After leaving the Lingdan Pavilion, Ye Chen jogged all the way to Lingcao Garden.

What's different from the previous few times was that this time he came, he didn't hear the sound of the disciple named Li San having sex with his female disciple. Perhaps Li San was beaten up very hard in the outer competition, so he was lying on the hospital bed and whining.

Without paying attention to these things, Ye Chen walked into the gate of Lingcao Garden and headed straight for Lingcao.

He knew that he would enter the inner gate in three days, and there were very few opportunities to come to the Lingcao Garden to pick the spiritual meadows, so he borrowed Xu Fu's token to plunder it before entering the inner gate.

In fact, he has done so now.

Holding Xu Fu's token, he was quite confident. He stuffed all the storage bags all the way like a robber, so that the places he walked were mostly bare.

"The alchemy is extremely costly, I can't blame me for this." While stuffing the spirit grass into the storage bag, Ye Chen did not forget to find a very legitimate reason for himself.

It was late at night, and he was still busy among the spiritual herbs in the Lingcao Garden, and the storage bags prepared in advance were stuffed.

"It's enough for me to use it for a long time." After patting the bulging storage bags, Ye Chen finally let go of the pieces of spiritual herbs filled with spiritual energy.

"Let's go." Take a deep breath and Ye Chen is about to leave.

However, as soon as he turned his back, he touched his chin again and looked into the depths of the Lingcao Garden.

He clearly remembered that there was a cliff at the end of the Lingcao Garden, and there was something strange under the cliff, which made his true fire afraid. Now that he came again, he still couldn't help but walk over again with curiosity.

When he arrived at the end of Lingcao Garden for the second time, he stood on the edge of the cliff and looked down.

The cliff is still towering. When he looks down, he can still see the flying clouds and mist. Every time he looks down, it feels like he is looking at a bottomless abyss, and his mind feels like he is about to be swallowed.

Buzz!

At this moment, the true fire in his pill sea fluctuated again, as if he was afraid, and he was huddled on the edge of Ye Chen's pill sea. Although the flames were beating, he could feel that the true fire was trembling.

"What's down there that makes you so scared." Looking at Danhai Zhenhuo, Ye Chen couldn't help scratching his head.

Suddenly, a breeze blew by, which made him shudder.

Subconsciously glanced around, Ye Chen coughed dryly. It was too strange here, especially the true fire trembled in the sea of ​​elixir, which gave him a feeling of chill all over his body.

"It is not suitable to stay here for a long time." Thinking in his mind, Ye Chen turned around without hesitation.

However, just as he turned around and one foot was lifted, a powerful and irresistible suction suddenly surged from behind him. Before the soles of his feet landed, he was sucked in the spot.

"What's wrong?" Ye Chen felt awe-inspiring inside. He wanted to move, but was bound by a strange force. He only knew that his body was falling rapidly. The whistling wind around him was like a sharp knife, causing him to sting all over his body.

Not only that, his true energy and the right to speak were also deprived of his body, and he could only let the powerful force drag him to the bottom of the cliff.

Soon, he felt a darkness in front of him, and his body fell down seemed to have entered a bottomless abyss. All he could see was pitch black, making people think he had fallen into hell.

The heaven and earth fell into silence at this time.

At some point, at the bottom of the dark cliff, Ye Chen felt his feet hit the ground smoothly, and even the confinement in his body disappeared.

Zheng!

After regaining his ability to move, he flipped his hands and took out the Chixiao Sword, then took out the illuminated spirit bead, staring at the surroundings, and the dark bottom of the cliff gave him a creepy feeling.

With the light of the spirit bead, he could see clearly the scene around him.

This is a dead and deep place, with no flowers, trees, no vitality, and it is hazy everywhere. There is sandy land under his feet, which is very soft when stepped on, but he also vaguely saw many half-covered dead bones.

In addition to these, he could see a broken altar. The altar seemed to have been around for a long time, full of traces of the vicissitudes of time, with blood stains on it, and many runes that he couldn't understand.

Um?

After glanced at the altar, Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a human-shaped stone statue on the broken altar. It kept sitting cross-legged. When you looked closely, you could still tell that it was an old man.

"How could I be brought here?" The eyes became bright and dark.

"What is the origin of this cliff?"

"And..." Speaking of this, Ye Chen couldn't help but glance at the true fire of Danhai, and his true fire appeared. At this moment, the flames were beating even more violently, fearing that it would tremble.

"Little friend." Just as I was thinking, an old and ethereal voice suddenly rang out.

"Who?" He suddenly held the Chixiao Sword tightly. Ye Chen looked around vigilantly. Cold sweat was soaked from his forehead, and his heart was beating constantly. It was too strange here. He couldn't even hear where the words just now came from.

"My friend." The old and ethereal voice sounded again.

"Who?" Ye Chen subconsciously took a step back, holding the hand of the Chixiao Sword, and couldn't help but increase his strength.

"Behind you." The old voice was still ethereal, and full of the vicissitudes of time.

Hearing this, Ye Chen suddenly turned around. Although the sound was misty, he still heard the source. He was talking about the human-shaped stone statue sitting cross-legged on the altar behind him.

"You..." Ye Chen took a step back again at the human-shaped stone statue on the altar in a daze.

But soon, he was surprised to find that the broken altar was not a stone statue sitting cross-legged, but a man, because his body was covered with heavy dust, which made people think it was a stone statue at first glance.

When Ye Chen went, the old man slowly opened his eyes.

When these eyes opened, Ye Chen subconsciously took a step back again, because one of the eyes of the man was empty, without eyeballs, without pupils, just a black hole, while the other eye was extremely strange, like an abyss, and could not see at first glance.

"Who are you?" Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and he looked alert. He never thought that there was such a person under the cliff.

"Jiang Taixu." The old man's words were weak, and his voice was so low that he could hardly hear them.

"Jiang Taixu?" Ye Chen's eyes turned, and he was very sure that he had never heard of this person, at least he had never heard of it in Da Chu.

Thinking to himself, Ye Chen looked at Jiang Taixu up and down. Although he opened his eyes, he did not move. The dust on his body was also very heavy, and a strong dead aura was lingering all over his body, which was so old that he seemed to crawl out of a coffin.

"Why are you hiding under the cliff of my Hengyue Sect?" While looking at Jiang Taixu, Ye Chen stared at Jiang Taixu again, hoping that some clues could be seen from Jiang Taixu's words and deeds.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Taixu couldn't help but smile, "I was already here before the establishment of the Hengyue Sect, and I sat there for five thousand years."

"Five...5,000 years?" Even Ye Chen's concentration, he couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard the three words "5,000 years".

Five thousand years, what is this concept? He can't imagine.

Although the life span of a cultivator is far higher than that of a mortal, he is not without boundaries. A cultivator in the Lingxu realm can live at most three hundred years, and a person with a cultivation level in the Kongming realm can live for five hundred years. Even the legendary cultivator in the Heaven Realm cannot escape the fate of a thousand years. Five thousand years is what kind of cultivation that can reach the sky and the earth can last.

"Five thousand years, this old man crawled out of the coffin!" Looking up and down at Jiang Taixu on the altar again, Ye Chen swallowed hard. After five thousand years, the turtle had become a tortoise.

Ye Chen's expression suddenly became wonderful. Being able to live for five thousand years is a despicable move. He actually sat for five thousand years. This is the most scary thing. You must know that Jiang Taixu has experienced not only the vicissitudes of time, but also the loneliness of the endless years.

The shock in his heart made Ye Chen forget his vigilance and looked at Jiang Taixu tentatively, "Senior, have you really lived for five thousand years?"

Jiang Taixu didn't say anything, just nodded gently.
Chapter completed!