Retracting his gap flying sword, Zhuge Chen walked directly into the cave. Now, since he has exposed his true strength in front of others, there is no need to continue to hide. If those two sect masters wanted to stop him, they could do whatever they wanted. However, in the end, Zhuge Chen still walked into the cave first, and the white-eyed old man and the "woman" sect master also followed one after another. It's just that before this, they explained a few things to their sect.

Then the white-eyed old man said to Xiao Yue in his heart: "Xiao Yue, you should go in with a large number of people from our sect, I have to keep an eye on the sect master of the Huanghuang Sect in case he does something." In this way, I have no way to protect you. That young man with a sword can save you, and he must also be a man of temperament. Because of this, he may not be able to make a move next time. ”

Xiao Yue nodded and said, "It's all up to Grandpa Tai, but when you enter the cave, it's better for you to be careful." ”

When the white-eyed old man heard this, an arrow disappeared from Xiao Yue's sight, and then followed Zhuge Chen and the "woman" sect master who were walking in front.

These two people didn't like each other, and the reason why the cultivators of the Zhendao Realm who had been hostile for many years were able to not face each other without swords at this time was because they were afraid of the many traps left behind by the master of the cave mansion. If it is triggered by mistake, the three of them will fall into danger together. Therefore, although there were thousands of reluctance in his heart, he still suppressed his murderous intent at the end.

The white-eyed old man walked quickly to Zhuge Chen's side and said, "Look at Xiaoyou's extraordinary skills, and he is so young, because he has never heard of it, he shouldn't be our Yunmeng cultivator, right?"

Zhuge Chen nodded and said: "The Great Yan clan, it's just an unknown person, and it's normal for the sect master to not know." ”

Such a humble white dress made the white-eyed old man a little at a loss for a while, he could only laugh dryly, and he didn't know how to make the conversation continue. And the "woman" sect master on the side sneered, although he had a battle with Zhuge Chen, but in his heart, it was tantamount to not knowing each other. And he didn't care if he could pull Zhuge Chen to his side, as long as he didn't stand against himself under the Duanyang Sect of the white-eyed old man, he could accept it. It's just a matter of swallowing his anger, he has been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, and before he has never been on an equal footing with the white-eyed old man, he has always been so humiliated and dormant.

Otherwise, how could he have such a big grudge against the white-eyed old man?

It is so big that you have to share life and death with the practitioners who are in the same realm as you.

Whether it is in the rivers and lakes or in the market, they all pay attention to harmony as the precious. Unless it is a person with a very high status who can act recklessly, it will be a report after all. And most of the people with extremely high status are bound by these other rules, and it is really difficult to get out of it. Those poor mortals who feel that if they become cultivators, they can cover the sky with one hand, may not be able to imagine the humility of the rivers and lakes rangers throwing food in shallow water. And they, the rangers, could have imagined that the cultivators of the Five Realms of Immortals would die if they were not careful in the midst of grievances and hatred. There are people outside of people, even if they are saints, and they are not allowed to go free. Even if it is a human immortal, when you look up, it is all high and cold.

What is the best thing? Only in dreams.

Walking across a stone bridge, the water surface under you is crystal clear like agate, which makes people intoxicated. The stone statues on the bridge are exquisitely carved and lifelike. If it weren't for Zhuge Chen's amazing eyesight, looking in the dark, it would be like countless guards who were still alive to protect this cave.

"This cave mansion left by the predecessors, even if it is not as ingenious as the kendo people, I am afraid it is not much different. It is conceivable that the master of this cave mansion is only a line behind the top saints at worst. It's just that a cultivator of such a realm, why did he come to this world, and the path of death disappeared here?" With all kinds of doubts, Zhuge Chen said to himself. He frowned, feeling a little dizzy for a moment because his mind was too complicated. When I raised my eyes again, I saw that in front of him, there was a scene of dragons and phoenixes flying.

The true dragon roared, tearing through the sky. The phoenix is singing, resounding in the sky.

If you are a cultivator born in this world, you will definitely sigh, this prosperous world has never been seen before!

Along with it, there is also the surrounding scene.

On a small ferryboat, Zhuge Chen was wearing a hat and a robe, holding a piece of grass that had just been broken off in his mouth, and looked at the willows on both sides with a smile. In the downtown area, the cries were endless, and he pulled his throat and said to the boatman: "Fellow, what day is it today, why is it so lively?"

The fellow turned his head and replied in a loud voice, "This is a big gathering once a year, as a foreigner, you have to go up and take a look." If you miss it, you'll have to wait until next year!"

Just then, the sky went down and it was drizzling. But there was still a lot of noise in the midst of the trouble, and the excitement was not washed away by the rain at all. Fortunately, because he was wearing a robe, Zhuge Chen said: "Then listen to your fellow countryman, find a place, and let's go ashore." ”

The boat went under a bridge, and a woman walked by on the bridge deck, who knew that after a gust of wind, the oil-paper umbrella in his hand was blown down and smashed on Zhuge Chen's head.

He reached out and picked up the oil-paper umbrella on the side, and looked up, and the woman looked at him a little anxiously. With autumn water in his eyes, Chu Chu is pitiful.

Zhuge Chen obviously felt that he had seen the other party, but he couldn't call the other party's name anyway, so he finally had to hand over the oil-paper umbrella.

The woman thanked Zhuge Chen and ran away shyly. He was the only one standing at the bow of the boat, puzzled, and just muttered to himself, "This woman is so familiar." It's called...... Gina?"

The boatman looked at Zhuge Chen, who seemed to be in his soul, and said with a smile: "We are in the water town south of the Yangtze River, there are not many others, but there are many girls in the water spirit." If you decide to settle here, you will be a great blessing. ”

Zhuge Chen turned his head and said for no reason: "Then stop quickly." ”

At this moment, in his heart, there is only the woman holding the oil-paper umbrella before.

The boatman was stunned for a moment, and then said: It will stop not far ahead, don't worry. ”

When he got off the boat, Zhuge Chen rushed directly to the arch bridge. It's a pity that the woman has left, only Zhuge Chen stood on the bridge in a daze, sighing. And beside him, there are two chess players. When they saw Zhuge Chen, they couldn't help but pull him to sit down.

But where can Zhuge Chen play chess? And he didn't have this mind, so he made three or two moves to turn the endgame into a dead game, and then threw himself into defeat.

In a hurry, he heard a voice from behind: "You young man, you are really in the midst of blessings and do not know blessings." Why are you leaving?"

He asked himself, but there was no answer. I don't even know where I came from or where I'm going.

In the midst of the Devil's Mission, he began to inquire about everything about this place.

It turns out that this water town in the south of the Yangtze River is called Dream Country, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, and life is very prosperous. It's a peach blossom paradise that I don't know how many people squeeze their heads and want to walk into it.

And it is not the emperor who is really in power in Mengguo, it is said that he is an old eunuch who listens to the government. Although the old eunuch is old and has not seen a few years, he is the leading immortal monk in the Dream Country. There are very few people who can become immortal monks, let alone an old eunuch who can already be honored as an immortal. Although many things done by the old eunuch are not conscientious acts, where can the people care so much? As long as they are not made to suffer and suffer, they will be tossed casually by the judges at the top level.

......

When night fell, Zhuge Chen, who was looking for the girl's traces while inquiring about the news, walked into a restaurant because he was exhausted. He flipped through his cloth pocket and cursed. It turned out that in the crowd, most of his money was taken away. There are only a few copper plates left, and it is enough to choke on drinking.

When he was in a dilemma, he only heard a gentle voice behind him: "Thank you Gongzi for helping in 100 days, why don't you have this meal, just think I invited it to thank Gongzi!"