Just when Xue Zhen wanted to leave the huge hall of this trade venue, Xue Zhen found an extremely interesting thing. It was in the corner of the hall that an old woman was standing quietly on crutches, looking left and right, as if waiting for someone.

The old woman, about fifty years of age, wore two folded butterflies tied to her braided head, and the butterflies were unusually colorful and vivid. The old woman's face showed a little dark folds, and her face, which should have been wrinkled, was covered with a lot of rouge. She was also wearing a long bruised dress with a bandeau and a light pink veil draped over her shoulders.

The most important thing is that the old woman is a mortal, a complete mortal, a mortal who has no spiritual roots at all, and therefore has no cultivation, and she actually appeared on such an occasion that only a monk could come into contact with. It was such an abnormal scene that attracted the attention of Xue Zhen and many monks, most of whom left in a hurry and did not stay long.

In this regard, Xue Zhen had a small question, that is, how did this old woman enter this well-guarded venue, and what surprised Xue Zhen even more was that several golden-armored guards who came and went at the venue turned a blind eye to her.

This old woman, who didn't appear when Xue Zhen first came in, appeared now, obviously only came in later. Seeing that the old woman was disdainful of all kinds of strange eyes, and looked dignified, Xue Zhen just smiled, and there was nothing important to do, so Xue Zhen walked to a nearby corner and observed the old woman.

This old woman, under Xue Zhen's continued observation, Xue Zhen could see that she should have been a beauty in the past, although now she is nearly half a hundred years old. But it still shows a little bit of charm and temperament. It's just covering up the vicissitudes of the years, and this temperament has also settled.

In the next three days, Xue Zhen accompanied the old woman about a thousand feet away, and as people came and went, the old woman still stood, taking out some small fruits from her waist from time to time to satisfy her hunger. Looking at it like this, it should be waiting for someone, and it seems that it will not give up until the goal is achieved.

Finally, three days later, Xue Zhen saw that the old woman on crutches had finally taken her first step. Seeing her stride with a little difficulty, the crutches on the ground sonorous and powerful, Xue Zhen found that this crutch did not seem to be as simple as an ordinary crutch.

However, what surprised Xue Zhen was that the old woman was actually a person Xue Zhen had a relationship with, a golden immortal. This is a middle-aged scholar with good looks and elegant manners, who was in the tavern back then. The golden immortal that Xue Zhen saw was not a group of practitioners.

At this time, the old woman's crutches in her hand poked the ground one after another, and her steps were a little faster. Like a young man in his early twenties, he walked in front of this middle-aged scholar after a while. Even this Lian Buqun had a little inexplicable retreat of half a step.

But the middle-aged scholar Lian Buqun only looked at the old woman in a slight astonishment, and after a little thought, he recognized the old woman in front of him. He also snorted softly:

"Is that you?" Lian Buqun's voice was a little incredulous.

"Yes! That's me!" the old woman's voice was slightly hoarse, with some indescribable magnetism.

"How did you come here?" Lian Buqun still had a little disbelief.

"I think you'll do me a favor, and I'll do you a favor!" the old woman's voice was a little lowered. Whispered back.

At this time, the practice is not grouped, and inexplicably the divine thoughts are raised, and no strange people are found, and Xue Zhen has already found out that the time of practicing is not group, covering up his cultivation to reach a certain middle-level cultivator, and he also pressed his red face white and mixed it into the crowd.

At this time, Lian Buqun quietly bounced a forbidden circle, so that several lower realm monks who boldly sent strange glances could only retreat helplessly. And the forbidden effect of this forbidden circle bubble completely blocks the divine thoughts and sight. For the sound, it can only be suppressed to a very small part, Xue Zhen stimulates Xuan Tiancong to the extreme, and he can also overhear the sound in it.

"Why be so mysterious! It's not something unseemly!"

"Tell me, what is the matter? If there is a shortage of silver taels, I have already told you how to take it, and it is more than enough to satisfy your life!" the middle-aged scholar Lian Buqun asked a little impatiently.

"Enough? yes, it's enough. But between you and me, after that year, even the door to dialogue was closed?"

Hearing the old woman's questioning, the middle-aged scholar Lian Buqun didn't feel a little staring, looking at the old woman in front of him, a little fierce color appeared in his eyes, but the old woman didn't see it.

The old woman waited for a while before she refocused on Lian Buqun's face, and looking at this graceful face, the old woman forcibly suppressed the turmoil in her heart, and said:

"The purpose of my visit this time is very simple, I hope you can save my son, Ding Lian! He is also your son!"

"What?"

"Not bad!

The tone of the old woman's voice became unusually cold at the moment, the wind was light, and the tone of the practice group was high, and even the forbidden circle outside shook a small ripple. It's just that the old woman's sure words didn't get Lian Buqun's belief, and Lian Buqun couldn't help laughing.

And Xue Zhen unconsciously approached a nearby corner, and Xuan Tiancong skimmed out the other mixed voices, and Xue Zhen, who was standing with his back to them, naturally listened to the conversation, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face.

The cultivators, from the lower level monks to the upper realm, more or less all know a truth, that is, as long as it involves the sexual intercourse of the monks, it is fundamentally impossible to have children, whether it is a male cultivator and a mortal woman, a female cultivator and a mortal man, and then a monk, it is impossible to give birth to children.

As for those huge immortal cultivation families, they are all mortals who have not been in contact with cultivation in a family, giving birth to each other and passing on their ancestry, and among them, some of them who have spiritual roots slowly cultivate, and finally gradually form a so-called immortal cultivation family, not just children among monks, this is a recognized fact that Xue Zhen knows. However, some furnaces and double cultivation of the Yin and Yang Harmony Technique are only helpful to the cultivation of monks, and it is impossible to give birth to offspring. (To be continued......)