At the same time, in the main hall of Yuxu Palace.
Ye Fan looked at an old man with long hair with a subtle expression.
There are some ink marks on the gray robe on the old man's body, and traces of various ancient fonts can be vaguely seen.
Since he came in, except for a fairy who came in and served a cup of scented tea, this old man was the only one who stayed with him.
In fact, it¡¯s normal. The big bosses of Yuxu Palace all have seniority and strength. It¡¯s impossible for Peipianpidian to come over specially to chat with him.
The old man was writing calligraphy in the palace. Hearing that Ye Fan was looking for someone, he wrote a few words in the air.
Ye Fan stared at the ink words, floating in like they were alive.
"Thank you, senior. May I ask what your name is?" Ye Fan asked.
¡°¡¡± The old man remained silent.
"Old sir, this magical skill of yours is quite interesting. A friend of mine also loves calligraphy and can write in the air like this."
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The old man still didn¡¯t speak and was practicing calligraphy on his own.
"Her name is Shu Lanting. In order to write well, she even gave up speaking. I quite admire this character. She clearly knows what she likes and what she wants to do, and she can always stick to it."
Hearing this, the old man finally looked up and wrote in Lingkong font: "If you like it, why insist on it?"
Ye Fan was dumbfounded and said with a smile: "That's true. It seems that the senior also loves calligraphy."
At this time, Ji Xuanyuan came to the palace with Feng Hou and Xuannv.
Ye Fan recognized Xuannv at a glance, after all, he had seen her in Manshenzhu.
"Brother Ye Fan, are you coming to me so soon? Do you have something to ask for? Just ask! We can have a good chat!"
Ji Xuanyuan was overjoyed, guessing that Ye Fan would not go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing.
"Ahem!"
Xuannv behind warned her and gave the guy a sidelong glance.
Ji Xuanyuan said nonchalantly: "Oh, Sister Xuannv, there are no outsiders here. Cang Shengren is also an old man in our family. He will not go out and write randomly."
Ye Fan looked at the old man doubtfully and muttered in his heart: Cang Sage? Could it be the legendary creator of Chinese characters?
"Little friend Ye Fan, please don't misunderstand me. Cang Sheng has been aphasic since he was a child. When he was young, he learned to write, and he has always relied on writing to communicate. I didn't mean to neglect you," Fenghou explained with a smile.
Ye Fanxin said it was true! I guessed it right!
But I didn¡¯t expect that people created words because they couldn¡¯t speak when they were children?
"It doesn't matter, I respect him very much," Ye Fan waved his hand, "And I also have similar friends, so I'm used to it."
Cang Sheng raised his eyebrows and glanced at Ye Fan, then bowed his head respectfully towards Ji Xuanyuan, and then walked out leisurely.
"Brother Ye Fan, if you have any difficulties, just tell us," Ji Xuanyuan said expectantly.
Ye Fan murmured in his heart, why does this guy look so gloating about his misfortune?
"Actually, I'm not here to see you, I just want to see Emperor Yan."
"Looking for Boss Jiang?"
Ji Xuanyuan¡¯s face was full of disappointment.
Ye Fan felt a chill, what's going on? Why are you so resentful?
Xuannv and Fenghou looked puzzled.
"Ye Fan, what do you want from Emperor Yan?" Xuan Nu asked.
"I heard there is a way, maybe we can get out of Jiuyuan, but we have to ask Emperor Yan for help"
When the three of them heard this, their expressions froze.
"What can we do?" Ji Xuanyuan's expression finally became more serious.
Ye Fan grinned and said, "Let me see Emperor Yan first, and then we can talk about anything else."
Ji Xuanyuan and the others fell silent.
"Why, we can't meet?" Ye Fan frowned and said, "You can't represent Emperor Yan, right?"
"Brother Ye Fan, don't get me wrong, of course Boss Jiang has the final say whether he sees you or not"
"The problem ishe can't say it now," Ji Xuanyuan smiled bitterly.
Ye Fan wondered, "What do you mean? He didn't speak either?"
"Let's do this you come with me," Ji Xuanyuan waved.
"Your Majesty! This matter is of great importance! Otherwise"
Xuan Nu just opened her mouth, but was interrupted by Ji Xuanyuan raising her hand.
"I can make my own decision on this matter."
Ji Xuanyuan¡¯s tone was very firm.
Xuan Nu was stunned, glanced at Ye Fan, and said no more.
Ye Fan was in a trance, as if he saw the figure of Xuan Nu, followingSu Qingxue is somewhat similar.
This scene seems to happen occasionally in my own home.
Follow Ji Xuanyuan all the way to the underground of Yuxu Palace.
Ye Fan didn¡¯t expect that there was an underground palace deep here.
If someone hadn¡¯t brought him here, it would have been really hard to find him.
Walking along the long corridor, you can smell all kinds of weird medicinal herbs from afar.
Ye Fan is not unfamiliar with it, because Shi Lanyu's residence also has this smell.
The huge underground palace is filled with bottles and jars made of various precious materials.
Ye Fan doesn¡¯t know much about most of the medicinal materials here.
On a stone table, a man with disheveled hair and a somewhat thin face was lying across the table.
The man is not breathing, has no heartbeat, and is simply a mummy!
If Ye Fan hadn¡¯t seen it before in Manshenzhu, he really wouldn¡¯t have recognized it!
How could this skinny old man be Emperor Yan?
"he died?!"
Ye Fan noticed that this man was lifeless!
"He's not dead. Boss Jiang is in the realm of a true god. He won't die that easily. He just hasn't woken up yet."
Ji Xuanyuan looked very used to it and said, "He has been like this since he was a child. He likes to test medicine on his own. If the poison is too strong, it is normal for him to vomit blood and become comatose."
"This time, I guess a particularly powerful medicine was prepared, so I just faked my death."
Ye Fan is speechless. Is there a medicine that can make the true god of immortality and immortality fake his own death? What a concept! ?
The key Who should he feed it to? Is it just for the sake of poisoning yourself?
"Although Boss Jiang and us have taken different paths, in fact, our pursuit of the great road is the same."
Ji Xuanyuan looked at Ye Fan with a smile: "Brother Ye Fan, do you feel like me that Boss Jiang is very similar to us?"
Ye Fan really wants to curse people, like your grandma¡¯s grandson!
But on the surface, he still nodded with a smile.
"I want to know, how can he wake up?"
Ye Fan wanted to skip this ridiculous topic as soon as possible.
"It's hard to say. The effect of the medicine is short-lived, and you may wake up in a few hours."
"What if the medicine lasts a long time?"
Xuannv sighed: "The long-lasting effect of the medicine may last for hundreds of years The longest time I slept was for five thousand years, and the flesh rotted and smelled."
"If His Majesty hadn't insisted that my brother was not dead, we would have wanted to bury him."
Feng Hou looked like he couldn't bear to look back, and sighed and shook his head.
Ye Fan once again had the urge to swear.
After trying to calm down, Ye Fan asked: "Is there any antidote that can wake him up? Or give him a magic pill or something like that?"
"Haha, brother Ye Fan, Boss Jiang is a true god. Although he specializes in pharmacology and agronomy, his strength is inferior to that of others in Yuxu Palace. Even the old peacock may not be his opponent."
"What kind of antidote do you want to find that can poison Boss Jiang to the point of pretending to die? That's probably not possible."
Ji Xuanyuan suggested with an expectant look on his face: "You might as well tell me what you need, and I will help you find a solution? Remuneration and so on, everything is easy to discuss" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com