After the old man fell to the ground, the two of them didn't have time to step forward to help him up, when they saw the corpse running towards them quickly.

"It's over! It's really over now. Zhang Ziyi said desperately.

At this time, Cen Fan did not speak, and now in addition to regret, he only has guilt left. If it weren't for his curiosity, Zhang Ziyi wouldn't have followed him to this ancient tomb, and when he thought of this, Cen Fan regretted it.

At this time, Cen Fan suddenly made a decision, he quickly ran towards the corpse, shouting as he ran: "Brother Ziyi, you go quickly!" I'm going to get it out of the way. ”

Seeing Cen Fan on the side suddenly running towards the corpse, Zhang Ziyi shouted anxiously: "What are you doing?"

Seeing that Cen Fan didn't respond to him, Zhang Ziyi suddenly remembered something again, and shouted loudly: "Stop breathing!"

As soon as Zhang Ziyi's words fell, he saw Cen Fan and the corpse suddenly stop, and they were about five meters apart.

Cen Fan turned around, looked at Zhang Ziyi with a smile, and said, "Brother Ziyi! It's worth it to be a brother with you in this life! Leave me alone, let's go! ”

After speaking, without waiting for Zhang Ziyi to respond, he yelled at the corpse, stretched out his sword and pointed at the corpse.

At this time, Cen Fan's eyes were red, and a faint flame appeared around him, and there seemed to be a powerful anger in his body, waiting for him to explode.

Due to the distance, Zhang Ziyi in the distance did not find Cen Fan's abnormality, but the corpse was frozen in place. The corpse looked at the flame-burning human in front of him, scratched his head, and said a corpse word.

A person and a corpse confronted each other like this, and just when the flames around Cen Fan went out and began to emit black gas, a silver-haired old man suddenly appeared behind him. The old man put his hand on his head, and then the black qi around him slowly disappeared, and Cen Fan's red eyes returned to normal.

Zhang Ziyi, who was in the distance, looked at the silver-haired old man who suddenly appeared, and then looked behind the coffin, and found that the silver-haired old man sitting there was gone.

Cen Fan, who had returned to normal, heard a roar from the corpse in front of him before he could turn around and see the person behind him clearly. And in front of him stood a silver-haired old man.

Although Cen Fan was a few meters away from the silver-haired old man, he could strongly sense that the silver-haired old man exuded a powerful aura.

The silver-haired old man turned his head to look at Cen Fan, and the next second he appeared in front of the corpse, without waiting for the corpse to get up. The silver-haired old man grabbed it with his left hand, stretched out his right hand and bit his index finger open, drawing a rune on the forehead of the corpse. After drawing the runes, the silver-haired old man muttered a few words silently, and the runes suddenly flashed with dazzling golden light. After all this, the corpse was no longer moving.

At this time, the silver-haired old man suddenly stretched out his hand, forming a palm into a palm, facing the crystal coffin pile in the distance, and pinching the mantra with the other hand. I saw the empty crystal coffin in the distance, which was moving quickly towards the silver-haired old man. The empty coffin stopped in front of the silver-haired old man, and the silver-haired old man flickered with his hand, and the corpse lay down in the crystal coffin again.

The silver-haired old man waved the coffin lid in the distance again, only to see that the coffin lid flew over in an instant, covering the crystal coffin exactly whatsoever. Then he kicked the crystal coffin back to its original position.

Seeing that the silver-haired old man had been subdued in less than a minute, the two of them were instantly full of awe and admiration for the silver-haired old man.

The silver-haired old man instantly returned to Cen Fan's side, looked at them and said, "Kid, are you okay?"

"Senior! We're fine. It's just ......" Cen Fan looked at the injured old man in the distance, and stopped talking.

The silver-haired old man knew what he meant, waved his hand and said, "You don't have to worry, I have cleared the corpse poison from his body for Hua Yin's senior, and he is fine now."

Hearing the silver-haired old man say this, the two were a little puzzled. The two only remembered that he had been dealing with the corpse, and they didn't see him go to save Hua Yin's seniors

The two didn't know that in fact, just when Cen Fan had just run towards the corpse, the silver-haired old man had already come to Hua Yin's side. Because the silver-haired old man's speed was too fast, and he didn't make a sound, and the attention of the two of them was on the corpse, the two didn't know.

While a few people were talking, another old man suddenly appeared next to several people.

The silver-haired old man asked the old man, "Senior Huayin, are you okay?" It can be seen that this silver-haired old man has a lot of respect for Hua Yin.

"I'm fine! After the old man eats your four-color grass, his body is fine! Hua Yin said lightly. As if the injury wasn't a big deal for him.

At this time, the silver-haired old man suddenly remembered something and said to Hua Yin: "By the way, senior, I have successfully broken through the obstacles in this retreat."

Hua Yin's eyes widened and said, "Is this true?"

The silver-haired old man nodded, and then said solemnly: "Fortunately, I woke up in time, if I let this corpse escape, it will be endless."

"Yes! The old man's life is small, and the world is big. Hua Yin also nodded and said.

Watching the two bigwigs chatting, the two didn't understand at all, but they vaguely heard that the silver old man said that he had been in retreat for fifty years. Hearing this, the two of them were also shocked in their hearts, and they felt that the two old men in front of them must have lived hundreds of old monsters.

After the two old men talked for a while, Hua Yin suddenly disappeared in place, leaving only the silver-haired old man. The silver-haired old man took the two to the crystal coffin, and after cracking the formation, he let the two sit beside him.

As soon as the two of them sat down, the silver-haired old man looked at them kindly and asked, "Children, what is your name?" Which school do you come from? ”

Hearing the silver-haired old man ask, the two glanced at each other, and then Zhang Ziyi replied: "Senior, my name is Zhang Ziyi, I am a disciple of the 365th generation of Wudang, and my master's name is Qingyang Zhenren."

"Hmmm! Not bad! The division is famous. Your ancestor Taiyi Zhenren, the old man has seen it a few times, and he is also a monk wizard! The silver-haired old man exclaimed.

Seeing the silver-haired old man praising his ancestor so much, Zhang Ziyi was also very happy.

The silver-haired old man looked at Cen Fan again and asked, "What about you?" Where did the teacher come from? When the silver-haired old man looked at Cen Fan, he instantly became more kind, as if he saw his grandson.

"Senior! My name is Cen Fan, and my master's name is Bai Yu. After Cen Fan finished speaking, he thought about it. Then he added, "But...... But I haven't seen my master until now. ”

After listening to Cen Fan's self-description, the silver-haired old man nodded and said with a smile, "Child, don't worry! When the time comes, you will naturally meet your master. ”

"Senior, do you know my master?" Cen Fan asked excitedly.

The silver-haired old man stroked his beard, laughed and said, "Hahaha! Don't just know. ”

Cen Fan was about to continue asking, but was interrupted by Hua Yin, who suddenly appeared.

"He's your ancestor!" Hua Yin Zhenren said lightly.

"Division...... Master! Cen Fan froze in place excitedly.

"Senior! You, you, you, why did you tell him! The silver-haired old man looked at Hua Yin and pretended to be angry.

"Hahaha! I see this doll looking for Master everywhere, and it is very pitiful. Since you can't find the master, it's good to find the master. Hua Yin Zhenren waved his sleeves and sat down.