched the beard on the side of his mouth and whispered.

As soon as these words came out, Ye Fei's eyes flashed.

"So, the person in front of you is not a living person?" A flash of inspiration flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, and he thought to himself in his heart.

It's just that under his perception, he can't tell at all, even if it is the peak of the Yuan Infant Realm, such a powerful spiritual sense, sweeping the people in front of him, the old man in front of him, is no different from ordinary people.

"The younger generation has no intention of offending, just taking advantage of this place to heal, and he will leave." Ye Fei groaned for a while, then raised his hand and spoke.

He wasn't afraid of this person, but this place was the place of Kunlun Gate's ruins after all.

Ye Fei was not a Kunlun person, and he indiscriminately broke into this place, and he was really a little disrespectful to those martial arts seniors, respecting the seniors, this is the most basic etiquette as a Chinese martial arts cultivator.

After that, he was ready to turn around directly.

"Wait, since you're here, why leave in a hurry." The old man's voice came, echoing through the valley.

Ye Fei's eyes suddenly froze, the spiritual power in his body surged, and his expression became serious.

Just as he turned his head, the old man's voice came again.

"Xiaoyou has a good wine in hand, you might as well stop for a while, I'm a bad old man, I've been lonely for nearly a hundred years, and you can't bear to leave like this?" Zhao Shanhe hurriedly raised his hand, and his eyes fell on Ye Fei's storage ring.

When Ye Fei heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned for a while.

He subconsciously looked down at his storage ring, and his heart suddenly understood.

If you want to say that in his storage ring, what can be called a fine wine is the soul brew that Mu Feng gave him when he was in Penglai Immortal Island, and now the jade gourd is still in his hands.

"What the predecessors said, but this wine." Ye Fei laughed lightly, and a blue light flashed in his palm.

The jade gourd fell into his palm, and the eyes of the person in front of him suddenly lit up.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"If it weren't for the fact that Xiaoyou was cultivating and healing before, the old man would have been unable to help but come over." Zhao Shanhe in front of him even claimed to be, staring directly at the jade gourd in Ye Fei's hand.

At this time, Ye Fei let go of the caution in his heart, and the person in front of him seemed to be really just begging for a sip of wine.

As for the identity of this old man, Ye Fei already had some guesses in his heart at the moment, and he could sense the soul brew in his storage ring, this old man was by no means as simple as it seemed, most of it was a remnant body that had been left for a long time.

Such an existence undoubtedly has the strength of a strong person during his lifetime, otherwise he would not be able to immortalize the remnant spirit.

"Senior, it's not good to drink here." Ye Fei smiled lightly and glanced around at the same time.

The two of them are in the valley at the moment, and what they can see around them are bluestone tombstones, and their location is in the center of the cemetery.

In the valley, Zhao Shanhe shook his head again and again.

I saw that he took a step forward at this moment, and under the raising of his hand, a wooden table appeared out of thin air, the white jade wine glass on the table was ready, and two benches appeared next to the table at the same time, and then he looked up at Ye Fei and smiled.

"Xiaoyou's words are wrong, this place is very good." Zhao Shanhe laughed and then sat down at the table.

Seeing this scene, Ye Fei didn't say much, and also moved to sit down.

The soul brew in the jade gourd, since leaving Penglai, Ye Fei has not moved, in fact, the wine in the gourd is almost inexhaustible.

After the two of them spoke, they sat opposite each other in front of the wooden table, the glass was full of wine, and the old man in front of him directly picked up the wine glass and couldn't help but drink it all.

"Good wine!"

"With the soul as the guide, it can be called immortal brew." The smile on Zhao Shanhe's face at this moment was obviously a little more prosperous, obviously there was something unfinished.

In front of the wooden table, Ye Fei smiled lightly, and casually pushed the wine jug towards the person in front of him.

While he picked up his wine glass, he couldn't help but take a deep look at this Zhao Shanhe.

"Senior, but the grave keeper here?" Ye Fei's face couldn't help but show curiosity, and he asked in a low voice at this moment.

Immediately sit in the place, then the tombstone here, there must always be a crowd of people, in this space, except for the person in front of him, Ye Fei did not sense any strange aura.

Here, except for the table in the valley, there is silence all around.

Zhao Shanhe laughed, the glass was full of wine, and at the same time he drank it all again, making Ye Fei a little confused in a trance, whether the person in front of him was a remnant spirit or a real existence here.

"How can you become an immortal with a thousand-year-old life?"

"Old man, this glass, I salute all of you......" Zhao Shanhe filled the wine glass again at this moment and sprinkled it on the ground casually, as if responding to Ye Fei's words, but more as if he was talking to himself.

In front of the wooden table, Ye Fei looked at the person in front of him, and couldn't help but fall silent for a while.

As the old man said, a thousand years of martial arts is too short, and the Nine Heavenly Tribulations are sad and tribulation, almost exhausting the power of the martial arts cultivation of the Tribulation Realm, and the thousand-year lifespan is not enough to become an immortal.

After the catastrophe, the time left for Wu Xiu was, without exaggeration, slipping away little by little at a speed that was visible to the eye.

In the center of the valley, Ye Fei fell into contemplation unconsciously, and in front of him, the old man didn't seem to say much, just drank the wine in the cup by himself.

If it weren't for the soul brew in the jade gourd, it would have been much more than it seemed on the show, and I am afraid that the wine would have been drunk at this moment.

"Thinking of reaching the realm of true immortals, the Heavenly Tribulation can't be avoided."

"Within a thousand years, the nine heavenly tribulations, all of which are pitted, can become immortals, which is not nonsense." Ye Fei's gaze was far away, and in this atmosphere, his expression was not a sense of loss, but full of tenacity.

Time is passing quietly.

Here, there is no daylight, and I don't know how long it has been at this moment.

In the valley, in front of the table, Zhao Shanhe finally put down the wine glass, the expression on his face unconsciously converged, and there was a sense of sadness in his deep eyes.

"Xiaoyou, when you and I meet, it can be regarded as fate."

"I wonder if I can do the old man a favor?" Zhao Shanhe raised his head at this moment, and his eyes were focused on Ye Fei's body.

Ye Fei came back to his senses and looked up at the person in front of him at the same time.

"Senior, but it doesn't hurt to say it." Ye Fei spoke in a low voice, he could feel the sadness and helplessness in the hearts of the people in front of him.

Hundreds of years ago, perhaps thousands of years ago, whether it was the people on the bluestone tombstones in the valley here, or the old man in front of him at this moment, they were undoubtedly in the Chinese martial arts world, which was very important and shook one side.

However, the world is not benevolent, and thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Even if it is a strong person of the Eightfold Heavenly Tribulation, in the end, he will not be able to escape the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, and dissipate between heaven and earth, then he thinks that he has an invisible big hand that controls everything in the world.

In the end, nothing can escape the erosion of time.

"Old man, Zhao Shanhe."

"The ninth generation ancestor of Kunlun, a hundred years of psychiatrium, three hundred years into the realm of catastrophe, the end of life is approaching, successfully survived the sevenfold tribulation, and the middle failed to wait for the arrival of the eighth tribulation."

The old man's eyes were far away, and while he spoke, he couldn't help but shake his head lightly at this moment.

"Three hundred years ago, the old man's longevity was exhausted, and the remnants of the spirit were only three years."

"I don't know Xiaoyou, can you erect a monument for the old man in the valley?" Zhao Shanhe raised his head, glanced at Ye Fei deeply, and asked slowly.

As soon as these words came out, sorrow began in my heart.

The bluestone tombstones around seemed to tremble slightly.

The powerhouse of the dignified Seven Tribulation Realm, in the end, couldn't even find a person who erected a monument, which was really a bit bleak to say.

"Senior, there is a way to let your remnants survive forever." Ye Fei's eyes flashed, and he looked up at the person in front of him.

In his inheritance, there are many records of the method of condensing remnant spirits, and the remnant spirits of a robbing realm powerhouse can survive for at least a thousand years, but they must be sealed for many years.

In front of the wooden table, Zhao Shanhe couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly when he heard the words.

After a long silence, he spoke again: "The old man is tired. ”

In just a few words, there is an indescribable sense of sadness, it is not that he can't exist like this, but the remnants of Shouyuan are exhausted, and there is no way to recover.

This is an irreversible rule.

After saying this moment, Zhao Shanhe's eyes in front of him were already full of death intent, and at this moment, Ye Fei could sense that the aura on his body was slowly weakening.