Chapter 812: Ancestral Temple

Chapter 812 Ancestral Hall

What Zui Taoist and Liubo Fairy care about is not how Ye Xiaochuan knows Fairy Liuyun, but whether Ye Xiaochuan knows that he is the son of Fairy Liuyun, and whether Fairy Liuyun knows that Ye Xiaochuan is her. son.

I learned from Baili Yuan that Fairy Liuyun was still alive and had escaped from the Demon Sect's Xuanhuo Altar. When I heard that Ye Xiaochuan was present at the time, Fairy Liubo was really shocked. She had known this news for ten days. But there has never been a good opportunity to ask Ye Xiaochuan about this.

Now when I return to Cangyun Gate, the first thing I do is come over and ask.

Fairy Liubo asked very carefully, which was not beyond Ye Xiaochuan's expectation. After all, Liuyun was her biological sister, so naturally they had a deep love for each other.

But Ye Xiaochuan kept talking about the truth, and there was no truth in what he said. He just said that when he rescued Baili Yuan, he accidentally saw Liu Yun in the Xuanhuotan magma cave. As for later when he killed the soul-eating old demon, Unintentionally knowing that Liu Yun was Ye Tianxing's wife was something he couldn't say. The matter was too big for him, a young man, to intervene. The grudges of the older generation have nothing to do with him, so it would be better to stay out of these matters.

After questioning for half an hour, Liu Bo and Zui Taoist finally felt relieved. Listening to Ye Xiaochuan's tone, it seemed that he really didn't know the true relationship between him and Liu Yun. This made the two of them finally feel relieved. .

After talking about Fairy Liuyun, Fairy Liubo left. Master Zui didn't leave. He looked at Ye Xiaochuan and seemed to have something to say.

Ye Xiaochuan spoke first and said, "Master, I have something to tell you and seek your opinion."

The drunk Taoist asked strangely: "What's the matter? It's not that you have fallen in love with a girl and you want me to help you propose marriage, right?"

Ye Xiaochuan immediately shook his head and said: "Master, you have misunderstood your eldest disciple again. Am I the kind of superficial man who falls into the crowd of women? For more than eight years, I have been thinking about my mistakes over the cliff. I'm almost suffocated to death. Now that the war between good and evil has come to an end, it is estimated that it will be difficult for the storm to rise again in a few decades. The disciple's cultivation level is not bad, but it is quite high. It will be difficult to go further, so I plan to leave Cangyun and go to If you walk around the world and practice your mind, you may be able to reach the realm of heaven and humanity within a hundred and eighty years. Master, what do you think?"

The drunk Taoist's expression changed slightly. He actually wanted to talk to Ye Xiaochuan about this. Du Chun could see the situation. He had lived for hundreds of years, so how could he not see it?

The reason why he stayed just now was to discuss the matter with Ye Xiaochuan alone. According to his old man's idea, it was better to send this disciple to the human world to experience and experience. It would be best not to stay in Cangyun Mountain for the next thirty to fifty years. . Now Ye Xiaochuan brought it up, which shocked the drunk Taoist.

Could it be that his eldest disciple has not only improved by leaps and bounds in cultivation in the past few years, but his ability to read people's hearts has also increased? Did he see through the situation he was facing now and went out to hide, or did he simply want to go out and have fun for a few years?

Or maybe someone from an expert reminded him?

No matter what, Ye Xiaochuan decided to go out, which was a good thing for him.

The drunk Taoist said: "Oh, since you want to go to the human world to experience, then go ahead. I don't know where?"

Ye Xiaochuan scratched his head and said, "I want to go to Northern Xinjiang."

The drunk Taoist said: "This is a good idea. I will bring your junior sister with me when the time comes. Her cultivation has reached the critical point and she can hit the realm of spiritual silence at any time. However, she is still immature mentally. Take her out to practice for a few years. Maybe she can also break through the barrier of life and death."

Ye Xiaochuan immediately turned dark and said, "Master, can I not take her out to play?"

The drunk Taoist is naturally not worried about Ye Xiaochuan going out alone. After all, Ye Xiaochuan's life experience has been something that the drunk Taoist has been worried about over the years. Now that Ye Xiaochuan's Taoism is so high and Fairy Liuyun is still alive, if something happens, It will be a life-and-death situation. Without Yang Jiujiu watching from the side, Zui Taoist would not be at ease.

After the master spoke, Ye Xiaochuan could only accept this cruel fact depressedly, and planned to set off after recuperating in Cangyun Sect for three to five months.

As a result, the drunk Taoist seemed to be shooing away flies, and said: "You still want to rest for three to five months? I will give you ten days, and then roll down the mountain. It is best not to come back for thirty to fifty years, which will make me upset."

After saying that, the drunk Taoist left Ye Xiaochuan's room.

At this time, Ye Xiaochuan realized that what the master wanted to say to him earlier was probably about this. It seemed that Du Chun's worry was absolutely correct.

After simply eating some dinner, I rolled around on the bed with Wangcai in my arms. I didn't feel sleepy at all, and various scenes were flashing through my mind.

Sometimes it was Situ Feng, and sometimes it was Yun Qiyou. All kinds of thoughts came to him one after another, making him feel very distressed. Quexinyan, who used to fall asleep and fall asleep, now began to have troubles and began to suffer from insomnia all night long.

In the second half of the night, before he fell asleep, he got up as soon as he could. He thought of someone and wanted to go and see him.

Opening the door, the sky was filled with stars and the Milky Way. Ye Xiaochuan carried Wangcai and flew directly into the sky, heading towards the back mountain.

He didn't go to Siguoya, nor did he go to see Grandpa Monkey King for a drink. Instead, he came to a remote big house outside the bamboo forest in the back mountain.

Every time Ye Xiaochuan saw the two large white lanterns hanging at the entrance of the ancestor's ancestral hall, exuding a pale luster in the gloomy darkness, he felt very charming. He was wondering whether he should put forward his opinion and should hang yellow lanterns. Would the effect of lanterns be better? Forget about the green-skinned one, it's probably scarier than the current white-skinned lantern.

He flicked Wangcai on his shoulder with his finger, and Wangcai flew away reluctantly. The ancestral temple was a sacred place, and it was not something that Wangcai, a flat-haired beast, could enter casually. If he accidentally knocked over the tablet of any ancestor, he would chop it up and stew it or cook it into soup.

Ye Xiaochuan walked up the stone steps in front of the ancestral temple and came to the front door of the ancestral temple. He was familiar with this place. In the past eight years, he had come here many times to steal the fruit peaches offered to the ancestors of all generations.

He pushed the door open a crack, put his head in first, and his neck was stuck in the crack of the door, turning, and his eyeballs were also turning.

The main hall of the ancestral hall was very bright. Hundreds of fish oil candles formed rows of candlelight feasts on wooden racks. These candles seemed not to be blown out after dawn. Only a wealthy sect like Cangyun Sect would be so extravagant. It is estimated that the budget spent on fish oil candles every year is frighteningly high.

There was no one there. The old man who cleaned the ancestral hall all year round seemed to be away. Ye Xiaochuan then quietly pushed open the door of the ancestral hall and walked into it.