010 old man

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In a sense, Yang Zifan is still quite patient.

You can't die, the biggest dependence.

I can't bear to fight, it's a very wronged thing.

He covered his swollen bag and squatted in the prison, looking at the door of the prison meaningfully.

"What do you mean by burying me in the earth when I die?" Moke shook the iron fence with anger on his face.

"Hey." Yang Zifan didn't answer, just giggled.

"Is there something wrong with your head? What are you laughing at?" Moke was depressed. When he woke up, he was trapped by a strange formation. He finally ran out and met the guys in Cuixin Palace.

"You two, please be quiet." There was a sound of chain tapping from outside the prison.

Moke had no choice but to use Yang Zifan's giggle tactics and lowered his voice and said, "How did we get here?"

Yang Zifan continued to giggle and said, "It's good to be alive."

"Hey, boy, didn't you hear me?" Moke's anger was stuffed back by this sentence, and he was almost short of breath.

"I heard it, it's very difficult to explain..." Yang Zifan can't say that he brought him here. If he really said that, it would not be easy to add fuel to the fire.

"Cuixin Palace, Cuixin Palace." Moke said to himself and sat in prison and stopped talking.

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In the middle of the night, the cell suddenly caught fire, and the sky fire blocked the whole cell. In the firelight, two "groundhogs" made holes and disappeared into the Cuixin Palace.

These two groundhogs are naturally Yang Zifan and Mo Ke.

To be honest, Yang Zifan felt that the boundary he encountered on the rooftop was quite powerful, but unfortunately the cell was poor. Even if it was poured with fine iron, there was no difference between wood and fine iron for Yang Zifan, a fire-breathing doll.

When the cell fire was put out, Yang Zifan and Mo Ke appeared in a corner of the city. Yang Zifan took him out of the earth. He really couldn't figure out where his cultivation had gone and couldn't walk.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Yang Zifan looked at him doubtfully.

Mo Ke took a long breath of cold air, raised his hand and said, "This thing is useless to you, but it's my sworn adver."

Yang Zifan looked at the earth-colored shackles and couldn't see why and said, "It's really amazing. Why is it like this?"

Moke didn't want to say it and scolded, "Kid, I know how to keep screaming, but I don't know how to help me untie it?"

"I thought you could do it." Yang Zifan's hand flashed, and the shackles were broken. Mo Ke was relieved, took a long breath, and recovered the spirit of the past.

Yang Zifan held the shackles and noticed that there was a layer of light yellow crystal material at the fracture of the shackles. He reached out to touch it. The crystal flashed and the yellow color disappeared.

"Don't look. It's the West Phosphate Mine. It disappears when it encounters air."

Moke looked at the moon in the sky and looked at the surrounding environment. For him, Cuixin Palace has always been a forbidden place.

"West Phosphate Mine?" Yang Zifan has never heard of this name, but looking at the structure of the crystal just now, it seems to be a little familiar, like something left by the red-squamous snake.

It's just that the crystal is red.

"Let's go. I don't want to stay here." Moke looked around and shrank to remind him.

"Hey, you two, can you wait for me, the immortal?"

When the two were about to leave the Cuixin Palace, a bald head suddenly appeared in the tunnel.

"Who?"

"Who are you?"

"An old man." The bald head climbed up and patted the floating ash on his body. A pair of small eyes on his wrinkled face looked around for a while and stretched out his waist: "It's really comfortable outside."

Facing the sudden appearance of the characters, Yang Zifan and Mo Ke looked at each other in con's face.

"Don't look down on the old man." When the old man saw the eyes of the two, he blew a pair of white beards under his nose and said seriously.

Yang Zifan looked at the old man, and the other party's cultivation was around the Yuanying period, but when he and Moke just escaped, no one followed him.

The old man seemed to be able to see his mind clearly and touched his nose and said, "You two are too low."

The meaning of the words is that Yang Zifan and Mo Ke's cultivation are too low to feel him.

"Ah, where did you old man come from?" Moke thought he was a master, but after a closer look, he found that he did not ask as he thought.

"Fuck out of prison." The old man pointed to the hole in the ground, cracked his white teeth and looked at Yang Zifan with a smile and said, "You are good at putting fire."

"What did an old man in his infancy say?" Moke was a little dissatisfied that he didn't judge himself and pretended to be fierce.

"You two are just Yuanying's cultivation. The old man, I'm at least a little older than you. Are you not qualified to teach two descendants?" The old man was stubborn, fearless, and commented with his waist crossed.

Yang Zifan looked at the old man and felt a little strange. Mo Ke didn't care whether the other party was strange or not. What was the old man in Yiyuan's infant period afraid of and scolded, "Then I'll take a look at your good move."

The old man sneered and said, "Come on, the old man hasn't done anything for many years. Don't blame my ruthlessness."

Moke shouted and only popped out a grain of smoke. The old man was unaware of it. The smoke penetrated into his body. The old man's face changed from red to white, and then from white to purple. He collapsed to the ground and gasped, "Oh, you cheated, the old man can't... I can't do it anymore." He rolled his eyes.

Moke snorted coldly, "Master, you are really awesome."

Yang Zifan stared at him and turned his palm. The spirit of Qinglian aroused the vitality around him, touched the Zhenyuan in the old man's body, and turned away the bayonet-like smoke and dust.

As soon as the old man recovered, he immediately jumped up and pointed to Mo Ke and said, "Don't force me to take action. I just took your move when you are descendants."

"Go!" Mo Ke didn't bother to pay attention to him. In his world, he was reluctant to contact the weak. He said to Yang Zifan, "Let's go quickly. It's almost dawn. It always feels very chilly in this place."

"Hey, boy, you are a good man. I advise you not to run with him and follow me to do promising things!" The old man seemed to feel that Yang Zifan could speak better and said with a smile.

Yang Zifan looked at the sky and knew that staying in the Cuixin Palace was not good for Mo Ke, so he said, "Senior, my friend is not suitable to stay here. The boy is going to send him out. Would you like to go with him?"

As soon as Mo Ke heard that Yang Zifan, a "good man", was going to take the old man with him, he said angrily, "Hey, Yang Zifan, don't forget our situation now. You take an old man with you. What if they come?"

Yang Zifan grabbed his head and smiled, "Young people should respect the old and love the young."

He has his intention to follow him quietly, and the words explained by ordinary people are a little unreasonable.

"I heard that the boy invited me out." The old man stared at Mo Ke with his little eyes.

When Yang Zifan saw that Mo Ke was going to do it again, he quickly grabbed their shoulders and said, "Get ready, let's go!"

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Cuixin Lake is a very strange place. It does not belong to the fairyland, the virtual world, or the mortal world. This is like a land of nothingness, connecting the mortal world and the virtual world.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the door of the virtual world was originally connoissezable with the mortal world, but the Taoist heart of the virtual world and the fairy world were different. After years of continuous wars, some great sages could not bear to see mortals suffer and resolutely interrupted the connection between the mortal world and the virtual world with their strong cultivation, so the area of Cuixin Lake appeared.

Therefore, the virtual world later needed to pass through this area to enter the mortal world. However, thousands of years ago, two great sages appeared between the virtual world and the mortal world at the same time. The two seemed to have reached a consensus to seal the entrance of the virtual world and Cuixin Lake. Since then, the word virtual world has almost disappeared in the world, but it is still recorded in Cuixin Lake. It's just that generations of Cuixin Lake guards have never seen the virtual world figures again for thousands of years. Time is the cruelest sharp blade for knowledge and cognition. After a long time, the Cuixin Lake guards began to forget the characteristics of the virtual world characters. This hit the signboard that mortals are not allowed to enter.

Anyone who enters the Cuixin Lake area is classified as a virtual demon general, so Yang Zifan will be locked up as a demon general indiscriminately.

Of course, Yang Zifan and Mo Ke don't know these things.

The old man knew, but Yang Zifan didn't ask him and couldn't remember to explain this matter, and Yang Zifan moved three times in a row and didn't give him a chance to say it.

The third move is over.

The old man's face was pale, and he squeezed out a sentence from his trembling mouth: "No, no..."

Yang Zifan stopped quickly, only to find that he could not stand the pressure brought by the movement. He almost collapsed and stopped quickly.

The old man sat on the ground and gasped, "Oh, how can I run out more than going to prison?"

Looking at him, it doesn't seem to be pretending. Yang Zifan is a little puzzled whether his judgment is wrong.

Moke laughed and said, "I said don't take him with you. Look at it now."

Yang Zifan smiled apologeticly and looked at the surrounding scenery.

The breeze is gentle, and the green grass is wild, like a beautiful grassland.

Moke glanced over his head strangely and said to himself, why is Yang Zifan different from before?

The old man gasped and noticed the scenery around him. He narrowed his little eyes and immediately scolded, "Where did you take this boy? I'm going home. There is an old woman in my family."

Suddenly, the corners of his mouth trembled, as if he thought of something terrible, and pointed to Yang Zifan and said, "Kid, are you going to abduct the old man away? I warn you not to pay my attention.

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Yang Zifan couldn't laugh or cry, and quickly explained, "Senior, I don't have any other ideas, but I didn't think about it for a moment."

The old man turned his little eyes and looked at him, as if asking if it was true.

Yang Zifan nodded,

He rubbed his nose on the grass and stood up and said, "Kid, I forgive you this time. The road is in front of us. Let's go one side!"

Mo Ke, who looked at the scenery, said coldly, "If you want to get out, get out of here. Don't grind here."

"Kid, speak with some virtue." The old man looked at him with deep meaning and walked west.

"Good job, senior!"

Only Yang Zifan can say this. In his eyes, the elderly are generally seniors and will not look up to themselves because of the other party's cultivation.

I turned around and smiled at him, "It's not easy to go back."

"I'm sick!" Moke laughed at Yang Zifan.

Yang Zifan shrugged his shoulders. He has his own principles. Even if others laugh at him, it doesn't matter.

He saw the old man disappear on the grassland and said, "Let's go! Is it time to go back now? It's uncomfortable for me to stay here. You should know the way!"

Mo Ke said, "I know, but I have never walked through it."

Yang Zifan smiled and said, "Know that you came out for the first time, I really don't understand that the virtual world is your home. What do you come to the mortal world?"

Mo Ke's eyebrows moved, as if Yang Zifan's words touched some of his worries: "If I hadn't met you, I would be very chic and comfortable."

"Shangjiao...comfortable..." Yang Zifan looked up at the sky and squinted at the depths of the prairie: "As a monk, this thing has long been gone."

It's old-fashioned.

"Kid, you've only lived for a few years. Let's go."

After saying that, he disappeared on the grassland.

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has been moved many times, from grassland to desert, from desert to river, from river to grassland, and from grassland to desert, river, river...

The landing point finally appeared in a snowy field.

If it hadn't been for Moke's very serious and serious appearance, Yang Zifan would have suspected that he had taken a big circle with him.

Flying snowflakes, like the cold wind of a knife.

Two people are located at the top of the cliff.

Yang Zifan looked at the large blank sky outside the cliff and wondered, "Brother Moke, is it really that difficult to get out of Cuixin Lake?"

Moke said seriously, "Although Cuixin Lake is in the mortal world, it is exactly a certain distance from the mortal world."

"What do you say?"

"There is a pipe between the mortal world and Cuixin Lake. You need to walk through the door between the pipes from here to there."

"Door?" Yang Zifan grabbed his head and said, "If this is the case, there should be someone guarding the door."

"Yes!" Moke stretched out his finger and said, "To be precise, there is a fairy guard at the level of a golden fairy."

"Golden Fairy!" Yang Zifan took a deep breath. He had never known how the fairyland was graded. He took the opportunity to ask, "How on earth is the fairyland graded?"

Moke is a figure in the virtual world who naturally knows his enemies very well and explains: "Immortal soldiers, immortal generals, Shangxian, Jinxian, Daluo Jinxian, Xuanxian, Xuantian Jinxian, Shihito and superiors, which are divided into nine levels."

When Yang Zifan heard this, he suddenly realized why Xuanzi was so powerful. He didn't even have a chance to resist in front of him. That was the sixth level of the fairy world. Suddenly, he was curious about which realm the emperor of the fairy world led to.

So he asked carefully, "What about the Emperor of Heaven?"

Heavenly Emperor...

Moke looked at him strangely.

Yang Zifan didn't know, so he asked, "What's wrong with him?"

"He is the boss of the fairyland. How can I know?"

Moke stared at his big blue eyes, which were very "cute" and was completely speechless for Yang Zifan.

Of course, Yang Zifan won't tell him that Emperor Tian asked him to be his apprentice, and can Yi Xuanzi take what he said seriously? He is deeply suspicious.

Moke rubbed his body and walked out to the edge of the cliff.

The snow fell from the cliff and made a rustling sound.

Yang Zifan grabbed him and said, "What are you doing? Jinxian, can we deal with it?"

Moke laughed and said, "What are you worried about? Will I be so stupid? I'm just looking at the scenery here.

"Do you want to fight?" Yang Zifan didn't expect Moke to stimulate himself and laughed and scolded, "Is there anything else?"

Moke said, "Of course, there is still a gap between heaven and earth, let alone in one world. Otherwise, how can the monsters of Cuixin Lake run to the mortal world?"

"So there is another door here?" Yang Zifan suddenly understood.

"Ye, although I haven't been here, I have seen it in some classics in the virtual world." Moke nodded.

Yang Zifan looked out of the cliff and said, "Although it is in the classics, is it really there?"

Mo Ke glanced at him and said, "If immortals can find a way down to earth, can't we?"

"Do you mean?" Yang Zifan thought of some possibilities, and Mo Ke smiled and closed his mouth.

Yang Zifan knew that Moke had regarded himself as a friend, or he would not have told himself so many things.

"How can we get there?"

Mo Ke motioned Yang Zifan to retreat, took out two earthy yellow incense sticks from his pocket, and cast spells to insert two small incense into the snow.

It is also strange to say that I don't know what material the two small fragrances are made of. In the ice and snow, there is a heavy snowfall in the sky. There is no sign of extinguishing the fragrance, but the fragrant Mars is getting more and more beautiful in the cold wind.

A wisp of green smoke, like fog, like clouds.

slowly drifted towards a corner of the sky, and then seemed to find some kind of gap in the sky, and the smoke slowly fell into it.

Mo Ke said, "That's it."

Yang Zifan looked at the two little fragrances in surprise.

It's amazing to be able to detect the gap between heaven and earth.

Seeing a pair of shiny eyes on the snow, Moke quickly extinguished the two small fragrances and received them in his arms.

"stingy." Yang Zifan despised him for a moment.

The two showed their bodies, flew up and flew away in the direction pointed by the green smoke.

The green smoke dragged the last tail and disappeared, but Yang Zifan flew like two wild geese, flying into the air gracefully.

just flew into the air, and the only thing that changed was that some fresh snowflakes fell on the two people.

Mo Ke was stunned in his place.

Yang Zifan looked at him innocently.

"What the hell is going on?"

The two people floating in the sky stared with blue eyes and unconsciously.

Somewhere on the prairie, an old man broke his finger, looked at the sky, looked at the ground, and said to himself, "It seems that I forgot to tell the kind boy that the exit of the snow mountain has been sealed."

If someone is here, he will definitely sigh about his tragedy.

If the old man is not confused, the two fools on the snowy mountain will not fly low over and over again, and will not forget to burn a column of incense from time to time.

If God gives him another chance, Yang Zifan will definitely say: "If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer losses in front of you."

However, this sentence seems to be a little wrong...