Chapter 466
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Chapter 466: The Sixth Elemental Magic Saint!
First, seeking help from Ye Qiu failed, and then seeking help from Jiang Chen failed.
Zhou Yanbing, who kept facing obstacles everywhere, finally understood why his father went alone.
No need to say more, his father must have already known that these people couldn’t go.
Disheartened Zhou Yanbing could only lead Tanasah back the way they came.
They took a shortcut through the forest but unexpectedly got caught in a thick fog along the way.
The fog spread throughout the forest, causing Zhou Yanbing and his companion to lose their way completely.
They made a campfire in the same spot, planning to leave the forest once the fog cleared.
However, the fog lingered for a whole month.
During this month, Zhou Yanbing tried countless methods but couldn’t find a way out of the forest.
It wasn’t until a month later when the fog suddenly cleared that Zhou Yanbing, along with Tanasah who hadn’t eaten for several days, finally left the place.
As they emerged from the forest, Zhou Yanbing was bewildered.
They were greeted by a sea of flowers, with a peach forest at the other end.
Zhou Yanbing took out the map several times but couldn’t determine their location.
Where is the peach orchard nearby that he remembered?
Tanasah, who hadn’t eaten for several days, fainted, so Zhou Yanbing had to search for food in the peach orchard.
When he first arrived at the peach orchard, he found a household there.
A woman was pushing a millstone, grinding something.
A middle-aged man with a rough beard, dressed in coarse linen clothes, was sitting in front of the door holding a jug of wine and looking drunk.
"When sober, sit in front of the flowers… When drunk, sleep under the flowers…"
"Half awake and half drunk, day after day, flowers bloom and fall, year after year. I hope to die peacefully among flowers and wine, not bowing before wealth and status…"
Zhou Yanbing came up to the middle-aged man and asked, "Excuse me, sir, where are we right now?"
The middle-aged man lifted his head and said, "Where… um… where are we again?"
The middle-aged woman sighed, "Peach Blossom Land."
The middle-aged man suddenly realized, "Oh, yes, Peach Blossom Land!"
The middle-aged woman stopped grinding and went back to the house to fetch a long robe to put on the middle-aged man.
"It’s getting cold, don’t catch a cold."
The middle-aged man lifted his jug, tilted his head back, and poured out a stream of wine in the air, looking like a drunken dreamer.
"Haha, a guest from afar, no… no, never mind, it’s not important."
"Your forgetfulness is getting worse, isn’t it?" the woman sighed, "I’m afraid one day you might even forget me."
The man holding the jug stood up unsteadily, "Joke, I’m… the Magic Saint, you know who I am, you know… who I am, um… what was I going to say?"
Magic Saint?
Is he Magic Saint?
I can’t see through his cultivation level, he should be above me.
But it’s hard to say if he’s in the Holy Domain Realm.
But everyone says that Magic Saint is wise and can control everything, could this unkempt old man in front of me be him?
Zhou Yanbing thought for a moment, "Are you really the Magic Saint?"
The Magic Saint smiled, "Otherwise, what do you think… Don’t you think I look like one?"
Uh…
Honestly, no.
"Um, I am Zhou Yanbing, son of the Blood Truth King Zhou Li. Do you remember him?" Zhou Yanbing asked.
The Magic Saint scratched his head while holding a wine pot, "Zhou Li, who… oh, oh, I remember now, he is… he’s the one who does archery!"
Zhou Yanbing, "…"
"Cough, do you have any food at home, my companions have not eaten for days, can I get some food for them?"
The Magic Saint stumbled to Zhou Yanbing’s back, "And there’s a little girl…"
The middle-aged woman hurried over and stopped the Magic Saint, "His memory isn’t great, he can’t remember some things, please come in first, we have some rice porridge at home."
Zhou Yanbing nodded, "Thank you."
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"Hey, wake up."
Tanasah drowsily opened her eyes, "Oh, have we… come out?"
Zhou Yanbing nodded and then handed a bowl of rice porridge to Tanasah.
"Please eat."
Tanasah ate by the side while Zhou Yanbing talked with the woman.
"Is the elder really the Magic Saint?"
The middle-aged woman sighed, "Yes, he was indeed the Magic Saint before, but… he had a serious illness, and after that, he forgot many things…"
"Can the Holy Realm also get sick?" Zhou Yanbing was puzzled.
"Of course, it’s not an ordinary illness…" the woman sighed, then looked at the Magic Saint playing with a wine pot and butterflies in the yard.
"Oh…"
"So, what illness did the Magic Saint get?"
"Autumn Water of the River of Forgetfulness."
"Huh?"
"In order to break through the Holy Realm, he offered Zi Shui Xian Si, merged with the soul of the Immortal. During a battle, Immortal Zi Shuixian shattered, the Immortal soul perished, and his soul was also backlashed, thus acquiring a strange illness called the Autumn Water of the River of Forgetfulness, turning into his current appearance…"
"But he isn’t completely unable to remember, it’s just that his memories are confused. Sometimes he can recall some things, but what he recalls doesn’t match with the original things…"
Zhou Yanbing thought for a moment, "Can’t it be cured?"
The woman sighed, "If there was a way, he wouldn’t be here with me, growing old in this field…"
"Who is calling me?"
The Magic Saint suddenly wobbled into the room!
The woman sighed, "If he were to go to battle now and kill enemies, alas…"
The Magic Saint furrowed his brow, saying, "With a brave heart and clear mind, a touch of gray hair is nothing to worry about!"
"Able to shoot a bow like a full moon, aiming northwest, we will strike at the sky wolf!"
"Where is my walking stick, fetch it for me!"
"I have been waiting for you to pout for a long time."
"Oh…"
The Magic Saint quietly returned to the courtyard.
Seeing this, Zhou Yanbing’s mouth twitched, "It seems that the Magic Saint is indeed seriously ill…"
The woman shook her head, "Don’t mention him again. Where are you going, and how did you end up here?"
Zhou Yanbing sighed, "It’s a long story… Let me keep it short."
"Father set off for the Tower of Legends once again, knowing this journey would be very dangerous. I tried to find his old comrades, but after searching everywhere, I had no luck."
"Or perhaps, even if I found them, they were unwilling to help."
The woman sighed, then looked at the Magic Saint outside the window.
At that moment, the Magic Saint could be seen holding a jug of wine, stepping and turning among a cluster of butterflies, and laughing heartily!
"Why worry about money, my friend? Let us enjoy the wine together!"
"With fine horses and luxurious fur coats, let’s exchange them for delicious wine!"
"Together, we can forget all worries!"
"Haha, together, we can forget all worries!"
The woman sighed and shook her head, "Considering his current situation, he probably can’t help anymore…"
The Magic Saint appeared by the window at an unknown time, saying, "I may not be able to help, but who said I can’t help? I am the Magic Saint!"
"People rushed towards the heavenly calamity, facing the thunder of arrogance, the fire of burning souls, and the chilling cold of ice spikes…!"
Boom!
At that moment, the sky suddenly changed, dark clouds gathered, thunder roared, as if a thunderous dragon was twisting and turning in the dark clouds!
For a moment, the sky shone with fiery light, a cold chilling air and scorching heat converged from all directions!
"Calling forth the wild winds of thousands of years, the great anger of the earth!"
A terrifying airflow spiraled up, merging the cold and hot streams together, causing the heavens and earth to shake!
Zhou Yanbing felt the ground shaking beneath his feet, and suddenly a crack appeared on the ground!
His eyes narrowed, standing up subconsciously, "This is bad, if the predecessor is released…!"
The middle-aged woman calmly took a sip of water. "It’s okay, he can’t pronounce it correctly."
For some reason, the wind outside and the shaking of the ground suddenly stopped.
Zhou Yanbing hesitated for a moment, then saw Magic Saint scratching his head, pondering, "Strange, what’s the next sentence…"
"Wait a minute, I remember I don’t seem to need to chant… But why… Why…"
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