The white-robed young man is indeed a holy son, and he has a lot of reputation in the Tianyuan domain, called Ouyang Shu.

The woman in red was dressed in a pale pink dress with a plain white gauze dress, and her dress was extremely elegant; The figure is a little thin, but there is a trace of sadness between the eyebrows.

But if you look closely, you will find that this woman's eyes are like stars, like a pool of autumn water, which is really pitiful for me.

From the perspective of Night Return, the appearance of the woman in red clothes is not inferior to those saints in the Cangxuan Domain.

No wonder even the Holy Son was moved!

Looking at the mural again, in fact, there is only less than half of it, and it can only be seen that the painting should be a fairyland-like palace group, the pen style is strong and powerful, maybe it is the real picture of a corner of the Cangyun Holy Land back then.

Ouyang Shu's mind was almost all on the woman in red, and he was surrounded by a large group of people, so he didn't care about the number of people around him.

"What do you think that guy thinks, that he has to bring a girl to the ruins to show off his full stomach?"

Ye Guichen just wanted to complain to Cai Fatzi, but he didn't hear a response for a long time.

When he turned his head, he saw the dead fat man squinting at a pair of small eyes, and he was also looking around on the broken wall.

Not only him, but Sun Lao is also a good learner, with that serious look, people who don't know still think they are studying the treasure map?

"Why, after listening to the poems of the Holy Son of Sao Bao, even you think there is a mystery in the mural?"

Ye Guichen is puzzled, the dead fat man is not like a boring person.

"You kid knows a fart!"

Cai Fatzi continued to look at the mural for a long time, and then retracted his gaze with a little disappointment, and said impatiently: "Pay more attention to other people, maybe it won't let you run in vain." ”

After about a cup of tea, the three of them came to an unusually open hall, and the desolation emanating from it was particularly strong.

In fact, it is not a large hall, judging from the traces left in this place, when the Cangyun Holy Land was not destroyed, it should have been used as a place for disciples to practice.

But in front of a stone wall on the right, there were more than a dozen martial cultivators gathered.

The martial arts cultivators were frowning, contemplative, or chanting, and some of them had spiritual power at their fingertips, obviously comparing something, and that kind of focused look was no different from the previous Cai Fatzi and Sun Lao.

"What are those people looking at?"

Ye Guichen's gaze froze, and then a spiritual light crossed the sea of knowledge: "They want to find the exercises and martial arts of the Cangyun Holy Land!" ”

"Or else?"

Cai Fatzi bowed his head slightly, casting a "teachable" look.

Elder Sun explained on the side: "From the old man's point of view, the chance of finding a treasure in the Cangyun Tomb is almost zero. ”

"The only valuable thing here is the remaining murals and the marks left by the strong man's practice."

"If we can realize a scale and a half claw from this, it will benefit us immensely for our casual cultivation!"

Night Guichen suddenly realized, no wonder that as soon as he heard that the ruins of the Holy Land were opened, he was like crazy all day long.

What is the most lacking thing in casual practice?

Naturally, it is cultivation resources and martial arts exercises!

It's okay to say that the cultivation resources are good, maybe everyone can exchange some money for their hard work.

However, for advanced martial arts and exercises, for casual cultivators without a background, the difficulty of obtaining them is tantamount to ascending to the sky.

And the appearance of a holy land site, even if it has been destroyed for more than a thousand years, is still a great opportunity in the eyes of a group of scattered cultivators!

"Okay, Sun Daoyou and I have to seize the time to come to enlightenment, you kid be clever yourself, don't cause trouble."

Cai Fatzi hurriedly reminded him to return to the night, and then squeezed in front of the stone wall like all the scattered cultivators, and immersed himself in it with twelve points of enthusiasm, unable to extricate himself.

Night Guichen was also aroused with great interest.

It's not that he is in a hurry to practice martial arts, although the things taught by Uncle Jiang are rubbish, but fortunately, they are enough.

And for more than half a year, he had also been in contact with the cultivation techniques of the Blood Yang Sect and the Holy Beast Sect, but in the end, he was sadly surprised to find that the core exercises of the first- and second-rate forces were actually worse than his own garbage exercises.

What Ye Guichen was thinking at the moment was that he hoped to compare the martial arts imprints on the stone carvings with what Old Man Gu taught his disciples, so that he could quickly draw conclusions.

Speaking of which, in order to fool the night return into the Cangyun Dao Sect, Gu Yunran has shown him a lot of things for more than ten years.

Including the core exercise of the Cangyun Dao Sect, the "Cangyun Sutra", he has long been familiar with it, but he has always been disgusted by him and has never really been enlightened.

With a hint of apprehension, Night Guichen slowed down and walked in front of the stone wall.

Sure enough, on this small stone wall, a few sword marks can still be found, and there are two unclear palm prints.

"There are too few clues, and it's hard to determine whether to use the 'Nine Finger Sword Technique' and 'Cloud Urging Palm'!"

After contemplating for a long time, Ye Guichen had to give up.

Fortunately, Cai Fatzi gave him a direction, and searching for the relics was indeed a shortcut to confirm his speculation.

As soon as he thought of this, Ye Guichen quickly turned around and left the main hall.

The extent of the ruins is vast, and if you pay attention, you may not be unable to find a complete inscription.

As he continued to go deeper, Ye Guichen found several more inscriptions, but they were all a little bit and a half, and they were of little use.

About an hour had passed, and he suddenly heard an unusual commotion ahead, hesitated for a moment, and then quickly swept out.

"Hide, the flower thief has come to the Cangyun Ancient Tomb!"

When Ye Guichen came closer, he saw dozens of martial artists running for their lives, screaming as they ran, as if there was a wild beast chasing after him.

The martial cultivators who fled were male and female, and their cultivation was high and low, but one thing was the same, they were not very old.

"Brother, wait a minute, what kind of flower thief?"

Ye Guichen sprang out of the stabbing obliquely, and reached out to stop a crooked-mouthed young man with a sharp beak monkey cheek.

This person was horrified when he saw this, and he changed his body several times to avoid it, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't avoid the entanglement of Ye Guichen.

"Little brother, you're okay, hurry up and let me run away?"

The crooked-mouthed young man was so panicked that he almost cried on the spot, wailing in an almost pleading tone.

"I just wanted to ask you what was going on."

Ye Guichen's face was unhappy, making the young master look like a fierce god, can he be scared like this.

The crooked-mouthed young man was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, but the young man who blocked the way was terrifyingly powerful, and he couldn't beat it.

He had no choice but to explain: "The flower thief who frightened countless people in the Huangquan Domain is here, and we are all avoiding him!" ”

Ye Guichen only felt funny: "Is the flower thief a man or a woman, what are you guys running away from?" ”

The crooked-mouthed young man was finally sure that the kid in front of him was a stunned young man, and maybe even from other realms, so he could be so calm.

And he himself, when he mentioned the flower thief, even lowered his voice a little.

"Little brother doesn't know, although the flower thief is a young man, it is rumored that he is not taboo in meat and vegetables, as long as he looks good-looking, men and women will not let go."

As the crooked-mouthed young man spoke, he carefully looked at the night return again, and reminded him kindly: "I see that my little brother is good-looking, so if you don't want to be humiliated, you should avoid it." ”

"Is the flower thief really that terrible, as you say he has three heads and six arms?" Night return earnestly for advice.

"I don't know if it's three heads and six arms, but I know that his name is Cangming, his strength is unfathomable, and he has fought with the Holy Son several times without falling behind!"

The crooked-mouthed young man had the idea of doing good things to the end, and said in great detail: "It is said that when Ouyang Shengzi of the Heavenly Abyss Domain first arrived in the Huangquan Domain, the female companion he brought over was molested by Cangming. ”

"So many people speculate that the flower thief came to the Cangyun Ancient Tomb, probably for that woman!"