Chapter 149 The White-haired Old man in the realm of the congenital golden elixir

When the sun goes down, the moon rises. Unfortunately, the shallow crescent moon does not shine on the dark night.

Lin Xiang knelt in front of the huge tomb, and tears surged up, as if he was afraid of waking up his sleeping parents and villagers. His voice was low, pouring out the joys and sorrows over the years. Xuantianzong, Master, Liu Xiangzhen, Wufeng Dabi, Su Yuqing, Ling Fei... In the end, he even said something about his previous life.

There were only messy vegetation around, and it was just a dark night when he looked up. No one responded to him, but he still whispered, like a returning wanderer telling his relatives about his experience of going out.

It turns out that crying is a very physical and spiritual thing. When the last star disappeared in the moon-white sky, the exhausted forest fell to the ground, lay down in front of the tombstone and fell asleep.

Even though Linshang had fallen asleep, his lips still slowly opened and closed, as if to bring reality into a dream.

The morning breeze made the weeds and leaves rustle, and the first sunlight shone on Linshang through the swaying branches and leaves.

Linshang didn't wake up until sunset. He stood up, glanced at the huge tomb, and was suddenly stunned.

According to reason, Linshang is the only person who survived in Yuhang Town, and no one should come to worship this grave. In the past four years, Lin Shang has not been here, and the people of Xuantianzong are even less likely to come here. That is to say, this tomb should be full of weeds more than one person tall like other places. However, the weeds on and around the grave are only more than half a foot high, which is very different from those in other places. If it is because of resentment or something, Linshang will definitely not believe it. I guess everyone who has lived in the 21st century will not believe it. After all, the more corpses there are, the more lush the vegetation is, which is a basic common sense. Well, there is only one explanation, that is, someone has been here.

Linshang woke up and quickly looked around without any trace of man or beast. Linshang frowned and felt that there was still no trace of the earth. Then she sighed slightly, walked to the grave, removed the half-foot-high weeds one by one, and threw them into the weed pile next to her.

Who the hell is it? Are there any other survived?

Linshang, who was pulling the grass, shook and stopped, but then shook his head, smiled bitterly, and threw the weeds in his hand aside.

"Impossible... In the face of a monk in the realm of innate golden elixir, how can a mortal escape... If he has killed 107 people, how can he leave one not to kill? Impossible..."

Although the grave is very large, if Linshang exerts all his strength, all the weeds can be removed in a moment. But he just pulled out every weed and threw it aside slowly, one by one.

When Lin Shang pulled out the last weed and threw it away, the sun had set and the sky gradually darkened, and the day was coming to an end.

Linshang walked to the tombstone, looked at it carefully, exhaled gently, nodded with satisfaction, as if he had done a great thing, smiled faintly and whispered, "My son didn't do filial piety to you two elders, so he could only sweep the tomb to make everyone live more comfortably."

As soon as the words fell, Linshang's face changed in an instant and he turned his head to look at the sky.

A white light approached quickly and flew over the tomb in one breath. The white light flashed, revealing an old man in a wide white robe. Although this old man's face is full of wrinkles, he is quite elegant, his hair is white, and his face is mediocre. He actually has a little crane bone fairy style and looks like a master, which makes people have some respect at first glance.

"Connate Golden Dan Realm Monk?! Why did he come here?!"

Linshang frowned and thought that the people of Yuhang Town were a congenital golden elixir monk. At that time, a trace of murderousness flashed in her eyes, and she held the long sword at her waist tightly in her left hand and was on guard.

The old man glanced at Linshang and looked surprised, as if he had seen some strange beast. He settled down, looked at Linshang again, and his eyes flashed next to Linshang.

"Little brother, are you?" The old man arched his hand slightly and said.

Lin Shang took two steps forward, frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I'm... their son." With that, he pointed to the grave next to him.

"Are you from Yuhang Town?" The white-haired old man was shocked.

"Hmm." Linshang nodded and his eyes flashed, "Who is the senior?"

"I am a scattered practice, with no door and no school, and I am free alone." The white-haired old man stroked his beard, "I think the little brother is also my cultivation person. I don't know which school it is?"

"I go out to seek revenge, and I can't say the name of the teacher anymore, so as not to be criticized. Just say that you have returned from going out. Maybe the murderer will come to you by himself when he knows it.

Linshang blinked and said, "It's a coincidence that the younger generation is also a free practice. I went out for a trip five years ago, and I didn't know that one hundred and seven people in Yuhang Town had been killed until today. With that, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, glanced at the white-haired old man, frowned and continued, "I don't know what's wrong with my predecessor coming to Yuhang Town?"

The white-haired old man nodded, glanced at the grave, stroked his beard, and said, "I traveled around the world. After two years, I saw the resentment of this place, so I came down to investigate and found this grave, which surprised me. Later, when I heard about the tragedy in Yuhang Town in other towns, I couldn't help but feel pity, so I came to see every year to remove weeds and sweep tombs, even to resolve the crime for the murderer.

"A monk in the realm of innate golden elixir will have mercy for the tragic death of more than 100 people?"

Linshang's eyes flashed and arched his hand and said, "That's really thanks to the seniors. But..." He said and turned his eyes, "What does the senior mean by resolving the crime for the murderer? Do the seniors also pity the murderer?

The white-haired old man shook his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "The little brother misunderstood. I didn't pity the murderer, but felt sad for the murderer. At the same time, it is also to save some reputation for my cultivation world.

"Do you know who will do such a terrible thing?" Linshang arched her hand.

"I don't know that." The white-haired old man stroked his beard, pondered for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Little brother, what enemies do you have outside?"

"Why does this old man always test me? What's his purpose?"

Linshang's eyes flashed, turned his heart, and said, "When the younger generation goes out to travel, it is inevitable to fight with others. There must be enemies. The seniors travel around the world. I don't know if they know a Xiuzhen family surnamed Che? With that, he stared closely at the eyes of the white-haired old man. As long as he lied, his pupils would shrink. It was just a human instinctive reaction, and even the innate golden elixir could not be avoided.

I saw the white-haired old man blink his eyes and his pupils remained unchanged. He said leisurely, "Che family, I have indeed heard that Che Yunbo, the owner of the Che family, is also a cultivation of the realm of innate golden elixir. I really want to compete with him, but unfortunately I can't see it."

Seeing that the white-haired old man's pupil remained unchanged, Lin Shan was puzzled for a moment and heard him say that he knew the car family. At that time, his eyes flashed sharply and he quickly said, "Is his name is Che Yunbo? Do you know where the car is?

After saying that, Linshang's face changed and he secretly said that he was too presumptuous. He quickly arched his hand and said, "The younger generation is anxious to offend. Please forgive me. The Che family may be the fierce beast that slaughtered me in Yuhang Town. If the seniors know it, please don't hesitate to tell the younger generation. The younger generation is very grateful!"

The white-haired old man frowned slightly, as if searching for memories. For a long time, he shook his head slowly and said, "I have only heard of Che Yunbo, but I don't know where he lives."

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