My Simping System

Chapter 89: Refining the old master into a star ring

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The endless corridor made of marble, the sound of leisurely footsteps echoing in the dark space.

At the end of the corridor is a stone altar suspended in the void.

Chen Che, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and meditating with his eyes closed, rested quietly in front of the altar.

Hearing the melodious footsteps coming from behind.

Chen Che slowly opened his eyes.

"Qingxue, you're here."

He turned around suddenly.

Suddenly, his eyes trembled, with a hint of surprise in them, and then quickly calmed down again.

Unexpectedly, two people came in here.

Mu Qingxue raised her head slightly at the bottom of the stairs and looked at Chen Che on the stone altar.

"Chen Che..."

Her voice was weak and she was about to step forward.

Then another figure stopped in front of her.

Chen Che stared at the figure and said, "Holy Son of the Zhongzhou Temple, why did you come with me?"

"Or maybe you already know I'm here."

Ye An raised his head slightly and looked at each other with Chen Che.

See this son of luck again.

It was both unexpected and unexpected.

In just a few days, the broken arm of this son of luck had been reattached.

Not only that, the realm aura has even made further breakthroughs.

what is this

Even with the luck-devouring jade, the situation was still so bad; if that item had not been used, Chen Che would have greatly improved his level and openly engaged in a three-palm bet in the Zhongzhou Temple.

Although he was surprised inside, Ye An still had to remain calm and said, "I'm here to crush the rumors."

Chen Che was slightly confused: "Rumor?"

Ye An said solemnly: "There were rumors before that the deceased in this ancient country had found some way to control evil spirits."

"For mortals and ordinary monks, evil spirits are poison and must be treated with caution, so I am here."

This is also considered as something to do for Qi Xi from the side.

Chen Che denied, "It's just an excuse. You came here specifically to kill me, right?"

Ye An thought for a moment and stopped explaining. He simply nodded and said, "You can say that."

Whenever he thought of Qi Xi's divine punishment and torture, he could not sit still.

Her Majesty, the Empress, seems to have spent her entire life working for the sake of heaven.

When he was about to retire, he was laid off by Tiandao and had to be killed by the people who demolished him across the river.

This is really unreasonable, or Chen Che standing there is already violating the laws of nature.

"Ye An, I see that you are gentle and gentle, but I didn't expect that you would go out of your way to embarrass me and come all the way here just to kill me?"

Chen Che's eyes fell on Ye An's wrist and neck.

He was silent for a while, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but raise, and said: "Moreover, you are obviously a seven-foot man, but you wear a necklace for women and a red rope on your wrist. What is this called?"

Ye An never thought that Chen Che would notice this.

"It looks good, my woman... is wrong."

"This is a gift from Her Majesty the Empress."

Ye An gently rubbed the red rope on his wrist and said, "Do you have any? In other words, no one should give you these gifts, right?"

Chen Che frowned slightly and said coldly: "You are seeking death, you must be sick."

The words fell.

He tore open the storage space and took out a slender spiritual sword.

Then the tip of the sword pointed at Ye An, and Chen Che's cultivation realm completely exploded at this moment.

"Evil is everywhere here, and I am the only one who will not be corrupted by evil."

Chen Che said: "Maybe it's a little fast for you, but for me, it's been several years."

In the tower, Chen Che relied on the training space that could slow down the passage of time, and continued to practice with humiliation and heavy burdens.

Finally, he quickly regained his strength.

This process did take several years for him.

"The revenge of the past will be avenged today!"

"Look at the sword...!"

The words fell.

Chen Che was about to rush in with his sword, wanting to avenge his former master's murder and humiliation here.

He was very sure that in this environment filled with evil spirits, even the Saint Son of the Temple must have limited strength.

But he just made some moves.

Then the sound of swords from the opposite side was heard, and the long swords cut through the void.

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A ray of cold silver light shone on Chen Che's face.

The sharp and slender sword was placed on Mu Qingxue's neck.

Ye An held the long sword in his hand and said, "I advise you to think carefully and put down the sword and dagger."

Such a sudden move made Mu Qingxue a little confused.

At that time, she didn't dare to act rashly. The evil spirit spreading all over the sky was eroding the barrier she had made with her spiritual energy all the time.

Even if she could escape from Ye An's hands, she would soon be depleted of spiritual energy and her vitality would be damaged by the evil energy.

"Ye An, you..."

Mu Qingxue's eyes were a little surprised, and then she became as quiet as death.

She hesitated for a moment.

Finally, with trembling hands, he took out something from his sleeves.

Bangdang—

It was a sharp dagger that had been hidden for a long time, but was discarded by Mu Qingxue.

She had this idea, so before, she always walked behind and stared at Ye An's back.

But the latter's vigilance exceeded her expectations.

Even when Ye An turned around and looked back at her, she subconsciously felt that Ye An had noticed the dagger.

Chen Che frowned and said coldly: "Why did you bring Qingxue into the grudge between you and me?"

"Let Qingxue go. The two of us will have an open and honest showdown today."

Ye An said solemnly: "I am a bad person."

The so-called villain dies because he talks too much. He paused for a moment and had many thoughts in his mind, but in the end he only summed it up into a short sentence.

"Throw away the sword, empty the storage space, and don't talk, otherwise..."

While speaking, the sharp sword on Mu Qingxue's neck shone with a faint sword light.

Chen Che gritted his teeth and said, "I'll just throw it away!"

With a casual wave of his hand, he threw the sword far away and fell into the endless darkness below.

Immediately, he summoned the storage space, and the secret books of techniques, treasures of heaven and earth, and spiritual swords and weapons stored in it fell like rain.

This place is a space rift.

When those heavenly materials and earthly treasures are thrown into the cracks of space, it means they will never be found again.

"Your Highness the Son, I admit that I did behave rudely when I was at the Chen family."

At this moment, the storage space is wide open, but there are still some treasures that have not been dumped out.

Chen Che closed his eyes, sighed deeply, and said: "To be honest, I am willing to accept punishment for my rude behavior in the past, but I cannot accept it. Just because of this, I have to flee the world and be chased by you to Dongyue." Sea of Tranquility.”

Ye An frowned slightly, and couldn't help but want to complain in his heart. Chen Che had to finish his good and bad words.

But he looked at the other party completely defenseless.

For some reason, he suddenly felt weird.

Just listen to Chen Che continue to say: "And, the revenge of killing the master."

"Before this, Mr. Chen can be regarded as my second father..."

He deliberately narrowed the cracks in the storage space and allowed the spirit stone to slowly topple over.

Then he muttered a series of words aimlessly.

Ye An suddenly reacted—

Chen Che wanted to buy time.

At this moment, Ye An noticed a gust of dark wind blowing from the void.

The overwhelming murderous aura flooded his consciousness like a tide.

Clang—

A sword was swung out.

Ye An felt as if the sword in his hand had hit an extremely strong city wall, and the shock of the sword made his hand numb.

A group of black mist floated in front, condensed into a human form, and turned into the appearance of Chen Lao.

The old grandfather who had clearly been killed and lost his soul in the past.

At this moment, he suddenly appeared without any reason and made a sneak attack.

And he resisted the sword with his soul.

"Qingxue, you go first!"

But Chen Che heard an angry shout.

A sharp sword made of condensed black mist stabbed Ye An with swift force.

At the same time, the dust-shaped black mist also took action.

The two parties advanced together with rapid momentum. At the critical moment, Ye An had to let go and push Mu Qingxue away, and turned to resist the two attacks with all his strength.

Chen Lao, who turned into black mist, was much stronger than he imagined.

Especially Chen Lao appears in the body of soul and consciousness, but is stronger than the physical body, which is really difficult to understand.

"In this secret realm, I learned a secret technique called... Star Ring."

"Just like Qingxue solved the Shimen puzzle—"

"People in the ancient country discovered the corresponding relationship between the sun and the stars in the sky, and used this as a basis to create the art of stars. The so-called star ring means the refuge of the dead."

Chen Che threw out his sword energy, stepped forward slowly, and said in a deep voice: "Old Chen is not completely distraught, he still leaves behind a trace of his spiritual consciousness."

"Now... he has become my star ring."

Ye An listened quietly.

Chen Lao, covered in black mist, stopped in front of him, his eyes dull.

He couldn't help but be slightly startled. He never thought that such a trick would appear, and then he couldn't help but said: "Good guy, have you refined your master into a star ring?"

Chen Che was furious, "You forced me to do that!"