After saying that, Ye Chen turned around and left.
Yang Gelao opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't cry out. After thinking again and again, he returned to the restaurant. He was a layman, but he was not as calm as Ye Chen. The only reason was that there were too many masters coming this time, and besides, they were not as calm as Ye Chen. They all live in the restaurant in his nursing home. If drinking causes trouble, he alone can't stop you. If you have a few bad tempers, the building may be demolished for you.
Fortunately, those people were still at peace, and the doors of each room were closed.
The more this happened, the more uneasy Mr. Yang became, and he had made up his mind not to sleep at night.
On the street, Ye Chen took a few bottles of wine and leisurely returned to the garden.
At night, after he had had enough wine and food, he climbed up to the roof, sat cross-legged, and performed the Nine Stars Celestial Art. The stars fell down, were pulled into his body, and transformed into wisps of internal energy.
Everything is in order.
It was late at night before he opened his eyes.
At this point, the cultivation of his internal power has reached a small level, which is equivalent to the skill of an ordinary person in twenty years. This speed of cultivation is not scary, because his foundation is too strong.
Next, he did not absorb any more starlight.
Under the moon, he improved the Taixu Step and used it as a secret to Qinggong. He flew around the small garden with mysterious steps and was as fast as lightning. As the saying goes, the only martial arts in the world is fast. This is the effect he wants. Behind him There were so many afterimages that it was difficult to capture his true nature.
Later, he was not idle, and another monk's magical power was changed into a martial arts secret book.
This time, it was the Ten Thousand Swords Chaozong, a secret technique created by him.
As the peach wood sword pointed at the sky, the space trembled, and the sword energy that seemed to be real, soared into the sky. The sound of the sword was harsh, and the number was so shocking that it made people's scalp numb.
Facts have proved that the monks’ mysterious techniques are also applicable to mortals.
The difference is that one uses magic power and the other uses internal power.
Magical power is different from internal power, so the power is also different. Just like the Taixu Step, if you use magic power, you can ascend to the sky and escape from the earth, but if you use internal power, you can only fly over eaves and walls; it is also like Wanjian Chaozong, who uses magic power to move, and the form is Sword radiance is exerted by internal force, and its form is sword energy.
The dark night is quiet and long.
Ye Chen in the garden was very busy. Secret techniques were improved into secret books one after another. Each one was extremely powerful. If he took out any one of them, he would be robbed by martial arts circles.
There was no words all night, and in the blink of an eye it was dawn.
In the early morning, Ye Chen stretched himself and went out early. After practicing all night, he was full of energy.
As usual, Mr. Yang Ge was still waiting there.
Seeing Ye Chen from a distance, Yang Ge's eyebrows couldn't help but frown slightly. From Ye Chen's steady steps and rich breath, he could smell the internal strength, and the skill was no less than thirty years old. With such internal strength, he was already among the masters of martial arts. It will take 20 to 30 years to cultivate, but it won’t be possible.
"Where does the internal strength come from?" Lao Yang was quite surprised.
"Morning." Ye Chen walked over, put down his clothes, and greeted casually.
"I'll come, I'll come." Mr. Yang Ge was very diligent and hurriedly stepped forward to help. He looked around first, and then he came closer to Ye Chen and whispered, "The people last night went to the town before dawn. Heading east, his whereabouts are mysterious, and he can be sure that he is heading towards the old grave."
"Just go!" Ye Chen dusted off the dust and straightened his robe.
"Aren't you worried? There are many strangers among them!"
"So what." Ye Chen sat down, took a pen and paper, and began to draw talismans to ward off evil spirits. He knew the secrets of Laofeng best. Even he almost fell into it, let alone those that even Jiuliu couldn't rule out. It’s not that we underestimate the small characters on the list. There are so many people there that it’s no use. Most of them can’t even find the main tomb and are destroyed by the group. Even if they can find it, with their skills and Taoism, they are far from Yin Yue’s opponents. , a slap came over, no one could bear it.
"To tell you the truth, little friend, I still recognize a few of those martial arts masters, they are all powerful and famous people." Mr. Yang Ge looked worried, "With such a formation, if they come to visit the ancient tomb, someone must be instigating it, and the person behind this is People, I believe my little friends can guess two or three points.”
"Continue." Ye Chen was still drawing the talisman.
"Since the fall of the pre-Qin Dynasty, the princes and kings have been fighting for their own affairs. They have been fighting for hundreds of years. The flames of war have spread all over the great mountains and rivers, and they are still not unified. They have been fighting for years, and all the princes have suffered heavy casualties. Most of them have lost their financial resources. Only then can they win over the martial arts masters. , working hard for them, this visit to the ancient tomb must be for the treasures in the tomb to prepare for military supplies. The princes often do this kind of thing, and for this reason, they will do whatever they can. Even though this visit to the tomb failed and they returned, There will definitely be a next time. If not, the army will be attracted to forcefully blow up the ancient tomb."
"The fact that you can think of this proves that you are not stupid." Ye Chen glanced at Mr. Yang Ge, "Since you can see through it, you should have some awareness. This is a major military matter. How can you and me, ordinary people, take care of it?" Is it okay? Live with peace of mind and don’t worry about those things that don’t exist.”
"There's nothing wrong with that." Mr. Yang Ge smiled awkwardly.
Here, Ye Chen drew another talisman.
Compared to Mr. Yang Ge, he is still so calm. Just kidding, that is not an ordinary ancient tomb. There is a source crystal to protect the foundation. No matter how many mortals come to a tomb of this level, it will be in vain. What about the army? Use it, you still want to explode it, what about playing it
"Little friend, your master is in Zhuxian Town." Mr. Yang Ge chuckled.
"No."
"You can't deceive me." Mr. Yang Ge smiled mysteriously, "I can see that you have more internal strength in your body. It has been at least twenty or thirty years, and it has only been two or three days. You will definitely not be able to cultivate such profound internal strength. The only possibility is that someone has enlightened you and passed on your inner strength. As for that person, in my opinion, it must be your master. Otherwise, who would be willing to pass on the inner strength that you have cultivated so hard? An outsider.”
After hearing this, Ye Chen, who lowered his head to draw the talisman, couldn't help but raised his head and glanced at Mr. Yang Ge. He wanted to tell him another story, but when the words reached his lips, he still didn't say it. It wasn't that he didn't want to say it, but because he was afraid of being scared. Look at Lao Yang, as people get older, their hearts are not in good condition.
Mr. Yang Ge waited eagerly for a while, but when he saw no further words, he smiled wistfully.
Ye Chen yawned and continued to draw the talisman, "Aren't you going to do some fortune-telling today?"
"Forget it, how can I not count it out? I have already thought about it and calculated the situation in the world for us."
"The general trend of the world will be divided after a long period of time, and it will be divided for a long time and then unite. The person who unified the country in his year will have the surname Liu."
"Liu?"
"After you've calculated it, just run away. Don't delay my business." Ye Chen didn't explain too much and pulled Yang Ge away with one hand, because there was someone waiting behind him to tell the fortune? The person who came was a young man, dressed in plain clothes, with a thin body, slightly messy hair, and a pale face. He could not hide his scholarly aura. At first glance, he looked like a scholar.
"This little friend, whether it is a fortune or a blessing, it is a fortune." Ye Chen stroked his beard, and he acted the temperament of a master so well that it made Yang Ge's old hands itch.
"Destiny." The young scholar thought for a while and replied.
Ye Chen smiled and said nothing. He only picked up a pen and paper, and wrote four words in a flash.
The young man took it and was stunned for a moment, "Become a Marquis and Prime Minister."
On one side, Mr. Yang Ge, who had not yet left, also took a look and was startled.
Become a marquis and worship a prime minister? Is this guy so lucky
Yang Gelao looked at Ye Chen, then took a step back, touched his chin, and looked up and down at the young man. From head to toe, from foot to head, he didn't have the temperament of a general at first sight.
"Master, don't look for me to make fun of you." The young scholar laughed dryly. His smile contained a lot of self-deprecation, "You are so poor that you can't even afford to eat. How can you say that you are a prince or a prime minister?"
"I won't accept any money for this hexagram." Ye Chen looked at the young scholar with a smile, "It won't be too late to give him money in his year, when you become a marquis and become prime minister. As for how much to give, we'll tell you in that year."
"Okay." The young man simply stood up and left.
Mr. Yang Ge twitched the corner of his mouth, "You bastard, you said you wouldn't give it to me, but you really didn't give it to me!"
Ye Chen also twitched the corner of his mouth, is it so serious
It wasn't until the young man walked away that Mr. Yang Ge poked Ye Chen, "Is he really destined to be a general?"
"Looks like a scholar, but he is actually a general. He has military strategy in his belly, and he must be able to control everything." Ye Chen said with a smile, "A person cannot be judged by his appearance, and the sea cannot be measured. He has the mind to help the world, but he lacks a trace of the emperor's life. Otherwise, the future dynasty will be named Han."
"I really didn't see it." Mr. Yang Ge curled his lips.
"Why don't you say that I am an expert?" Ye Chen asked, "Just wait, in less than twenty years, he will come here as a prince, but the fate of the general and the prime minister will also be at death's door."
"What do you mean?" Mr. Yang Ge scratched his head.
"When the cunning rabbit dies, the lackeys cook it; when the flying birds die, the good bow is hidden. This is quite straightforward."
"Pretend I didn't ask." Mr. Yang Ge shook his sleeves and returned to the restaurant.
Ye Chen was enjoying his leisure time, drawing talisman unhurriedly, specifically for warding off evil spirits. Unfortunately, the street was bustling with people, and every business was good, but his place was still deserted. I don't know whether he looked good or not. He is unreliable and almost no one pays attention to him.
As the sky approaches night, someone is sitting at the table. The charming fragrance is refreshing, and it is a woman. She is as beautiful as a dream, and the passers-by on the street are distracted for a moment.
Looking at Ye Chen who was drawing the talisman again, he suddenly raised his head.
When you look into it, you will see a peerless face, flawless and a pair of beautiful eyes as clear as water, but more of them are enchanting and enchanting. If you look at it for a second longer, you will feel like you are in a trance.
Yes, the devil is coming.
"My aunt, you are here." Ye Chen was so excited that he stopped drawing the symbols.
"You are quite charming." The demon glanced at the white cloth on one side, paying special attention to the three characters of Ye Banxian. For some reason, he always wanted to laugh when he looked at it. The majestic ancient holy body, the tenth emperor of Dachu, who once slaughtered the emperor What a ruthless man, he actually set up a stall to tell fortunes. Not to mention seeing it, just hearing it was new. If this matter were spread to the world of cultivation, I don’t know what the expression of the cultivator would be.
"It's useless to talk about it. When will the person I'm waiting for come?" Ye Chen asked.
"We will see each other when the time comes."
"How about you unblock me first?"
"I don't understand." The demon refused and smiled.
Ye Chen's face turned completely dark instantly. You prodigal bitch, you came all the way to trouble me! If the lockdown is not lifted, why are you laughing so happily
"This time, I have something to ask you." The evil devil's smile gradually faded, and he stared at Ye Chen with the majesty of an evil god, "Can you figure out where the human king should be robbed?"
"No." Ye Chen replied quickly. He simply turned to the side and put his hands in his hands. His tone was neither salty nor cool, "Don't say you can't calculate it. Even if you can figure it out, I won't tell you."
"Do you want to go to heaven?"
"Eh? Why is that man not wearing any clothes?" Ye Chen was surprised, turned around and ran away.
However, after running for two steps, I felt that the soles of my feet left the ground, and I flew out of the town. I was thrown out by the evil spirit. It's really funny. I haven't seen anything before. Are you fooling me