Chapter 510

Eh?

A glance, ye Chen light Yi, "Yanhuang how also have this poem."

Ye Chen's words awakened Zhong Jiang beside him. He turned back subconsciously and looked at Ye Chen, "little friend, have you seen this poem?"

"I've seen it on an ancient cliff in the grottoes. I've dug it down?"

"Grottoes?" Hearing these two words, Zhong Jiang's eyebrows wrinkled slightly. There was a flicker of dim light in his old eyes. He murmured, "has master ever been to the grottoes?"

"Master, who wrote this poem? It's very sad, confused and resentful." Ye Chen looks at Zhong Jiang.

"It was written by my master before he left."

"Your master again." Ye Chen severely scratched his head and looked at the ancient poems on the cliff again.

Is this also a coincidence?

Ye Chen murmured in his heart that Zhongjiang's master Hongchen wrote poems with his Ye Chen's name and Chu Xuan's name.

"To be sure, master Zhong Jiang has also been to the grottoes." The night carriage touched as like as two peas. "I have no idea that the red dust is so elegant."

"When it's still at night, I'll stand here and watch the poem quietly." When ye Chen pondered, Zhong Jiang on one side said, "it may be the only thing left by the master."

"Master, the dead are gone. Why should you do this?" Ye Chen is relieved.

Oh!

Zhong Jiang had no choice but to sigh, "master, when he was young, he was arrogant. But in his later years, he did not know why he became confused. His state was very strange. Sometimes even our brothers and sisters would be called by the wrong names."

Speaking of this, Zhong Jiang once again looked at the ancient poem on the cliff, "master, the only time that he does not change, always talks about this poem."

"There's no big secret in this poem." Ye Chen tentatively said a sentence.

"Therefore, whenever I have time, I will stand here, hoping to see something from this poem. I really want to know why my master became so confused and why he never forgot this poem. I often wonder whether he has any unfinished wish."

"The world of mortals has passed away. Don't worry about it." Looking at the old Zhong Jiang, ye Chen comforted.

Oh!

Another sigh, Zhong Jiang quietly turned around, disappeared in the night.

After he left, ye Chen also touched his chin, and finally took a look at the cliff and turned away.

Back in the small world of space, ye Chen picked a spiritual fruit and called out the Dalao tripod.

Hum!

Daluo tripod is massive, simple and natural. It is overflowing with a series of mysterious Dao Qi. It is connected into a waterfall, surrounded by the character of dunjia and operated according to certain rules. There is also the sound of heaven interwoven with the road.

Finish these, ye Chen just brushed over the storage bag, will bring out from the hundred thousand mountains that the statue of Yin Ming death will bring out.

Yinming death will just be brought out, ye Chen will resist the Dalao God Ding and suppress it there.

Fixed the statue of Yin Ming death will, ye Chen this just slowly together up, with the immortal wheel eye up and down to check.

"The strength is comparable to that of a monk, and the spirit is empty and the sky is eight." Ye Chen touched his chin and murmured, "flesh and blood, is an ancient corpse. Undoubtedly, he was cursed by the race."

Speaking of the incantation seal, ye Chen put his eyes on the brow of the dead general, and saw a strange incantation seal in his brain. It is this mantra seal that enables the operator to control him.

Thinking of this, ye Chensheng opened the head of Yinming death general and grasped the curse seal in his hand.

The seal is purple and gold, suspended in the hand, and there is a cold breath everywhere. Although it is as big as a baby's palm, there are many mysteries in it.

Suddenly, ye Chen's left eye narrowed slightly, staring at the purple gold mantra imprint suspended in the palm.

To his surprise, he captured the soul imprint from the curse.

"I see." Ye Chen finally picked up a smile, "this purple gold mantra is also refined by people. Refining incantation marks and refining pills are of the same kind. There are soul marks in the pills, and there are also the soul marks of the refiners."

Speaking of this, ye Chen's smile is even better. "In this way, as long as I can break the brand of soul, I can also refine this kind of incantation mark. As long as I refine this kind of incantation mark, I can also refine the Yin Ming death general."

With that, ye Chen's eyes narrowed deeper, staring at the soul brand in the curse.

He saw an old man covered with purple and gold robes. At the moment, he was manipulating a strange flame to refine the incantation seal, which was no less complicated than refining a five grain elixir.

However, these to the present Ye Chen, all are no matter.

After swallowing the origin of the ancient holy body, his body and soul were Nirvana and metamorphosis, and his soul level seemed to have reached the peak of the earth realm.In such spiritual cultivation, if there is a miraculous elixir, it is not very difficult to refine a five pattern elixir.

Since you can refine the five grain elixir, you can also refine the mantra seal that controls the ancient corpse.

I don't know when, ye Chen just took back his eyes, the corner of his mouth was full of smile, "it's really mysterious, if you give me a strong ancient corpse, I can also refine a strong Yin Ming death general."

Speaking of this, the cold light in Ye Chen's eyes suddenly appears, and Sheng breaks the spell seal on the palm of his hand.

Poof!

In the dark, there seems to be a sound of vomiting blood.

In an unknown number of miles of a deep underground palace, a man covered with purple and gold robes showed a pair of eyes covered with dim light. "The ghost general sent to the 100000 mountains was brought out by people. Who in the end was it that broke the curse seal?"

A night without a word, the twinkling of an eye dawn.

The next day, ye Chen just stretched out from the small world of space. A white light stood in front of him from the sky and turned into a figure. Take a closer look, it is Zhongjiang.

"Follow me." Without saying a word, Zhong Jiang grabs Ye Chen's palm and escapes into nothingness.

"Master, what's so urgent?" Ye Chen, who is forced by the whole face, looks at Zhong Jiang with consternation.

"The man Huang just sent out the intermittent message: last night, younger martial sister Zhongxiao was secretly plotted and seriously injured. The strong man in the bloodthirsty hall is attacking Huang's Lingshan mountain."

"It's bloodthirsty again." Hearing these three words, ye Chen's eyes, involuntarily burst into a cold light.

"Then you come first, I will go first." Zhong Zhong walked into a conveyor belt.

"Master, do you know how many powerful people in the bloodthirsty palace besieged renhuang, and how many quasi heavenly realms there are."

"Three."

"Three." Hear this quantity, ye Chen brow tight frown a minute.

Ye Chen is very clear about what the three quasi heaven realm means.

Although Zhong Jiang is powerful in fighting, his accomplishments are reduced by one point every time he takes a hand. How difficult is it to kill the quasi heaven realm? Even if he can kill it, he has to pay a heavy price.

"I can kill one of them, but the other two quasi heaven realms need master Zhong Jiang to deal with them." Ye Chen thought to himself, "but if so, master Zhongjiang's accomplishments will surely fall, and he may fall from the quasi heaven realm to the empty and underworld realm, and maybe the Ninth Heaven."

"Bloodthirsty hall, you are everywhere." Ye Chen in the eyes of cold incomparable cold, "all wait for me, waiting for me to free my hand, I will beat you hard once, do not give you pain, you will not have a long memory."

"Little friend, if I can't go back this time, I hope you will keep Yanhuang." One side, Zhong Jiang suddenly said a word.