On the edge of Xiaojing Lake, Taoyuan Village.

Returning to this place again, Yun Mu felt an indescribable relief in his heart, as if this place was really isolated from the world, there were no worries, no hustle and bustle, everything was so peaceful and peaceful.

It's just that such a quiet environment gives Yun Mu a feeling of unreality.

According to Jun Mowen, Taoyuan Village existed here a long, long time ago, and it seems that it was earlier than Waishan. And the people who live here, although they are all old and weak, women and children, most of them have a lot of backgrounds. Some were once powerful people, some were fierce devils, and some migrated here to avoid the enemy.

In short, this place is not simple.

......

"Brother Yun, why are you here!?"

It was still the original cabin, Ling Xiu was chopping wood in front of the door at this time, and when he saw Yun Mu suddenly appear, he immediately put down the firewood knife in his hand and ran towards Yun Mu.

"Ling Xiu, didn't you practice with that senior, how could you chop wood here?"

Hearing Yun Mu's inquiry, Ling Xiu opened his mouth and said with a rather frustrated expression, "I...... The old ghost grandfather didn't teach me to practice, he only asked me to split the wood, and then ...... And then it always went like this. However, my predecessors told me that when I have a tenacious heart, then everything is a practice for me. ”

"Uh!?That senior's mood is really high!"

Yun Mu was stunned when he heard this, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of admiration in his heart.

Life in the world, being a person and doing things, every word and deed, are all practices. It is a kind of perception that can only be possessed after seeing through the vicissitudes of life and reading the prosperity.

"Brother Yun, why does Grandpa Ghost keep asking me to chop wood? Is it testing me?"

Ling Xiu was a little apprehensive in his heart, not knowing what to do.

Yun Mu pondered slightly for a moment, then picked up the firewood on the ground and looked at it carefully, each piece of firewood was very symmetrical, the incision was smooth, no matter how you looked at it, it didn't look like an ordinary person could do it.

"Could it be...... Knife technique. ”

Yun Mu faintly guessed something, and asked Ling Xiu to continue slashing a few more times.

Ling Xiu didn't know why, but he still did it...... Picking up the firewood knife is a burst of chopping, the action is clean and neat, and there is a sense of roundness and delicacy between the big opening and closing.

And so it was!

Yun Mu's heart was suddenly, and there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes. Although it is just a few simple actions, in Yun Mu's opinion, it is actually a back-to-basics artistic conception.

"Brother Yun, am I useless?"

Ling Xiu saw that Yun Mu was silent, thinking that he had not done a good job, and his mood was extremely low.

Yun Mu shook his head, patted the other party on the shoulder and said, "It's none of your business, that senior is an elder with great wisdom, so he is teaching you how to practice, don't underestimate this wood-chopping kung fu, great skill, lifting weights like light, honing your will...... These are the best practices for you. You must practice hard and not slack off, otherwise you will live up to the hard work of your predecessors. ”

"Really...... Really!?"

Ling Xiu raised his head suddenly, and there was a little more color in his eyes: "I know Brother Yun, don't worry! I will definitely work hard to cultivate." ”

Looking at the young man's determined eyes, Yun Mu smiled and nodded. Then he inquired about the old ghost's predecessor's residence, and then went straight away.

......

The old man lived in Yizhuang next to the cemetery, there were no residents nearby, and he looked very clean and lonely.

Yun Mu was very curious, what kind of person this old ghost senior was, not only was his cultivation extremely high, his state of mind was detached, but his temper was also a little weird, anyway, ordinary people would never live in such a place.

"The younger generation is admired, and I want to see the seniors. ”

Yun Mu stood respectfully outside Yizhuang, only to feel a desolate and decaying aura permeating the heavens and the earth.

"You're here, come in!"

The old man's voice sounded, and there was no surprise, as if the old man had expected Yun Mu to come.

"Crunch-"

The old wooden door slowly opened, and a thick twilight air came to the face.

After hesitating slightly, Yun Mu still strode in.

......

Inside the village is a huge pavilion, dim and damp, and dead.

However, this place is particularly wide and clean, hundreds of coffins are neatly arranged, and on the surface of the coffin, there are strange prints engraved one after another, which seem to be pictures but not pictures, and seem to be non-symbols...... Even if Yun Mu has studied the "Forbidden Classics" of the Jian clan and knows a lot of runes, he can't see its origin.

In the center of the pavilion, a silver coffin hung upside down, without a coffin lid, and an old man lay quietly in it, with a shriveled body, skinny, no heartbeat, no breath, and even the fluctuation of life, like a corpse...... Or rather, this is a corpse.

But it's such a corpse, but it's impossible to ignore its existence.

At this moment, the old man slowly opened his eyes, and his empty gaze revealed endless profundity: "The old man usually has few guests here, so there are no stools, only these coffins, so let's sit down." ”

As the old man spoke, a huge sarcophagus suddenly flew down to Yun Mu's feet, almost startling him. How can anyone sit in a coffin?

Yun Mu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly, secretly thinking that this old ghost senior was indeed informal.

It's just that the guest is as the host, Yun Mu is not hypocritical, and sits directly on the sarcophagus.

"Seniors seem to know I'm coming?"

Hearing Yun Mu's inquiry, the old man nodded slightly and said, "From the day you appeared, the old man knew about your existence and knew that you would definitely come here." ”

"Oh, why is that?"

"Because you have the breath of an old man in you...... I'm sure you've been to the ruins, right?"

The old man's answer surprised Yun Mu: "The seniors know that the Quartet is returning to the ruins? uh...... Yes, with the cultivation of the predecessors, how can we not know that the four directions have returned to the ruins, and who is the old man that the predecessors are talking about......? Is that the Ascetic Venerable?"

Speaking of this, Yun Mu felt a sense of panic.

After a moment of silence, the old man spoke: "There are not many old people who have survived the catastrophe, and everyone is shouldering their own missions, I'm afraid it will be difficult to see each other again......

After a pause, the old man said with a little sadness: "Is the Ascetic Venerable okay?"

"Huh!?"

Yun Mu came back to his senses and forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart and said, "There is a problem with the seal of the Quartet Returning to the Ruins, and the Ascetic Venerable has already transferred the royal city elsewhere. ”

"Banished, I still can't hold on!"

The old man's tone was not surprised, but only deeply disappointed.

Yun Mu's head was in chaos, and countless thoughts flashed through his heart. He suddenly felt that his appearance in this place might not be a coincidence, but the pull of cause and effect.

The golden bead of divine power that the Ascetic Venerable gave to Yun Mu had planned to send him here and to the old man.

Thinking of this, Yun Mu couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.

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