"What the hell." Ye Chen squinted his eyes slightly and muttered to himself. He wanted to go in and take a look, but thought better of it.
A black hole is not a good place. It’s best not to go there unless you have to. Otherwise, if you go in, you won’t be able to get out.
"Let's go." Zhou Tianyi turned around with a smile. He looked like a spring breeze, his clothes were spotless, and he had already stepped out of the bamboo forest.
The son of the Eastern Emperor, just like a mortal, has no monkish aura to reveal, he has condensed his sharpness into the invisible, and has long since returned to his original nature.
Ye Chen looked away from the black hole and looked at Nan Ming Yushu. At her speed, it would still take some time to concentrate.
If by chance, there is a problem with the Tao, then it will be necessary to merge the Tao, and the time it takes is uncertain.
He was considerate and created a clone. It was quite depressed to be alone here, so he left it here to chat.
"If you have nothing to do, tell more dirty jokes. This girl likes to hear them." Before leaving, he didn't forget to pat his clone.
"Not serious." Yu Shu cursed. If he hadn't been in a spirit body at this moment, he would have run out and kicked him.
Ye Chen disagreed, shook his head and flew away.
As soon as he left, his clone rolled up his sleeves and rubbed his hands together to get ready to squirt heavily, which was like Ye Chen's urine.
Does he know a lot about the so-called dirty jokes
However, as soon as he went up, before he could speak, Nan Mingyushu scolded him with one word: Get out.
The avatar was embarrassed, squatting under the tree with hands folded, eyes wandering, thinking about how to complete the task assigned by the deity.
Here, Ye Chen has left the ancient city and headed straight to Nanchu.
People fly in the air with their eyes open, but it is better for him to close his eyes all the way, so he is not afraid of hitting the mountain.
It was obvious that he was meditating on the holy war dharma body, and for many years to come, he would point to it when doing war.
Dihuang's divine treasure is a treasure, secret technique, which one is not astonishing to the sky, such as the Overlord Appearance, such as turning the universe into dust, such as the Holy War Dharma Body at this moment.
Perhaps he was so focused on understanding that he had forgotten the time.
As a result, after flying for three consecutive days, he was still in Beichu. If he flew like this, he wouldn't be able to go back for hundreds of years.
On the night of the ninth day, a roar resounded throughout the world.
It hit, this time it really hit. A majestic mountain peak with its planks intact was knocked to pieces by him.
The mountain was hit, and naturally he was woken up with an embarrassed expression. He dusted himself off and stepped out of the gravel.
It's a good thing that the mountain peak has no spirit. If it had, I would have scolded you. I provoked you. It's such a big place. You just ran right into me.
Ye Chen still wants to scold him? We're both on the same mountain, but you stand out. You're so tall, you deserve to be hit by me.
Cursing in his heart, he sacrificed the teleportation domain gate with a flick of his hand and flew back to Nanchu, unless his brain was kicked by a donkey.
However, he did not step into the domain gate, but subconsciously turned his head and glanced to one side, looking at him in a daze.
At the foot of this mountain, there is a small village. To be more precise, it is a small deserted village that has long been dilapidated.
"Is it fate?" Ye Chen smiled, with a touch of sadness in his smile, and crystal tears shining in his eyes.
Suddenly, he raised his feet and appeared in front of the village.
There, there stood a stone tablet, which was mottled by the wind and sand. You could barely make out the words on it: Shanshi Village.
Although the three words were blurry, in his eyes, they were extremely dazzling, causing severe pain in his soul and making his body tremble.
For a long time, he stood quietly in front of the stone monument like a monument.
What could be seen was that his deep eyes were filled with hot tears, and his face was full of tears, and the tears flowed into his heart.
He finally said nothing and raised his feet. Walk in slowly.
The village is not big. They are all stone houses made of stones, many of which have collapsed. The stone paths under their feet are also cracked, and there are weeds and moss growing in the gaps.
He is like a tourist, walking and watching.
This is supposed to be a small village with simple folk customs. There are many millstones and water jars. Under the eaves, there are also hoes and shovels. The tools necessary for farming are very rough.
The wind and sand blew by, stirring up his white hair and clothes.
Similarly, the wind also blew out the skeleton half-covered in the sand. It is unknown how many years it has been dead or why it died, but the corpse exposed here must not have died at the end of its life.
He knelt down, his palms trembling, and kept brushing away layers of dust on a piece of land, as if he was looking for something.
This scene was strange, and the quasi-emperors of Tianxuan Sect looked stunned. Who would have thought that the majestic Holy Lord of Heaven would go to a mortal village to dig holes in the middle of the night.
"Maybe I found a treasure." Di Lao pinched his beard and said, "Have you seen it? I was so moved that I cried."
Regarding his speculation, all the quasi-emperors simply dismissed it as fart.
They still knew Ye Chen. Ye Chen's expression at this moment was obviously hurting, the kind that hurt to the bone.
But they wondered what a small, dilapidated village of mortals had to do with Ye Chen, to be so rude.
Under the attention of everyone, Ye Chen pulled out two skeletons from the dust and held them in his hands with trembling arms.
Under the moonlit night, big tears fell on the bones. They were Ye Chen's tears, flowing all over his face.
As a ray of fairy light flew out of his hand, the two skeletons turned into ashes and floated into two urns.
He held the two urns, walked to a stone house not far away, and gently opened the cracked wooden door.
The stone house is dark and the furnishings are very simple, with only a stone table, a few stone chairs, an earthen bed, and a straw mat.
The only wooden table facing the houses stood against the wall and was covered with heavy dust. There was an incense burner on it. There was also a picture of a god on the wall. The picture was yellow and the enshrinement could not be seen clearly. Who they are, but they must be immortals in the eyes of mortals. They worship them, pray for good weather, and pray for the health of their families.
The stone house is more of a spider web, layered one above another. There is no human habitation, and even the spiders are gone.
But just such a small, dilapidated and dark stone house caused Ye Chen to shed more tears than he could finish.
He placed the two urns in his arms on the table, lit three sticks of musk, and inserted them into the incense burner.
Then, he took a step back, knelt on the ground, and said with choked words, "Father, mother, the child is back."
This sound of father and mother was hoarse and full of tears.
The quasi-emperors of the Tianxuan Sect were all confused when they heard the words "Dad and Mom". The twist in the plot was beyond expectations.
"What a surprise!" Donghuang Taixin said leisurely.
"Really his parents?" the quasi-emperors asked tentatively.
"If it's fake, it's guaranteed." Donghuang Taixin gently waved his hand and offered a water curtain. What appeared in it was the scene of Shanshi Village, not at this moment, but at that time.
The Zhongshan Stone Village in the picture is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with beautiful scenery. The folk customs are indeed simple, with smoke rising from the kitchens, men farming and women weaving, and a lot of children playing and playing.
Through the water curtain, the quasi-emperors could still vaguely hear the sound.
They are all mortals, ordinary people, wearing coarse linen clothes and eating simple meals, but they are very happy.
However, all this comfort was broken one night: the village was mercilessly killed by bandits.
All the quasi-emperors were silent. They had no idea about Ye Chen's home in his previous life and what he had experienced. They had never thought that the parents of the undefeated God of War could be so ordinary.
In the stone house, Ye Chen was still kneeling on the ground, crying with sobs and showing true feelings that could never be imitated.
Yes, this was his home in his previous life. The ashes in the jar were his parents. They were robbers in his previous life. No one in the village, including his parents, killed them. He was the only one who ran away to the mountains for fun. , only to escape the disaster.
These scenes were all seen by him from the Wangxiang Tower.
Even in his previous life, he was still his father and mother. Blood is thicker than water. Therefore, he could find the bones of his father and mother with extreme accuracy. No amount of power could erase the bloodline.
This is his root. His parents have been gone for too long.
But he came too late and missed a reincarnation.
As a child, he spent countless nights huddled in the hay, crying, calling for his parents, and desperately grabbing food from the mouths of wild dogs with his weak body.
Just like what he said to Haotian Xuanzhen back then, his childhood was dark, and a man was so hungry that he could eat his own children. There were so many scenes that were engraved in his soul.
Having seen so much of the ugliness of human nature, he hated the sky so much, but he also sympathized with all living beings. There was too much suffering in the world.
In the dark stone house, he cried into tears. The emotions he had suppressed for a cycle finally broke out at this moment.
So what about the Holy Lord of Heaven, and what about the undefeated God of War? He is also a human being, and a child of his parents.
It's a pity that he can no longer see his parents, and all he has are the two jars of ashes, which carry all his childhood dreams.
This should be a period of cause and effect, the cause of the past life and the result of this life. No matter how powerful his magical power is, he can't bring back his parents.
Everything was turned into the dust of history in Shanshi Village in the previous life, buried in the years, and frozen forever.