Unbeknownst to him, Ye Luo took a step forward, his ankle struck, and he almost knelt on the ground.

"Turtle grandson, don't you walk with long eyes?"

Ye Luo was not angry, walked a few steps to Elder Yi's side, and asked, "Grandpa Yi, why are you looking for me?"

Yi Lao looked at Ye Luo'er's roots, grabbed the side of his ears with his two fingers, tilted his head and scolded: "Didn't that stinky old Dao Yinche teach you a promise? Besides, I also helped you out of the pavilion to kill the thief, shouldn't you be thanked?"

"No, Grandpa Yi, I didn't mean this, I just came out of Dali Temple Prison, I met Rong'er, I was greedy for a few glasses of wine, I was a drunken mess, where did I bump into your old man, please bear with me." ”

Yi Lao laughed, let go of his ears, and slapped Ye Luo's ass with one hand.

"That good apprentice of the stinky old Taoist sect has a slippery mouth. ”

Ye Luo turned around and rubbed his ears, there was a crystal ice surface in front of him, just like walking on the crystal glass, the clouds surrounded the frost and the qi dissipated, and the star lights of the Nine Palaces were white and scorching, as if they were not ordinary flames, and the flames fluttered like white feathers.

Ye Luo glanced sideways, full of doubts, pointed to the Nine Palace Star Lantern and asked, "Grandpa Yi, why is this lamp a white flame, so magical?"

Yi Lao waved his sleeves and fanned out a force, and a white light shot into the eaves of the palace lamp corner cage of the middle palace like a silver pillar, and the flame was scorching, like the sun in the sky, and there were no clouds under the clear sky, and the white light passed through every corner.

The folds on the old man's face were all smooth, and the nine-palace star lantern flew wantonly, if it was an inexhaustible flame, there was no trace of extinguishing.

Yi Lao opened his lips and asked, "Turtle grandson, do you understand?" You can hear it from the tone, as if you need to know the answer urgently.

Ye Luo seemed to understand whether he knew how to sit cross-legged, leaned on Yi Lao's side, and replied, "Could it be that this Nine Palace Star Lantern is burning with Gang Li?"

Yi Lao Xing raised his hand and touched Ye Luo's forehead, from his forehead to the ends of his hair, and said: "Turtle grandson Bing Xue is smart, and the stinky old man has accepted such a smart baby apprentice." ”

Ye Luo didn't disturb the old man's interest, and continued to rub the ends of his hair.

Suddenly, he grabbed his ears and grabbed them in his arms and asked, "Where is that stinky old way now?"

Ye Luo didn't expect such a question, he was stunned, and muttered in his heart, it has been four years since he left.

Poked by the old man's temple, he came back to his senses in a panic and replied: "It's been more than four years since I left, and I only left a letter when I left, only saying that I went to the rivers and lakes and went freely. ”

Yi Lao sighed lightly and said: "The stinky old Dao'er is really a stubborn donkey temper, there is no information whether he is dead or alive, and he doesn't even let go of a stinky fart, so let me follow the taste to find it." ”

Ye Luo felt that the two of them had a deep affection, and they always cared about the whereabouts of Master Yinche, and they must be old acquaintances in the future, and they had a close relationship. I couldn't help it, I also missed my master a little, so I asked when I spoke.

"Grandpa Yi, you seem to care about Master very much, and you are very familiar with him, what is your relationship?"

Yi Lao scolded angrily with a solemn face: "What does it matter? Rivals, that stinky old man is not a good bird, no matter if there is no news, he dies in the dry field and desert to feed the wolves, saving thousands of miles to collect his corpse." ”

Ye Luo's heart was cold, he took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled and gasped, his voice was doting with concern, but his mouth was like a deep hatred.

He didn't dare to ask more, for fear of discord with the master, scattering poisonous fire on himself, tomorrow is the Chinese New Year's Eve when the peach charm burns bamboo at the end of the year, and some friction hurts his muscles and bones, so he has to secretly hint in his heart and change the topic.

Everyone in the world likes to praise him, handsome and chic, and his graceful and suave are obviously out of place, so they tout and praise his incomparable Qimen Dunjia technique and the subtlety of the fan bone of killing thieves.

Yi Lao opened his sleeves and waved, full of immortal wind Dao bone momentum, the mystery of the Nine Palaces Star Lantern has not yet been understood, and he continued to ask: "Old Man Yi, the Nine Palace Star Lantern seems to be not extinguished day and night, where is there so much power to burn, the green lanterns in the incense burner temple tower have oil when the lamps are dry, let alone this kind of divine object!"

Yi Lao smiled lightly, pointed to the white mist and frost aura that dissipated on the ground, and blurted out: "These are Gangli, the star lamp candle flame becomes smoke, and it can still be turned into Gangli under the cooling of the crystal glass, only a few traces of purity decrease, I can replenish the surplus a little, and it can flow day and night, day and night." ”

Ye Luo once occupied the pit to, turned a few pages of yellow scripture scroll paper and watched it, and was deeply impressed.

The Nine Palaces Star Lantern is related to the Heavenly Fortune Dao, the rise and fall of the eight poles, and the alternation of time and space can detect a trace of faint changes, endless, one thousand and eighty rounds, yin and yang two shields, and deduce the rules of the Heavenly Dao.

There are also similar tricks in the seventy-two styles of Luo Jian, and one move can be surprisingly successful.

Ye Luo sighed: "I didn't expect this Nine Palace Star Lantern to be so mysterious. ”

Yi Lao Mune, if it is a wooden chicken, it will burn the flames. Xi said: "The fortunes of heaven are all in the 'strange', 'door', 'Dunjia', the star lamp is not extinguished, and the world can look at the micro by this." ”

"That'...... That...... Grandpa Yi, did Yu Guo die in the court?"

Yi Lao's smile froze, his body stiffened a little, he turned around and stood with his hands in his hands, and replied: "This is a heavenly opportunity, and it must not be revealed." But the trend of the world will be united for a long time, and the way of heaven has also changed due to personnel changes, like the shadow of a red luan, but it has been swept by the stars, and it will suffer a bloody catastrophe. Whether it is a human or an immortal, it is the master who controls the way of heaven. ”

Ye Luo was still thinking about it, as if he had an inspiration, and chattered: "I heard that Master has talked about the difference between Mahayana, Middle Theravada, and Hinayana realms, but it is vague for people and immortals, can Grandpa Yi talk about one or two details?"

Yi Laopan sat down and said slowly: "The Mahayana realm has nine grades, the middle realm has five grades, and the Hinayana realm has three grades. The distinction of grades is divided by the strength of the qi machine, but the difference between the realm is extremely insignificant, just like the silk cotton of one hundred stones and the silk cotton of one hundred and ten stones, the outline shape is the difference of a millimeter, and it is impossible to distinguish it. ”

Ye Luo asked weakly: "Isn't there no difference, the two are facing each other, and the winner is of superior rank." ”

"That's not necessarily, the great, medium, and Hinayana realm martial arts power is very obvious, a swing of the fist will be aware of the level of the force, Hinayana fighting Mahayana, is a mayfly shaking the tree, the mantis arm as a car, there is a difference between cloud and mud. Between the realms of the same ride, the on-the-spot use of martial arts is the key to absolute success or failure. ”

Ye Luo finally got a little clearer, and interjected and asked, "What level are the masters and you of?"

In this world, the Taoist priests of the Mahayana realm, the immortals, the sword cultivators, and the Buddha say more and more, and say less and less, and there are less than 300 people in the Mahayana realm in the entire continent. Among the three hundred guests who left their names on the Tiancheng list, Feng Yangqing was the first, and no one shook it for more than ten years, and the stinky Taoist Yinche was sixth, and the old man Yi had to be ranked one hundred miles away. ”

After thinking for a moment, Ye Luo asked again: "In the world where the weak eat the strong, isn't it that the humble low-level people are turned into swordsmen, just like the people who have fallen on the battlefield, and they are reduced to dead souls. ”

Yi Lao raised his feet and crossed his knees, and gently explained: "Being strong enough is the criterion for survival, but it is not the only yardstick. Dao Immortal, Buddha Ti, and Sword Cultivator are competing for power, you come and go, you don't take a little sweetness, and you have lost countless lives, pondering each other, the three factions are fused, but the fight is a scarlet blade dripping blood, one is a male and female. ”