In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

These four people were exactly Chen Xiu, Young Master Changqing, Chen Wu, and Hui Guang who traveled from Jiangnan Mansion to Mo City to explore the Jiuchongtian ruins.

Liu An's figure soon appeared in front of everyone again.

He supported an elderly man who was very old, and he seemed to be quite careful.

"The qi and blood are almost gone, and the primordial spirit is on the verge of collapsing, but there is still a bit of vitality." Young Master Qinglian's eyes were full of thoughts.

The old man sat down tremblingly, his hand on crutches was shaking violently, exuding an old and decayed breath.

"This is my great-grandpa. He is now more than [-] years old. He is the oldest old man in the village. He knows a lot about the secrets of the past in detail." A bit of flattery.

Chen Xiu raised his eyes slightly, and the six-petal lotus flower between the black and white eyes rotated, and the mysterious and long-lasting solitary lamp once again bloomed brilliantly between the pupils.

He let out a soft cry, stood up slowly, and his words were a bit strange: "Shopkeeper, you said that this old man is your great-grandfather. Now, he is already more than [-] years old? Are you sure? This one seems to be an ordinary old man who has never practiced before!"

Liu An nodded hastily: "Really, this is really my great-grandfather. You guys may not be aware that he has a good health regimen, and he exercised a lot when he was young. Since then, he will be free from all diseases and live a long life naturally."

"Is that so—" Chen Xiu deliberately elongated his words, and said slowly, "I remember that the Four Elephant Sect was established here more than a hundred years ago. Old man, has he ever met the seniors of the Four Elephant Sect?"

"My lord, the Four Elephant Sect claims to be the inheritance sect of the Immemorial Heavenly Court. The young heroes among them all have their eyes and noses turned upside down. How can they think of mediocre people like us? I can't see it." Liu An said helplessly.

"Is that so?" Chen Xiu pondered slightly.

Young Master Qinglian heard Xian's intention, and deliberately said: "Since there is a good story, how can there be no good wine?"

As he said that, he also threw out a silver ingot and said: "We want to listen to the old man tell a story and go buy some good wine. If you enjoy listening, there will be a reward!"

"My lords, listen up. I'll go right now." Liu An hugged the silver ingot, burst into laughter, and rushed out of the inn.

He smiled and said in his heart: "Today, I really met a nobleman! Just listen to a story, and there is only so much reward. You are really young!"

In the inn, there was a lot of silence in an instant.

"Grandpa, let's open the skylight and speak plainly. You are old, so you shouldn't be his great-grandfather?" Chen Xiu said quietly, speaking calmly: "I have seen your line of karma, and there are very few of them that still exist today. You As a mortal, it is difficult to add to one's body without cause and effect, but the cause and effect on one's back are few and far between. There is only one possibility. Old people are like candles in the wind, withering away one after another. Life has gone so far without relatives. !!"

In his eyes, the old man he saw, with karma falling and starlight fading, seemed like a lonely fire in the dark night, lonely and lonely.

"Young man, can you see that? Well, that's great." The old man said slowly, with a bit of hoarseness in his words: "Old man, I have lived for more than three hundred years! The old friend, the old friend Enemies are all turned into loess. In today's world, only Liu An, who is a descendant of countless generations, is related to this old man. Are you unaccompanied? It is appropriate for you to say that."

More than three hundred years?

Chen Wu on the side stood up suddenly, with a bit of incredulity in his eyes: "A martial artist with perfect supernatural powers can only be more than three hundred years old at most."

"Yes. So I really want to know how the old man lived for so long, as a mortal." Chen Xiu's words were a little low.

hehehe-

The old man gave a strange laugh, and looked at Chen Xiu with slightly cloudy eyes: "Young man, haven't you already guessed it? Tell me! Although the old man is a countryman and has never practiced so-called martial arts, he has lived so long after all. Over the years, the world has traveled too much. I still understand your hints, old man. Don’t you just think that I have something to do with the so-called heaven?”

He said generously: "Yes, I did get the treasure of Heaven. It's just that that thing is not a good thing. It is because of eating that thing that the old man can't survive, can't survive!! He has fallen to the present What a ghost."

"What did you eat?" Chen Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Fantao!! The flat peach in the drama, have you heard of it? Eat one and it can live for three hundred and sixty years." The old man's words became a little more sharp and crazy: "The old man has lived for more than three hundred years. Years, but they are all old and out of shape!! Live like a dog, so tired!! I want to die, but I can’t die!! I can only live on, live on!!”

woohoo-

The old man panted heavily, and there were even tears dripping from his eyes because of excitement: "Everyone in the world knows longevity, but how many people know the pain of longevity? I have lived for so many years, dragging an old body, Hard times."

Chen Xiu held his chin, and said meaningfully: "Why do you say that you want to die, but you can't die?"

"The old man has tried it all, and he won't die!! The hanging rope is broken, the suicide blade is blunt, swallowing arsenic is turning into cakes, and you can't fall into the river!" The more the old man spoke, the more excited he became, and he began to cough violently.

Is it so mysterious?
Chen Wu frowned slightly and raised his hand slightly.

A few sword qi volleyed in the air and hit the table beside him impartially.

"Huh?" Chen Wu's brows were furrowed more and more: "I aimed at this old man."

"Principles!" The indifferent words sounded.

Young Master Qinglian's eyes were deep, and he said slowly: "I can feel the changes in the laws of heaven and earth. This old man seems to be guarded by the laws. But, I don't understand why the laws that contain the true meaning of longevity have become so weird. "

Chen Xiu raised his head and said slowly: "Sure enough, there is something wrong with the old heaven."

Only then did the old man regain his breath, and said with difficulty: "Are you guys going to set foot in the Jiuchongtian ruins?"

As he spoke, he tremblingly raised his crutches, took out a stained cloth bag from it, and said tremblingly: "For many years, the old man has been waiting for someone to go to the Jiuzhongtian Ruins. Unfortunately, we are mortals, there is no People want to care about us, and few people are willing to listen to the ramblings of an old man like me."

It was a sharp nail.

It was extremely secluded, glowing with a faint blue light, and felt infinitely chilly.

Chen Xiu took it lightly, and a message emerged between his eyes:

[Tribute: Nine-tooth Nail Rake (fragment)]

[Assessment: Seventh Grade]

[Comment: The fragment of the nine-toothed rake of Marshal Canopy, the fragment of the ancient magic weapon, was destroyed by external forces. 】

【Is it refining?】

Chen Xiu's eyes changed instantly.