Hearing this, Ye Chen frowned, "Can you figure out which one it is."
"Alchemy Lord Qiye." The human king took the wine pot and sprinkled it on the starry sky, as if he was paying homage to the dead soul.
Hearing this name, Ye Chen's heart suddenly hurt.
Danzun Qiye, the reincarnated master of Hongchenxue, was famous in the heavens. The Tianji Dan of Great Chu in the past came from his hands. He used the pill to realize the great road, but he fell on the journey before he could achieve great success.
A generation of ancestors do not know who they are until they die, and most of them have no one to see them off. How sad.
Suddenly, Ye Chen also took the wine pot, sprinkled it in the starry sky, paid homage to the Alchemist, and said slowly, "Perhaps, we can stop practicing and go find the person who is responsible for the disaster first, so as to avoid another tragedy."
"You still don't understand what it means to be born into the world due to calamity." Human King Youyou said, "Being calamified is your own calamity. The most important thing is to avoid the interference of outsiders. If you are not careful, it will harm others. Whether it is a blessing or a disaster, it is all Rely on yourself and wait until your merits are complete, then the misfortunes will be over."
"Just because I won't interfere doesn't mean that Honghuang won't interfere." Ye Chen said calmly.
"In response to the calamity craze, there will be an unspoken tacit understanding between the heavens and the ancient world." The human king spoke plainly, and explained the truth to Ye Chen, "One hair can affect the whole body. The heavens and the world are afraid, and the great people in the ancient world are also afraid. , intervene arbitrarily, and the quasi-emperors of the ancient world will also be affected."
After saying that, the Human King sighed and turned around, his steps a little heavy.
Ye Chen dropped his gaze and followed immediately.
Along the way, the starry sky was extremely calm, and the two of them walked through the sky without saying a word. The atmosphere was very depressing, as if they both knew that in this catastrophic craze, more people would be destroyed in other places. Danzun Qiye is only the first, but he will never be the last.
This journey lasted three years.
In the past three years, Ye Chen has continued his conquests, thousands of battles, large and small, and sacrificed to the emperor Fuxi in the killings. His formation was stained with blood, and it was precisely because of this killing that the formation became more refined.
These three years have also been full of opportunities.
Back and forth, Ye Chen searched for hundreds of Dunjia Tianzi to bless the magic circle, making it even more powerful.
In the past three years, there have been constant bad news and deaths.
Just as I thought three years ago, people who are destined to be catastrophic will continue to fall, both in the prehistoric era and in all the heavens.
And Dachu could not escape the bad luck. After seven nights of Danzun, the Nine Desolate Heaven Saint Ancestor, the Temple Saint Ancestor, the Kunlun Xu Saint Ancestor, the Daluo All Heavens Saint Ancestor and the Daxia Longchao Saint Ancestor were all buried one after another.
Every day, Ye Chen and the King of People spilled wine in the starry sky.
The wave of Ying Jie was so fierce that it swallowed up one peak quasi-emperor after another, causing the human world's combat power to suffer a heavy blow. The Ying Jie pass was too terrifying, and even the peak quasi-emperor could not escape the holocaust. Perhaps, he could really cross The quasi-emperors who have survived the disaster are only three or four out of ten.
In the fourth year, Ye Chen stopped in front of an ancient star.
This star is extremely huge, comparable to the Wangxuan Star. Unfortunately, there is no source of stars within it, and it cannot breed any living beings. The entire star is dead and silent, with no grass growing on it. There is not even the most basic starlight, but only the dust of time. Few monks set foot in it.
Ye Chen raised his feet, wanting to go in and rest.
The Human King stretched out his hand and grabbed him, "There is someone inside who should be kidnapped, so don't disturb him."
"But I am the quasi-emperor of Great Chu." Ye Chen put his feet back.
"It's General." The Human King replied, as if he could see a small tomb in the mountains through the stars. "General, in this life, you are really going to have to fight with a dead body. Even if you are born into this world, you will still be a corpse." Corpse, I hope you can cross this hurdle and reach nirvana in the disaster."
"If someone else enters this ancient star, will it also disturb his calamity?" Ye Chen asked.
"Then it depends on who it is." The Human King turned around and went on the road, "Speaking of you and me, if we had known that he was a general who was going to be robbed, we would have disturbed him. As for the other people, if we don't know their identities, they would be fine. The most troublesome thing is The thing is, good karma is okay with the person who has karma with him, but if it is a bad karma, it will be a karmic obstacle, and it will also disturb his karma, and there are too many changes on his path to karma."
Ye Chen was silent and listened quietly.
I'm afraid that even the King of Human Beings can't figure out things like Ying Jie. It's too mysterious and he may be killed at any time.
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As he was walking, the Human King suddenly stopped and kept counting with his fingers.
Seeing this, Ye Chen was worried again, fearing that it would be bad news.
After three or five breaths, the human king relaxed his brows and said, "It's over, Donghuang is too determined to overcome the disaster."
"So fast?" Ye Chen was surprised.
"In just over twenty years, I was surprised that Ying Jie was successful." The Human King couldn't help but smile, "The peerless queen who can live for two lives must have been blessed by nature. Compared with living in the second life, This Ying Jie entering the world is just a small fight. Although it is an accident, it is also expected."
"I hope all the quasi-emperors of Chu will pass smoothly."
"I feel at ease when Da Chu has her in charge." The King of Ren smiled and started on the road again. Because Donghuang was so concerned, his steps became much lighter. After so many bad news, there was finally some good news.
Ye Chen followed, and the haze in Long Mu's mood was lifted.
The two stood side by side, drifting apart in the starry sky.
Time passed quietly, another six years passed, ten years of spring and autumn, ten years of winter and summer, ten years of flowers withering and blooming. It had been thirty years since the two of them left the Heavenly Sect, and they had traveled through one star field after another.
This decade has been particularly long.
Practicing formations in the midst of killing, Ye Chen's attainments in formations advanced by leaps and bounds, and he completed Nirvana in the process of transformation. He was able to lay out the ninety-nine and eighty-one formations of Fuxi, the emperor's path. The only thing he lacked was speed, which required more years of training. There is still a lot to learn and a lot to realize.
Over the past ten years, the starry sky has not been peaceful.
The ones that attracted the most attention were the Sons of Heaven and the Sons of Earth, who fought each other and ended in draws.
In addition to the two of them, there is another living treasure, and that is Ye Ling.
This girl from Ye Chen's family has gone further and further on her way to causing trouble. Everywhere where monks gather, there are rumors about her. The whole world is used to it, who knows that she is the child of the Holy Body.
What a talent! It's not just the three of them.
In recent years, a fat black man named Tang Sanshao has also become famous. He can freely control the boundaries of blood inheritance. He beats the new generation of the prehistoric generation to the point where they can't even lift their heads. They all walk around when they see him.
For this reason, many reclusive sects often invited him to their homes for chats.
This so-called chat is not a real chat. The three sentences are inseparable from the boundaries of blood inheritance. They all want to learn some skills from Tang Sanshao. However, Tang Sanshao, an immortal god-level assassin, is It is a pity to the world that he is born with it, and he will not embarrass Young Master Tang San.
The words were divided into two parts. Ye Chen and the Human King here entered the ancient star again.
This time, it is an ancient mortal star, one thousandth less than the Suzaku Star. It is not conspicuous in the starry sky. There are no monks in it. It is 100% mortal. There is no aura in the sky and the earth.
For some reason, after entering this ancient star, the Human King became silent a lot. It can be seen that there are vicissitudes and pain in his old eyes, making him look more and more old. He is completely different from his usual self.
Ye Chen frowned, this was the first time he saw the human king like this.
The two of them came to a small village one after another. The village was surrounded by mountains and rivers, with many rice fields. Under the bright moonlight, it was peaceful and quiet. This kind of simplicity was difficult to find in the world of monks.
At the corner of the mountain, the king of men stopped.
There, there was another small tomb, with lush grass and luxuriant grass. Even the tombstones were mottled. I don’t know how many years it had been buried. I only knew that it was very old and long ago, covered by the dust of the years.
"Yuehua, I'm here to see you." The Human King spoke, his voice hoarse.
At this moment, he took off his cloak, revealing a head full of white hair, like a twilight old man, with muddy tears in his old eyes. In the haze, he could see a woman looking back at him and smiling.
"She is the woman I met when I was facing the tribulation."
"She does not have extraordinary looks, she is ordinary, but gentle and kind, with a heart of a Buddha."
"I personally buried her and set up a monument for her."
While pulling up the weeds beside the grave, the King of Humans spoke leisurely, as if telling himself or telling Ye Chen, with a hoarse voice and aged eyes, telling the long-ago story.
Ye Chen stood silently.
The words of the Human King interpret an ancient love relationship for him. He is a monk and she is a mortal. There seems to be a red thread that binds the two of them, but nothing! Nature plays tricks on people, dooming them to different paths between immortals and mortals. Watching a beauty grow old day by day, that kind of state of mind is too desolate.
Thousands of years later, he is alive, but she has been buried in the years.
It wasn't until this moment that he truly saw the Human King clearly.
This is the true king of men, who also has the love of his children. The wretchedness in the past is all to cover up his weakness, and only in the dead of night, his true side is revealed, making people lament.
A wisp of breeze blew by, and Ye Chen slowly turned around.
This silent night should be reserved for the King of Man. The journey is too far and the years are too long. He must be given time to have a good talk with his wife of the past. This period of karma in the world of mortals may be over.
He is gone, but the King of Men is still there.
Looking from a distance, his back is bleak, with his waist bent, brushing the dust off the tombstone, and pulling up the weeds beside the tomb.
At night, you can always hear his words.
And in this world, the only listener is the moonlight in the grave.
Ye Chen left the village and wandered all the way to the nearest ancient city, an ancient city for mortals. It was still bustling at night, with red lanterns hanging high and as beautiful as flowers. The streets were bustling with people, including many entertainers, people swallowing oil, spitting fire, and dancing with guns. Make a stick and get a round of applause.
Ye Chen walked quietly, watching the various situations in the world.
Immortals and mortals have different paths. The life span of a mortal is only a hundred years, but a monk can live for a thousand years. Perhaps a retreat in the human world is like a dynasty change. Although the path is different, the end is the same. No matter whether it is a mortal or a monk, it is inevitable to die. , after all, it is just a handful of loess.
While walking, Ye Chen closed his eyes. He had died before and knew how far away life and death were.
Once you die, this period is the world of mortals;
One death and one life, this cycle is reincarnation.
Human life and death are like the flowers on the other side of the Huangquan Road. The flowers are alive and the leaves are dead. The flowers bloom without leaves, and there are leaves but no flowers. The flowers and leaves do not see each other in life after life, and life and death do not mingle year after year.
Perhaps, there was a moment when flowers met leaves, life met death.
And that moment is eternity.
At this moment, Ye Chen stopped, as if he had captured that moment in a single thought.
His state of mind suddenly sublimated, and he gained an additional understanding of the great way of all things. His cultivation that had not faltered for thirty years, his first nirvana, he broke through the barrier with great force, and reached the peak of the Holy King Realm.
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