Ye Futian followed Ling to where she lived. It was a simple small courtyard.
Outside the courtyard, an old man sat quietly on a chair in front of the door. He seemed to be very relaxed.
"Grandpa," Ling called from afar. Ling shouted from afar. The old man looked over and sized up Ye Futian and the others behind Ling. Ye Futian naturally saw the old man as well. The old man did not have any aura on him. He looked exceptionally old.
"We have guests."
He slowly stood up from his seat. His body was slightly stooped, and it seemed that he could not move very well. He looked at Ye Futian with slightly cloudy eyes.
"Grandpa, please have a seat." Ye Futian stepped forward and said. There were many ordinary people in the village, so this old man should be one of them. The young man looked to be about 80 years old, but in fact, he was not much younger. It was not appropriate to call him grandpa, but it was a form of respect for the old man.
In terms of actual age, perhaps he could call him older brother.
But in the world of cultivation, age was the most neglected factor, and no one cared too much about it.
"It's okay." The old man waved his hand at Ye Futian and said, "Please come in and have a seat."
"Thank you, Old Sir," Ye Futian said.
"Just call me Old Ma," the old man said with a smile. He led Ye Futian and the others into the house, and Ye Futian stayed there for the time being.
Ye Futian's side was very quiet, while the other two groups were particularly lively. In addition, behind them, more people entered Four Corner Village one after another.
Four Corner Village gradually became lively. After Ye Futian got to know Old Ma and Little Ling, he planned to walk around the village and familiarize himself with the environment.
Old Ma asked Little Ling to take Ye Futian out and walk on the bluestone street of Four Corner Village. Although Four Corner Village was a little more lively than usual, it was still far from the prosperity of the big cities outside.
However, although Four Corner Village did not have a magnificent landscape, the environment was extremely elegant and exquisite. There was a clear river next to the bluestone street. Occasionally, small boats would pass by the river. Occasionally, people would greet Little Ling, and Little Ling would respond enthusiastically.
Walking to a bridge, he called out to a middle-aged fat man, "Little Ling."
"Uncle Zhong," Little Ling called out. The fat man had a smile on his face. He glanced at Ye Futian and the others beside Little Ling and said, "Your guests?"
"Yes, this is Uncle Ye." Little Ling nodded.
"Where did it come from?" asked the fat middle-aged man.
"It's very far away. Uncle Ye said it's the Donghua Domain." Little Ling could only be considered ignorant now. There were many things that she did not know specifically.
The fat man looked at Ye Futian and the others and said, "They look good, but I'm afraid they're not very useful. Did Old Ma choose them?"
"Grandpa asked me to try my luck, and I met Uncle Ye and the others," Little Ling said.
"Old Ma is really making trouble." The fatty said somewhat gloomily, "Each family only has one spot. You guys are really casual, giving it away so easily."
As he spoke, he shook his head and walked past them. When he passed by Ye Futian's group, he was still mumbling, "In the end, they still don't have a backbone. How pitiful. Now, not only did the Fang Clan's son do well, but they also have the cooperation of the Lu Clan. I'm afraid they will have another opportunity. Although you guys don't understand, at least they have the chance to pick someone from the Shangqing Domain who is well-known. Why waste it like this?"
He was not afraid that Ye Futian and the others would be angry. In this Four Corner Village, outsiders were absolutely forbidden to fight. For many years, no one had dared to break this precedent. This was an order personally issued by Donghuang the Great.
Moreover, the fat man believed that even if someone dared to violate this rule and wanted to fight in this village, they would not be able to walk out of the village without Donghuang the Great's help.
"Uncle Ye, don't mind them." After the fat man left, Little Ling raised her head and said to Ye Futian. Her clear eyes were full of simplicity.
"Uncle Ye won't mind," Ye Futian said with a smile. He put his hand on Little Ling's shoulder and said, "Let's keep going."
"Okay." Little Ling nodded and walked forward with a smile.
This village was not big, but it was not small either. After walking for a while, Ye Futian and the others came to the front of a tall house. Someone shouted, "Little Ling."
Little Ling turned her gaze. The person who called out to her was a teenager. He was dressed neatly and neatly. In this village, his attire was considered very luxurious. Moreover, he had a smile on his face and an extraordinary temperament. Wisps of aura were faintly emanating from him. He was a practitioner.
What was more frightening was that at such a young age, his cultivation was not low.
Ye Futian already knew that the people in this Four Corner Village either could not cultivate, or once they could cultivate, they must be people with extraordinary talent. This young man was naturally one of those people who could cultivate.
"Brother Fang Cun," Little Ling called out. Her voice was a little timid. In front of this young man, she seemed to have a little inferiority complex.
The young man's name was Fang Cun. His eyes were a little frivolous. He glanced at Ye Futian and the others and said, "Little Ling, come here."
Little Ling lowered her head and walked to his side. Fang Cun said to her, "There are so many people entering the village recently. You guys are too casual in choosing people. Is this your grandfather's idea?"
Little Ling's head was still lowered. Fang Cun turned around and walked toward the house. After entering the house, Little Ling felt a faint aura of might. In front of them, a middle-aged man stood there quietly, looking in their direction.
There were also many people behind the middle-aged man. Beside him was an extraordinary young man.
"Grandpa Fang!" Little Ling called out. The Fang family was different from their family. The Fang family was extremely famous in Four Corner Village and had produced extremely powerful figures. Now, the descendant of the Fang family, Fang Cun, was also extraordinarily talented. He studied under a teacher in a private school and was favored by the family.
Moreover, Little Ling also heard from the villagers that Fang Cun's father was now extremely powerful in the outside world. As for how powerful he was, she did not know.
The Fang family could choose anyone who entered the village, and no one would refuse their invitation.
"Hmm." The middle-aged man nodded slightly and looked at Little Ling. "Little Ling, did your grandfather invite those people?"
"Sort of. Grandpa heard that some people entered the village, so he asked me to go and have a look. If there is a chance, I will invite them to our house," Little Ling said.
The middle-aged man nodded slightly and said, "It's nothing. You can go now."
"Yes, Grandpa Fang." Little Ling left. Fang Cun watched her leave and asked the middle-aged man, "Grandpa, why did you ask Little Ling about this?"
The middle-aged man did not respond. He looked at the young man beside him. The young man said softly, "I heard that this person came all the way from the Donghua Domain. Maybe he wanted to come to Four Corner Village to try his luck. I heard that he was a little unlucky. When he entered the village with the people surnamed Lu and An, he was directly ignored."
"Yes, because of the people in front, they were completely ignored," the middle-aged man beside him nodded and said.
This made the young man reveal a strange look. He looked at him and said, "What do you mean?"
The "ignored" that the two mentioned seemed to be a little different.
"Do you know the rules of One-Line Sky?" the middle-aged man asked.
"Yes, only those with great luck can enter," the young man replied.
The middle-aged man nodded and said, "I have observed the so-called people with great luck over the years. Generally speaking, cultivators with perfect Great Path can generally enter One-Line Sky. Those without perfect Great Path can hardly enter, and the chances are slim."
When the young man heard this, he revealed a thoughtful look. His eyes changed slightly as if he had thought of something.
"How many of the people outside were people with perfect Great Path?" The middle-aged man continued, "If all of them were, it would be a little scary. With so many cultivators with perfect Great Path, it would not be easy for the top forces of the Shangqing Domain to bring out so many."
"It's unlikely," the young man murmured.
"If not, it would be even scarier," the middle-aged man said. The middle-aged man spoke, his eyes narrowed. The young man stared at the middle-aged man's face, only to hear the middle-aged man continuing, "For those with strong enough luck, they would be able to protect the others when they enter the One-Line-Sky together. Furthermore, they wouldn't feel anything. If one of them brought the others into the One-Line-Sky together, it means that the luck of that person must be extremely strong. From the looks of it, the sky is filled with red maple leaves and the phenomenon of the heavens.
The expression of the young man at the side was exceptionally solemn. Previously, when they saw the arrival of those two people, everyone was certain that it was one of them. To be more precise, it was the young man with the surname Lu. After all, he had a greater reputation outside, and his talent was extraordinary.
But from what the middle-aged man said, it might not be because of that person, nor was it because of An Ruosu, but because of a group of people that had been ignored.
"Old Ma is not old at all," the middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and said. Was this a coincidence?
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