Zhuxian Town in the early morning reflects the morning light, warm and gentle.

In the bustling crowd, Ye Chen came with his outfit, and his old friend passed away one after another, which could not stop his fortune telling intentions. He was still the same restaurant, and the dilapidated tables and chairs, accompanying him.

Thirty-six years ago, he is old, with gray hair and a very long beard.

At this moment, there is no need to disguise anymore. He is a real old man. His wasted years cannot hide his old attitude. One day, he will fall back to his roots.

When people get old, their minds become more and more confused. When they sit there, they will always be stunned.

So much so that even if someone comes, he doesn't know.

A woman stood in front of the fortune telling table, wearing a blue dress, without causing dust, her eyes were clean and clear like water. She was looking at him tentatively, "Holy Lord, is it you?"

Hearing the sound, Ye Chen raised his head and saw a familiar cheek.

That is the Star and Moon Saint, a person from the Star and Moon Palace in his previous life.

Speaking of her, people always remind people of another person: Ye Xingchen. Ye Xingchen made a lot of noise for her back then, but luck made people mess with her. They who wanted to be ordinary, but because of the Zhuxian Sword, they were supposed to have a beautiful marriage, which was broken.

Ye Chen still remembers the bloody scene back then. Ye Xingchen, who was bleeding, lying in the arms of the Star Moon Saint, was so miserable.

"It's really you." The Saint of Star and Moon said excitedly. Although Ye Chen looked old, as a cultivator, she still recognized her at a glance. She never expected that she would be surprised to see the tenth emperor of the Great Chu in an ancient mortal star. There were countless star fields from her hometown.

"Don't come well." Ye Chen smiled gently. It was not surprising that she could see the Star and Moon Saint here. Now she is so similar to Long Wu back then. Long Wu is looking for the reincarnated Dongfang Yuling, and she is also looking for her reincarnation Ye Xingchen.

The Star and Moon Saint also smiled, with water mist in her eyes, and she stared at Ye Chen in a daze. Ye Xingchen was Ye Chen's body, and he looked exactly like the original. Looking at Ye Chen now, it was like looking at Ye Xingchen back then.

Three or five seconds later, she hurriedly wiped away her tears and said in confusion, "How could the Holy Lord be here? How could he be so old? And, what about your cultivation? Where is the origin and bloodline?"

"Cultivate the mortal practice." Ye Chen said with a smile.

"No wonder." The Star Moon Saint whispered lightly. She could see the seal in Ye Chen's body. It was so high that it was rare in the world. With her current Taoist practice, she could not solve it.

"Stop when you are tired." Ye Chen sighed. The cheeks of the Star Moon Saint's cheeks were really haggard. Most of them were all the way to find Ye Xingchen. Unfortunately, so many reincarnated people have found them, but there is no Ye Xingchen, as well as the sword emperor, Ouyang Wang, Dugu Ao, Nangong Yue, Huwa, Shen Xuanfeng... There are too many people, even he himself doesn't know where those heroic souls of the Great Chu have been reincarnated and whether they are still alive.

"I will find it." The Star and Moon Goddess smiled and tears, which was her lifelong belief.

When old friends meet, they only have a few words.

Before nightfall, the Saint of Star and Moon left and embarked on the journey to find Ye Xingchen. Her beautiful back looked particularly lonely in the dust of time.

Ye Chen also left, carrying his fortune telling outfit and walked towards the small garden.

He lived like this in many years after that, working from sunrise to sunset, like an emotionless walking corpse, repeating the same thing every day.

Time is like a knife, another ten years.

The Han Emperor passed away, the new emperor succeeded to the throne, and the imperial order to pardon the world was also posted. It was a benevolent and righteous ruler, at least, without any excessive taxes.

It has been ten years since Ye Chen has never been out of Zhuxian Town, and has never been absent from spring, autumn, winter and summer. He has been fortune-telling for all kinds of people, including killers and assassins, kings, princes, generals, and farmers and hunters. He has experienced the vicissitudes of the world and has seen many things in the world.

Times are changing, and he is changing, getting older and older.

On the bustling streets, there are old and small figures, which are very eye-catching.

It was Yang Fan and Xiao Yang Lan.

That's right, Yang Fan is old, and the only thing that remains unchanged is Xiao Yang Lan. Who would have thought that that little girl would be Yang Fan's sister. In the eyes of the world, she is like a child who is not old and will never grow up. She will always be two or three years old.

She was still so sensible that she came to deliver buns to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen smiled gently, like a kind and amiable old man.

After ten years, this little girl probably doesn't remember who her parents are, and the seal in her body is still not loose, and the sealed fate of the Heavenly Demon seems to be in a deep sleep.

The two left and went outside the town to worship their parents.

In the fifty years, the evil demon came and used his great power to seal the reincarnation of Qi who was about to die of illness. Then, he disappeared without a trace, and he did not even leave a word before leaving.

In the sixtieth year, someone from the Moon Palace was invited to come, and the ninth generation of palace masters came to worship Xia Lan. She was also a beautiful woman, but she was destined to be lonely for a lifetime.

In the seventy years, a new generation of martial arts leader came to see him, the martial arts myth, and asked him for advice on an offensive way, but he was defeated in a mess. Then, he abandoned his martial arts and lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests.

In the seventy years, Yang Fan smiled and went on the road to the underworld. He held Ye Chen's hand tightly before his death. It was Ye Chen back then, who changed his life. If it weren't for the intake that year, he would have starved to death on the streets, and there would have been no more than his current family.

The moment he closed his eyes, Xiao Yanglan cried heartbrokenly.

Ye Chen turned around, without saying a word, walked out of the room with an old pace.

Back then, it was Mr. Yang whom he sent away.

Now, it was him who sent Yang Fan away again.

He is really an old monster, living and dying for two generations, and even the emperors of the Han Dynasty had changed three. His old back reflected the vicissitudes of time.

Ten years of spring and autumn, ten years of winter and summer, ten years of flowers fade and bloom.

In the blink of an eye, it has been another thirty years since he came to Zhuxian Town.

This hundred years has been the life of a mortal.

Ye Chen sat quietly at the fortune-telling table, looking around. The bustling streets were no longer half of the people back then. Year after year, he watched them with his own eyes, growing old and dying. When it was late at night, he would bring good wine, take paper money, go to the grave to worship, chat with old friends, and talk to them about their current juniors.

Zhuxian Town is also the Zhuxian Town back then.

But his existence explains well what things are different from people.

At this moment, he smiled, and his smile was very vicissitudes.

At this moment, he truly understood, understood the meaning of the King of Humans, and experienced the life of a mortal, before he understood the true meaning of Tao.

The Tao of the mortal world is also the Tao, that is the Tao of the human world.

He suddenly realized, understood the way of the human world, and his old state of mind, and was reborn again.

During his transformation, as a half-immortal, he truly touched the bottleneck of the Great Sage. As long as the evil demon unsealed the seal, he could immediately enthrone the Great Sage. This is his fortune for a century of mortal transformation. This opportunity was given by the king of humans. This practice is more precious than the one who came from the Emperor.

Suddenly, snow fell from heaven and earth, and the white cage of heaven and earth was over.

Everyone on the street left hurriedly with their hands in their arms. When they passed by Ye Chen, they still stopped. I hope Ye Chen would close the stall earlier and go to the house to be warm and not to be frozen.

Ye Chen waved his hand gently, not because he was not cold, but because he was old and tired. After waiting for a hundred years, he no longer wanted to move his steps. He was tired and lay weakly on the table, closed his old eyes, letting the heavy snow fly, the cold wind remain cold, and the falling snowflakes dyed his clothes white, but the traces of vicissitudes of life could not be concealed.

In the snow, a wisp of wind blows, carrying the fragrance of a woman.

Ye Chen knew that the woman in the dream was coming again.

Even he could clearly feel that she was sitting at the fortune telling table.

"It's snowing." In the dream, the woman's lips opened slightly, her words were clear and beautiful, as if she was like the sound of nature in the sky, and like the misty fairy song. Every note was filled with the tenderness of the woman.

Her words were originally in illusion, but Ye Chen's old body trembled.

It was just because he could hear the woman in the dream.

It is because the voice of the girl in the dream is extremely familiar and has been engraved in the soul.

He suddenly raised his head and stared at the opposite side. The woman in the dream was turning into reality from the dream little by little, as if she had been carved out of thin air, carved out the appearance of the prosperous age and the charm of the peerless beauty. She was dressed in white and white, and was holier than the falling snow. She was like a fairy descending to the sky, not inseparable from the fireworks of the world, not contradicting the dust of the world, and was as beautiful as a dream.

"Fellow Daoist, can you calculate your marriage with the little woman?" Her eyes were filled with tears.
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