Emperor Qiankun

Chapter 414 Reencounter with the Mysterious Old Man: Soul-Suppressing Tower and Tracking Mirror

However, an image involuntarily surfaced in Li Qingyuan's mind:

If Granny Lan were here and saw this scene, I wonder what she would think?

Granny Lan has always doted on Su Yaoyue, treating her like her own granddaughter.

If she saw her precious granddaughter taking such good care of a man;

They would probably be so surprised that their eyes would widen, and then they would be displeased.

She might even lose her temper and give Li Qingyuan a lecture and scolding...

Thinking of this, Li Qingyuan's lips couldn't help but curl up slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

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The two strolled side by side through the bustling market.

People came and went, and noise and hawking filled the air.

As they walked, Su Yaoyue suddenly seemed to have discovered something new and interesting, and playfully moved closer to Li Qingyuan.

Her eyes sparkled, filled with a mixture of excitement and doubt, as she whispered:

"Hey~ Junior Uncle, look over there, isn't that the old man who sells you obsidian?"

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Upon hearing this, Li Qingyuan's heart stirred, and he quickly looked in the direction Su Yaoyue pointed.

As far as the eye could see, there stood a ragged old man.

His clothes were full of holes, filthy, and looked like they hadn't been washed in a long time, emitting an unpleasant odor.

His pants were also tattered, with a large tear at the knee, revealing dark skin underneath.

The shoes were even worse; a big toe was sticking out of the front, dangling in the air.

He looked exactly like a beggar.

He was shouting at the top of his lungs in a hoarse, slightly obsequious voice:

"Come and take a look! This old man has some rare and precious treasures here. You'll miss out if you don't!"

Li Qingyuan recognized the old man at a glance as the cunning fellow who had swindled him out of a lot of Xuanjing in Yunshui City.

After selling the obsidian, the old man ran faster than a rabbit and disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving Li Qingyuan no time to confront him.

Thinking of this, Li Qingyuan was immediately furious.

The anger in his chest suddenly flared up.

His feet involuntarily took two steps forward, as if he couldn't wait to rush up to the old man and settle the score with him.

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However, they had only taken two steps.

Li Qingyuan suddenly stopped, her brows furrowed, and a look of confusion and contemplation appeared on her face.

He noticed with keen insight that a young man was standing next to the old man.

The young man was wearing a blue shirt.

His clothes were neat and clean, as if they had just been taken out of the closet, without a single wrinkle or speck of dust.

It stood in stark contrast to the dirty old man next to him, appearing completely out of place.

Strangely enough, the two of them would chat from time to time.

Judging from their natural demeanor and intimate tone, they seemed to be quite familiar with each other.

This left Li Qingyuan completely baffled, and he pondered to himself:

What exactly is the relationship between this old man and this young man?

How did they end up together?

Is there some hidden story behind this?

For a moment, Li Qingyuan stood there, lost in thought, and did not move her feet.

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At this moment.

The old man seemed to have a pair of sharp eyes; he spotted Li Qingyuan in the bustling crowd in an instant.

Surprisingly.

He did not shrink back or hide like someone who had done something wrong.

Instead, it was as if they were seeing a long-lost friend or relative, and their faces instantly lit up with a warm and kind smile.

Then, he shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Young friend, it's you!"

"Oh my, I've been waiting for you! Come here, come here, let's have a good chat. I have so much to tell you!"

The voice was so loud it seemed to penetrate the entire market, attracting curious glances from many people around.

Li Qingyuan was lost in her thoughts when the sudden shout interrupted her.

However, he was not annoyed by this. He still had a faint smile on his face and walked over leisurely with unhurried steps.

When he reached the old man, he bowed slightly, smiled warmly, and said in a concerned tone:

"Grandpa, it's been a long time."

"Look at you now, how did you become so haggard?"

"Could it be that you've encountered some difficulties in life, forcing you into such dire straits?"

His expression and tone were as if he were genuinely concerned about an elder he hadn't seen in a long time.

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Upon hearing this, the old man was taken aback for a moment, then burst into a hearty laugh.

The laughter was so enthusiastic and loud that it made the ears of those around them tingle.

He laughed and waved his hand vigorously, saying:

"Young friend, you are as witty and humorous as ever, with a constant stream of clever remarks!"

"But ever since we parted, I've been thinking about you constantly, day and night."

"I've always kept you in my heart, hoping to meet you again and continue this wonderful bond between us..."

"Young friend, take a look at my stall and see if there's anything you like. Don't be shy, just pick whatever you like."

"I'll give you this for free, as a small gift for our reunion!"

His words were sincere and heartfelt, as if he were truly a generous, magnanimous, and loyal elder.

Upon hearing this, Li Qingyuan secretly grumbled to himself:

"This old man really thinks I'm a sucker, he's trying to rip me off again..."

But he maintained his smiling expression, revealing no flaw whatsoever.

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Just as my thoughts were racing.

Suddenly, the old ox's rough, somewhat teasing voice reached my ears:

"Old man, why is your stall full of junk? There's not a single thing worth looking at..."

With that shout, Li Qingyuan and her group were involuntarily drawn to the small stall in front of the old man.

Upon closer inspection, there were fewer than ten items scattered across the stall.

Each piece was broken and covered with a dull patina.

These objects lay crookedly, looking extremely disheveled.

At first glance, it really looks no different from the trash that no one cares about on the street, completely useless.

At this moment, the old man, filthy and ragged, shook his head and slowly spoke:

"No, no."

"Fellow Daoist, you are mistaken. Do not make hasty judgments."

"These are all rare treasures that I, an old man, searched for after going through countless hardships and risking my life!"

"Although they may look rather shabby, each one is of considerable value and is by no means an ordinary item..."

As he spoke, he reached out and carefully picked up one of the leaky, tower-shaped objects.

The tower-shaped object is covered with cracks, and a corner of the top is missing.

But when the old man gently turned it, a faint light flickered on the tower.

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At this moment, the old man cleared his throat and said smugly:

"This tower is called the 'Soul-Suppressing Tower'."

"Don't be fooled by its dilapidated state; once placed in a place with extremely heavy yin energy, it can be very effective."

"It can then release a mysterious power to suppress those wandering ghosts and restore peace to the surrounding area."

"Moreover, it can absorb the surrounding resentment and transform it into pure spiritual energy to nourish the holder."

After saying this, he picked up a chipped bronze mirror and continued:

"This bronze mirror is called the 'Tracing Mirror'."

"Even if the target is thousands of miles away, as long as a drop of the holder's blood is dripped on the mirror and the incantation is recited."

"The location and general situation of the target will appear on the mirror, and no matter how well the target hides, it cannot escape its tracking."

Li Qingyuan and his group witnessed this scene, and their faces all showed a disdainful expression of "that's all?"

However, they had already begun to secretly plan ahead.

These objects are dilapidated and worn, their surfaces dull and lifeless, as if they had been completely abandoned by time.

However, thanks to their keen senses, Li Qingyuan and the others still managed to detect the subtle spiritual energy flowing within these objects.

Although the spirituality was faint, it was pure and unique, clearly indicating an extraordinary origin.

This is enough to prove that these seemingly insignificant objects are by no means ordinary, but extremely rare.

Everyone couldn't help but think to themselves:

I wonder where this mysterious old man found these treasures from...

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