Immortality: I can absorb the memories of the dead.

Chapter 67: The Ancient One Has Gone on the Yellow Crane (Please Read Later)
A few days later, above the eastern region of Daqian, a chicken with brilliant feathers and golden eyes and blue eyes soared in the sky, surrounded by floating clouds, overlooking the beautiful mountains and rivers of the earth. The scenery was breathtaking.

Zhou Yi sat on the chicken's back and frowned slightly.
"Liu Xing, you have to stand up. You are exhausted after flying just over 100,000 miles. Your uncle Liu Neng was much stronger than you in his time."

Liu Xing flapped his wings with all his might while complaining:

"Sir God, even though my uncle flew 200,000 or 300,000 miles, he would only fly for a while. If you call him here now, he will be trembling from flying day and night."

"You dare to talk back, do you believe I will pluck your hair and make a roast chicken?"

"Then you might as well roast me right now. I really can't fly anymore."

"Well, I was thinking that if you could fly two hundred thousand miles in one breath, I would give you the most beautiful hen from your Divine Chicken Clan. But since you are so useless, it would be a waste to give it to you."

Liu Xing's eyes lit up.

"Really?"

"Hey~ Are you regretting it now? It's too late."

"Hey, my Lord God, my good ancestor. Please don't, please don't, please."

However, Zhou Yi had already put it into the Dao Immortal Gourd and it fell straight down.

Since the day when the Li Tian Sect was destroyed in Kyoto, Zhou Yi left Kyoto and rushed to the ancient battlefield ruins at the foot of Qilin Mountain.

He was in no hurry.

The immortals have unlimited time and plenty of energy, so they can just enjoy traveling.

During this journey, Zhou Yi did not just play, he also did a lot of things.

For example, when he passed by Hukou Gorge, he looked at his soul flag and found that it was progressing quite well, so he added a formation there to increase the speed of the soul flag's development.

For example, if you kill a dragon in Qingzhou, refine its essence and blood and merge it into the Dao Immortal Gourd, which is a newly born offspring of a python monster, to see if you can cultivate a dragon.

The reason why it fell here was that the fragment given by Zhao Yuanji in its body jumped.

That was a fragment of a treasure comparable to the Great Dao Immortal Gourd. It would not jump for no reason. Since it jumped, there was a high possibility that there were other fragments underneath.

Zhou Yi landed and found that it was a town.

A town where all kinds of martial arts practitioners gather, a bit like a black market.

"Qi Gathering Pill, the authentic Qi Gathering Pill!"

"Spirit stones, low-grade spirit stones, no silver required, only medicinal materials."

"Weapons, a good sword made of fine steel, can cut iron like mud, can break the inner energy, and can kill the innate master! Come on if you understand."

"Master Xiantian will lead the team through the Dongyun Mountains. Five hundred taels of silver per person. We are short of three more people to leave."

Zhou Yi walked in the midst of the commotion, concealing his aura and blending in with the crowd. Although some people with ill intentions would take a peek at him, they would quickly turn their attention to other people.

This is a form of psychological intervention, not a simple illusion.

Zhou Yi's magic had long been cultivated to a point where he could do whatever he wanted and blend into the terrifying nature.

It is not just about changing one's own appearance and aura, but directly creating an entire field of illusion.

In this illusion realm, other people will not only see Zhou Yi as different from the real Zhou Yi, but will also be disturbed by his mental power.

When Zhou Yi doesn't want people to pay attention to him, they naturally won't pay attention to him.

He went straight to a small stall, and the fragment of the treasure jumped. Zhou Yi stopped and saw the stall owner, but he couldn't help but be stunned.

They look alike, very alike, as if they were carved from the same mold as Ma Guocheng.

"Hey, sir, are you going to buy something?"

The other party greeted him with a smile, and Zhou Yi regained his composure.

"Is your last name Ma?"

"Huh? How do you know?"

The other person was surprised, obviously not expecting Zhou Yi to recognize his surname so immediately.

"Who is Ma Guocheng to you?"

"Do you know my grandfather?"

The other party was even more surprised. Zhou Yi finally understood. No wonder he looked like an old friend. It turned out that he was the son of an old friend.

"My name is Ma Yunfei. May I know your name, senior?"

"Excuse me, my surname is Zhou."

"Surname Zhou? Are you a descendant of Elder Zhou Yizhou?"

Zhou Yi: “(ˇˇ)!”

Am I that old already?
"Ahem. I guess so. How's Old Mama?"

"My grandfather has been dead for several years."

Ma Yunfei sighed.

Zhou Yi was stunned for a moment after hearing this, feeling a little disappointed.

Another old friend has grown old.

The ancients have gone away on the yellow crane, leaving only the Yellow Crane Tower.
“I didn’t expect he had passed away.”

"My grandfather escaped with his whole family. On the way, he encountered the Dongdao Sect of the Scarlet Phoenix Palace. He was captured and forced to do hard labor in the spirit stone mine for several years. In the end, it was all fate. Who made us not strong enough?"

"I am sorry for your loss."

Zhou Yi silently memorized the name Dongdao Zong, and then started to get down to business.

When he swept his spiritual sense over the stall, he noticed that there was a piece of iron stone on Ma Yunfei's stall. The sense of the treasure came from inside.

He picked up the iron stone and said:

"How much is it?"

Ma Yunfei took a glance.

"Hey, this thing is not valuable. Since you are an acquaintance of Daqian and it is rare to come across it, I will give it to you."

Zhou Yi was a little amused and helpless. Ma Yunfei was indeed the grandson of Ma Guocheng. He had inherited the careless character of the Ma family.

After I said a few words, he gave the thing to me.

"It's not appropriate. This thing is useful to me, so it's not worthless."

"Then you decide."

"Just use this bottle of medicine to exchange it."

Zhou Yi handed Ma Yunfei a bottle of top-grade elixir that could speed up his cultivation, then turned around and left with the iron stone.

"Hey, what a weirdo."

Ma Yunfei scratched his head, and a pretty girl, holding a sword, came towards him.

"Ma Yunfei, who do you say is the weirdo?"

“Tian Xiaoling, I just met a strange guy. He recognized me as a descendant of the Ma family at a glance. I asked him if he was a descendant of Senior Zhou Yizhou. He did not deny it and even bought my broken iron stone with a bottle of elixir.”

"The descendant of Senior Zhou Yi? Then why did you keep him here? Senior Zhou is a great benefactor to our Tian and Ma families. If it weren't for him, our grandfather would have died in the prison."

"I wanted to keep him, but before I could say anything, he disappeared."

"You Ma family members are unreliable and careless all the time."

"Hey! Mr. Tian, ​​keep your mouth shut. Don't force me to scold you like my grandfather scolded your grandfather."

"You dare? Do you believe I can tear your mouth apart?"

"Tian Xiaoling, I'll fuck your mother!"

Ma Yunfei ran away after cursing, and Tian Xiaoling drew his sword and chased him.

"Ma, stop right there, I'm going to dig your tongue out this time!"

Thanks to my book friend Longxi Congyu for the reward. It feels like all the rewards today contain the word "dragon", what a coincidence.

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