"Ziduo, how do you talk to grandpa?" Yan Ziqian glared at his younger brother, Yan Ziduo hurriedly swallowed the words back, his meaning was obvious, you are old, you may die in another ten years, can you wait?

Although this sentence is not good to hear, the truth is real, and the old man woke up all of a sudden, he pondered for a while and finally nodded: "Okay, blindly waiting is not the way after all, I will try to crush the jade talisman now and ask the old fairy to come out." ”

After speaking, he sighed, "After all, thirty years have passed, and there is still an unknown whether he can invite the old immortal to come out, maybe he just said it casually, maybe he forgot it a long time ago." ”

"Grandpa, try it, how can you know if you don't try? What's more, even if we don't invite the old immortals, we won't lose anything. The two brothers couldn't wait to urge.

"Presumptuous, you must respect the old immortals, and you must not be so rude. Old Man Yan glared at his grandson fiercely and said, "Let's all go to bathe and change clothes, tidy up our appearance, and then we all come to the courtyard, I will crush the jade talisman, and you and grandpa will welcome the old fairy together." ”

"Yes!" the two brothers immediately agreed, and they both went into the room to take a shower and change clothes, and even the old man went to take a shower and change clothes.

A quarter of an hour later, the three ancestors and grandchildren finished bathing, all changed into new clothes, and the three of them stood respectfully in front of the stone table, at this time the red sun had just set, the shadows of the trees were swaying, a round of crescent moon hung obliquely, day and night alternated, the yard was hazy, a dusk, quite a bit of mysterious taste.

Old man Yan took his two grandsons, bowed a few times respectfully to Chongnan, and then the old man instructed his grandson two more words, and then opened the sandalwood box and solemnly held the jade talisman in his hand.

After all, to welcome the arrival of the old immortal, the three of them were both excited and nervous, Old Man Yan used his skills, slightly hard, with a soft click, the jade talisman was pinched into pieces, the moment the jade talisman was broken, a ray of white light that was difficult to see with the naked eye rushed to the sky, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, in the canyon where Chen Nan and others had been in Changbai Mountain, a figure rose to the sky, and only a moment later, a light entered the Yan family's compound, and a middle-aged figure with a fairy wind and bones appeared, looking at the three people and snorting coldly, "Who called me Bai Shouyun?"

"Plop, plop!" The terrifying coercion unleashed by the middle-aged man made the three of them tremble in horror and knelt on the ground.

Old Man Yan knelt on the ground and said in fear: "Old immortal, I am Yan Jisong, the old immortal saved me back then, have you forgotten?"

Bai Shouyun looked at Old Man Yan as if he was thoughtful, and after a while, he smiled slightly, "I remember, I gave you a jade talisman back then, and after so many years, the deity almost forgot." ”

Yan Jisong wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said, "Jisong is an ordinary man, and it is normal for the old immortal to forget." ”

"Hmm!" Bai Shouyun nodded arrogantly, frowned as if remembering something, and said, "My son Bai Baiting went to the secular world with his senior brother to look for opportunities, but was killed by someone, do you know that there are cultivators like me in the secular world?"

Old Man Yan shook his head, "There are ancient martial artists in the secular world, as well as hidden sects, which also belong to the cultivation path, I don't know if the old immortal is talking about them?"

Bai Shouyun shook his head, "It's not them, I've seen those ancient martial artists, it can't be my son's opponent, not to mention Cangmo, and no one is their opponent, I'm talking about cultivators like the deity." ”

Bai Shouyun is Bai Baiting's father, Cang Mo and Bai Baiting died, and their divine soul tablets in the sect were shattered. Bai Shouyun knew that his son was dead, and he found Changbai Mountain in anger, but unfortunately the divine imprint he left on Bai Baiting's body was destroyed by Chen Nan, and he couldn't sense their location at all, let alone know who killed them, but he knew that the two people went to Changbai Mountain to get Jiao's blood, and the soul binding rope was given to two people to subdue the snake Jiao.

It's just that he has been looking for many days in Changbai Mountain, and there are no clues at all, just now the jade talisman that he left in the secular world was stimulated, and there was a trace of his divine sense imprint in it, so he rushed to Yan's house, although he asked Yan Jisong to look for the spar, he just said casually, how precious is the spar? How can they find it at will? Although Old Man Yan always kept this matter in mind, but after so many years, Bai Shouyun had long forgotten it, and he reminded him to remember.

Hearing his words, the three ancestors and grandsons looked at each other, they didn't understand what he meant at all, let alone what he cultivated, and the two brothers didn't dare to take a breath under Bai Shouyun's invisible coercion.

Bai Shouyun waved his hand, "That's it, it's normal that you don't understand, you should have heard that there were cultivators in ancient China, in fact, I am a cultivator, and a cultivator is also a cultivator, understand?"

"Understood, I'll keep them on the lookout later. Old man Yan nodded again and again, then he breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the old fairy with a little bitterness in his heart, decades have passed, the demeanor of the people is still the same, and he is not old at all, but he has gray sideburns, drooping old, and immediately smiled and said: "I haven't seen the old fairy for decades, the charm of the old fairy is still the same, it seems that the style is better than the original." ”

Bai Shouyun was very useful to his sycophants, waved his hand and said: "Don't call me an old immortal in the future, just call me a senior, I am far from the place of immortals." As he spoke, he waved his sleeves, "Get up." As if they were being held up by something, several people stood up automatically.

"It's senior!" Old Man Yan saluted respectfully again, he knew very well that although the middle-aged man looked young, he must be much older than him, it was like this back then, and now it is still like this after thirty years, and he doesn't know how many years he has lived.

Bai Shouyun glanced at Yan Jisong lightly, and said with a majestic expression: "I asked you to look for the spar back then, and you called me here today, but did you find the spar mine?"

Yan Jisong hurriedly said: "Jisong did find this kind of spare, so he dared to call the old immortal to come, otherwise how dare I disturb the seniors." ”

As he spoke, he took out the spar that Bai Shouyun had given him, as well as the spar found in the African gold mine, pointed to one of the small yellow spars and said, "This is the spar I found in the African gold mine, which is the same as the one left by my predecessors. ”

Bai Shouyun frowned, his face was displeased, and he snorted coldly: "It's so small, what's the use of it?"

As he got angry, the terrifying coercion spread again, and the majestic momentum overwhelmed the three of them, and the swallow snatched his courage and said: "Old immortal, there are big ones, but they are not in our hands." ”

"Don't be unreasonable.

Yan Jisong was afraid that his grandson Tang would suddenly upset the old immortal, so he hurriedly stopped it.

Bai Shouyun's eyes lit up, and he looked at Yan Zidao and said, "It's okay, let him say." ”