Chapter 893 Piano Music from the Past

Hearing the words of the young man in green, the guilt of the white-haired old man was reduced a little, but then he seemed to think of something, and his gray eyebrows wrinkled into a ball, saying: "This senior is indeed not an ordinary person. Not only can he tear the spiritual world barrier, but he also made such a high-level elixir. Maybe we can really take this opportunity to improve our cultivation this time, but do you think this senior's appearance seems familiar?"

When these words came out, the young man in green and others couldn't help but be stunned.

"Brother Wu said so, I really think this senior's appearance is familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere, and it seems that it was a long time ago." The woman in palace dress said thoughtfully.

Everyone was silent in unison. Seeing their eyes flickering, they obviously had the same feeling as the white-haired old man.

"I remember it!"

After a long time, the woman in palace dress raised her eyebrows and showed excitement.

"Mrs. Huang recognized this senior?" The white-haired old man and the man in green couldn't hide their surprise, and the others also looked over.

The chest of the woman in palace dress rose and fell. After taking a deep breath, she shook her head and said in a low voice: "I don't have the ability to recognize such a master, but do you still remember the elder who left Tianqimen about a hundred years ago?"

Everyone looked at each other in astonishment. The white-haired old man seemed to remember something and nodded: "This matter has been widely spread because Tianqimen provoked the Yuanying cultivator back then. We naturally remember it. The elder seems to be surnamed Ye, right?"

While speaking, the white-haired old man lowered his head to consider, as if recalling something long ago.

"Yes, it is that Elder Ye. Take a look at this." The woman in palace dress took out a jade slip with her backhand, urged it with magic power, and a portrait appeared.

Seeing the person in the painting, everyone present took a breath of cold air.

Who else could this person be if not the senior who broke through the Lingtian Realm?

"He is the elder Ye of Tianqimen!" The white-haired old man took a breath of cold air, and a storm surged in his heart.

"I was not sure at first, but I was once a disciple of the Qiankun Sword Sect. I had a grudge with this person before the sect was destroyed. At that time, I had not yet cultivated my magic power, and I was ordered to go down the mountain to inquire about this person's news. Therefore, I have always had his portrait in my hand, and I just remembered it now." The woman in palace dress said solemnly.

As she spoke, her face changed and she said in a lost voice: "Not good, the Qiankun Sword Sect pursued this senior relentlessly back then. Although the Qiankun Sword Sect no longer exists, if he knew that I was a disciple of this sect, I am afraid that my fate would be unpredictable. Take care, fellow Taoists, I will take my leave first!"

After saying that, she rushed out of the attic without any hesitation and rode away directly on the rainbow.

The white-haired old man and others were stunned, but then everyone looked ugly.

"I never thought that he was the elder who ran away from Tianqimen. It is said that he was only in the middle stage of magic power back then, but now he has reached the late stage of Jindan after only a hundred years. Although we have never met him, we all worked for Wutianmen and Qiankunjian Sect back then. If he knew our identities..." The white-haired old man shuddered and anticipated some bad results.

They knew clearly about the grievances between Elder Ye and Wutianmen back then. Although the matter was left unresolved with the disappearance of this person, if they met him now, what if he knew his identity...

The white-haired old man turned pale and dared not think further.

"Brother Wu, how about... let's run!" The man in green shirt said tremblingly, and was so frightened that he could not speak clearly.

Not only the white-haired old man looked ugly, but the others also looked pale.

"It's useless. Not to mention that the senior has a high level of cultivation, we can't escape his pursuit at all. Just talking about our identity as expellees, as long as we make a little movement, we will be discovered by Xuanlianmen, and we will also die." The white-haired old man shook his head bitterly.

The green-shirted young man's face froze, and said: "What should we do? If the senior knows our identity, he can crush us to death with just one finger."

"What should I do? How do I know what to do? Now that things have come to this, we can only leave it to fate. After all, the senior doesn't know our identity yet, and we can only pray that he won't find out." The white-haired old man rolled his eyes and sighed bitterly.

At this moment, everyone looked as if they were dead.

"In this case, I will leave first, Brother Wu, take care of yourself." The green-shirted man's eyes flickered a few times, and he also flew away with the palace-dressed woman.

The remaining few people looked at each other, and finally bowed to the white-haired old man and said goodbye, and then fled out of the city.

The white-haired old man opened his mouth, his face was cloudy, but he finally gritted his teeth and left the attic, and his figure quickly disappeared.

Ye Chunyang didn't know what the others were thinking, and he never took these low-level magic cultivators seriously. While they were all worried, he had been recuperating for several days and now had arrived at a prosperous area in the inner mountain of Tianchong Mountain. There were cultivators flying in and out nearby, and there was also the noise of mortals in the market.

This is a city of immortal cultivation near the northwest boundary of Tianchong Mountain. It is not large in scale, and the cultivation of the cultivators coming and going is not high, at most only about the middle stage of magic power.

This trip, Ye Chunyang changed into a simple cloth, and the main body was hidden aside, looking like a hermit in the mountains who didn't often walk in the world.

The old site of Huaxuemen is located in the northwest of Tianchong Mountain. Ye Chunyang came here mainly to inquire about the situation nearby, and to check the location where he was teleported that year to see if he could find a way to return to Dongzhou.

Standing on the cloud and looking at the Xiuxian City not far away, Ye Chunyang did not go forward, but turned around and continued to fly forward.

After walking about ten miles, he suddenly moved his mind and looked at a bamboo forest below.

What really caught his attention was not the bamboo forest, but the melodious sound of the piano coming from it, which was suppressed and gentle, making people feel moved.

"This piano sound..."

Ye Chunyang paused, the piano sound in the bamboo forest gave him an inexplicable familiarity, and he couldn't help but look into the bamboo forest, only to hear the beautiful singing sound coming with the piano sound.

"I don't ask to be together in this life."

"I just want to fly with you in the next life."

"The Yellow Springs and the Blue Sky will accompany you forever."

"I only envy the mandarin ducks, not the immortals."

"..."

The familiar singing sounded so deeply in people's hearts that it evoked a certain memory in Ye Chunyang's heart.

Standing on the cloud and looking down for a long time, he immediately fell to the bamboo forest, and as the singing sounded again, he couldn't help but take a step forward.

There is a small thatched cottage in the bamboo forest, exuding the fragrance of medicinal herbs, as if someone is refining an elixir. As he approaches, the sound of the piano and the singing inside become clearer, touching Ye Chunyang's heartstrings.

This scene is so familiar. This bamboo forest is the former residence of the Lu couple when he first arrived in the Chaos Demon Realm a hundred years ago. After Lu Yezhou died, Lu Qinshi refused to live alone. The deep love between the couple deeply moved Ye Chunyang. The sad words that Lu Qinshi sang before her death are still deeply imprinted in his mind.

The deep love between Lu Qinshi and his wife before is just a confirmation of that poem - I only wish that the underworld will accompany me forever, and I don't envy the mandarin ducks or the immortals.

But after the couple passed away, this cottage had been abandoned, and they didn't leave any descendants. The people living in it not only took care of the cottage as before, but also sang the lyrics of Lu Qinshi before her death. Could it be related to them?

Ye Chunyang was puzzled and walked towards the cottage.

As he was walking to the door, the sound of the piano in the room stopped, and then the door opened, a slender white jade hand appeared in front of him, followed by a girl in a green dress, who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, with fair skin and delicate appearance.

Suddenly seeing someone coming, the green-dressed girl was startled at first, but after her mind sensed the other person a little, her face suddenly showed awe, and she bowed deeply and said: "I wonder who you are looking for here, senior?"

Ye Chunyang looked at the girl with some surprise. This girl has the cultivation level of the middle stage of foundation building, and most of them are aware that his cultivation level is far higher than hers, so she showed such an expression.

"Who are you and why are you here?" After looking at the girl, Ye Chunyang asked instead of answering.

As he asked this question, Ye Chunyang suddenly looked at the crescent-shaped jade pendant hanging on the girl's waist, and was slightly startled: "How did this jade pendant come to you?"

Faced with a series of questions from the senior who suddenly appeared, the girl opened her mouth slightly and looked dazed. She was even more puzzled because the other party recognized the jade pendant on her body, but Ye Chunyang's powerful cultivation was there, so she did not dare to neglect it at all, and hurriedly said: "In reply to the senior, my name is Yuansuxin, this is the former residence of my master's uncle. I came down the mountain to practice a few years ago and came here to stay for a while."

"Your master's uncle's former residence?" Ye Chunyang With a frown on her face, she said, "Where did you get this jade pendant?"

The girl was even more puzzled, but she still replied cautiously, "This jade pendant was left by my mother. I have been wearing it since I was born." As if she had thought of something, she continued, "According to my mother, this jade pendant was originally a complete piece, and later my uncle and I each divided it into half as a token of love. Unfortunately, my uncle died a few years after leaving the sect, and my mother also passed away soon after. However, she told me the old residence of my uncle before she died, so I come here every once in a while."

"What is your mother's surname?" Ye Chunyang asked again.

After listening to the girl's words, he had vaguely guessed something.

"My mother's surname is Liu," the girl said.

"But is it Liu Ruyue?" Ye Chunyang had already confirmed the answer in his heart.

The girl was slightly surprised to hear this and said, "Liu Ruyue is my mother's name. How did you know it? Could it be that you and my mother are old acquaintances?"

She looked at Ye Chunyang in disbelief. After a few thoughts, she felt that it was unlikely. Her mother's cultivation level was only in the late stage of foundation building. It was impossible for her to know such an unfathomable master.

Ye Chunyang remained silent, but a sigh rose in his heart.

After a while, he took out half of the jade pendant that was exactly the same as the girl's, and said, "I don't know your mother, but the owner of this hut is an old friend of mine. This half of the jade pendant was also given to me by her before she died. If I guess correctly, my old friend should be the uncle you mentioned."