Chapter 81 A Thousand Years of Sleep is a Sleeping Fairy!

A thunderbolt on a sunny day, on the top of the Chinese Mountain!

This thunderbolt was quite extraordinary, because he woke up a person who shouldn't have woken up at this time!

"The breeze and the moon are bright, how can it be like thunder on a sunny day outside?" an old voice came from a thatched hut in Huashan. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Master, it's amazing!" A crisp voice came: "The apprentice and Mingyue were playing chess, but it was a thunderbolt that blew up the chessboard and smashed it, and blew up a person!"

It's the breeze that wants to talk.

"I'll take a look at the ancestor!"

"Squeak!" The door of the thatched hut opened, and out came the Taoist who thought that he had a childish face, and at a glance he knew that this was a true immortal!

"It's really disturbing dreams, how long have I been asleep this time, Ancestor!" asked Ancestor to the boy beside him.

"Hmm~" Qingfeng pinched his fingers slightly, and said to the ancestor: "It's been about eleven years since the last time the ancestor woke up!"

"It's only been ten years......" Old Ancestor shook his head, even if there is a Dao True Immortal, he is very unhappy at this time!

The ancestor followed the two Taoist children to the place where the accident happened, and saw that there was indeed a person lying here!

The clothes on his body are strange, the black dragon robe looks like an official uniform given by the emperor, but his ancestor really can't recognize what kind of official this is!

Therefore, he asked the two Taoist boys: "After the ancestor sleeps this time, has the official uniform of the Great Song Dynasty also changed?"

"Nope...... Master, you said this person is an official in the imperial court?" asked Mingyue.

"There is an aura of the imperial court on his body!" Old Ancestor observed slightly, and then said: "And there is a lot of blood on his hands, he is a decisive person!"

"Huh~" Mingyue stuck out her tongue and said, "Master, he's not a good person!"

"Smack!"

"Oops!" Mingyue, who had been hit by the master on her head, rubbed her head and said, "Master, why are you beating me!"

"Isn't it a good person to kill a lot of people!" Old Ancestor said quite sternly: "Old Ancestor, I am afraid that the life in my hands is not less than this person!"

"Got it, Master!" Mingyue hurriedly admitted her mistake.

"Uh......" A groan interrupted the passage where the ancestor was teaching his apprentices, and then came: "Where is this? Who are you? Who am I?"

"Master, he's awake!" Qingfeng pointed to the person who was struck by the thunder and said, "This is Huashan, we call it Qingfeng and Mingyue!"

Qingfeng pointed to himself and Mingyue respectively, then looked at the ancestor and said, "This is our master!"

Finally, he looked at the people on the ground and said, "As for who you are? Don't you know yourself, but you came to ask us!"

"Who am I... Ah!" The man covered his head on the ground, cold sweat flowed from his head, and his whole body trembled, shouting, "Who am I?"

"Alas!" the ancestor looked a little unbearable, pulled out the floating dust in his hand, swayed left and right twice, and said something in his mouth, the empty hand was still pinching something, but the more he went back, the closer the ancestor's brows wrinkled, but standing was no longer enough to support the ancestor's approach, and he actually joined the pace!

It's the way to gossip!

Old Ancestor suddenly stopped his body, stretched out the floating dust and stroked the man's head, and said in his mouth: "Idiot, don't wake up yet!"

"Poof!" the man suddenly fell headlong and stopped moving!

"Master, this ......" Qingfeng was startled when he saw this, and hurriedly asked.

"First of all, there was a hundred and eight demon stars in troubled times, and then the Heavenly Punishment of the Red Whisker Dragon in the lower realm destroyed the Great Song Dynasty and mountains, and then the reincarnation of the Golden-winged Daming King, and now there is a person who I can't see through the ancestor!" The ancestor shook his head, quite embarrassed.

"If this person uses it well, he will be as loyal as a hound, and even more fierce as a goshawk, and if he can't control it, he will be attacked by this person!" said the ancestor lightly.

"Is this person really so powerful?" Qingfeng was very surprised, the ancestor commented on a person or said that the founding emperor of the current Great Song Dynasty, Zhao Kuangyin, has a poem as proof: "There is no Allah in the world, one child descends two dragons!"

It's Zhao Kuangyin and his brother Zhao Guangyi!

Without waiting for the ancestor to answer, the people on the ground turned over, bowed deeply to the ancestor, and said respectfully: "Disciple Yingquan, thank you for the ancestor's life!"

"What did you say your name was?" asked the Ancestor.

"Disciple Yingquan!" the man said.

"Haha!" Old Ancestor smiled and said, "Yingquan, Eagle Dog? Wonderful, wonderful!"

"Do you know where you're coming from now?" Old Ancestor asked curiously, thinking that with his cultivation, he couldn't even figure out his origin.

"The disciple's mind is in a mess, thanks to the ancestor who woke up the disciple, he was able to remember his name, and the rest can't be remembered!" Ying Quan said in distress.

Who is the ancestor, whether Yingquan is lying or not, naturally he can't escape the eyes of the ancestor!

Yingquan really can't remember anything.

"Then do you know the origin of the clothes on your body?" asked the Ancestor with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Rolling dragon robe?" Ying Quan was startled, thinking to himself why he had such a thing on his body, and what was his identity before?

Not everyone can wear a dragon robe!

"You know?" said the Ancestor looked at Yingquan curiously.

"Roll the dragon robe, who doesn't know!" Ying Quan frowned slightly.

"Look at what other special objects are on your body that can help you remember the past!" said the Ancestor.

"Yes!" Yingquan was also happy at the moment, this was indeed a good way, and he still asked the ancestor in the gap of searching all over his body: "The disciple dares to ask the ancestor number!"

"Ancestor Chen Tuo, called Xiyi, you can call the ancestor Mr. Xiyi or Mr. in the future!"

"Sleeping fairy?" Ying Quan was startled and blurted out, and at the same time took a token from his body!

"Sleeping Fairy?" When the ancestor heard it, this name is good, who obtained it for the ancestor, it is very much in line with me!

The corner of his mouth looked at Yingquan with a smile, and said, "Have you heard the legend of the ancestor?

"Chen Jian slept for a thousand years, who doesn't know the name of the ancestor's sleeping fairy, and he still uses a disciple to take it there!" Yingquan also smiled and said, but instantly froze there, and said to himself: "Yes, I know the name of the ancestor so well, as if I suddenly came out of my head!"

After Yingquan finished speaking, he looked at the ancestor with an inquiring eye, hoping that the ancestor could help him solve his doubts.

"You see that the ancestor doesn't have it, only you know what is in your own head, and no one else can help you!" said the ancestor with a wave of his hand.

"Take a look at the token in you!" said the ancestor who saw the token in Yingquan's hand after that.

"You can't do it!" When Yingquan handed it to the ancestor, he also glanced at it by the way, and it said "Jinyiwei!"

"Jinyiwei?" What kind of yamen is this, but the ancestor has never heard of it!

Then he pinched his fingers and calculated, just like the beginning of the calculation of Yingquan, it was all chaos, with no antecedents and no consequences!

It's weird!