"Huh, how is this world gray?" Xie Bufeng was suddenly surprised after walking into the source of immortals and demons.

The gray-white sky, the gray-white earth, the gray-white world and all things are unique to the source of immortals and demons.

"Uncle Taketori said that there is an amazing 'thing' suppressed under the Immortal Demon Source, and the reason why the Immortal Demon Source is like this is because that 'thing' is causing trouble, producing a kind of gray light, and all monks who have cultivated to the Yuan Infant Realm enter this place, their bodies and clothes will also be affected by the power of the gray light, turning gray-white ......" Li Shenkong said, looking at the few people who were completely unaffected and continued: " It stands to reason that unless everyone's cultivation realm reaches the Yuanying realm, you can not be assimilated by the gray light, and you are not affected by this gray light now, which means that either you have a heavy treasure, or you have a special physique and extraordinary talents, so it seems that you are quite extraordinary. ”

"Suppression ......" Wen Cangming listened, looked at the gray-white soil under his feet and stomped his feet, thoughtful.

"Let's hurry up, this is a no-man's land, and it won't be good if we run into those people from Liucun later. Li Shenkong said, and walked to the front to lead the way.

Ye Dugu suddenly said, "Liucun? is that village where it is rumored that all demon cultivators gather?"

"Yes. Li Shenkong nodded, as if he understood Ye Dugu's thoughts, and admonished: "When I left, Uncle Taketori specially told me to be careful and leave, it seems that something big happened in Liucun, about a year ago, the demon cultivators and turtles in Liucun couldn't shrink, so if you want to find a demon cultivator, I'm afraid you won't have a chance." ”

Li Shenkong said what Ye Dugu thought, he really wanted to find a few demons to practice, and after learning the current situation, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but cross a touch of disappointment.

"But if you just want to find someone to sharpen your swordsmanship, you'll be in Wencun when you arrive. I can introduce you to the Extreme Sword Cultivation Seniors, they have been cultivating here for thirty or forty years, and I am sure they will also be happy to see you, your sword intent...... It's so special. ”

"It's fine. Ye Dugu nodded, and his emotions were mobilized again.

"A year ago?" Wu Ye'er muttered thoughtfully, and then said to Wen Cangming with the technique of transmitting sound into the ear: "The time coincides, Jun Ao 'died' in April." We also looked at the position from which to get here, it was about a time or two, and it was very likely that he came in at that time. ”

Wen Cangming nodded, thoughtfully, and replied, "Hmm." If this is the case, I am afraid that the changes in Yanagimura will arise in response to him. ”

Wu Ye'er raised her head and stared at Wen Cangming for a while, and called out, "Ming." ”

"Hmm, what's wrong?" Wen Cangming came back to his senses and looked at Wuye'er affectionately.

Wu Ye'er said calmly: "I want to know the autumn." ”

Wen Cangming felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, and reached out to rub the top of Wuye'er's head: "Well, we will go back soon." ”

"Hmm. Wu Ye'er snorted and continued to ask, "I still want to ask you." You and Jun Ao have known each other for less than three years, why do you want to help him so much?"

"Do you need to say it?" Wen Cangming grinned and said with a smile: "The relationship between people is just like you and Zhiqiu, in your eyes before, there was only Zhiqiu in your world, and then there was another me." Trust me, there will be more and more people in your world in the future. They are all 'Zhiqiu'...... There are some things that are not clear. ”

Wu Ye'er frowned and said, "But I only want a Zhiqiu...... and you. ”

"Haha. Wen Cangming smiled, suddenly stopped, gently stroked Wuye'er's arms, turned around to face everyone, and said, "Look." Everyone is unique, there is only one ink white, only one thanksgiving...... You look at them, they're good, aren't they?"

Mo Bai was talking and laughing with Xie Bufeng, and Qin Qixian closed his eyes and listened to all kinds of noises between heaven and earth all the way. Ye Dugu and Ao Yu each lagged behind, one silently walking in front, and the other looking around.

"I'm really fed up!" Xie Bufeng looked at Wen Cangming and Wu Ye'er who suddenly stopped, looking at their harmonious appearance, he waved his sleeves suddenly, strode forward, passed by the two, came to Li Shenkong's side, grabbed Li Shenkong's arm with one hand, and said: "Senior Brother Li, I can't wait to see Wen Village, come, let's go faster, by the way, do you drink? Come, I invite you to drink." ”

Li Shenkong said abruptly: "What is wine?"

"Come, taste it, drink it in a big gulp. Xie Bufeng handed the Shanhai pot in his hand to Li Shenkong.

"Forget it, I don't drink. Li Shenkong originally wanted to taste it, but suddenly remembered that the spout had been drunk by Xie Bufeng, and immediately stretched out his hand again.

Wen Cangming whispered in Wu Ye'er's ear: "Ye'er, believe me, Zhiqiu is not all you have. ”

"Hmm. Wu Ye'er nodded as if she didn't understand.

After Li Shenkong returned to Wen Village with his group, the people in the village suddenly became lively again.

"Second Senior Brother, why are you back again?"

"That's right, didn't you say goodbye for a long time before, did you drop something?"

"Huh, Second Senior Brother, who are these people? Why is the cultivation realm so low?"

One by one, the monks came forward, old and young, chattering non-stop and very enthusiastic.

"Everyone, be quiet, let me introduce you to you. Li Shenkong smiled and stretched out his hands to press down, signaling the people around him to come down, and then stretched out his hand to Wen Cangming and said, "This is my senior brother, and these are his friends." ”

"What!"

"Big brother!"

The surrounding crowd burst into flames, and the noise became louder, everyone of them admired the village master of Wen Village, and Li Shenkong, as a disciple of the village master, naturally attracted much attention, and the people in the village, all the monks who had not reached the realm of cultivation to the realm of the law, saw that they had to be honored as the second senior brother.

But I never imagined that Li Shenkong went out for a spin, and actually brought a senior brother back! Does that mean that the mysterious and unpredictable village master of Wencun is also back at this moment?

Just when everyone was talking, a little Taoist boy squeezed into the crowd with great difficulty, and then shouted: "Two senior brothers, Master, please come over!"

"Okay, let's go. Li Shenkong looked at Wen Cangming and smiled: "Senior brother, let's go." ”

"Good. Wen Cangming nodded, then looked at Wu Ye'er with a smile and said, "I'll be back soon." ”

"Hmm. Wu Ye'er nodded and said, "I'll wait for you." ”

The surrounding onlookers saw that the two were summoned, and immediately obediently got out of the way, and the little road boy jumped to the front, with a triumphant appearance, looking at his expression as if to say, hum, why don't you stop me!

Wen Cangming followed Li Shenkong to a bamboo hut, and under the leadership of Xiaodao Tong, he and Li Shenkong walked into the bamboo hut.

The inside and outside of the bamboo house are obviously not proportional, the size of the space inside is more than five times larger than the size of the bamboo house seen from the outside, and the layout and structure of the room seem simple, but it is a hidden charm, people who don't understand look at it just feel comfortable, but in the eyes of people like Wen Cangming, who see the wide and wide, every arrangement and corner is the principle of Feng Shui, which contains the subtlety, not a word or two can be through.

"Huh?"

When he walked to the edge of the pool, a red carp jumped up, shook his head and wagged his tail at Wen Cangming, very happy. Wen Cangming felt that this red carp was quite peculiar, so he stopped and looked at it for a while, and when the red carp saw this, he happily splashed round and round waves in the pool.

Li Shenkong stopped in front and said with a smile: "It seems that Xiaohong likes Senior Brother very much." ”

Wen Cangming raised his eyebrows and asked, "Xiaohong, did you get this name?"

"yes, what's wrong? Isn't it appropriate?" Li Shenkong smiled.

Wen Cangming shook his head slowly, looked at the red carp in the water and said: "You are a fish, the fish sinks into deep water, the water is outside, well, the word 'fishing'...... It's not proper, it's not proper, then I'll do the opposite, the bird perches on the tree, and the tree is under the bird...... Then there is a single surname 'Xiao', huh...... The red letter is too vulgar, you should be 'rainbow', how about it? You are still 'little red'. ”

Thump!

As soon as Wen Cangming finished speaking, it was overjoyed, and after struggling to jump out of the water, it fell in an arc, and then hit the water at the moment when the fishtail slapped, and jumped up again, repeating the action of jumping, and then falling, forming a red ring.

Li Shenkong couldn't stop laughing, and said with a smile: "Haha! It's the first time I've seen Xiaohong...... No, Xiao Hong is so happy, senior brother is talented!"

"Let's go, don't let Uncle Shi wait. Wen Cangming waved to the red carp, and then walked towards the screen. After turning the corner with Li Shenkong and detouring the screen, he saw a white-haired old Taoist sitting on the Yulian platform, Wen Cangming knew that he was Uncle Taketori in Li Shenkong's mouth, and saluted him: "Senior Wen Cangming, I have seen Uncle Taketori." ”

Taketori Lao Dao looked at Wen Cangming with a smile, and after carefully studying it for a long time, his eyes lit up, and he muttered inexplicably: "It turned out to be you." ”

Wen Cangming's eyes lit up, and he replied, "Uncle Shi recognizes me?"

He shook his head slowly, then nodded again, the meaning was unknown, and after a long time, he whispered: "I have seen it, or I haven't seen it, who knows? ”

"Oh, who?"

"A scholar. ”

"Scholar?"

"That's right. The old man nodded with a smile, his eyes flashed with memories, as if there were scenes flashing in front of him, and he said abruptly: "This scholar, I'm afraid he is the most powerful 'first scholar' in the past...... Well, but you're a scholar. ”

"I'm not a scholar, I'm not a scholar, I'm a sword cultivator, and I'm also a reader. ”