Chapter 693 Missing Baishui Tofu
Even if he intends to let Jing Ye go now, Jing Ye will not accept this kindness.

Dragons have inverse scales, and they will die if touched.

When he took Lin Yi away from the Shanhe Continent, there was an unending situation between him and Jing Ye.

I am afraid that the omniscient and omnipotent ancestor did not expect this.

I really didn't expect that the majestic Mingyuan inheritance actually found a person from the lower realm.

"Master, I will do this."

The shadow responded, and in the next second, the air fused together, and no one could see anything strange.

"Master, this subordinate has discovered that Jing Ye's mental strength is different from that of ordinary people. When his subordinate's mood fluctuates, he can even vaguely sense his subordinate's existence."

This is the last sentence that the shadow said, he must remind Ling Yi.

He has no human temperature, no human heartbeat, and no so-called breath fluctuations. It stands to reason that no one will be able to detect his existence.

Hearing this, Ling Yi's eyes flickered.

It is not surprising that Ming Yuan has a unique way of cultivating spiritual power.

As the night gradually deepened, Ling Yi still sat quietly in the yard, drinking a cup of tea, playing a game of broken chess, even though the dew wet his clothes, he did not use his cultivation.

Well, if it is not necessary, Ling Yi likes to try the life of ordinary people alone.

At the beginning, he had an epiphany in ghosts and myths, traveled through hundreds of generations during his enlightenment, and tasted all the joys and sorrows of the world, the ups and downs of the world.

The perception of reincarnation is not only something that can be caught up with practice.

This is also his greatest reliance.

As the sky gradually dawned, the silent Mengchenxuan became lively again. Ling Yi got up and stretched, moved his stiff limbs, and then began to wash and change clothes.

When the sun rose, Ling Yi once again became the aloof and honorable elder of Mengchenxuan, the first genius of Sijitian.

The jealousy and loss of last night have all been evaporated by the rising sun.

Ling Yi took off the dazzling red clothes, changed into a simple and elegant white clothes, and left Mengchenxuan without disturbing anyone.

The light carriage is simple, a simple carriage, pulled by ordinary horses, and some snacks and brand new clothes are placed on the carriage.

The carriage was heading towards the civilian area of ​​Xijitian. After all, not everyone has the conditions and talents for cultivation.

At any given time, civilians are always the most numerous.

"Xiao Ling is here." Sitting outside the carriage, there were simple people greeting Ling Yi along the way. It seemed that this was not the first time Ling Yi appeared here.

Ling Yi smiled and nodded one by one, and drove the carriage to a small yard that looked dilapidated but was exceptionally clean and tidy.

"Grandma Zhang..." Ling Yi removed the things from the carriage one by one and put them into the house.

An old woman with gray hair and wrinkled eyes stood aside with a mop on her forehead.

"Boy Ling, you're here."

When the old lady saw Ling Yi, her cloudy eyes lit up instantly.

This is a widowed old man who saved Ling Yi's life by accident.

Ling Yi didn't reveal his identity, he only said that he was the son of a wealthy businessman and accidentally fell into trouble.

Ling Yi would come here every once in a while, and eat the home-cooked food made by the old lady for him.

Even Baishui Tofu made him miss it.

"I saw that the weather was getting cooler and the business was not so busy, so I took the time to come and have a look."

"Is Grandma Zhang still in good health?"

Ling Yi skillfully felt the pulse of the old lady, and passed in a little spiritual energy to nourish the old lady's body.

(End of this chapter)

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