In the early morning, smoke curled up from the cooking pots in Shanhe Village, creating a peaceful atmosphere.
There are endless giggles, children are playing, walking with little toddling steps, and their innocence is brilliant.
At the foot of the mountain, in front of a short tombstone, an old monk with red and swollen eyes from crying had already gotten up and was clearing the weeds beside the tomb.
The little kid also came to help, a little silly.
The old monk smiled, touched his little head, and regarded him as a relative, relying on him for life.
All this is going on in an orderly manner.
In the mountains, Ye Chen was still asleep, and the falling leaves covered his body, seeming to bury him.
"When the Heavenly Demon attacks the Seven Evils, it will be the time when the immortals fight against the Heaven."
In the dark, there seemed to be such an ancient voice, ringing in his ears, making him look painful.
With a gust of wind blowing, he suddenly opened his eyes.
It can be seen that his face is pale, sweat is oozing out from his forehead, and he is breathing heavily, as if he has a nightmare.
After three or two seconds of sluggishness, I saw him rubbing his eyebrows fiercely.
His mind returned to clarity, and he recalled Di Jue's artistic conception.
The ancient picture is still vivid in my mind: a powerful empress, fighting against who knows who, and the battle is extremely fierce.
Even though he had woken up, the emperor's blood splashing all over the sky was still dazzling and burned into his mind.
He didn't see the end, and he didn't know whether the Immortal Killing Sword killed the empress. Everything was unknown.
That empress is very mysterious. She is not among the one hundred and thirty emperors of Xuanhuang, and she has connections with various restricted areas.
A certain artistic conception, from an unknown age, cast a fog over his wisdom, and he could not clear it away no matter what.
"Di Jue, who is your master?" Ye Chen murmured softly, subconsciously looking inward at the sea of gods.
However, when he went to see Shenhai, Di Jue was missing.
He frowned, Di Jue was gone, unexpectedly.
From the time he got the first fragment to the time when Di Jue was complete, it was more than two hundred years, and it was gone forever.
He thought that Di Jue would bring him an opportunity.
Never thought that if the opportunity was gone, even Di Jue would be gone.
"It must have a spirit and must be looking for its owner."
Ye Chen shook his head secretly and did not force Di Jue to return.
Since it is the emperor's jade, it is not an ordinary existence. It has its own story, and it also remembers the death of the empress.
Slowly collecting his thoughts, he stood up and walked out of the mountain.
When passing by the small tomb, the old monk who was still sweeping the tomb hurried over and knelt on the ground with a plop.
The child was confused and knelt down too.
"What are your plans for the years to come?" Ye Chen smiled, used a gentle force to support the two of them, and stuffed the child with a spiritual fruit when he was done.
"Guard your hometown, guard your parents." The old monk gave a vicissitudes of a smile, with tears in his eyes, "If I had known this earlier, I would not have embarked on this miserable road."
Ye Chen smiled without replying and reached the sky in one step.
Behind him, the old monk waved his hand as a farewell.
This should be a piece of cause and effect, but also a piece of kindness. Ye Chen gave him the opportunity and took him back to his hometown.
Ye Chen Yutian followed the map and headed east to the nearest ancient city to continue his journey of searching for people.
A quarter of an hour later, he flew out of this barren land.
The world in front of us is more green, the creatures are more prosperous and lush, and the spiritual power of heaven and earth is much richer.
On the verge of a prosperous area, there are more monks.
Looking from a distance, there are many divine rainbows in the sky, and each one is a figure, either wielding a flying sword, flying in the clouds, or riding a spiritual beast, there are quite a few people.
These monks seemed to have urgent matters and were rushing to reincarnate. They were all in a hurry.
Moreover, their directions are also very consistent.
Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and pulled out a wretched young man from among the people flying by. His cultivation level was not high, only the Emperor level.
He flew just in time and was picked up by someone. The wretched young man was trembling with fear and looked at Ye Chen in fear.
"You are running so fast, is there a strange treasure about to be born?" Ye Chen looked at the wretched young man with interest.
"No... it's not a rare treasure, it's... it's the ancient holy body." The wretched young man was solemn and did not dare to breathe.
"Eucharist?"
"The enemies of the Holy Body have captured the Holy Body's old friends and locked them up at the foot of Zhutian Mountain. There are hundreds of them. They also spread the word that if the Holy Body doesn't leave for a day, they will kill one person every day until the Holy Body appears. , we all went to Zhongzhou to watch the show."
Hearing this, Ye Chen's mind was buzzing, like a thunderbolt, murderous intent suddenly appeared, and the heaven and earth turned into ice.
The wretched young man's expression changed, and his expression instantly turned pale and bloodless, as if he had fallen into the Nine Netherworld.
The monks who passed by also suffered the aftermath and fell to pieces, unable to withstand Ye Chen's pressure.
"What a strong evil spirit." Too many monks trembled in their hearts and looked at Ye Chen in horror. They didn't know who Ye Chen was, but they only knew that he was very strong and the world was moving with pressure.
Ye Chen was already on the road, heading straight to the ancient city like a fairy.
His murderous intent could no longer be contained, and his golden eyes were full of blooming cold light and also filled with violence.
The Holy Body was so powerful that it crushed the sky with thunder.
He was also too fast and did not look at the road. The monks flying in the sky were knocked off their feet by him.
At some point, he stepped into a vast ancient city.
"Someone is doing the Holy Eucharist again, so you should go and take a look." As soon as he entered the ancient city, Ye Chen heard a lot of discussion, and the crowds were rushing towards the center of the city.
"Visually, the movement will be bigger this time. Those individuals who captured the Holy Body's old friends are all very strong. The battle is not small. The Holy Body will be in danger this time."
"Are you looking down on the Holy Body again? He is a ruthless character."
"Without guarantees, Ye Chen won't go. It's a dead end. If I were the Holy Body, I would never go."
In the midst of the discussion, Ye Chen rushed all the way, and pedestrians on the street were knocked off their feet by him.
There was no shortage of curses, but when Ye Chen's tyrannical aura and coercion could be seen, he consciously shut up.
There was a long queue in front of the teleportation array in the ancient city. Needless to say, they were all going to Zhongzhou to watch a big show.
Ye Chen arrived and went directly onto the stone platform without queuing up.
"Go to the back and line up." The purple-robed old man guarding the teleportation array said in a gloomy and dignified tone.
"That's right, there are so many people, how dare you jump in line?" The words below were full of curses, forming a wave.
"Get out of here, don't look for excitement."
"I don't have a good temper, so go and line up."
Ye Chen ignored it and stepped into the teleportation array.
"Hey, I have such a bad temper." Someone quit, and a bald man called out with a palm.
This is the pinnacle of the Yihuang Realm. His palm is as heavy as a mountain. He has no hold on his hands and wants Ye Chen to pay the price for his arrogance.
Ye Chen said nothing, turned his hand and gave it a hard blow.
Blood spattered, and the bald man flipped out on the spot, his body bursting apart, and the loft on the opposite side crashed into the boat.
"The peak of the First Emperor Realm was defeated just like that?" People from all directions were surprised, and many people were frightened back.
"Fellow Taoist, you broke the rules." The purple-robed old man in charge of the teleportation formation snorted coldly and pushed him over with a palm.
This guy's cultivation level is not low, he is a saint. He is much stronger than the bald man before, and he has strong self-control ability.
Ye Chen still didn't speak, but he was still extremely strong. He used the Bahuang Fist to fight against him, and his power was extremely powerful.
Blood flowers bloomed again, and the purple-robed old man knelt on the spot, his arms turned into blood mist, and his physical body collapsed.
hiss!
The sound of gasping was heard, and everyone's expression changed.
That is a saint! It was just a face-to-face encounter, and he was completely defeated. How could that guy be so strong
"Holy...Holy Body, he is the Holy Body." In the surprised voice, the purple-robed old man staggered to his feet, his old eyes protruding, looking at Ye Chen in disbelief.
"Holy body?" One sentence made everyone around couldn't help but exclaim, and all eyes were focused on Ye Chen.
"It's actually the Holy Body. He's really in the North Mountain of Xuanhuang." Everyone's expressions became wonderful. They never thought that the protagonist of Zhongzhou's dead end would appear here.
"I'm pretending to be an old man, no wonder I didn't recognize him." Everyone present retreated collectively, especially the person who had cursed before, his face was pale and his heart was trembling.
Especially the bald man who attacked Ye Chen before and the old man in purple robe who was in charge of the teleportation formation. The two of them almost crawled to the ground, for fear of Ye Chen's reckoning.
The holy body is too strong, has a good reputation for being evil, and is a ruthless character who has not been killed even though he is wanted by all the tribes. He really cannot be provoked.
If the holy body went on a killing spree, no one here would be able to survive, and his combat power had also exceeded a certain limit.
However, the worries of those present were all unnecessary.
Ye Chen didn't settle the matter, and he didn't have time to settle it with these people. He had already set up his own formation and adjusted the spatial coordinates.
The teleportation array buzzed rapidly and he disappeared instantly.
After he left, no one left the scene for a long time.
After a long time, someone jumped into the teleportation formation, "Quick, quick, start the formation, there's going to be a big show this time."