The next day, Liao's father went to the bazaar to sell the skins of his prey, and after reading Tianxing's book, he also needed to buy some new ones.

In the past ten years, Tianxing couldn't cultivate, so he could only pass the time with books, but he practiced a good hand, read a lot of books, and piled up a room.

There is still a long way from Tianxing's house to the market, and to go to the market, you need to go to a big city, which is famous for selling all kinds of cultivation spirit stones, called Tulei.

Liao Tianxing and his father strolled through the streets of Tulei City, where vendors gathered on both sides and were bustling. There are those who sell all kinds of spirit stones, which are dazzling in all colors; there are those who sell the bones and blood of spirit beasts, and when they approach, bursts of qi and blood power rush to their faces, which is of great benefit to cultivators; there are also those who sell ordinary people's daily necessities, such as rouge, gouache, rice, flour, and firewood. I won't go into all of them here.

The Liao father and son separated at a crossroads, and the market and bookstore selling prey were on both sides of Tulei City, so the two agreed to act separately and meet at the gate of Tulei City later.

The rain was still falling, and the breeze was blowing, bringing with it the smell of earthy dampness. Liao Tianxing walked slowly along the street, getting farther and farther away from the hustle and bustle of the bazaar, occasionally a few naughty children ran by, splashing the rain in the puddles on the side of the road with brisk steps, and the sound of frolicking was like the wind passing through his ears, drifting farther and farther lightly.

Liao Tianxing walked slowly towards the only bookstore in Tulei City, enjoying the spring scenery along the way, turning a small alley, a three-story building came into view, not majestic and magnificent, but red bricks and green tiles, green smoke in front of the big ding, very antique.

Suddenly, Liao Tianxing was stunned.

In the drizzling rain, a shadow stood in front of me. Dressed in white and a yellowed oil-paper umbrella, they form a beautiful scenery in this gloomy weather. She stood gracefully, as if she was a fairy, unstained with a trace of worldly dust. A green silk is simply tied up, and a few wisps are blown by the breeze and sometimes float, her eyes are hazy and deep, like a dream like mist, which makes people unreal. There is occasionally a smart light in the water-colored eyes, as if it can penetrate into the depths of people's hearts, so that all vanity cannot be hidden.

Liao Tianxing was stunned.

"Could it be that I saw the fairy in the sky descending to the mortal world?" he thought stupidly, not knowing how long he had been staring at the girl.

seemed to feel that someone had been watching her, the dreamlike woman frowned slightly, looked at the source of the sight, and saw Liao Tianxing, who was standing stupidly in the rain and looking at her, although she couldn't see the expression on her white veiled face, she could only see her smart eyes bent slightly, as if she was smiling at Tianxing in the rain.

Liao Tianxing was excited, and suddenly his face was feverish, and he said in his heart: "It's really a shame, staring at other girls for so long, and being ridiculed." He smiled at the woman, and after revealing the embarrassment, he lowered his head and strode past her towards the bookstore. The sound of his heartbeat seemed to drown out the sound of the dripping rain, and he couldn't hear anything else.

"Concentration is not enough, concentration is not enough!" he muttered alone, walked straight to the bookshelf, found the book he wanted, and after a while, he was immersed in the book, leaving the white-clothed immortal behind.

The woman in white watched Liao Tianxing enter the bookstore, she lowered her head, spread out her white palm, and a purple egg-sized token in her palm was flashing with mysterious light. At the same time, a man in a black robe appeared behind the woman in white like a ghost, and the surrounding drizzle was bounced off as it fell near him, as if an invisible barrier had isolated him from the outside world. His whole body was wrapped in a black robe, except for his cheeks, and the only skin of his face was unusually pale, without a trace of blood, and his eyes were narrow and long, and sometimes there was a faint cold light, which made him look gloomy and dangerous.

"Is that him?" his voice was low, as dangerous and mysterious as himself, full of menace.

"Yes. The woman's voice sounded, but it was diametrically opposed to the man, as crisp and pleasant as a yellow warbler out of the valley, she raised her white and flawless palm, showed the purple token in her hand to the man, and said: "We have walked so many places, just to find the legendary holy relics, and the Heavenly Demon Order left by Lord Demon Venerable has not reacted, until today, when we meet that kid, the Heavenly Demon Order will actually have a purple light flashing, which means that what we are looking for is related to him." ”

The man hidden in the black robe stared at the token in the woman's hand, and after a while, he said to the woman in white: "Yu Xi, you are in Tulei City, guarding our altar, and sending someone to keep an eye on him. I'll go back to Yunling Stream now, tell my father about it, and we'll immediately mobilize a large army here." Now that the clues have appeared, the time for Lord Demon Venerable to get out of trouble is not far off. As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared into the rain like a wisp of green smoke, and he didn't even splash the rain on the ground.

Before he knew it, it was already sunset, Liao Tianxing put down the book in his hand, rubbed his somewhat sore neck, and stood up. He was immersed in the book, unaware that it was nearly evening. "It's broken!" he slapped his forehead suddenly, "I was so engrossed in reading the book that I forgot that my father was still waiting for me!" He hurriedly packed up his things, picked up the books he had selected before, and hurriedly ran out, "Uncle Sun, I took the books I borrowed, and I will send them back to you after reading them!" He shouted to Uncle Sun, who was in charge of the bookstore, as he ran.

"This stinky boy!" Uncle Sun scolded with a smile, "Send me all the books you read before!" However, Liao Tianxing ignored it at all, Uncle Sun shook his head helplessly, he trembled his steps, picked up the broom, and began to sweep the steps in front of the door.

At this time, the sky was gradually darkening, but the light rain showed no sign of stopping at all, and Uncle Sun's cleaning was nearing the end. He walked slowly to the door, stood the broom in his hand by the door, stared in a certain direction in the rain curtain with cloudy eyes, stared, without saying a word, as if waiting for something.

After a while, he sighed: "I'm old, my old eyes are dizzy, and I didn't even notice that my friends from afar were coming, so I can't help but let you be drenched in the rain for so long." Now that you're here, why don't you come into my shabby place and have a cup of hot tea?"

However, all that responded to him was the sound of the rain.

"Ahh Uncle Sun sighed again, "Since you don't want to come in, don't come in, my old man's door is not for anyone to enter!" A sharp light flashed in the corner of his eyes, not at all like an old man who seemed to be in his old age.

Just then, the rain suddenly stopped. But if you look closely, it turns out that on the way to the door of the bookstore, the rain curtain is neatly cut and cannot be immersed in half a minute. On this rainless path, the air blurred and two figures appeared.

At the head is an old man, with white hair and fairy bones. He was dressed in a white robe, with kind eyebrows and a cane in his hands. Behind him appeared a young girl, also dressed in white, tall and graceful. She wears a green silk shawl, a white veil, and her eyes are like deep ancient wells, as if she can sink people's minds into it, and it is difficult to extricate herself. There are traces of green lotus on her eyebrows, and when you look closely, it doesn't seem to be caused by makeup, but it is innate. She supported the old man at the head, with an elegant temperament like a fairy, and she was independent and old.

The old man and the girl came slowly along the path, but they didn't see them stepping, but they seemed to be slow and fast, as if they could volley into the void, and in the blink of an eye they came to Uncle Sun.

The old man in white bowed to Uncle Sun and said with a smile: "Senior, junior Lin Xiao, come to pay a visit." "He, a gray-haired old man, is called Uncle Sun's senior, you can imagine how old Uncle Sun is. However, Uncle Sun still looked old and did not respond. Lin Xiao, the old man in white, was not surprised, he turned around and pointed at the girl behind him, and said, "This is Lin Yueyao, the granddaughter of the younger generation, we are the descendants of the Star Guardian Clan." ”

Uncle Sun's cloudy gaze seemed to have no focus, he stared quietly into the distance, and only after a while did he say to the two: "The wind is rising, you come in." ”

The three of them walked to the middle hall of the bookstore, and the barrier of the path behind them disappeared as they left, and the raindrops fell on the earth again.

Uncle Sun sat on the main seat, looked at the first two calmly, and said: "I'm old, if I'm not mistaken, I shouldn't have seen anyone from the Star Guardian Clan in one hundred and ninety-two years, what are you looking for me? I have already repaid Xingzun's kindness, and now I am just a bad old man." His gaze swept over the girl behind Lin Xiao again, and nodded slightly, "Well, it's actually Tianhui Body, I haven't seen it for three hundred years, this little girl is good." He turned his head again, looked at Lin Xiao, and said, "Say, what are you looking for me for?"

Lin Xiao stood up and waved his sleeves, and the door of the middle hall closed. He frowned and walked up to Uncle Sun, bowed and saluted, "The world barrier is about to be broken..." He was worried, "The demon clan that was not hidden and not exterminated back then was dormant after the battle between Xingzun and Demon Venerable, until now. The blue light flashed in his hand, and there was an extra scrolled map of animal skins, and the corners of the map were many broken, as if they were old. Then, with a light touch of his cane, the rope that tied the map naturally fell off, and the old map glowed with brilliance, facing several people in the air.

Lin Xiao pointed to the red-marked locations with his cane, and said heavily: "At present, the remnants of the demon clan in these locations are very rampant, frequently inciting civilians, and under their instigation, many people have become their minions, and there are thirteen of these locations so far, and if this development continues, there will definitely increase." ”

Uncle Sun was silent. After a while, he said lightly: "What does it have to do with me?"

Lin Xiao was helpless, there was really nothing he could do about this bad old man who didn't know that he was older than him, in front of him, Lin Xiao, an old man in his sixties, was considered a junior. If it weren't for the situation, he wouldn't have given up his body to ask him. He coughed dryly and continued: "Senior, the target of the remnants of the demon clan this time is the blood of the inheritor of the Star Venerable, and they vainly attempt to sacrifice the person of the inheritance with blood to release the Demon Venerable in this way. ”

Uncle Sun was as calm as ever, staring at the teacup on the table, silent.

The old man Lin Xiao couldn't help it, he said urgently: "Old Sun, if the demon respects the new birth, the world will inevitably be ruined, and the catastrophe will rise again!" Seeing that Uncle Sun still didn't react, he said again: "According to my calculation with Yue Yao, the Star Venerable Inheritor has appeared in this life," he looked at Uncle Sun, "It's the little brother who just went out." ”

The air condensed in an instant, Uncle Sun's eyes became extremely sharp in an instant, and he rose without wind, and an unrivaled momentum suddenly rose, and his body became erect, like a Wanjun Divine Mountain, and even the void around him crackled, as if it was torn apart by momentum. The old men Lin Xiao and Lin Yueyao suddenly felt that the pressure increased greatly, and even their breathing was not smooth, and Lin Xiao's originally ruddy complexion was slightly pale because of this momentum.

"This momentum, at least the middle and late stages of Jindan, is a big master!" Lin Xiao secretly stammered.

Fortunately, it was only for a moment, Uncle Sun put away his momentum, the divine light disappeared from his eyes, and his upright body became rickety again, recovering the image of a drooping old man.

He pondered for a long time, and let out a long sigh: "That's it! I have already lived in seclusion and don't want to participate in the strife in this world anymore, but Tianxing, this child is grown up under my watch, and he is no different from his own grandson, and this time I must protect him no matter what!" He turned his head to look at Lin Xiao's grandfather and grandson, and said, "The old man will help you this time, maybe the years have changed, and this group of demon cubs has forgotten my name, hum!" He snorted coldly, although he did not release the slightest fluctuation of cultivation, but his eyes rose with the momentum of looking at the world, like the god of war.

Just like his name back then, the iron-walled ape, Sun Quan!

Lin Xiao's grandfather and grandson were suddenly overjoyed, he bowed to Uncle Sun, and said respectfully: "Then the old man will not bother the seniors, I hope that the seniors can keep the inheritors safe! Now that the catastrophe is about to rise, he is our hope." ”

Uncle Sun glanced at them and didn't say much, Lin Xiao was embarrassed, so he had to take his granddaughter to say goodbye to Uncle Sun.

Uncle Sun looked at the backs of the two of them and pondered for a long time. "This may be fate, chaos is coming, and I will not escape this catastrophe after all. He pondered quietly.

Outside the window, the wind and rain were howling, and the lightning and thunder were roaring. The white paper window was yellowed by the dim candlelight in the room, and an oil lamp flickered and flickered, reflecting Uncle Sun's figure on the window.