She's not the devil emperor's nanny!

In Xianyu Jianzong, giant swords inserted into the ground can be seen everywhere.Jianzong is well-known for its swords. Its swordsmanship and sword casting are unrivaled in the world. It has many disciples and is the number one sect in the fairyland.

In the garden, an old man with white beard and hair was trimming the branches and leaves of the pocket pine tree with small golden scissors.

Suddenly, a girl wearing a red wreath ran in hastily, grabbed the old man's arm and shook it vigorously.The old man shook his hands, and cut off a large branch, with a distressed look on his face.

"I said Yingluo~you you you...what's the matter with you?" The old man picked up the pine branch with great distress, looked around for a long time, and finally sighed helplessly.

"Grandpa! Master Ye left me and ran away again!" The girl shook the old man's arm reluctantly, her pursed mouth was almost ready to hold a bottle of oil.

"Where did Ye Qingyang go again? Didn't he just come out of customs?" The old man said with a long sigh after his heart ached.

"As soon as Master Ye heard that the Wutai thousand-year-old corpse cave would be opened two years later, he laughed and left me and ran away!" Yingluo puffed up her face and said unhappily: "He said he was going to Wutai to see, but ..."

"You said that Ye Qingyang ran away alone? Didn't any other disciples follow?" The old man grasped the point, shaking his beard hanging down to his chest, and asked.

"Yeah! You ran so fast! You didn't wait for me? You know that my cultivation is not as good as his..." Yingluo paid attention to something different from the old man, and she was not happy, but she saw the old man's expression of being overwhelmed. , "Grandpa, what's the matter?"

"It's over, it's over! It's over!" The old man looked up to the sky and sighed, and said, "Two years are not enough for him to get lost! I really don't know if he can catch up with the opening of the thousand-year corpse cave in two years' time."

Yingluo opened her big cherry mouth, and then couldn't help laughing out loud.

Ye Qingyang has been in seclusion for so long that she forgot the fact that he is a road idiot.

……

Yecheng.

The Zuixian Building is a night job, and the life rules of the people inside are mostly changed from ordinary people. Generally, no one is sober in the morning, and the girls practice dance in the afternoon.

But early this morning, Ling Xuan was called up, because there was a person sitting at the door of Zuixian Tower, not only dead but alive.

If he died, it would be really unlucky.

The bright red door was opened, and Ling Xuan saw a man in a white robe sitting on the steps in front of his house with his eyes closed.It was the cold spring, but the man was dressed thinly, no wonder the waiter suspected that the man was dead.

But Ling Xuan could tell at a glance that this person was not dead, and that he was not an ordinary person, but a cultivator.

The cultivation level is not low, at least higher than him.

"My dear friend, do you need anything?" Recognizing that this person is a cultivator, Ling Xuan couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

The man sitting on the steps shook his shoulders, turned his head, and his face, which had fascinated the big girls and old mothers all over the street, was a little confused.

Ling Xuan and the man stared at each other for a long time, but the latter seemed to have realized it, and quickly got up to treat Ling Xuan with a thoughtful etiquette.

"Here, Ye Qingyang, who is new to Guizhou and is not familiar with the place, was advised to go to the Laisheng Inn in the south of the city, but he couldn't find it all night, so he had no choice but to wait for someone to ask by the side of the road. But I don't know why, It’s already high in the sun, but there are few people around, and I waited for a long time, but I didn’t see any pedestrians, so I picked up the expensive land and took a rest.”

The corners of Ling Xuan's brows twitched slightly, he raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, pointed to his right side and said, "You are going to the south of the city, this is the north of the city, and this is the Flower Street, naturally there are few people in the daytime."

"Oh!" Ye Qingyang realized later that he didn't care about Huajie or anything, so he raised his leg and walked to his right... Ling Xuan was speechless, coughed twice, and frowned: "Brother Ye, you went the wrong way."

Only then did Ye Qingyang see the direction of Ling Xuan's finger, he turned around quickly, and disappeared at the end of the line not long after.

Ling Xuan sighed, and was about to go back to catch up on sleep, but he heard footsteps, and saw Ye Qingyang turned back from another alley.

Ling Xuan and Ling Ying who was beside him stared in astonishment. Ling Xuan continued to point his finger in the direction of the south of the city. Ye Qingyang walked in the direction of Ling Xuan's finger without saying a word.

then!

After an incense stick of time, he turned back and saw Ling Xuan and Ling Ying at the gate of Zuixian Tower were even more stunned than them, and Ling Xuan wanted to beat him up with their innocent faces.

"Sorry, I'm back again..." Ye Qingyang seemed completely unaware of his problem, and was puzzled, and walked in the direction pointed by Ling Xuan again.

This time, he came back without even taking a stick of incense.

Once again, on the empty street, Ling Xuan Lingying and Ye Qingyang stared wide-eyed.

"Eh? Could it be that there is a fascination array here? Why can't I go out?" Ye Qingyang scratched his head with an innocent face, while Ling Xuan couldn't help but hit the wall.

This person is definitely seriously brain-damaged, he needs to be cured!