It's a mountain forest with lots of trees, birds and flowers.
In the depths of the ancient wood, there was a man lying in rags with gray hair and a terrifying beard.
Yes, he is Ye Chen. He fell here from liudao.
I don't know how long I sleep here. I'm buried by fallen leaves and dust. Sometimes there are birds running to peck him twice.
He is like a dead man, motionless, as if forgotten by the world.
With a breeze blowing, his little thumb trembled.
Then, he opened his eyes. His eyes were empty and he looked at the clear sky with a dull look and no emotion.
He got up and walked to one side, with a stiff step, like a puppet, without a goal or direction.
On the top of Jieming mountain, there is the water curtain, which changes from fuzzy to clear. The scene is exactly the picture of Ye Chen.
On the top of the mountain, four people have changed into five, and there is an extra Chu spirit.
Her cheek, full of tears, wipe also can not finish, can see ye Chen is still alive, is the gift of God.
Bai Zhi and her said, six hundred years, all blood and tears, listen to really heartache, his figure, full of scars.
"Master, is that the universe?" Chu Ling looked at the emperor's wasteland with dim eyes, hoping to get an accurate answer.
"Not the heavens, but the spiritual realm." Emperor Huang sighed.
"He's really an unfortunate child, with only one in ten thousand chance of being involved in the spiritual world." The emperor also shook his head.
"Spiritual realm?" Chu Ling asked, "then how to return to the heavens."
"The spiritual realm belongs to the human realm. Since it is in the human realm, it is easy to return to the heavens."
"The tricky thing is that he needs to recover as soon as possible. He is in a very dangerous situation."
"Can you help me?" Chu Ling hurriedly wiped his tears. The two supreme Masters said so. It must be difficult.
"The whole underworld, you alone, can help him awake." The Emperor Huang said, brushing his hands to offer a vegetarian Qin.
"I once taught you the nine immortals, and then played the awakening chapter."
"Yes." Chu Ling immediately sat down, took a deep breath, and plucked the strings. The melodious sound was like the sounds of nature.
While playing, he looks at Ye Chen, expecting him to wake up.
However, although the sound of the piano rises, ye Chen does not have the slightest reaction, still dull, and the number is still as empty.
Seeing this, Chu Ling looks at the emperor's wasteland, and the sound seems useless.
Emperor Huang did not speak, he waved his hand and brushed the nihility again and again.
So did the Ming emperor. He used the method of Taoism and immortality to open the way for the music of Chu Ling. After all, it crossed two realms and the sound of Qin had not yet arrived.
It takes time, and the supreme is not omnipotent.
Mingjue and Angelica dahurica stand still, and their eyes are shining.
The supreme is the supreme. If it is a great magic power, people can't go to the spiritual realm, but they seem to be able to help the music of the zither into the spiritual realm.
Chu Ling didn't dare to stop. The sound of the piano was long and her tears were dim.
Not everyone can play this immortal song to awaken the world. We need to have affection for him. No wonder Emperor Huang said that he was the only one who could save him.
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Zhutianwanyu, Dachu, hengyuezong, yunvfeng bamboo forest.
In front of Ye Chen's short tomb, there are many figures, including sunset, biyou, Lin's poems and paintings, and Shangguan yu'er.
In addition to them, there are many of them.
"Boy, I dreamt of you yesterday. I will fight with you." Xie Yun sprinkled a pot of wine, rarely serious once.
"Why? Did you dream? " Bear two is surprised.
"What a coincidence. I dreamt of it." Situ Nan Zheng road.
In a word, all the people present looked at each other. From their own eyes, everyone seemed to see something.
"I don't know where, the great Chu monks seem to be present."
, as like as two peas, he is the same person who plays.
"It's weird to dream of the same scene."
All of you said and I said one word and another, one after another, scratching their heads. Since the cultivation of Taoism, we have never met such a thing.
As the crowd spoke, the sky kept falling.
Looking up, there are still many people, including Poria cocos, Haotian XuanZhen, Xiaofeng, Taiyi, Wu sanpao, and descendants of the emperor.
After that, they were the kings of the great Chu Dynasty, Kui and Yujiang.
It seems to have been agreed that one after another fell on the jade girl peak. I don't know. I thought there was a grand gathering here?
"It seems that you have also dreamt of it." Taiyi real man stroked his beard. "If you dream together, there must be a sign."
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The night sky is deep, the broken stars are like dust, and the spiritual realm is peaceful.
It was once integrated with the heaven and the world. Although it is not as vast as the sky, it is also boundless and vast, with beautiful mountains and rivers.
Muddleheaded Ye Chen, still strides the rigid step.
I don't know how long it took him to enter an ancient city.This ancient city is really luxurious. It is a fairyland in the world. There are peaks, spacious streets, winding paths and lingering light.
At night, the ancient city is also very prosperous. The streets are crowded with people, and the stalls on both sides shout and sell continuously.
His arrival provoked scorn from passers-by.
Especially for women, they can't help but cover Jade mouth with handkerchief and hide far away. They are afraid that they will not be as good as others.
Strange only strange, ye Chen at this moment form, really dirty, really is a beggar, make the world dislike.
"Where's the beggar? Go away. There's no food for you." An old monk scolded, without the kindness of the old man.
"The holy city is also where you can come. Go away quickly."
"People are not people, ghosts are not ghosts. It's really bad luck today."
Too many people abuse, each evil spirit, what's more, they gnash their teeth and hate to kick ye Chen out.
Ye Chen said nothing, buried his head, and just went ahead.
However, today's scene is really ironic.
He was Ye Chen, who slaughtered two emperors in one life. He saved the human world twice. As a benefactor, he was so rejected.
Today, he is similar to Lin's poems and paintings in the past. He is clearly a savior, but he seems to be a murderer of his father.
Just as he was leaving, a savage man stopped his way. The bandits were angry. His eyes were scarlet and his face was red.
A look, is to drink a lot of wine, it seems that the gambling house lost a lot of people, a body of anger has no place to spread.
"If you go out and bump into a beggar, no wonder I'm not lucky today." The rude man scolded him, and without saying a word, he waved and then split.
Ye Chen is indifferent and does not dodge the hand prints of the barbarians.
However, the man was stopped before he was cut off.
The person who made the move was a woman in green. Her beautiful appearance was not considered to have fallen into the world, but it was full of admiration and holiness.
It was she who grasped the wrist of the boorish and waved it casually. He flew from the city to the outside of the city.
People on the street took a step back one after another, as if they knew who the woman in green was, and also knew her noble status.
Qingyi woman ignored, only to see ye Chen, gently opened his messy white hair, a pair of beautiful eyes, incredible.
"Ye Chen, is that you?" The woman in Tsing Yi tried.
Ye Chen doesn't speak, like a statue. When he hears Ye Chen's words, his empty eyes flash through a trace of confusion.
"You don't know me? I'm qingluan! The contract beast of Lin's poetry and painting. " The woman in green calls Ye Chen again.
Ye Chen still does not speak, muddleheaded as a walking corpse.
Qingluan frowns and sees the clue. Ye Chen doesn't recognize her, but she has no sense of mind and mind has been swallowed up.
Such a state is very similar to that of the great Chu, who was also confused. Liu Ruyan's death made it clear, and the whole big Chu knew it.
As a contract animal of Lin's poetry and painting, I naturally know.
Without much thought, he pulled up Ye Chen and went straight to one side.
Ye Chen did not resist, let qingluan pull, also have a few moments of confusion, in front of this woman, let him feel intimate.
Qingluan looks back more than once, and her eyebrows frown slightly more than once.
Looking at today's Ye Chen, inexplicable heartache, where is the world's most powerful heaven God, too down and out.
In the past years, when the demons invaded the big Chu, Lin Shihua tried to save Ye Chen with his life. Finally, she died on her back.
It was the last time she saw Lin's poems and paintings, and the last time she saw Ye Chen. She did not want to see her again, but she was in the spiritual realm.
She did not know what happened to Ye Chen and why she came here.
However, ye Chen's name has already spread throughout the whole spiritual realm.
There are countless ties between the spiritual realm and the heaven and earth. Many people in the spiritual realm are channeled to the heaven. When they return to the spiritual realm, the most talked about is Ye Chen, the one who slaughtered two emperors.
His deeds against heaven and his legends are immortal myths.