With sighs and sighs, Ye Chen has stepped into Jie Ming Mountain.
Behind him, those pairs of eyes were filled with awe.
It is really not easy to be trapped by love, to be able to escape in such a short period of time, and to defeat the emperor's disciples.
How difficult it is to endure what others cannot endure and to carry the pain.
The world began to believe that Holy Body Ye Chen's undefeated record was not only due to strength, but also to an iron-clad character.
Inadvertently, too many people couldn't help but look at Zhao Yun.
If we talk about evildoers, this guy can be said to be equally matched with Ye Chen.
These two guys, don't be too natural. One beats Ming Jue and the other beats Bai Zhi. It makes the two supreme beings very embarrassed.
Suddenly, too many people smoothed their beards, warning themselves in their hearts: Don’t mess with these two bitches, no matter who you mess with.
Even the Supreme Being dares to lose his face, so what else can he not dare to do
Zhao Yun coughed dryly, turned around and left, it was none of my business.
Ming Jue also had a dry cough. He was already very popular, and after the battle with Zhao Yun, he became even more popular in the underworld. A thief is a disgrace.
As soon as he left, the onlookers also left one after another. Before leaving, they did not forget to bow respectfully to Jie Ming Mountain.
Many people also muttered that the emperor was really calm.
In front of Jie Ming Mountain, only Bai Zhi was left, smiling somewhat self-deprecatingly.
In terms of bloodline, her bloodline is infinitely close to that of the ancient Yuan Feng. In a certain sense, it is even stronger than the ancient holy body.
In terms of background, he is the emperor's disciple. He has inherited the immortal magic since he started practicing Taoism. In this regard, Ye Chen cannot compare.
In terms of cultivation, she has been a saint for hundreds of years, and her realm has reached a bottleneck. She is only a little short of being a quasi-sage king, and is better than Ye Chen.
But unfortunately, she lost. With all the advantages, she failed miserably. The so-called arrogance became a joke.
She had underestimated Ye Chen. His character, practical ability, and mind all absolutely crushed her, and defeat was inevitable.
There are people outside the world, and there are mountains outside the mountains. This era is so extraordinary.
Once again, she shook her head helplessly. She had been at the top since she was a child, but because she stood too high, she became short-sighted.
Thinking in her mind, she also held back her breath and followed in.
Ye Chen was too ferocious, and his attacks were neither gentle nor severe, and even caused her serious injuries, which required time to recover.
In Jieming Mountain, Ye Chen walked slowly and reached the small bamboo forest.
Emperor Huang was there, sitting leisurely, a generation of godless monarchs, dressed in plain clothes, with an immortal demeanor, quietly making tea.
"Junior Ye Chen, I have met my ancestors." Ye Chen saluted.
"Come and sit." Di Huang said with a gentle smile.
Ye Chen stepped forward and sat opposite Dihuang again after half a year. Although he was the supreme emperor, he did not have the slightest dignity.
He should be very honored that the most powerful person of his generation actually poured tea for him personally. If word of this was spread, most people would not believe it.
Looking at the haggard and vicissitudes of Ye Chen, Dihuang couldn't help but sigh.
Ye Chen's fate was all caused by him.
The Supreme also has love. How much he loves Yue Shang, he knows how much Ye Chen loves Chu Ling. He understands Ye Chen's state of mind.
However, if he had to do it again, he would still not hesitate.
The only strange thing is that the six paths of reincarnation are too terrifying. Although this cruel process is cruel, it can save Ye Chen and help him achieve nirvana.
Aeons ago, he was defeated, and he didn't want Ye Chen to be defeated as well.
Ancient regrets have wasted our ancestors, and we must not let future generations suffer the same consequences, even if the means are cruel.
"Senior, I have become a saint, can I return to the heavens?" Ye Chen said, his voice hoarse, unable to hide the vicissitudes of life.
"Can you let her go?" Di Huang said calmly, his words leisurely.
"Let it go... let it go." Ye Chen said, trying his best to squeeze out a smile. It was very far-fetched, and his heart was aching.
"Whether you can let it go or not is not determined by your words, but determined by your heart."
"Junior, please let me go, please let me go to the next level."
"With your current condition, I can't possibly let you go." Dihuang said calmly, with a hint of supreme majesty.
"Then... when can I return to the heavens?" Ye Chen asked.
Di Huang was silent and did not speak. He only lightly flicked his sleeves. The next moment, he saw a woman appearing in the small bamboo forest.
Taking a closer look, it was Bai Zhi, his disciple of Emperor Huang.
Bai Zhi was shocked. She had just entered the boudoir and was preparing to heal her wounds. Before she could take a breath, she was brought by Dihuang.
It's a good thing I didn't take off my clothes, otherwise... it would be really embarrassing.
This girl was very confused. She didn't know why Di Huang wanted her. Ye Chen was even more confused because he didn't know where Di Huang was singing.
"When will you be able to draw Angelica dahurica, when will I let you go through it?"
Under the confused looks of the two people, Di Huang stood up, fluttered his sleeves and left, his body becoming illusive step by step until he disappeared.
Ye Chen frowned, a little surprised, just... so simple
Bai Zhi's expression was quite strange. Master called her here to be a model? This... was really caught off guard.
Here, Ye Chen has taken out a pen and paper and hung it in mid-air.
Bai Zhi simply straightened her hair and found a place to sit down. This was the first time she had done this.
Ye Chen's eyes were calm and his expression showed no emotion at all. He glanced at Bai Zhi, then waved his hand and started painting quietly.
Bai Zhi's expression was indifferent, as motionless as a statue.
Occasionally, he would raise his eyes and glance at Ye Chen imperceptibly.
She has always been targeting her master, and she has made a great wish that one day she will surpass her master.
But the appearance of Holy Body Ye Chen became another target for her.
In the imperial struggle for supremacy, only by defeating him can one reach the top, and only by defeating him can one be qualified to surpass Emperor Huang.
The bamboo forest fell into silence, with only wisps of wind blowing.
One person is sitting and the other is painting. This scene is a bit strange.
Not long ago, the two were fighting outside Jie Ming Mountain.
It had only been a while, but it was all over again. The atmosphere was really awkward, and it was really unnatural to be stared at by such a man.
If it weren't for Master's personal orders, she wouldn't be sitting here honestly.
Time passed by minute by second, Ye Chen wrote like a master, never stopping one stroke after another, it could be said that he finished it in one go.
On the white scroll, the prototype of a woman has been sketched.
Ye Chen's painting skills are pretty good. His paintings are lifelike, with every frown, every smile, every haircut, all very expressive.
I don't know when I saw him stop and look at the painting he had made in a daze, his expression was in a trance and his eyes were hazy.
"You... haven't finished the painting yet?" Bai Zhi glanced at Ye Chen.
Ye Chen was silent, as if he hadn't heard anything, and was still looking at the painting. You could see that there were tears shining in his eyes.
Bai Zhi frowned, what are you doing, drawing a picture, why are you crying.
Or should I say, this girl is really... too pretty
Ye Chen smiled, subconsciously raised his hand, and gently touched the scroll, his eyes full of tenderness, as if looking at his wife.
"Now that I've finished the painting, I'm leaving." Bai Zhi couldn't sit down anymore, so she stood up immediately, with graceful lotus steps and a magical posture.
Perhaps motivated by curiosity, when passing by Ye Chen, she subconsciously glanced sideways and glanced at the painting Ye Chen had drawn.
I also wanted to see what kind of painting Ye Chen had made of her, but she was so fascinated by it that she even shed tears while watching it.
This sight, it didn't matter, made her stop on the spot.
In the portrait, where she is, it is clearly another woman.
To be more precise, it was Naihe Bridge God... Chu Ling'er.
For a moment, Bai Zhi's chest rose and fell violently, sparks bloomed in her eyes, and it looked like she was about to go crazy.
I'm really idle. Sitting here for so long, you are trying to imitate me and draw other women. It's so annoying.
I just want to ask, what is the value of my existence? Can I entertain you? You're not painting me, you should have told me earlier!
Ye Chen was silent, with nothing in mind, and he never felt that Bai Zhi was looking at him, and that she had a pair of cannibalistic eyes.
He was still looking at that painting, that painting by Chu Ling.
He didn't know that he was clearly painting Bai Zhi, but by some strange combination of circumstances, he painted Chu Ling, portraying her vividly.
Obviously, he couldn't forget Chu Ling, and he couldn't let go of his most beloved woman. He even painted her likeness.
How could he let it go? That was the woman he loved most. He had been in love for three hundred years. He let it go as soon as he said it. He thought he couldn't do it.