After Chu Ling'er left, Ye Chen sat down on the ground as if he was exhausted.
Okay! The twin sisters were more frightened than the other late at night, and he almost pissed himself a few times.
"She decided not to kill me?" Holding the wine bottle, Ye Chen drank a glass of wine and muttered in a low voice.
"The master must have intervened. She had some scruples, so she let me go."
"So, I don't have to leave Heng Yue Sect?"
Even so, Ye Chen was still a little frightened. From now on, he would have to open one eye when sleeping, otherwise he would be strangled to death by Chu Ling'er if he wasn't careful. This crazy woman could do anything.
"I don't want to anymore." Ye Chen shook his head, put his thoughts away, and then summoned Zixuan with a thought.
Zixuan, who was upgraded to an earth-level puppet, was very different from before.
In the battle at the back mountain, Zixuan's fighting power completely shocked him. She was undefeated against the two true disciples and many inner disciples. This seemed to be beyond the scope of ordinary earth-level puppets, and it was simply shocking.
"Thankfully I have you this time." Zixuan stood there like a javelin, while Ye Chen kept circling her.
"You are so strong at the Earth level. If you are upgraded to the Heaven level, no ordinary person in the Spirit Realm will be your opponent." Ye Chen muttered in his heart, and he was already planning to find a time to upgrade Zixuan to the Heaven level.
But he also knows that upgrading to a heaven-level puppet is not just a problem that can be solved with money.
You must know that there is only one heaven-level puppet in the entire Hengyue Sect. It can be imagined how difficult it is to refine a heaven-level puppet, and the required upgrade materials must be very difficult to find.
"No matter what, I'm still very optimistic about you." Ye Chen chuckled and ignored Zixuan, letting her absorb the starry moonlight.
And he was already sitting cross-legged on the bamboo bed, and took out a piece of iron from his arms. This piece of iron was exactly what he got from Yang Bin's storage bag when he and Xie Yun shared the spoils. Because of its existence, he Real Fire reacted.
baby!
Ye Chen held the iron piece and looked at it carefully against the moonlight that slanted into the room.
I don't know if the iron piece is from that era. It has a vicissitude of life. It is rusty and mottled. There is nothing unusual about it, like the fragments of a knife.
"Let's see what mystery you have." With a murmur, Ye Chen took out the small purple gold gourd and stuffed the small iron piece inside.
Buzz!
Suddenly, the purple gold gourd trembled slightly.
Ye Chen just waited and stared at the little gourd, hoping that the weird little gourd could find out the mystery on the small iron piece.
However, after a long time, the little gourd didn't respond.
"What's going on?" Ye Chen was stunned, and then he took hold of the purple gold gourd, then pulled out the stopper of the gourd and looked inside.
It didn't matter. As soon as he got closer, the iron piece he stuffed into the small purple gourd shot out from the gourd like a golden light, hitting his eyebrows impartially and then blending in.
Suddenly, Ye Chen felt a buzzing in his mind.
ah…!
Ye Chen was in pain, turned over and fell down, holding his head in his hands, gritting his teeth and roaring.
Click!
In the dark, Ye Chen seemed to hear such a sound, as if something was broken, and the sound came from his mind, and the piece of iron that entered his mind through his eyebrows shattered.
Ye Chen clearly saw that the broken pieces of iron turned into broken pictures. These broken pictures were quickly reorganized and converged into a complete picture, and his mind was seized on the spot. Got involved.
artistic conception
The pain in his mind was no longer so severe, Ye Chen murmured.
Inexplicably, his soul seemed to leave his body and then entered a strange world.
This world of artistic conception is very mysterious. There are mountains, water, jungles, stars, moon and scorching sun. Ye Chen's eyes sparkled when he looked at it. It was not that he had never entered an artistic conception before, but this was the first time for him to see such a majestic artistic conception like this. See.
Sure enough, on a mountain peak not far away, a man wearing a golden armor appeared in Ye Chen's sight.
The man had a majestic figure, a back like a mountain, and thick black hair flowing like a waterfall. His whole body was shrouded in the golden glory, like molten gold, dazzling and dazzling. He stood on the mountain peak like a monument that would never collapse.
"Is this artistic conception left by that senior during his lifetime?" After murmuring, Ye Chen stared blankly at the man wearing the golden armor,
Soon, the man in the golden armor moved. He crushed the sky with one step, and a golden magic sword appeared in his hand.
At this moment, the storm was raging, thick dark clouds were gathering, and thunderbolts were flying like snakes in the dark clouds. The whole world was darkened, and a fighting spirit that made Ye Chen's blood boil suddenly appeared.
Eight wild cuts!
Following the man's shocking roar, he swung the golden magic sword, and the sword actually split the entire world.
At this moment, the stars are dim, the moonlight is extinguished, and the heaven and earth have lost their color due to this eight desolate cuts.
"This..." Maybe the scene was so scary that Ye Chen couldn't help but take a step back, his face suddenly turned pale, and his eyes were full of horror. If he hadn't entered this artistic conception, he would never have witnessed such a huge scene in his life.
In the distance, the man was slashed out by Bahuang, and his body began to slowly dissipate. The artistic world also became blurred at a speed visible to the naked eye until it disappeared.
Wow!
In the small bamboo room, Ye Chen suddenly sat up from his bed.
Eight wild cuts!
Ye Chen's little heart was still beating hard, and he couldn't calm down for a long time. The artistic conception in his consciousness, as well as the senior in the artistic conception, that majestic figure, and that devastating fighting power, were all engraved at this moment. The knife was engraved firmly in my heart.
"Bahuang Zhan, what a domineering name." Ye Chen couldn't hide the shock on his face.
Quietly, he slowly closed his eyes, like an old monk sitting in meditation, with a clear mind and no new objects, swimming in understanding.
He sat there for nine hours.
Jade Girl Peak is completely silent, bathed in moonlight, adding a different kind of charm to this beautiful mountain peak.
In the small bamboo room, Ye Chen was sitting quietly, his expression changing. Sometimes he was happy, sometimes he frowned, sometimes he murmured softly, and sometimes he was extremely silent.
After an unknown amount of time, he slowly opened his eyes.
A breath of turbid breath was exhaled for a long time, and there was a hint of enlightenment on Ye Chen's face, "On the long journey, you should have a fearless Taoist heart and an invincible fighting spirit to sweep across the eight wastelands. The seniors and juniors seem to understand some of the true meaning of the eight wastelands."
Suddenly, Ye Chen stood up suddenly, turned over and jumped out of the small bamboo room. He took out a golden knife from the storage bag with a wave of his hand, waving it with equal strength and energy.
Buzz.
Buzz.
Soon, the method of Eight Desolations was silently recited in the heart, and the blood boiled. The true energy of Danhai rushed into the golden sword. The sword buzzed, the golden fire lingered on it, the divine radiance was hot, and the golden light shone.
Eight wild cuts!
Following Ye Chen's sudden drink, he took a step forward, leaped into the air, held the golden knife in both hands, and slashed Huashan with all his strength.
Buzz!
Suddenly, a golden sword light over five feet long appeared, indestructible, powerful and domineering.
boom!
The bamboo forest trembled slightly, and a huge boulder not far away instantly collapsed, leaving a deep ravine on the ground.
Ye Chen staggered when he landed on the ground, half-kneeling on the ground, and slashed with Bahuang. The power was overbearing and powerful, but it almost drained him of his true energy.
Click!
A crisp sound rang out, and the golden sword he held in his hand cracked, and then broke into pieces at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was obvious that the grade of this golden sword was too low to withstand the tyranny of the Eight Desolations Slash.
Not only that, he also felt severe pain in the bones and meridians of his body. It seemed that he was self-injured by the overbearing Bahuang Zhan.
"Sure enough, he is domineering." Although his face was pale, Ye Chen still showed an ecstatic smile on his face.
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