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Chapter 633: Mysterious Old Man

Wangcai felt that his master was a big idiot, and followed him all day long to carry all kinds of black pots.

How realistic is your own demonstration, why can't this idiot understand it?

Seeing that Ye Xiaochuan was about to beat himself again, he immediately shook his wings and squeaked, and shook his head around.

Ye Xiaochuan stopped, looked at Wangcai's movements, and said, "You didn't burn my sword into molten iron?"

Wangcai was overjoyed, nodded his head hurriedly, and then stretched out a wing and pointed at Ye Xiaochuan and squeaked and screamed.

This time, Ye Xiaochuan finally saw the way, he thought about the action demonstrated by Wangcai in front, that small branch should be the bronze sword that he was referring to, and after the bronze sword hit Wangcai's body, it was burned by Wangcai's mouth.

Ye Xiaochuan said incredulously: "You mean, that bronze sword penetrated my body?"

Prosperous wealth is happy, and the head is straight.

Ye Xiaochuan saw that he had guessed correctly, and then said, "In order to avenge me, you burned my bronze sword?"

Wangcai fell to the ground in despair.

Ye Xiaochuan said: "In this demonstration, you are me, could it be that I burned the bronze sword with a fire?"

Wangcai's eyes clicked a few times, then shook a few more times, rolled his eyes, picked up a branch again, and re-interpreted it.

This time it learned to be obedient, and when it was poked by a branch and lay on the ground and pretended to be dead, it did not breathe fire to burn the branch, but gritted its teeth and stuffed the branch into its mouth little by little, its eyes were tearful, it was a carnivorous bird, and now it had to eat wood.

A small branch, gnawed by Wangcai, if Ye Xiaochuan didn't understand what he meant, it decided to be more reliable with Yang Nineteen in the future.

Ye Xiaochuan's eyes widened, and after thinking for a long time, he suddenly shouted: "What do you mean, it won't be that I ate that bronze sword, right?"

Wangcai was overjoyed, nodded again and again, it was not easy, I finally understood what I meant, and I stretched out my left wing to rub my head while being relieved.

Ye Xiaochuan couldn't close his mouth in surprise, he ate the bronze sword himself?

No, Ye Xiaochuan suddenly felt that he still misinterpreted the meaning of Wangcai, and Wangcai's deduction was probably not that he ate the bronze sword, but that the bronze sword burrowed into his body and disappeared.

He figured this out, and immediately meditated cross-legged, his divine sense quickly penetrated into his body, and he checked his internal organs, strange meridians and eight veins, but found nothing, and there was absolutely no fragment of the bronze sword in his stomach.

Just when he thought he had guessed wrong, he suddenly remembered that there was a place he hadn't checked yet.

His divine consciousness quickly passed through the two bridges of heaven and earth and entered the sea of souls, and an extremely bad premonition came to his heart.

Soon Ye Xiaochuan found the disappeared bronze sword in his soul sea, and it was suspended next to the energy sealed by Situ Feng, and the red yellow fairy sword was slowly rotating by itself, and it also emitted a faint golden light.

Ye Xiaochuan was almost frightened, how did this sword run into his soul sea? How did it pass through the Second Bridge of Heaven and Earth?

Just left Situ Feng, and now a strange sword appeared in the sea of souls, Ye Xiaochuan felt very unlucky. Tomorrow, I have to go to Grandpa Monkey King to ask what the origin of this bronze sword is, but it must not be a magic sword that specializes in devouring people's souls.

Xuan Ying has never left the tree hole where the nine-tailed spirit seat of the demon fish is stored since last night, and she sat quietly in front of the jade carving white fox without saying a word.

Xiaotu didn't know when he left, probably he went back to his tree hole to continue sleeping, it was very resistant to the breath of death emanating from Xuan Ying's body, and it didn't have a good impression of Xuan Ying.

Xuan Ying walked out of the tree hole, and in the middle of the night the next night, she stood alone on the thick trunk outside the tree hole, and the light of the moon sprinkled on her cheeks through the dense branches and leaves of the primeval sacred tree, as if she had a little human life.

After standing at the entrance of the tree hole for about a stick of incense, it suddenly turned into a streamer of light and shot towards the majestic reincarnation peak not far away.

The streamer fell outside a bamboo forest in the mountain behind the reincarnation peak, and in the darkness, there was an ancient mansion located on the edge of the bamboo forest, and the two large white lanterns in front of the door emitted a miserable white glow, like the two eyes of some kind of giant beast.

Of course Xuan Ying knew where this was, she didn't stop, and directly pushed open the wooden door of the ancestral hall of the ancestor of Cangyun Gate and walked in.

The strong Zen fragrance rushed to her face, which made Xuan Ying very uncomfortable, she didn't like this smell, and couldn't figure out why human beings must burn incense when they paid tribute to their ancestors, did they think that Yin Ling must like this kind of incense.

"I don't know if the fairy is here late at night, what are you doing?"

A hoarse voice came from the ancestral hall, Xuan Ying was stunned, turned his head to look, but saw an old rickety old man, carrying a knife in his hand, and a general spiritual position engraved, the old man in front of him was looking at himself with a strange look.

Xuan Ying was a little surprised, with her Taoism, she didn't find that there were still living people in the ancestral hall when she entered the door.

Surprised just in an instant, Xuan Ying said lightly: "Oh, I'm here to worship an old man, did I disturb you?"

The old man stared at Xuan Ying, and said for a long time: "Old man, could it be Xuan Zhenzi?"

This time, Xuan Ying was really surprised, and at first she thought that she didn't pay attention, so she didn't feel the existence of the old man, but the old man's words just now were like thunder exploding in her heart.

She stared deeply at the old man and said, "Who are you?"

The old man casually put the knife and spiritual position in his hand on a wooden shelf beside him, walked over, and said, "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I know who you are, a thousand-year-old zombie god, a plain girl Xuanying, I don't know if I'm right?"

Xuan Ying said: "Do you know that I know Xuan Zhenzi?"

The old man seemed to smile, gently stroked the silver hair hanging from his forehead, and said, "You guys should be quite familiar." In the extreme north, weren't the fairy and the nine-tailed heavenly fox demon Xiaoyu rescued by Xuan Zhenzi? It is estimated that the fairy has lived for nearly 10,000 years, and the only real friends are the demon Xiaoyu and Xuan Zhenzi. ”

Xuan Ying said coldly: "Who are you?"

The old man said, "I'm just an old servant guarding the ancestral hall. Let's go, this is not the place where you should come, there are still a few old guys in the bamboo forest, if you alarm them and the jade machine in front of the mountain, you can't leave if you want to. ”

Xuan Ying stared at the old man, and suddenly a familiar feeling flooded her heart, as if she had known this old man before, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him before.

The relationship between himself and Demon Xiaoyu and Xuan Zhenzi should be known to no one in the world, where did this old man know?