"What a monster." Mr. Yang Ge shivered, and then followed Ye Chen's footsteps. In his eyes, Ye Chen in front of him was no different from a monster, especially a monster.
It was already late at night when we arrived at Zhuxian Town.
Ye Chen went straight to his small garden, and Mr. Yang Ge followed him leisurely. Those who were shaking their heads behind him all followed him to the door of Ye Chen's house. He didn't mean to leave yet, and sometimes he would cough lightly, as if to remind Ye Chen. Chen: Is there a big living person behind you
Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and glanced at Mr. Yang Ge more than once.
It wasn't until the moment before he entered the house that he realized that he had forgotten something. What had he forgotten? He forgot to pass on the secret book of Qinggong to Yangge Lao, as he said before. Otherwise, how could this old man follow him all the way here? He has a bad memory, but Lao Yang has not forgotten it.
"Just tell me!" Ye Chen rolled his eyes.
"I thought you would always remember it." Yang Ge said earnestly.
"It's no use cleaning, just wait."
Ye Chen went in. Within three minutes, he saw an ancient scroll and was thrown out.
"Take the secret book and run away."
"Okay!"
Mr. Yang Ge took it, smiling from ear to ear. He held the black black iron in one hand and the secret scroll in the other. There were so many happy events tonight. He got the magic iron for making weapons, and also got a peerless secret book. An opportunity, and a secret book. By fate, I am destined not to sleep tonight.
After returning to the restaurant, he closed the door tightly, put down the black black iron, and couldn't wait to open the secret scroll. The secret scroll was full of words, and every word contained indescribable energy, explaining the mystery of Taixu Bu. In addition, there are many insights from Ye Chen, which are also written in it.
"Wonderful, really wonderful."
In front of the candlelight, Mr. Yang Ge was so excited to see it that even he, a martial arts master who had been cultivating internal strength for decades, couldn't help but admire. He had never seen such a mysterious secret book, which explained the secrets of Qing Gong so vividly that he could not help but admire it. In a moment, I had some enlightenment.
Apart from being pleasantly surprised, he was also flattered. Such secrets were considered to be the most valuable treasures in the martial arts world. Ye Chen passed them on as he told them, without any ambiguity. He was treating him as one of his own! Extremely honored.
After putting away his excited thoughts, Lao Yang took the secret book out of the room, went to the backyard, and tried step by step according to the secret book.
However, his qualifications were mediocre, and it was difficult for him to break through the secrets of Taixu. He was sweating profusely and failed to learn anything.
The more this happened, the more pleasantly surprised he was. The secrets that he could learn in one fell swoop were of the highest quality, such as the Taixu Steps, and it took time and effort to comprehend them before he could get their true meaning.
This point is true. It took hundreds of years since Ye Chen learned the Taixu Step to truly understand the secret, let alone a mortal.
In the blink of an eye, it's dawn.
In the backyard of the restaurant, Mr. Yang Ge was still immersed in understanding the secret book.
And here, Ye Chen has arrived at the door of the restaurant, arranging his clothes in a leisurely manner. He is not surprised to see Yang Ge Lao waiting here today. Lao Yang is a reclusive martial arts master, but he is also a martial arts fanatic. The Taixu Step is so mysterious that anyone would be unable to extricate themselves from it.
"Grandpa, let's eat for you." Old Yang Ge didn't come, but little Yang Fan came, as always, holding hot meat buns in his hands, smiling honestly, innocently and innocently.
Ye Chen smiled and did not refuse.
The little guy was very sensible. He waved his little hand and ran to the private school.
After eating a bun, Ye Chen performed the classic action again: holding his chin with both hands, bored, no one came to tell his fortune, so just wait!
At some point, he turned his head and glanced in one direction.
Among the bustling crowd, there are three or five figures, supporting each other and limping towards each other. Each of them has disheveled hair, ragged clothes, and pale face. It seems that they have been seriously injured. At first glance, they look like they are fleeing. But if you take a closer look, you will realize that they are not ordinary people.
They were the martial arts masters and strangers who had gone to explore the ancient tomb before. Dozens of them had gone, but only three or five came back. Judging from their expressions, there was still fear. It was obvious that in which old tomb, someone suffered He has survived many adversities and is still alive today, which is a gift from God.
The lively street became more noisy because of their appearance.
The passers-by tacitly made way for each other and gathered on both sides of the street. They pointed at these people and gave them strange looks. They were covered in blood. Wherever they went, they would attract the attention of the world.
The three or five people, each laughing at themselves, deliberately covering their faces, helped each other into the restaurant.
During this visit to the tomb, not only were there heavy casualties, but almost all of them were destroyed. If you didn’t enter, you wouldn’t know. Once you entered, you would be startled. It would completely overturn your outlook on life.
What's even more ridiculous is that they didn't even find the main tomb, so they laughed at themselves as they should. They all overestimated their own capabilities, thinking that knowing a little about Yin Yang and the Five Elements would make them invincible. Who would have thought that they would be defeated by a person? The ancient tomb is so cruel that I can’t even lift my head.
"Exciting." Ye Chen closed his eyes. He was not surprised at all. He had no expression at all. If he said he was feeling emotional, it would be a bit emotional. It was a miracle that these people could still come out alive.
Not long after, Mr. Yang Ge came out, cheerful. I thought he saw those people too.
"That secret book is quite useful." Ye Chen said it without being salty.
"It is profound, profound and profound." When Mr. Yang Ge spoke, his tone was trembling.
Ye Chen smiled and said nothing. A martial arts secret book improved by the monk's secret method is enough for Mr. Yang Ge to enjoy a lifetime. Not to mention that there are only forty years left. Even if he lives another life, Lao Yang will be embarrassed to discover the true meaning. However, this In the mortal world, if you understand something superficially, you will be proud of others.
This is the mortal world. An immortal, even if he is made a mortal, can still look down upon the world.
Yang Ge Lao left again to understand the Taixu Steps. Before leaving, he made a divination.
On this day, no one came except Mr. Yang Ge. Ye Chen's day was uneventful.
Night falls at the right time.
Ye Chen packed up his clothes unhurriedly, ate a bowl of Yangchun noodles, and returned to the small garden.
Under the moon, his whole body is illuminated by stars, and the cultivation of his inner strength has reached a new level. His current skill is quite unparalleled, and ordinary people who want to catch up with him will have to practice for at least a hundred years.
After three hours of meditation, he fell into a deep sleep in silence.
Yang Ge Lao was very busy here. He practiced the Taixu Step and came back sweating profusely. He took out the piece of black black iron and studied it all night with a thing called a magnifying glass. Once the divine iron of weapons is forged, it will be a peerless divine weapon that can cut iron like clay.
Unfortunately, the black black iron was too hard and could not be melted by ordinary flames. Even his sword was broken in half and could not be shaken at all, let alone remove the impurities from it.
Elder Yang Ge was helpless, sitting on the edge of the bed with his hands folded, looking out the window eagerly, waiting impatiently for dawn.
In his opinion, Ye Chen must have a way to melt Xuan Tie, he seems to be omnipotent.
While waiting anxiously, a ray of red glow finally appeared in the east.
Mr. Yang Ge stood up, placed the black black iron, and stood at the door of the restaurant, like a door god, with a pair of old eyes looking at one side, full of hope.
When the shopkeeper and waiter of the restaurant saw this, they all scratched their heads and didn't know why. It was just because Mr. Yang Ge's behavior was so abnormal these days. He got up very early every day and ran to the door without eating. You know, he He is a martial arts master. Those who didn't know it thought he was the janitor.
Under his gaze, Ye Chen appeared with tables and chairs among the bustling crowd.
"I'll come, I'll come." From all the way, Mr. Yang Ge came forward to greet him. He was very warm and helped Ye Chen arrange the seats and all the equipment.
"How about it, is Black Black Iron hard?" Ye Chen said as if he was not aware of it.
"Since I know it, little friend, there is a way to melt it." Mr. Yang Ge rubbed his hands.
"The black iron dropped from the sky and ordinary flames are difficult to melt." Ye Chen sat down lazily, "Iron like this needs the power of heaven and earth to melt it, such as thunder and lightning."
"Thunder and lightning?" Yang Gelao was stunned when he heard this. He subconsciously raised his head and looked at the sky first, then looked at Ye Chen and laughed dryly, "Thunder and lightning is not a joke. Don't break it."
"It can't be broken." Ye Chen said lazily.
"That's a good relationship." Mr. Yang Ge chuckled and sat at the table. There must be one thing every day, and today is no exception. He was thinking about marriage and his vigorous love.
Ye Chen didn't keep it secret, he said everything he knew.
Another hurried day passes, and night falls quietly.
Tonight, Ye Chen was very emotional. He cooked a few delicious side dishes himself, drank some wine and looked up at the stars.
Since he was made a mortal, his ability to evolve has been greatly restricted. It is difficult to see whether anyone should survive the tribulation, and whether someone will be buried in the disaster. It is also unknown how Da Chu is doing now, whether his life is good or not. miss him.
A Zhuxian Town, a completely foreign land. Being here, he couldn't help but recall the six paths of reincarnation. He was so lonely that he went crazy. A little sense of existence was precious.
Soon, dark clouds gathered, lightning thundered, and it started pouring rain.
Ye Chen shook his head anxiously, moved the table, and returned to the room.
The heavy rain came and went quickly, and the breeze in the garden was very cool.
"My little friend, you are here." Ye Chen was feeling homesick when he suddenly heard a call from outside the garden. He listened carefully and it was Mr. Yang Ge.
In the middle of the night, Ye Chen didn't want to talk to him, but the old man was so conscious that he didn't leave the door and jumped into the small garden.
Ye Chen's face turned dark and he turned over.
The moment he saw Lao Yang, the corners of his mouth twitched.
I don’t blame him for this, because the appearance of Mr. Yang Ge at the moment is really funny. He is standing there swaying in ragged clothes, holding the piece of black black iron, his face is black, and the most domineering thing is his hair. The whole thing was curled up and black smoke was rising.
In his state, at first glance, it looked like he had touched a switch. After a closer look, he realized that he had been struck by lightning! Moreover, he was hit hard and he was heading for death.
"Little friend, your method doesn't work!" Yang Ge grinned in pain.
"Don't tell me that you held Xuan Tie to be struck by lightning." Ye Chen slowly walked down the stone steps.
"How else can we do it?"
"This IQ is really touching."