2339: C2339 What a Pity

C2339 What a Pity

It was Ye Qian's first time seeing someone as big as himself being suppressed in a cave beneath the Erhai Sea.

Hearing the laughter coming from inside the cave, Ye Qian and the others looked at each other in dismay.

Although the three of them did not enter the cave, Ye Qian knew in his heart that the person locked inside Erhai's cave mansion was no stranger. It was none other than Dian Cang, Sect Leader and Lu Mingyang.

Ye Qian did not know why the hermit who was in charge of listening to cattle in the southwest was imprisoned here.

"Let's go in and take a look."

After pausing for a moment, Ye Qian turned around and said to the two confidants beside him.

Nangong Miaomiao and Ye Qingxuan nodded and followed Ye Qian into the dark cave.

The abode used to imprison criminals was not as spacious as he had imagined. It was only a square inch of land. The furnishings inside the abode were also very simple. There was a bed and a very simple set of stone tables and stools.

At this moment, an old Taoist in a white robe was sitting beside a stone table. He was looking at Ye Qian and the other two who walked in from outside with a smile.

Of course, at this moment, Ye Qian and the other two were also sizing up this old Taoist.

In Ye Qian's eyes, this old Daoist Priest's cultivation was not weak. It was just that his cultivation and mana were sealed and he could not use it.

Looking back at the old Daoist Priest's face, he did not seem depressed at all. His Daoist robe and snow-white hair were also very neat and tidy. He did not seem like a destitute, imprisoned person.

When Ye Qian arrived in front of the old Daoist Priest, he did not hold back and sat opposite him. The smile on his face became more and more brilliant.

The two of them stared at each other for a long time before the old Daoist smiled and said, "Humans like Eastern Demon God are bloodthirsty, easy to kill and brutal in methods. Seeing him today has really broadened the old Daoist's horizons. If others had not spoken of it, would this old Taoist really think that you are a weak scholar? "

So what if you're Eastern Demon God? So what if you're a scholar? You're nothing more than a piece of sh * t. Just like you, the dignified Dian Cang and Sect Leader who have stepped into the Sky Origin Stage. To be willing to be imprisoned in this dark sea, can't you laugh?

The old Daoist was surprised for a moment, then immediately laughed and asked a question in reply.

"How do you know that the old Taoist was willingly imprisoned?"

Ye Qian explained, "Old Taoist, you can lie to others, but can you lie to me? Your cultivation may seem like it's sealed, but in reality, the things sealing you are just a bunch of ants. Great Monk Jiekong, Sect Leader Taixu, what kind of people are they? Can they seal you with the power of those three-legged cats? Furthermore, the arrays set up outside do not even count as picking people's teeth. If you want to walk out of here, it will only take a few minutes. "

"Old Daoist Priest, why must you suffer so much for the sake of others?"

Ye Qian's words became more and more rude as he faced the white-clothed Taoist.

As for that white-clothed old man, he seemed to have been seen through. He first narrowed his eyes and smiled, then a trace of indescribable pain emerged from the corner of his mouth.

"It's not for anyone else, it's just that I'm tired and want to take the opportunity to rest."

"After all, the cultivation of Sanlang is just a matter of heart and soul. As for where I should cultivate it, it's not a problem."

Hearing the old Daoist's words, Ye Qian immediately revealed a carefree expression.

"Now that Dian Cang is dead, old Taoist, as Dian Cang's son, are you really going to sit back and do nothing? Is your nature really calm? "

Ye Qian continued asking.

The old Taoist stared blankly for a moment and then casually waved his hand, "Sons have their own children and grandchildren. Poverty-stricken People has already done everything he can for them. He has already taught them everything he can teach them. They are going to wade in this muddy water today, so naturally, all the retribution will be borne by them. Poverty-stricken People can't care that much. "

"You really don't care?" Ye Qian said once again.

"I don't care." The Daoist priest was so determined that he didn't even bother to look up.

Seeing the old Daoist's determined look, Ye Qian's mood gradually relaxed as a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Ye Qian slowly stood up without saying anything else.0

Then, with a wave of his hand, several purple urns appeared out of nowhere on the stone table. The fragrance of the wine filled the entire cave.

The pure aroma of the wine was enough to captivate the white-clothed cultivator. His expression revealed a hint of desire within his excitement.

As for Ye Qian, after leaving behind the few jars of wine, he had nothing else to say. He brought Nangong Miaomiao and Ye Qingxuan and slowly walked towards the entrance of the cave.

"Heartless Love, Xiao Rou, let's go back."

As he looked at Ye Qian's proud and aloof back, the Daoist Priest was slightly flustered.

He quickly stood up and wanted to call out to Ye Qian, but he swallowed the words that were about to leave his mouth.

It wasn't until Ye Qian and the other two slowly stepped out of the cave that the Daoist Priest sat down with a sorrowful look on his face.

"Sigh, forget it, forget it. Whatever he had planted and the fruits he had obtained, no matter how bitter or bitter they were, they would still have to swallow them all. The vast Immortal Cloud Dao was so close, but was so dazzled by the prosperity and prosperity of the mortal world … it was well-deserved to be taught a lesson. "

As he said that, the Daoist Priest impatiently opened the purple gold urn left behind by Ye Qian and began to drink to his heart's content.

"Good wine, what a good wine."

Although Ye Qian and the other two had already left the eccentric cave, the white-clothed Daoist's exclamation was like a cloud of smoke that kept coming out from the cave.

Hearing this, Nangong Miaomiao was puzzled. She turned to Ye Qian and asked, "Float, is he really Dian Cang, Lu Mingyang? Why does he look so strange?"

However, Ye Qian smiled faintly and said, "Not at all. Not at all. Legend has it that Lu Mingyang is a genius in cultivation, and his talent and intelligence are both exceptionally high. Moreover, in the Southwest Realm, he was the person with the best body to follow the Dao of the Heavens. He purposefully imprisoned himself here because he did not want to be tainted by the karma of the mortal world. "

"But Dian Cang is full of his disciples, can he really let them go?" Ye Qingxuan's face was filled with astonishment as she followed up with a question.

"If he can let it go, he can. If he can't let it go, he has to let it go. This is because this Lu Mingyang cultivates the Dao of Merciless. If he were to turn back and his dao heart is damaged, all his previous efforts would have been in vain. "

As he spoke, Ye Qian couldn't help but turn his head and look at the pitch black cave with a smile on his face.

"What a pity, such a pity."

Ye Qian said it was a pity, but the others couldn't understand what he meant.

Perhaps only the intelligent Ye Qingxuan noticed this. Ye Qian's so-called high probability of being a pity had something to do with the few jars of wine he left in his cave.

While Ye Qian and the other two people were talking at the bottom of the Erhai Lake, on the Azure Mountain Road, which was thousands of feet high, a black figure holding a Pig Slaughtering Knife was emitting an Asura aura.

"Halt, who are you? You dare to barge into my Azure Mountain Sect?"

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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