Chapter 868 Feng Moyao

"Who is speaking?"

Many people in the crowd were startled, but when they followed the voice, they couldn't find the person who spoke.

At this time, the man in black robe also stopped, his expression seemed to gradually become serious, and he said gloomily, "Which master, you might as well show up and see him."

The surroundings fell into silence, and everyone still couldn't find the person who spoke just now, and could hardly even sense the breath. The old man in green and purple in Wutian Temple also looked more nervous at this moment, and they could The person who makes the Taiyin Division fearful is definitely not a simple person. Sure enough, the Five Realms of Immortal Yuan are still Crouching Tigers, Hidden Dragons. They underestimated this place too much.

"Senior, don't you want to come out and see me?"

Taiyin Division concentrated on searching for the other party's aura. He knew that the Five Realms of Immortal Yuan were not as simple as they seemed on the surface. He would never dare to act rashly before finding the other party. But at this moment, he could not even sense the other party's aura. , who is it that can hide his aura so deeply? Even he can't find it...

"Ahem, old beggar, haven't you always been here..."

At this moment, the old man's voice came again from a big tree not far away. At this time, everyone finally saw that there was a person lying on the thin branches.

I saw that man with white beard and hair, holding a wine gourd in his hand, and shabby clothes. He looked like an old beggar in the mortal world. There was no aura of a cultivator in him, but there was no one on the tree just now. , how did he appear in the tree in the blink of an eye, and no one saw him?

"Oh? I wonder if this senior is..."

Taiyin Si's eyes were slightly focused, and his hands hidden under his robe were already secretly building up strength. He thought to himself, who is this old beggar? Why was there no aura of a cultivator on his body at all? Even he couldn't see through his cultivation. And how did he appear on that tree just now and no one saw him?

The practitioners of various sects on the mountain in the distance were also surprised. Although before this, none of them would deliberately pay attention to whether there was anyone on a tree, but it stands to reason that the tree was at the bottom of the mountain. If there were people on the tree, If so, wouldn't anyone notice? When did this old beggar go up there...

"Yun Shen, do you know who this person is?"

On the side of Motian Sect, the eyes of the Motian Patriarch were slightly focused. Even he had little impression of the old beggar in front of him. In short, he definitely did not appear that time more than 300 years ago. Otherwise, he would have been deeply impressed.

Could it be a character who has appeared in recent years? It doesn't look like it. In the past three hundred years, except for a few people from the Xuanqing Sect, there have been no figures in the righteous path of the Five Realms of Immortal Yuan. So the person in front of me should be a figure from a long time ago. If he is famous He must have seen this person before, but the change was so great that he seemed unrecognizable for a while...

Chu Yunshen slowly put away the folding fan in his hand, stared at the old beggar on the tree, and muttered, "It seems to be a bit impressive, but not too deep. It's hard to say..."

On the Xuanqingmen side, Ruoshui stood on tiptoes, clapped his hands and said with a smile, "This old uncle looks like he is having fun. The tree branch is so thin that he can lie on it. Which sect is this?"

When she said this, she waved happily to the people below, "Hey! Old uncle, can you hear me? Here, here..."

Seeing her expression of ignorance on the world, Qian Yu Nishang frowned and immediately held her down, "Ruoshui, don't make trouble, that senior is not an ordinary person."

"ah……"

Hearing this, Ruoshui covered her mouth with her fingers, looking surprised, and then smiled brightly and brightly, "Hehe, but he looks really fun..."

Qian Yu Nishang frowned deeply and ignored her. She stared at the old beggar on the tree, thinking that even this senior had come out...

On the other side, Mei Jianyi and Jiang Nanliu were a little confused. They didn't know who the person in front of them was, but Feng Xiaoyin had been in the school longer than them. At this time, he seemed to recognize the person and said attentively, "It's the person named Feng." My senior, the sword technique he used to cut off the spiritual veins just now was taught by him..."

"What did you say……"

Suddenly hearing this, Mei Jianyi and Jiangnan Liu were both deeply startled. This old beggar looked very extraordinary. In the past few hundred years, none of the five immortal realms had ever heard of such a powerful person. Character, how did Yichen get to know such a person?

Eyebrows murmured, "Senior brother, do you know this person..."

"kindness……"

Feng Xiaoyin frowned slightly and stared down for a while before saying, "But I don't know much about it. I only know that this senior comes and goes without a trace, and in the past few hundred years, I haven't heard anything about him again." According to rumors about his deeds, it seems that he has not moved around in the world in these years, but back then... he should have been as famous as Master Xuanyin.

"As famous as Master Xuanyin..."

Mei Jianyi and Jiang Nanliu were startled again, and both looked down. Master Xuanyin was the sixteenth generation head of the Xuanqing Sect, and the master of Master Qingxuan. This person was as famous as Master Xuanyin. Then he was a man of influence a thousand years ago...

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At this moment, the dozen or so people in Wutian Palace held their breaths. The old man in green and the old man in purple were severely injured, and they did not dare to say anything at this time.

Not far away, Xiao Chen naturally recognized the person in front of him. It was the senior who taught him the three swords back then, Feng Moyao. Nowadays, this name is rarely known in the world.

What makes him feel strange is that the last time he saw this senior was three years ago when he went to Cuidie Mountain outside Qingzhou City for a ten-year appointment.

At that time, the elder still had the aura of a cultivator, but today, how could his aura be so weak?

Suddenly, Xiao Chen recalled the past. Although the cultivation aura of the old beggar had always been very weak, it seemed that every time they met, the aura of the cultivator on the other party would become weaker, and today, it was almost close to nothing. If it weren't for his keen sense, he would definitely not be able to feel that the other party still had a trace of cultivation aura.

But why is this? Now the entire Xianyuan Ancient Land, a large amount of spiritual energy is pouring into the heaven and earth, everyone's cultivation is advancing by leaps and bounds, and the aura of cultivation will inevitably become heavier, but why is the aura of this old elder getting weaker and weaker?

This is definitely not deliberately hiding the cultivation on the body, because if the cultivation is deliberately hidden, then it will leave traces no matter what, even if it is him. If the aura is hidden, then it will be seen through by people with high cultivation or keen sense.

But this old senior did not have any trace of hiding his cultivation, so his cultivation was getting lower and lower, but how could his cultivation be getting lower and lower? This was totally unreasonable, what was going on...

Xiao Chen slowly remembered that when he first met this old beggar, he asked him to find four dishes: steamed sea bass, braised carp, fish by the abyss, and clear water without fish.

The first two dishes were simple, and any cook in Qingzhou City could make them, but the third one, "fish by the abyss", required mandarin fish from Suzhou City. There were no mandarin fish in Qingzhou City at that season, so he flew his sword for two thousand miles and went to Suzhou City to find mandarin fish within one day.

But when he went to the Taihu Lake in Suzhou, he met a white-bearded old man in a straw hat and raincoat. At that time, he wanted to save trouble and bought the mandarin fish that the white-bearded old man had caught, but the white-bearded old man smiled and poured all the fish back into the lake, and finally lent him a fishing rod and let him catch the fish himself.

It was strange, but those two hours passed in a flash, but he realized a mysterious state of "returning to the original state". Later, he learned that most people who practiced Taoism thought that the unity of man and nature was the highest state of Taoist practice. Little did they know that after the unity of man and nature, there was another state that was even more difficult to comprehend. Among millions of people, only one or two could comprehend it, which was returning to the original state.

Could it be that... this old beggar was practicing returning to the original state!

Xiao Chen seemed to have finally realized it, and at that time, he could not feel any trace of cultivation from the white-bearded old man who was fishing by the Taihu Lake. Could it be that the return to the original state practiced by the white-bearded old man was even better than that of the old beggar!

Could it be that the cultivation of these two people has reached...

At this moment, Xiao Chen's expression remained unchanged, but his heart seemed to be filled with huge waves. In this small mortal world, there was such a great person hidden. Who was the white-bearded old man in Suzhou City...

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At this moment, the atmosphere on the scene gradually became tense, especially since no one spoke. This feeling made the two old men in Wutian Hall feel even more depressed. The old man in green trembled and said, "Master Taiyinsi..."

He was about to say something, but before he could say it, Taiyinsi suddenly raised his hand. He raised his head and interrupted him. Then he looked at the old beggar on the tree and said calmly, "Since you are silent, are you going to take care of this matter today? I advise you that no matter who you are or what your background is, it is better not to interfere in the affairs of Wutian Palace, so as not to... bring disaster upon yourself."

"Wutian Palace..."

This time, the people from various sects on the mountain heard it clearly. The younger disciples looked confused, not knowing what Wutian Palace was, and the elders in the sects, the more senior they were, the more obvious the shock on their faces.

"So they are from Wutian Palace. No wonder I just heard them say not to be enemies with Wutian..."

Many people were still shocked. On the Xuanqing Sect side, Ruoshui asked curiously, "Senior Sister Nishang, what is this Wutian Palace? Are they very powerful..."

At this moment, Qianyu Nishang's face also became solemn. Looking at the black-robed man below, she said, "Wutian Palace, they used to be a mysterious force in the ancient Eastern cultivation world. Now they are hidden in the Lingxu Realm. This person is one of the seven palaces, the priest of Taiyin Palace..."

"Oh... "

Ruoshui nodded as if she understood, and hummed softly, "They also want to capture my brother. They are sneaky and evasive. They are not good people at first glance..."

Qianyu Nishang frowned slightly and stopped talking at this time. Below, Feng Moyao held the wine gourd in his hand and laughed, "The old beggar is not from the Wutian Palace. The old beggar has no time to care about the affairs of your Wutian Palace..."

When he said this, he suddenly sat up from the branch and looked at Taiyin Si and said, "But the old beggar is a human being. Do you think the old beggar can or cannot care about the affairs of the human world?"