Updated: 2012-08-22

"Brother Wang laughed. I don't sell clothes and powder. An sells monster mounts, but as for Brother Lu, he sells iron tools."

Seeing this attitude, An Bochen hurriedly said.

Lu Fengqi had already shown signs of going wild before. At this time, he was run by a young man from Chi Fangtian. An Bochen could not guarantee whether the tiger and wolf king would get angry on the spot. After all, Lu Fengqi dominated the side and had a high position and had been in power for a hundred years. He said he would adapt, but he was first used by Mrs. Shangyuan as a shield, and was humiliated by this jealous young man of Wang. No matter how much Lu Fengqi could not bear his bottom line.

An Bochen thought to himself.

He looked at Lu Fengqi and saw Lu Fengqi staring at the teacup in his hand with expressionless face, without saying a word. To outsiders, he thought that Lu Fengqi was scared.

"By the way, Yang Gong, haven't you said who the person you are looking for? What's the relationship with Yongta Town?"

Amber's dust breaks the topic.

Everyone's interest in the jumper was obviously greater than that of Lu Fengqi, and even the young man from Wang looked at Yang Gong curiously.

"That person..." The guardian of Yongta Town with a beard looked grim. He glanced at the people in the cabin and pondered: "I won't say it now. If you come to Tongtian Village, you will know if you enter my Yongta Town. Well, since that's the case, I will tell you what happened to me in Yongta Town half a year ago."

The lights in the cabin were faintly, and the owner of the square had already brewed tea. The fragrance of tea was filled with the seemingly simple cabin but actually hidden pearls and jade. Outside the cabin was the chaotic void and purple snowflakes as big as banana leaves. They hit the walls one by one, making a "dong dong dong" sound, and played like a snare drum.

An Bochen is not unfamiliar with this feeling of playing a stranger. He was both free and fond of heaven and earth with Sima Jin five years ago, and often accompanied strangers on the journey. For Lu Fengqi and Li Xian, this feeling is very fresh. He is so close to strangers who have only known each other for less than a long time, drinking the same pot of tea and telling their own stories. Whether it is the lone Lu Fengqi, or Li Xian who is kidnapped by Ao Ba, there is a kind of stimulation that cannot be said.

The two people who will dominate the world in the future will live in a cabin on the way to the turning point of their fate, listening quietly, only Amber Chen is separated in the middle.

An Bochen had long been used to it, so he smiled, picked up a cup to replace wine with tea, and respected Yang Gongxuxu.

Yang Gong nodded and took it down, put down the teacup, and began to preach: "Tongtian Village has a long history. It has been transformed since ancient times. It has been transformed until nearly ten thousand years. Each town has a school ground, also known as a fighting ground. You can tell, what was the area around Yongta Town that was used for ten thousand years ago?"

Everyone listened with all concentration, with a look of suspicion on their faces. Only the old ship owner Fang Hou said thoughtfully: "I heard that ten thousand years ago, the last pseudo-demon army fled from the center of the world and fled to Tongtian Village. But after all, it was just rumors, and I don't really believe it. Could it be that Yongta Town is related to pseudo-demon?"

"That's right? The ship owner is more knowledgeable and can be guessed." Yang Gong laughed and gave a little compliment.

When An Bochen heard the word "pseudo-demon", his heart skipped a beat. Yu Guang subconsciously glanced at Lu Fengqi, and when he saw Lu Fengqi understand and looked at him.

At that time, An Bochen and Lu Fengqi fought against the immortals, gods and demons of the three dynasties in the Yin Dynasty in the Eastern Realm, and had nothing to do with the remaining fake demons. The fake demons, also known as the natural bottomless pit in Dakuang, Wuhua, Huo Chuanyun, and Diankui, were all. Compared with ordinary people in practice, the three of them were obviously more qualified and had greater understanding. Later, the remaining fake demons were taken to Penglai by Huo Chuanyun to avoid disasters, cultivate and nourish, so as to achieve a long time.

"It seems that you are not unfamiliar with the fake demon." Yang Gong swept across everyone, observed his expression and expression, and had seen some of it.

"It's true. The elders in the family once mentioned below that the pseudo-demons were surrounded by many forces in the world, and when the world changed, they were divided into several parts and fled to various corners of the world." The young man from Wang did not want to be as cold as Lu Fengqi, and he said in a word.

He came from Chi Fangtian and knew about the fake demons because Chi Fangtian had fake demons. However, he knew that his pretended and concealed way would make it easier for people to guess his true identity.

"Indeed." Yang Gong nodded, took a sip of tea and said, "Thinking about the pseudo-demons who were the most powerful in the world were not killed, but fled everywhere. One of them, the legend was also the last line, came to Tongtian Village. They were very familiar with Tongtian Village. They had just arrived at Tongtian Village, and they had just arrived at the time, and they captured the territory of Yongta Town at that time."

"Are there no powerful immortals in Tongtian Village at that time?" asked the Wang girl.

"Yes, of course, there are." Yang Gong said: "No matter how high he is, he is not as tall as the leader of the pseudo-demon tribe. That leader is a pair of siblings. It is said that he is a descendant of a powerful and snake demon in ancient times. He is strong. Today, the sister should have the cultivation level of Xuanxian, and her younger brother also has the cultivation level of the peak of the true immortal."

"At that time, Tongtian Village gathered many masters who fled from the center of the world. In order to resist the pseudo-demons, they spontaneously formed a formation. Even so, that pseudo-demon tribe was still an unrivaled existence in Tongtian Village."

"But I heard that there is a nemesis of the pseudo-demon, that is the Buddha in the West." The young man of Wang continued to show off: "Why didn't the people from Tongtian Village go to the West to invite Buddha to subdue demons?"

"Haha. Of course, some people think of what you said." Yang Gong said: "But you don't know that the ancestors of the siblings were once powerful Western Buddhists in ancient times. Even if you invite a true Buddha, you may not attack them."

After the words fell, everyone was surprised and no one spoke for a long time.

The fragrance of tea was everywhere. An Bochen picked up the teacup, whispered, then put it down again, breaking the silence and saying, "So what happened later?"

"Later..." Yang Gong touched the beard on his chin and looked at the bean-like lights, as if he had been immersed in a distant memory: "Later, a group of people appeared. They were very strong but very low-key. They took action to subdue the two brothers, and their younger brothers killed them. The sister and the remaining pseudo-demons were killed. They rushed into the tower prison, built five tower towns, and kept them."

After Yang Gong finished speaking, he looked at the expressions of everyone falling on his chin, blinked and laughed out loud.

"It's that simple? Oh my God, that's the end? I thought it would be such a bizarre story." The girl from Wang's family was young after all, and couldn't help but complain.

But except for her, the rest of the people were obviously solemn, burying their eyes under the lights, not knowing what they were thinking about.

The ten thousand-year-old iceberg, Lu Fengqi, who has been pretending to be indifferent to this day, finally said his first words.

"Who are those people?"

What Lu Fengqi asked was exactly what everyone wanted to know.

In Yang Gong's mouth, the group of people who appeared in slightest seemed to be very effortless, and suppressed the brothers and sisters who had been troubled by the masters of Tongtian Village for a long time. Where did these people emerge and what kind of cultivation do they have? You must know that the female leader of the pseudo-demon tribe has the cultivation level of the Xuanxian Realm.

Under the Yingying light, Amber Chen was also waiting for the answer. The fire shone in his eyelids, and his fingers subconsciously pinched them.

He and Sima Jin have been wandering around the world for five years, while setting up the secret, and half of the secret belonged to the ancient powerful men who disappeared. For example, the first ancient family, such as the legendary sword village, were all figures with great magic power in ancient times. Today, I am afraid that a single flash of fingers would make the entire Jiuyuanzhou master bow down and surrender.

Could it be that the group of people Yang Gong mentioned is...

An Bochen's mood suddenly became a little excited. He subconsciously raised his head and suddenly found that Mrs. Shangyuan, opposite the fire lamp, seemed to be sighing softly. The gauze curtain was blown by the orchid air in his mouth and lip, floating upwards, revealing half of her delicate face.

Judging from the appearance of Mrs. Shangyuan, could she know something? She still doesn’t know the background of Mrs. Shangyuan. The people on this boat really have secrets.

An Bochen said in his heart.

After waiting for a long time, the bearded Yang Gong also sniffed everyone's appetite and laughed: "I don't know the true identities of these people. I only heard from the seniors that they call themselves abandoned or leftovers."

Everyone was confused when they heard this.

"Everyone, have you ever thought of a question?" Yang Gong swept over everyone and said, "How many lifespans are there in the immortals? It is said that cultivating immortals and heaven live together, but among the people we interact with and know, there are those who have lived for more than ten thousand years? Not to mention ten thousand years, I'm afraid that there have not been three thousand years or five thousand years, right?"

"Yes. I have never seen it before." The girl from Wang replied in surprise.

"If Mr. Yang didn't mention it, Mr. Pi wouldn't consider this issue." Mr. Pi smiled, but his smile was a little stiff.

Upon hearing this, An Bochen couldn't help but think of the Eight-faced King. The Eight-faced King was passed down from generation to generation in Xiliuhai. His life span was at least over a thousand years old. Even so, it was probably not more than three thousand years old.

After thinking about it, An Bochen didn't think that among the elderly he knew, there were those who lived for more than three thousand years.

This is a very strange thing. The one who cultivates immortality is to live with Tianshou, but after becoming an immortal, he found that there was no one who truly lives with Tianshou around him. Take Jiuyuanzhou as an example. If there were strong people living in the ancient Heavenly Palace to this day in Jiuyuanzhou and practicing for ten thousand years, he would probably have surpassed Xuanxian. But the oldest person in Jiuyuanzhou is just Prince Yin and Peng San and his grandfathers, who are over a thousand years old, and then there is no more.

What a terrible fault, why does such fault appear?

As An Bochen thought about it, a strong chill arose in his heart.

This is a question he had never thought about. Perhaps occasionally, he would flash two such doubts, but he quickly threw them away.

Nowadays, Amberchen has to think about the mystery that Yang Gong gave to everyone.

If you don’t see three thousand years old, how can you see the world and the world be in a long life? Where will you be in three thousand years?

Who are the immortals who suddenly appeared in Tongtianzhai and suppressed the fake demons? Why do they claim to be abandoned?

An Bochen was alone in the lights and thought for a long time.

Could it be that there is also some order in the issue of Yuanshou?
Chapter completed!