At this time, Yang Chengye also thought of Tiān Shān Tóng Jiú in Tian Long Ba Bu, who could return to youth.

  Just as Yang Chengye was lost in thought, Lin Chaoying said dejectedly: "Of course I have seen it."

  "When I was young, I met a young man with extraordinary martial arts skills, no one could be his match, and he also said that he had lived for several hundred years and was about to ascend to immortality."

  When he heard this, Yang Chengye was stunned for a moment, what's going on?

  Still several hundred years old, ascended as an immortal?

  Is there really an immortal in this world?

  For Yang Chengye, a young man of this new century, the education he received from an early age was atheistic and did not believe in immortals or gods.

  However, Lin Chao Ying continued: "That old predecessor also gave me a secret book of 'Jade Maiden Heart Scripture' before he left, it's just that I haven't successfully cultivated it yet, otherwise you wouldn't be my opponent."

  "Oh?"

  At this time, Yang Chengye also became interested and asked: "Do you know the name of that old predecessor?"

  After listening to Yang Chengye's question, Lin Chaoying thought: "It seems that he called himself Du... Ah, yes, it was Dugu Qiubai!"

  "What?"

  Lin Chao Ying's words were like a thunderbolt on a clear day, instantly blasting Yang Cheng Ye into a mess.

  Dugu Qiubai, after several hundred years, ascended as an immortal and bestowed the "Jade Maiden's Heart Scripture".

  Du Gu seeks defeat and becomes an immortal, how is this possible?

  Is there really an immortal in the world?

  If there really are immortals, then that means they can explain why they crossed through time and space from modern times to the Southern Song Dynasty.

  These words have been swirling in Yang Chengye's mind.

  "Hey, you haven't answered my question yet, are you or aren't you a senior expert?"

  Lin Chaoying asked Yang Chengye.

  After a long time, Yang Chengye finally came back to his senses and said: "I've said it before, I'm just an unknown small person."

  Lin Chaoying asked again: "Then what you said to me, is it true or not? Can I really move Wang Chongyang?"

  Yang Chengye smiled and said: "Then it depends on your true thoughts in your heart, if you want to do it, then go ahead, if not, just pretend I never said anything."

  At this time, Lin Chao Ying found that she had found the crux of the matter between herself and Wang Chong Yang. She bowed her hands to Yang Cheng Ye and said: "Thank you!"

  Lin Chaoying finished speaking, her figure moved and flew towards the distance, in the direction of Zhong Nanshan.

  Yang Chengye said so much to Lin Chongying only because he saw the final situation of Lin Chongying, who was desperately pursuing Wang Chongyang but could not get him, and finally died in sorrow. Although there were maids accompanying her in the ancient tomb, the loneliness in her heart was indeed unbearable.

  Yang Chengye felt that since he had encountered her, he should try his best to change Lin Chao Ying's tragic fate, and perhaps they could also be happy like Zhou Bo Tong and Xiang Gu.

  Yang Chengye turned over and mounted his horse, rushing northward. After leaving Xiangyang, he entered the territory of Henan, and it was not far from Mount Song Shaolin Temple.

  However, Yang Chengye was still thinking about what Lin Chaoying had said in his mind.

  After passing through Xiangyang, they arrived in the Henan region, which was an area occupied by the Jin dynasty.

  Yang Chengye has never experienced war and has only seen scenes of war on TV.

  As for the post-war scene, it was unprecedented, but today I have truly witnessed the miserable situation of being ruled by foreign powers after the war.

  When Yang Chengye entered the Henan region, what appeared before his eyes was a desolate scene: the villages he passed through were in ruins, houses had collapsed, roads were destroyed, and refugees fled southward wave after wave.

  Yang Chengye also saw the Jin soldiers riding war horses, slaughtering civilians at will. They took pleasure in killing people, sparing neither old nor young, and even disemboweling them.

  This made Yang Chengye think of the scene of the Nanjing Massacre during World War II when little Japan invaded China.

  Jin State was built by the Jurchen people, and the Jurchen people were also the ancestors of the Manchu people. When the Qing army destroyed the Southern Ming, they carried out the "Yangzhou Massacre" and "Jiading San Tu" massacres, which ultimately came from the legacy of the Jurchen people.

  Yang Chengye suddenly became furious and drew his sword to charge into the Jin army.

  Jin army had thousands of soldiers, while Yang Chengye alone with one sword and one horse, killed the Jin soldiers until they fell over, their limbs broken and scattered everywhere.

  When Yang Chengye cut off the last golden soldier's head, a faint red glow suddenly appeared in his eyes.

  However, the killing did not stop, and thousands of Jin soldiers had already quietly surrounded Yang Chengye. If it were not for the neighing of war horses, Yang Chengye would have been unaware.

  At this time, Yang Chengye felt a voice echoing in his mind: "Kill, kill them all!"

  Yang Chengye seemed to be controlled by this voice as well, with a fierce glow in his eyes, he shouted loudly and charged into the Jin army with his sword.

  Battle cries, clashing of arms, cutting through armor, shattering bones, echoed across the entire battlefield.

  These sounds were like celestial music to Yang Chengye at this moment, and even the crisscrossing wounds on his body felt nothing.

  After an unknown period of time, Yang Chengye finally exhausted his internal energy, closed his eyes and fainted.

  In an unknown space, everything was a dull gray, Yang Chengye drifted in this space, feeling his body as light as a willow catkin, with no place to exert force.

  "Where is this?"

  Yang Chengye muttered to himself: "Is this really the Yellow Spring Road? Did I really die?"

  Yang Chengye saw the images of his mother Wu Ruolan, Shen You, Han Shizhong, Han Tianhu and others appear before him, even including the images of his lover and friends wearing modern clothes.

  Suddenly, these images burst like bubbles one by one?

  Yang Chengye was shocked and suddenly shouted loudly: "No!"

  Yang Chengye suddenly sat up, his whole body drenched in sweat, and all his clothes were soaked.

  "It was just a dream!"

  Yang Chengye sighed and looked around at his surroundings.

  Yang Chengye saw himself in a dilapidated temple with a broken and tattered Buddha statue that was no longer recognizable.

  Around the ruined temple stood or sat many beggars wearing tattered clothes.

  Suddenly a beggar ran out of the temple gate and shouted: "Old Master Hong, he's awake!"

  At this time, a young beggar wearing tattered blue clothes with nine small cloth bags tied around his waist and a bun on his head walked in.

  Hahaha

  Someone burst out laughing and said: "Little brother, you're awake!"

  Yang Chengye rubbed his eyes and said incredulously: "Jiuzhi Shen Gai Hong Qigong?"

  The person who came was actually Bei Gai Hong Qi Gong, who had a past connection with Yang Chengye.

  "What's this 'Nine-Fingered Divine Beggar Hong Qi Gong'?"

  "My name is Hong Qī, I'm a nine-bag elder of the Beggars' Sect. Didn't expect little brother to still remember me!"

  Yang Chengye wiped the sweat from his face and asked Hong Qi: "Hong elder, why am I here?"

  After listening to Yang Chengye's question, Hong Qi put away his smile and asked seriously: "Little brother, don't you really remember what happened?"

  Yang Chengye shook his head and said: "Let me think for a moment!"