Jiuhuadao people, like an old child, and Ye Chu set up a nameless resentment.

"Why, this is again, I am really embarrassed."

Ye Chu is quite speechless. It seems that the grievances of the Jiuhua Dao and the Red Dust goddess are really small.

"I am wondering, how did she get you in the past, will not give you sleep?" Ye Chu smiled and asked.

"roll!"

Jiuhuadao people shouted: "What told her to sleep me, that dead pig wants to sleep me? No way!"

"Well, I don't care about your grievances with her. After you are resurrected, you can find her own account."

Ye Chu is also quite helpless. When he said that in the Jiuhua Red Dust, he thought that the Jiuhuadao and the Red Dust goddess were a pair of powerful fairy monks. I did not expect the mutual grievances between the two.

"Bad boy, you are waiting for me, this account I will check with you sooner or later..."

Jiuhua Dao’s anger has not disappeared, and he has gone to sleep again. It’s half a day after he wakes up.

I also got the Star Stone before. This old guy is now getting stronger and stronger, and even Ye Chu has sensed it. Maybe in the near future, he can resurrect like Elena.

It’s just that he may not be the same as Elena, thinking of the situation of Elena, Ye Chu is also a little hurt, and there is no news yet. I don’t know if I can find a woman who can let her show her life.

If she can't find it, her time is really not much. She must find a way to keep her life, otherwise she will be busy for a while.

Thinking of this, Ye Chu immediately started, holding a black iron sword and flying into the mining area.

......

Three days later, Ye Chu came out of the mining area.

A group of miners finally woke up from the dream. In the palace, some miners were light, some miners were still holding each other, and some were hanging on the pillars.

"Hey, what's wrong with me?"

"Have you seen the ghost, how can I climb the pillar?"

"Damn, what are you doing with me, what have you done to me..."

"What have you done to me, you killed this day, I don't think you have such a hobby..."

The miners in the palace and the management have all returned to the gods, slowly waking up, and the temple has become a pot of porridge.

"boom……"

"Booming..."

What was even more shocking to them happened again, and there was a sudden sound of horrible mountains moving outside.

A group of miners, supervisors, quickly ran out to see.

"God..."

"How is this..."

"Is the mine collapsed?"

"Damn, no?"

"How can it collapse?"

The original mountain range in front of it, thousands of miles of the original mountain range, is actually sinking.

The mountains sank, the dust was everywhere, the world and the earth shook, and the impact of the earth seemed to be cracked.

However, this vision did not last long. After a while, the mountain was no longer sinking. The original mountain range disappeared from the air. Instead, a dark canyon with a depth of several kilometers appeared.

The earth sank to nearly 12,000 kilometers. The height of the original mountain range was not so high. It was four or five kilometers high before it was dug. So it sank, but it turned into a deep valley with a depth of several kilometers. .

"This, what is going on here..."

"I saw the ghost, really, Tan supervisor, let us leave..."

"Yeah, this mine is definitely an accident, can't dig anymore..."

......

There was a pot of porridge in the mining area, but Ye Chu did not have the mood to pay attention to it.

On the second layer of the Shenshi vein, he successfully took his hand and transferred it to the **** mustard.

The story of the Taichen Holy City has come to an end. He has not stayed here for a long time. Although this holy city is good, he has to go to other places to take the veins.

......

A month later, the magic machine valley ancestral land, about 500,000 miles north, a human race town.

The population of the town is only four or five hundred people, and most of them are old, weak and sick. In the past, there were as many as four or five thousand people. Because of the advent of the magical ancestral land, and the tragic death of hundreds of billions of creatures there, the cultivators here are full of fear at the Magic Valley.

Anyone who has a bit of skill has fled to other places. The remaining four or five hundred people are mostly old and weak, or lazy, and they don’t want to move.

When Ye Chu came here, she even wanted to find a decent restaurant and could not only enter a yard that was fairly well decorated, and found a white-haired old man.

This old man is still a blind man. After Ye Chu came in, the old man said, "Is there a Taoist friend?"

“The predecessor’s perception is amazing...”

Although Ye Chu did not show the technique of concealing, but the breath still converges very well, but the old man still found him.

His cultivation is only about the level of the demon **** two or three, and it is not worth mentioning in today's super fairy field, let alone his eyes are still invisible.

"Oh, listening to your voice should not be very old."

The old man is still weaving bamboo baskets by hand: "Come on, sit down, young people, there are water wells, and you can drink water yourself."

"Thank you for your seniors."

Ye Chu did not polite with him. He took some water and drank himself. This yard is indeed good, but the place is a little bigger, and the old man lives alone. It is indeed a bit deserted.

"Predecessors, why didn't you find a companion, do you live here alone?" Ye Chu chatted with him.

The old man sighed: "I am an old nephew, who is willing to be with me, I am also very good to live here alone, and I have not lived for many years anyway..."

"You are self-proclaimed by your predecessors. I think your body is quite tough. It will not be a problem for a few thousand years." Ye Chu smiled and said.

This old man has a level of demon and two or three, looking for a few ladies, servants and the like, or looking for it. When Liu Yufei was still in the desert, her cultivation was only a natural world, and there were ordinary people in this area.

A demon-level cultivator, in the eyes of the lower-level cultivators, is like the immortal, and many people will be willing to tie them up.

"Young people are very sweet."

The old man smiled slightly: "Now this world can be different from the past. Although the old man said that I am blind, but my heart is like a mirror. The people in the town are gone, the magic machine valley ancestral land, this town There are not many people..."

"Why don't you go?" Ye Chu asked him.

The old man smiled and said: "The old man I lived here since I was a child. I haven't remembered how long it has been. I have feelings for it. It hasn't been many years anyway. What do they like when they love me?"

"It’s that those people are gone, and the old man has only got such a good yard to live in. It is a home of his own."

The old man is quite content, this yard was not his, and his yard was much more broken, because almost everyone in the town was gone. So the rest of them can live in the yard, and he picks this one.

"You really want to open."

Ye Chu praised the old man's state of mind. In any case, he was really seeing through it.

It is more thorough than most of the cultivators. Even if there is the strength of the two gods, it seems that he rarely uses the power of the spirit, just as simple as an old craftsman.

Although there is only one person who is lonely and lonely, this is his way of life. Maybe this lifestyle is what he likes and he is happy than most people.