The night fell into silence again.
Ye Chen did not go back to the room, but continued to practice under the big tree.
A steady stream of hobgoblin essence was transmitted from the nine underground clones, allowing his cultivation to improve subtly.
At some point, a weak breeze blew by, causing him to open his eyes.
He found that under the starry moonlight, an illusive and quiet figure stood outside the attic.
Ye Chen thought he had seen it wrong, so he rubbed his eyes, but when he looked again, there was really an illusory figure floating in the air, like a soul.
It was vaguely visible that he was an old man with gray hair and a slightly stooped body. He was looking quietly at the attic, as if looking at Liu Yi sleeping inside, with a look of vicissitudes in his old eyes.
If you take a closer look at that illusive old man, isn't it Xuan Chen who was watching the battle on nothingness during the day
"Who are you?" Ye Chen suddenly stood up and looked at the illusory Xuan Chen with narrowed eyes. He looked very kind, but having such a ghost-like person appear here in the middle of the night made him feel very strange. .
Hearing Ye Chen's voice, Xuan Chen couldn't help but turn around, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, "You can see me."
"You haven't answered my question yet." Ye Chen still stared at the illusive Xuan Chen.
Hearing this, Xuan Chen smiled gently and walked slowly, "Don't worry, I'm not from the Zhengyang Sect."
"Not from the Zhengyang Sect?" Ye Chen frowned. Although the old man in front of him was illusory, it gave him an ethereal feeling. He was not a soul body, but he could virtualize the body. It was not simple.
"Come, talk to me." Xuan Chen was already sitting under the tree. He patted the ground beside him and motioned for Ye Chen to come and sit too.
Ye Chen frowned slightly, but he still came over and sat down because he didn't feel a trace of murderous intent from Xuan Chen, as if Xuan Chen was a gentle old grandfather in his eyes.
"It's not easy for you to be one of the Nine True Legends by yourself in the human realm." Seeing Ye Chen's silence, Xuan Chen looked at Ye Chen with a smile.
"Grandpa, who are you?" Ye Chen was still struggling with Xuan Chen's identity.
"I said I am the ancestor of the three sects, do you believe it or not?"
Hearing this, Ye Chen turned around suddenly and looked Xuan Chen up and down, "Grandpa, your joke is not funny at all."
"Well, I don't think it's funny either." Xuan Chen smiled gently, "I'm lonely in the middle of the night, just a joke, little friends, don't mind."
"I understand." Ye Chen lay down under the big tree with his hands on the back of his head, not forgetting to stuff a toothpick into his mouth, "Old man! As you get older, there will always be things you want to do to make fun of your juniors. But I’m very confused, Zhengyang Sect has set up a barrier to protect the sect, how did you get in.”
"There are many ways to get in." Xuan Chen, like Ye Chen, lay on the ground holding the back of his head and smiled meaningfully, "But what makes me wonder is, how do you do the Nine Greats of Hengyue when you are alone in the human realm?" True."
"There is nothing I can do. The talents of our Hengyue Sect are withering away. Just use me to make up for it!" Ye Chen shrugged helplessly.
Xuan Chen smiled slightly, but said no more.
The two of them just lay side by side under the big tree, staring at the stars in the vast sky, saying nothing.
After a long time, Xuan Chen stood up quietly, his illusive body erratic, "It's time for me to go."
Ye Chen also stood up immediately and looked at Xuan Chen's illusory back. After all, he didn't say anything. He was more curious. The strange old man in front of him was so mysterious that he didn't know what to say.
"Little guy, can I ask you a favor?" Xuan Chen said with his back to Ye Chen.
"Tell me."
"After the three sect competitions, if you have free time, can you go to Luoshenyuan and burn a stick of incense for me?"
Hearing this, Ye Chen was a little surprised, but still nodded.
"Thank you." Xuan Chen left a vague word, then quietly raised his feet, and when he took one step, he disappeared without a trace, leaving no trace in the world from beginning to end.
ah…!
Under the big tree, Ye Chen opened his eyes and found that he was still sitting cross-legged on the ground. He was stunned for a moment, "Dream?"
... ... .....
The next day, before the first red clouds appeared in the east, the Zhengyang Sect was already filled with people.
As the host, the Zhengyang Sect was already sitting neatly around the battle platform before dawn.
As for the cultivating families watching the battle from all sides, they also entered the venue with shouts.
In Wangyue Pavilion, Ye Chen and the others were ready to go, but the atmosphere was a bit solemn because of Liu Yi standing beside them.
Overnight, Liu Yi's face remained pale, and his body was very weak. The breath in his body was sluggish, and he looked completely without energy, like a terminally ill scholar.
"Senior Brother Liu, you can rest here, there is no need to go." Situ Nan looked at Liu Yi worriedly.
"It doesn't matter." Liu Yi smiled casually, "Even if I lose, I will stand with you."
Why!
When Yang Dingtian saw this, he sighed helplessly and took the first step towards the bottom of the mountain.
When they came to the venue of the three sects' competition, they were instantly noticed by everyone. Their eyes were filled with ridicule and ridicule, as well as pity and sympathy. Those eyes were still following them until they sat down in their seats.
"Liu Yi is still alive. It's a blessing among misfortunes. But looking at his condition, it's hard to practice!" Soon, whispers began to sound from all directions.
"The only ones left in the Heng Yue Sect are Nangong Yue, who is ranked third in True Legend, and Ye Chen, who is in Human Yuan Realm. Today's semi-finals are going to be very bad!"
"Ye Chen can be ignored. Nowadays, among the nine true heirs of Heng Yue, the only one holding up the scene is Nangong Yue."
"Enjoy it slowly! Zhengyang Sect will let you understand that the so-called glimmer of hope will eventually turn into despair." Cheng Kun, who was sitting on the high seat, looked down leisurely, with a playful smile as before.
In the void, Donghuang Taixin and the others appeared again.
Just like yesterday, Donghuang Taixin formed a cloud on the spot and sat lazily on it. First he glanced below, and then he didn't forget to glance at Xuan Chen beside him, "Xuan Chen, I fell asleep last night. I pretend that I don’t know anything about it, but if I find you involved in Da Chu’s affairs just this once, I won’t mind sealing you away forever.”
"I understand." Xuan Chen nodded lightly.
"The promoted true disciples will come on stage to draw lots." As the two of them were talking, Wu Changqing's words rang out from below.
"The sky is bright and the earth is bright, the Supreme Master is about to appear, so the opponent that Senior Sister Nangong draws is a softie." Before Nangong Yue and Ye Chen got up, Situ Nan had already begun to mutter a prayer. .
Ye Chen and Nangong Yue smiled helplessly and stepped onto the fighting stage.
There were only fourteen people left, and the drawing of lots took less than thirty seconds. However, when they saw the list of battles, Yang Dingtian and the others' hearts completely dropped.
Depend on!
Situ Nan yelled and jumped up on the spot, "No need to be so nonsense."
Looking at the faces of Yang Dingtian and others, they were already ugly enough. It was not their fault that they were like this. It was just because Nangong Yue was so unlucky that the opponent she drew turned out to be the number one true successor of the Qingyun Sect, Zhou Ao.
It was not difficult for them to predict the outcome. Even Nie Feng, the second true successor of Heng Yue, was no match for Zhou Ao, let alone Nangong Yue, the third true successor.
Why!
Nangong Yue was also helpless. She never thought that her luck would be so bad.
Compared to him, Ye Chen's luck was good. The person he drew was the ninth-ranked true disciple of the Zhengyang Sect, the same person who used invisibility to defeat the Qingyun disciple in yesterday's knockout round.
"Look, even God won't help Heng Yue." There was another discussion below.
"Nangong Yue's opponent is Zhou Ao, and there will be no suspense about his defeat. As for Ye Chen, it would be surprising if he could win against that disciple of the Zhengyang Sect who knows the invisibility technique."
"In this way, the last two of the nine true traditions of Heng Yue Sect will be eliminated in the semi-finals. This also means that the nine true traditions of Heng Yue Sect will be completely wiped out before they wait for the finals."
"Qingyun Sect Zhou Ao and Hengyue Sect Nangong Yue will take the stage to face off." Wu Changqing's voice echoed throughout the discussion.
[Author's digression]: Chapter 8 updated.
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