If you want to find the Demon Shadow, Chen Qingyang must first find the ancient town before he can get in touch with the outer forces of the Chengxian Gate.

"You will be there after walking for more than a hundred miles west. If you arrive at the ancient town and go to the blacksmith shop to find a cripple, you will say that the old Taoist asked you to come over and he will help you contact the gate of the immortals." said the Taoist Ghost Pupil.

Chen Qingyang was immediately delighted, and he folded his fists and bowed slightly and said, "Thank you, senior."

He was also thinking about how he would find the outer sect forces of the Immortal Sect after Cao Wangkong left. Now that it would be much easier with the help of Guipian Taoist.

"Go, remember, half a month later, no matter if anyone has found you or not, leave the Immortal Mountain as soon as possible, so as to take care of yourself!" said the ghost pupil Taoist waved his hand.

Chen Qingyang nodded, said goodbye and walked out of the cave with Lian Wushuang, and Cao Wangkong also came out immediately.

"Two, I have to leave first. If you have time, you can come to Hell Street to find me, and there will be a date later." Cao Wangkong said.

This world is about to be destroyed, so he naturally has no need to stay here.

"There will be a date later!" Chen Qingyang said lightly.

Cao Wangkong has lived outside for so many years, and his scheming is naturally not comparable to Chen Qingyang. It seems that he is very polite, but in fact, he might have a murderous knife hidden in his heart.

Therefore, Chen Qingyang did not intend to become friends with such a person.

"let's go!"

After Cao Wangkong left, in order to speed up, Lian Wushuang took Chen Qingyang to the ancient town quickly.

In the cave, when he noticed that Chen Qingyang and the others had left, the face of Guitong Taoist people couldn't help but become serious.

"This kid and that little girl are both very strange. Wait for the old Taoist to use Zhou Tian Yanzhi to calculate a hexagram!"

After saying that, the ghost pupil Taoist grabbed Chen Qingyang's breath left in the cave in his right hand and grabbed the palm of his hand. Then he formed the Qiankun Bagua Seal with his hands, muttering something in his mouth.

Mysterious runes gushed out of the mouth of the ghost-pupil Taoist, but when the runes touched the breath, they suddenly shattered.

"What's going on?" The ghost pupil Taoist looked shocked and looked at Chen Qingyang's breath in disbelief.

His Zhoutian Technique has reached an extreme state, and there is no one or anything in the world that cannot be counted. This is the first time this situation has happened.

Then the ghost pupil Taoist put Chen Qingyang's breath aside, grabbed a wisp of breath that he practiced Wushuang, and used the Zhoutian Yan technique again.

But unexpectedly, the mysterious rune also shattered when it touched the breath of Lian Wushuang.

"Is Zhou Tianyan's technique no longer effective?"

After being hit again, the ghost pupil Taoist began to suspect that his Zhou Tianyan technique had failed.

"Come again!"

As he said that, the Taoist Guipian was very unwilling to capture Cao Wangkong's breath.

This time, the mysterious runes directly penetrated into Cao Wangkong's breath, and fonts appeared in front of him, which included Cao Wangkong's life.

It turned out that it was not that his Zhou Tianyan technique failed, but that he could not calculate Chen Qingyang and Lian Wushuang.

"The old Taoist doesn't believe it!"

Immediately, the ghost pupil Taoist used the Zhoutian Yan technique again, but the ending was still the same.

"Come again!"

The third time, failure!

"Come again!"

The fourth time, another failure!

The fifth time, it still failed!

...

He used the Zhoutian Technique nearly a hundred times, and even the strength of the Ghost Pupil Taoist Man was exhausted and weak.

Just as he had used the 100th Zhoutian Technique and was about to give up, suddenly a line of mysterious fonts surged out from Chen Qingyang's breath, which made the ghost pupils' eyes lit up.

"The road is fifty, the sky is forty-nine, leaving a glimmer of life!"

When he saw this line of words, the ghost pupils shook suddenly.

"How could this sentence appear?" Guitong Taoist asked with confusion on his face.

"Is it related to the old Taoist?"

After saying that, the ghost-eyed Taoist man used his last power to perform Zhou Tianyan again, and this time he was going to count himself.

After a while, a line of words appeared before his eyes.

"The road is fifty, the sky is forty-nine, leaving a glimmer of life!"

Calculated the exact same words, making the ghost-eyed Taoist unable to speak for a long time.

"It seems that if the old Taoist wants to leave this damn place alive, he has to rely on his chance of life. I just don't know what he can do to lead the old Taoist away from here." The ghost-eyed Taoist man said slowly, his eyes full of confusion and shock.

More than 100 miles were not far away for Lian Wushuang. Soon, an ancient town surrounded by a city wall more than ten meters high appeared in front of the two.

The ancient town has no name, the city gate is open, and there are no guards guarding it, everything seems very casual.

"What a powerful aura, is this the breath left by the strong man who broke into the void?"

When approaching the ancient town, Chen Qingyang suddenly felt a very powerful aura, which made him feel a sense of awe in his heart. No wonder no strange beast dared to approach here.

Then the two slowly stepped into the ancient town.

In the ancient town, a spacious street paved with bluestone tiles crosses the entire ancient town, and there is no end to see at first sight.

The buildings on both sides are mottled and ancient, full of traces of time, and there are endless pedestrians on the street, which is much more lively than Chen Qingyang imagined.

The people here obviously don’t know that this world is about to be destroyed, and everyone has a simple and sincere smile on their faces, which makes Chen Qingyang feel extremely friendly.

"Hello, is there a blacksmith shop here?" Chen Qingyang asked casually after finding a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man looked at Chen Qingyang with a curious look on his face, and then said, "Yes, but there are several blacksmith shops here. I wonder which one do you want to find, little brother?"

"Which blacksmith shop has a cripple?" Chen Qingyang asked.

When he heard Chen Qingyang was looking for the cripple, the middle-aged man's face changed slightly and he said, "Little brother, are you trying to find Wang Cruel, right? He is not a person who is easy to get along with. If you want to buy iron tools, you should go to other blacksmith shops!"

Chen Qingyang shook his head and said, "No, I'll look for him."

"Okay, you walk down this street. No. 183 is Wang Cuzi's blacksmith shop." After the middle-aged man said that, he didn't say much and left quickly.

Listening to the tone of the middle-aged man, Wang Crooked seemed to be very unpopular in this ancient town.

However, Chen Qingyang had no choice but to find the outer sect forces of the Dingxian Sect, so he could only go to find him.

After walking along the street, Chen Qingyang soon arrived at the No. 183 Blacksmith Shop.

Here is a broken house, with a huge stove on the right, with iron rolling and a wooden rack on the left, filled with various iron tools.

However, many of these iron tools have been rusted, and they have obviously been placed for a long time and have not been sold.

Inside the house, Chen Qingyang saw a fat figure sitting through the door, sitting on a shabby Grand Master chair, smoking a hookah leisurely.

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