Chapter 2381

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　　A　moment　later.
　　Accompanied by the arguing and discussing voices of the monks watching the battle in the stands, another scene appeared in the huge Zhenlongping below.
At the same time, the voice of the elder of Xuandan Palace on Zhenlongping rang out again:
　　“After the scene of the Dongfang family’s team appears, the scene of Jiuyuan’s team will continue to be shown until the end of one hour.”
　　“However, the sound in that scene must be sensed by the soul power of the people watching the battle in order to be heard.”
　　With the reminder of this elder, the sound in the scene of Jiuyuan’s team gradually became smaller.
　　Zhang Moyan sensed it with his soul and immediately found that it was really as the elder said. When he sensed it with his soul, the sound in the scene would directly ring in his mind.
　　The old martial god Zhu Huai immediately raised the corner of his mouth and smiled helplessly, saying：
　　“This Xuandan Palace is indeed a huge sect that could directly connect the two worlds in the past. There are so many mysteries even on a Zhenlongping.”
　　Jiang Cuicui’s eyes were also full of envy at this time, saying：
　　“If my Chuyun Kingdom had such a heritage, it would have been able to seal all the Demon Abysses in the territory long ago.”
　　The implication was that he felt that Xuandan Palace had the heritage in vain and failed to benefit Shangqing.
　　“Cuicui, you misunderstand Xuandan Palace.” Zhu Huai shook his head, put down the teacup in his hand, and looked at Zhenlongping below. “Over the years, the number of disciples of Xuandan Palace who have died on the Heavenly Demon Battlefield is no less than that of our disciples who died in the Nine Abysses.”
　　Jiang Cuicui’s eyes froze and she said：
　　“Can Xuandan Palace directly send disciples to the Heavenly Demon Battlefield？”
　　Zhu Huai nodded and said：
　　“The Yunjing Daogong, Sanhuang Daogong in the Upper Pure Realm, and hidden families like Yuheng Mountain can all directly send their disciples to the Heavenly Demon Battlefield like the sects in the Upper Realm.”
　　When he said this, Zhu Huai paused, and then continued with a hint of respect on his face：
　　“As far as I know, the reason why the old ancestor of Xuandan Palace has not ascended is that he made a heavy vow in front of a friend.”
　　“As long as the Demon Mother is not wiped out, he will not ascend for a day.”
　　After hearing this, the trace of resentment in Jiang Cuicui’s eyes suddenly disappeared.
　　Suddenly, Princess Chu Xiaoxiao pointed at the just-appeared picture on Zhenlongping below and said：
　　“Something can be seen in the picture！”
　　Everyone in the attic looked intently.
　　Then, in the just-appeared picture, a top-down overlooking scene appeared.
Through the still hazy picture, it can be seen that what is emerging in the picture at this moment is a simple mud-built small courtyard hidden in a remote countryside.
As the picture slowly advances, everyone can finally catch a glimpse of the full view of the courtyard.
　　In the front yard of this mud-built small courtyard, a bundle of dry firewood is neatly piled up in the east corner of the wall, and in the center, an old small table is furnished, with four small stools and chairs.
　　One leg of one of the small stools is damaged and is barely reinforced and supported by a wooden strip.
Turning to look at the west side of the courtyard, there is a millstone placed there, and a thin donkey is pulling the millstone and grinding beans.
　　Shifting the gaze to the backyard, apart from a jujube tree, an old well covered, a water tank, and several farm tools piled up in the corner, there are no other objects.
As for the houses in the courtyard, the main room faces south, and a faded couplet is hung on the lintel. The east side is presumed to be the kitchen. Judging from the rising smoke from the chimney, there should be someone cooking in the kitchen.
　　However, apart from these, no one has seen a single figure.
After looking carefully around, front and back, Chu Xiaoxiao, who was impatient, finally couldn’t help but ask:
　　“Where are the people？”
　　She wasn’t interested in the local customs and practices of the Immortal Burial Ruins.
　　She only cared about the situation of Xu Taiping and the other two at this moment.
　　And as Xu Taiping and the other two didn’t show up for a long time, not only was the impatient Chu Xiaoxiao, but more and more spectator cultivators became impatient –
　　“Why haven’t we seen anyone yet？”
　　“Where are Xu Taiping and the others？”
　　“Could it be that for the next hour, we have to watch this？”
　　But soon, with the appearance of a figure in the picture, the people in the stands immediately quieted down.
　　I saw Dongfang Yuejian in a plain dress, holding a large bowl of hot soup in her hand, hurriedly walking out of the kitchen, whispering as she walked：
　　“Ouch, it’s hot, it’s so hot, it’s burning my hand…”
　　As soon as Dongfang Yuejian walked out of the kitchen, Master Xuanzhi, who was wearing a simple short suit, also walked out with a plate of steaming dishes.
　　Xuanzhi reminded Dongfang Yuejian as he walked：
　　“Miss Dongfang, walk slowly and watch out for the small stones under your feet, don’t fall.”
　　If it weren’t for his bald head and the few scars on his head, the crowd really wouldn’t have recognized him.
　　Immediately afterwards, the two of them successively placed the bowls and dishes in their hands on the old small table in the courtyard.
　　After blowing on her fingers with a “whoosh whoosh whoosh”, Dongfang Yuejian turned her head and asked in the direction of the kitchen：
　　”Brother Taiping, Elder Gu, do we need to go over and help？”
　　Soon, two voices came out from the kitchen one after another –
　　”No need.”
　　”No need, Immortal Yuejian, Immortal Xuanzhi. Immortal Taiping and I can bring them over.”
　　After hearing these two voices, especially the simplest one, Duan Xiaoyu and the others watching the battle in Chunyu Pavilion suddenly had their eyes light up.
　　Because the one who answered first was obviously Xu Taiping’s voice.
　　And the other voice, undoubtedly, should be the dragon catcher they chose this time.
　　After hearing the voice of that dragon catcher, Zhu Huai asked curiously：
　　”This person is not young.”
　　Jiang Cuicui beside him frowned and said：
“Among the nineteen candidates for the dragon catcher announced on the Dragon-Slaying List, there are indeed several old men, and one or two of them have decent combat power backgrounds.
　　Upon hearing this, Princess Chu Xiaoxiao immediately guessed：
“It should be Qin Yun, the old of the Ancient Sword Villa!”
　　Upon hearing this name, everyone in the attic had their eyes light up.
　　The old Martial God Zhu Huai nodded and said：
The Ancient Sword Villa is a leader among the Jianghu forces in Zhaoyun Country. The old owner Qin Yun should have at least the combat power of the Martial Saint Realm. Indeed, he is the best choice under that heavy weight!
　　However, a word from Lu Rushuang made several people fall silent——
　　“This place doesn’t look like the Ancient Sword Villa at all, does it？”
And just as everyone was curious about who the dragon catcher chosen by Xu Taiping was, in the virtual shadow on the Dragon-Taming Flat, Xu Taiping and an old man walked out of the kitchen one after the other.
　　Xu Taiping was carrying a basket of piled-high white flour steamed buns.
　　The old man was carrying a plate of steaming hot dishes in one hand.
　　And it was at this time that everyone finally saw the old man’s appearance clearly.
　　In the attic, after a brief moment of deathly silence, only to hear Princess Chu Xiaoxiao take a deep breath and then say in disbelief：
　　“Why, why is it that mentally abnormal Gu Yu！！！”