In the absence of necessary circumstances, Luo Chen naturally would not take risks. The loneliness of the dream was never pleasant, and his soul had already benefited greatly, and it would be too greedy to enter again.

The existence of this world of black and white light is also a test of his will. Luo Chen had already decided not to think about this matter anymore, and just treat it as if none of this existed.

"Master, I spent a hundred years of life to inquire about Yue'er's whereabouts. But where I saw it, there was no figure at all, but a reckless mountain, what was going on?"

The topic naturally fell on Zhao Yue'er, and this question was also a doubt in Luo Chen's heart.

Saint Lao said: "You can see a picture, that is where Zhao Yue'er is. In other words, she is still alive and well. If she had fallen, you would see nothing. ”

"Since you're still alive, why can't you see it?" Luo Chen wondered.

"I don't know. The Saint Elder shook his head and said, "Since you saw that picture, it means that she is there." As for why I can't see it...... Maybe it's because the place she is in is so strange that it can even shield the snooping eyes of the heavens!"

"In this world, is there really a place that the Academy of Divine Calculations can't peep into?" Luo Chen was stunned.

"Naturally, there is. For example, the Wending ruins that you are about to go to are such a place. The Saint Elder smiled, "In the exploration of the Wending Ruins, killing is a common thing. If any of the elite children of any family died, and the elders could inquire about the heavenly machine for revenge, wouldn't that be a mess? What happened in the Wending ruins, even the Divine Calculation Academy could not see it. If you try to find out what happened in it, you can only waste your life in vain. ”

"Could it be that Yue'er is in the Wending Ruins now?" Luo Chen asked.

"Probably not. The area where she is located should be lower than the level of Wending Ruins. The Saint Elder shook his head and said, "If she is in the Wending Ruins, then when you inquire, you won't be able to see any picture." Being able to see the picture, but not being able to see her figure, shows that the shielding effect of this place on the prying eyes of the heavenly machine is limited. For some well-informed old guys, one glance at that picture tells you what the place is. ”

"Then Master, do you know?" Luo Chen hurriedly asked.

The old saint scolded with a smile: "Stinky boy! If the teacher knows, how can he not tell you? The teacher is not an old fellow, I have come to this world from my hometown, and I am not yet two hundred years old, and compared with those real old monsters, I am still very young!"

Luo Chen nodded, but he was puzzled: "What do you mean by coming to this world from your hometown?" Master, what do you mean by that?"

The Holy Elder sighed, shook his head infinitely, and said, "I mean, I was born in this world, and I am not yet two hundred years old. As for the hometown...... I hope I can go back when my soul dissipates......"

When Luo Chen saw the Holy Elder like this, he knew that he had touched the sad things of the Holy Elder again. Master always mentions things about his hometown, but Luo Chen's eyes are now wide open, and he knows the customs and customs of the eight states and four wildernesses on the mainland, but he really can't think of where Master's hometown is.

For the Holy Elder, although he is not used to it, he still has great respect for this master in his heart. Seeing that the holy elder didn't want to say more, he didn't ask any more questions.

The Saint Elder shook his head and continued: "Although I don't know what kind of place it is, the biggest possibility should be in Xiaoshan! Even if it can partially shield the snooping of the Divine Calculation Academy, it is not something that ordinary forces can do. Such a top-level force is the most likely to be Xiaoshan's power. ”

Luo Chen's heart ached slightly: "Master, what do you mean, Yue'er is ...... He has become a dead man, and he has been bought by a certain strong man in Xiaoshan, so he appeared in that mysterious place, right?"

Thinking of Zhao Yue'er's sad appearance with tears and smiles in her eyes when she left, Luo Chen suddenly felt a burst of heartache, and his soul trembled violently.

After all, she still succeeded in occupying a small place in his heart. Thinking of Zhao Yue'er's possible encounter, Luo Chen's heart was agitated, and he could hardly help himself.

"If you knew today, why bother in the first place?" the Holy Elder couldn't help but shake his head when he looked at Luo Chen's painful appearance, "Luo Chen, you have to remember that no matter what happens to her, you should continue to go to her! Her fate is not something she can decide. If you give up on someone else because she has become someone else's dead soldier, you are not a real man!"

Luo Chen nodded silently and clenched his fists hard.

If the guess is good, Zhao Yue'er's experience can be known without asking. Where did the super powerhouses care about Zhao Yue'er's weak strength? They collected dead soldiers, and they paid more attention to their appearance. If Zhao Yue'er has become a dead soldier and is bought, then what will happen can be known without even thinking about it.

But Master was right, her fate was not something she could grasp at all. Whatever had happened to her was not her own wish. Naturally, he didn't give up on her and no longer went to her.

If you are responsible, you are a real man!

"What's more, this is just your speculation, and the girl's current situation may not be what you think. Seeing that Luo Chen was still frowning, the Holy Elder comforted, "What happened, you can only know if you find that girl." Don't think too far about it now, maybe nothing happened when you found her?"

"Master, it doesn't matter what happened, the important thing is to find her. Luo Chen said in a deep voice, "I understand what you said. I will never give up looking for her, absolutely!"

Seeing Luo Chen's determined appearance, the holy elder also smiled with relief. Obviously, he was also extremely satisfied with Luo Chen's attitude.

Hiding Zhao Yue'er's matter in his heart for the time being, Luo Chen continued to ask the next question.

"Master, what does Song Jiang mean when he said that above this cultivation realm, literary style can be directly transformed into power? He said that back then, you wrote poems on the boat on the river, and there were 100 poems about fighting wine, which made Xiaozhou have more than a dozen senior martial artists, what does this mean?"

"Stinky boy, it doesn't seem like I'm the one who wrote the poem!" said the holy elder.

Seeing Luo Chen's determined look, the old saint's face twitched, and he smiled helplessly: "Okay! The old man admits that I am the one who wrote the poem." Zhuang Mengdie is Zhuang Mengyi, and Zhuang Mengyi is Zhuang Mengdie. The world's number one assassin is an old man, and the world's number one is also an old man. ”

"Being able to be the best in the world in these two things, Master, you are indeed amazing. Luo Chen said sincerely.

"Bullshit!" said with a smile, "The old man who is the number one assassin in the world is the one who does it, although the old man rarely kills people, but everyone he kills is a famous person......! Hehe, the old man, everyone in this village is the same as you, the Luo family, everyone doesn't talk about the second brother, they are all fame-seeking!"

"Master, which poems didn't you wrote?" Luo Chen was slightly stunned.

"Where will it be written by the old man, and the old man is just copied it. The saint said with a smile, "Tens of thousands of poems and songs, including various genres, with different perspectives, some are young and chivalrous, some are nostalgic in their twilight years, some are impassioned, and some are graceful and soft." The girl thinks of spring, thinks of the woman at night, the hatred of the family and the country, and the suffering of the people...... If these are all written by the old man, then the old man must be a madman!"

Luo Chen was silent for a moment, nodded and said, "That's right, a person can't have so many complicated emotions." But Master, what you said is quite literate, I can't say it, I'm still far behind you!"

"What do you mean it's very far away, you just don't know how to learn!" "Although the old man also copied poems, after all, he still has some foundation, and he knows the advantages and disadvantages of these things." How can you be like you, a kid, who even dares to copy 'born in a fairy cave, with infinite scenery in dangerous peaks', if it is in our hometown...... Hmph!"

Luo Chen smiled bitterly, the old man was right, he really didn't know anything about poetry and songs, that is, he just knew how to read and write. The handwriting is excellent, but that is the basic skill of the Dao Pattern Master. The old man said that he did not learn and did not know how to do it, but it was appropriate.

"Master, if you put those things in my memory, do you know that sooner or later they will be useful?" Luo Chen asked.

"How do I know? But sooner or later, the old man will dissipate, these things come from my hometown, accumulated from generation to generation, and it is a pity to rot, so I will give them to you. Where did you think that you kid is actually good and doesn't learn, learn from the old man to copy poems and smash people, and become a name for everyone, and there is a tendency to suppress the reputation of the old man!" The old man feigned anger, but his face was full of smiles, obviously not really angry.

Without waiting for Luo Chen to answer, the holy elder sighed again: "It's really the will of heaven in the dark, all this happened too coincidentally, the will of heaven makes you famous, you can't do it if you don't make a name! If you don't get acquainted with that Lu Overlord in Qinglong City, you won't be invited to Yan Xiaoxiao's poetry club." There are so many poems and songs, although most of them are masterpieces, but you actually threw out "Watching the Sea" at once! You must know that the old man frantically copied books on the boat back then, and copied from Li Du to Nalan Rongruo, but he missed this one! You kid doesn't know how to learn and know, and you can find this one directly, isn't this the will of heaven?"

Luo Chen thought about it for a while, and also felt that it was a bit too coincidental. Indeed, when he was waiting for an unknown enemy in Qinglong City, if he hadn't befriended the Lu Overlord of the Blue Dragon Sect, he wouldn't have met Yan Xiaoxiao, and naturally he wouldn't have been invited to participate in the poetry meeting, and there would be no series of things afterward.

And the copied poem directly copied the poem "Watching the Sea", which is an accident in the accident. He thought it was a Zhongping song, but he didn't expect it to cause such a shock. If you copy not "Watching the Sea" but other poems, you may be able to win the name of a genius, but you will not have the name of everyone.

In the dark, there seemed to be an invisible hand pushing all this, which made him feel a little strange.

However, the will of heaven cannot be violated, and he has no idea of going against the sky now. How things develop can only be seen step by step.

"Master, who are you talking about Li Du and Nalan Rongruo?" Luo Chen asked.

"They are all famous big in my hometown, and you don't know what you said. The Saint Elder waved his hand and smiled, "Boy, we seem to be off topic?"

Luo Chen thought about it, it was true. What he asked was how Song Jiang gained strength, how literary style was transformed into power, and how the saint Lao Xueye wrote poems, which made more than a dozen high-level martial artists on the continent. As a result, the topic changed to the matter of copying poems.

"Literary style can be directly transformed into power, to be honest, this is the first time I have heard of it. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you wouldn't have believed that there would be such a thing. The Elder said with some emotion, "A sixth-level martial artist, just because of your random explanation of 'stone springs flow dark walls, grass dew dripping autumn roots', he was born into a seventh-level martial artist! The gap between a sixth-level martial artist and a seventh-level martial artist is like a moat, and it is really unbelievable that it can be crossed so easily!"

"That is to say, Master, you don't know how he did it?" Luo Chen asked.

The Saint Elder nodded and said, "Of course." If I knew how to do it, wouldn't it be a step to the sky with all these stocks in my stomach and use them to transform them into power? In that case, I am afraid that I will be the strongest person on this continent, how can I be plotted by others, destroy my body, and become a lonely ghost-like existence, hiding in the west for so many years, and there is a danger of dissipating at any time?"

Luo Chen nodded.

It is also said that if the Holy Elder knew how to transform literary style into power, it would not be what it is now.

"The cultivation realm is too mysterious, although I have been here for more than a hundred years, I still know too little about the secrets in it. "Holy Old Dao," this Song Jiang and Jiang Zhongshan should be people with great luck and can get something mysterious like Wending. Even as a teacher, I have never heard of this kind of thing. ”

"Although the old man doesn't know how Song Jiang did it, he also has a preliminary judgment based on what you said. ”

"If the old man's expectations are good, the key is this token Wending. The token Wending can allow them to enter and exit the Wending Ruins freely, so it is very likely to be related to the mysterious place of the Wending Ruins!"

Luo Chen nodded and quietly listened to the Holy Elder's analysis. In terms of knowledge, he is too far from the saint and the truth.

"I can imagine a possibility, after Song Jiang got your explanation, he used the token of Wending to enter the Wending ruins. There, through a ritual, he exchanged your interpretation for his own power. "This kind of ritual can also be called a kind of sacrifice. They can directly sacrifice things like poetry and songs, and power is the reward they receive. ”

If my conjecture is true, then what Song Jiang said that Xiaozhou's literary style is not the most prosperous is not for no reason, and it has a reasonable explanation. ”

"Poetry and poetry can be directly transformed into power, which is the most direct way to extend longevity. And for these old guys who don't lack anything, Shou Yuan is the most important. ”