Chapter 2099

"What a monster." Yang Ge old beat a shiver, followed by Ye Chen's steps, in his eyes, the front of the Ye Chen, has been no different from the monster, especially the kind of evil.

It's late at night to Zhuxian Town.

Ye Chen goes straight to his small garden. Yang Ge's old man follows him in a leisurely manner, leaving his head shaking behind him. All of them follow Ye Chen's door. He doesn't want to leave. Sometimes he coughs slightly, as if to remind Ye Chen: there is still a living man behind you?

Ye Chen picks eyebrow, more than once glances at Yang Ge Lao.

He didn't know until the moment before he entered the house. What did he forget? He forgot to pass on the secret script of old Yang Ge's lightness skill, which he had said before. Otherwise, how could the old man follow him all the way here? He has a bad memory, and Lao Yang has not forgotten it.

"Tell me the truth." Ye Chen has a white eye.

"I think you will always think of it." Yang Ge always said that he was serious.

"It's useless. Wait."

Ye Chen went in, three minutes later, he saw an ancient scroll, which was thrown out.

"Take the secret book and walk away."

"Get it!"

Old Yang Ge took it with a smile. He was holding black black black iron in one hand and secret scroll in the other. He got the magic iron for making weapons and a unique secret script. He was destined to be unable to sleep tonight.

Back to the restaurant, he closed the door and put down the black black iron. He couldn't wait to open the secret volume. The secret volume was full of words. Every word contained unspeakable Qi, explaining the mystery of Taixu step. In addition, there were many feelings of Ye Chen, which were written in it.

"Wonderful, wonderful."

Before the candlelight, Yang Ge looked at it straightforwardly. Even he, a martial arts expert who has been practicing internal power for decades, can't help but praise him. He has never seen such a mysterious secret script. He expounds the profound meaning of lightness skill incisively and vividly, which gives him a little insight in an instant.

In addition to his surprise, he was flattered. Such a secret script can be regarded as the most precious treasure in the Wulin. Ye Chen said that he would be passed on. He was regarded as a member of his family! It's a great honor.

After receiving the excited thoughts, Lao Yang went out of the door with the secret scroll and came to the backyard. According to the secret script, he tried step by step.

However, he is of mediocre quality, and is hard to break the profound meaning of Taixu. He is sweating all over his head and fails to learn a little bit.

The more he was, the more surprised he was. He learned the secret script. It was a good thing of nine grades, such as taixubu, which needed to be understood over time to get its true meaning.

This is true. It has been hundreds of years since Ye Chen learned this Taixu step, let alone a mortal.

In the blink of an eye, it is dawn.

In the backyard of the restaurant, Yang Ge is still immersed in the secret script comprehension.

Here, ye Chen has already arrived at the door of the restaurant and put his clothes in a leisurely manner. Today, I haven't seen Yang Ge Laozuo waiting here. He is not surprised. Lao Yang is a reclusive martial arts expert, but he is also a martial arts maniac. How mysterious the empty step is, anyone will be unable to extricate himself.

"Here you are, grandfather." Yang Pavilion old did not come, but small Yang Fan came, as always, holding hot meat buns, smiling simple and honest, pure and innocent.

Ye Chen smiles and does not refuse.

The little guy was very sensible. He waved his hand and ran to the private school.

A steamed stuffed bun, ye Chen again put up the classic action: both hands holding the cheek help, bored, no one to fortune telling, then wait!

I don't know when, he just looked sideways and glanced at one side.

Among the crowd, there are three or five figures, supporting each other and limping along. Their hair is messy, their clothes are shabby, and their faces are pale. It seems that they are not lightly injured. At first glance, they look like people fleeing from the famine. If you take a closer look, you can see that they are not ordinary people.

They are the Wulin experts and strange scholars who went to explore ancient tombs before. After visiting dozens of people, only three or five came back. Judging from their looks, they still have a look of fear. It is obvious that in the old tomb, they have suffered a lot of difficulties and are still alive. It is a gift from God.

Busy street, because of their appearance, become more noisy.

Both sides of the street are attracted by the same people's eyes.

The three or five people, laughing at themselves, deliberately covered their faces and carried each other into the restaurant.

This visit to the tomb has not only caused heavy casualties, but almost all of them have been destroyed. If you don't know about it, you'll be shocked. It's subversive to our outlook on life.

What's more ridiculous is that they didn't even find the main tomb. They should laugh at themselves. They thought they knew a little bit about Yin and Yang and the five elements, and they were invincible in the world. Who would have thought that they would be abused by an ancient tomb.

"Exciting." Ye Chen closed his eyes, no surprise, no expression. If you insist on feeling, it is a little bit, it is that these people can still come out alive. It is a miracle.

Not long ago, Yang Ge old out, happy, want to come, but also to see those people.

"That's a secret script, but it works well." Ye Chen's words are not salty."Broad and profound, profound and profound." When Yang Ge Lao spoke, his tone was trembling.

Ye Chen smiles and says nothing. A martial arts secret improved by a monk's secret method is enough for old Yang Ge to enjoy his whole life. Let alone live for another life, Lao Yang will be embarrassed to break the true meaning. However, this is in the mortal world, and he will be proud of others.

This is the mortal world. Even if an immortal is called a mortal, he can also be proud of the world.

Yang Ge old left again, to understand the Taixu step, before leaving, also bu a hang.

This day, in addition to the old Yang Pavilion, no one to come, ye Chen's day, the ordinary.

Night falls in time.

Ye Chen took his clothes and ate a bowl of spring noodles and went back to the garden.

Under the moon, his whole body is shining with stars, and his internal power is improved to a higher level. His current skill is quite behind him. Ordinary people want to catch up with him, at least for a hundred years.

After three hours of meditation, he fell into a deep sleep in silence.

Old Yang Ge was very busy here. After practicing Taixu step, he came back with sweat. He took out the black black iron and studied it all night with a thing called magnifying glass. Once cast, it must be a peerless weapon, cutting iron like mud.

Unfortunately, the black black iron was too hard to melt with ordinary flame. Even his saber was shaken in two and could not be shaken at all, let alone remove the impurities in it.

Yang Ge old helpless, holding hands to sit by the bed, looking out of the window, impatient waiting for dawn.

In his opinion, ye Chen must have a way to melt dark iron. He seems to be omnipotent.

Anxious waiting, the East is finally reflected a touch of red.

Yang Ge Lao turned up and placed black dark iron. He clubbed at the door of the restaurant, like a door god. His old eyes looked at one side, full of hope.

The shopkeeper and the shopkeeper of the restaurant scratched their heads and didn't know. So, just because of the abnormal behavior of Yang Ge Lao these days, he got up very early every day. He didn't eat any food, so he ran to the door. He knew that he was a martial arts expert. He didn't know. He thought he was a doorkeeper.

Under his gaze, the bustling crowd, ye Chen carrying tables and chairs appeared.

"I'll do it, I'll do it." All the way, Yang Ge Lao met him. He was very hot. He helped Ye Chen to put his seats and all his clothes were properly arranged.

"Well, black black iron is not hard." Ye Chen seems to have if not said.

"Since you know it, you can melt it." Yang Ge Lao rubbed his hands.

"The dark iron from the sky, ordinary flame, is hard to melt." Ye Chen lazily sat down, "such as this iron, with the power of heaven and earth, can be opened, such as thunder and lightning."

"Thunder and lightning?" Yang Ge old listen to the amazement, subconsciously look up, first look at the sky, this then see ye Chen, dry smile way, "thunder and lightning is not for fun, don't chop bad."

"Not bad." Ye Chen is lazy.

"That's a good feeling." Yang Ge old ha ha smile, sitting at the table, every day there must be a hang, today is no exception, it is marriage, but also thinking about his magnificent love.

Ye Chen didn't betray the truth.

It's another day in a hurry, and the night falls quietly.

Ye Chen tonight, very emotional, personally cook, made a few delicious dishes, drink wine, looking up at the stars.

Since he was made a mortal, his ability of Zhou Tian evolution has also been constrained a lot. It is difficult to see whether someone should have robbed the pass and whether someone was buried in the calamity. I don't know how Da Chu is now. How is his life? Can you miss him.

Zhuxian Town, a whole foreign land, here, let him remember the six samsara, lonely to be crazy, a little sense of existence, are commendable.

Soon, dark clouds, lightning and thunder, it began to rain cats and dogs.

Ye Chen shakes his head and carries the table back to the room.

The rain comes and goes quickly. The breeze in the garden is cool.

"Little friend, may be in." Ye Chen is melancholy in homesickness, suddenly heard a call outside the garden, listen carefully, is the old Yang Pavilion.

In the middle of the night, ye Chen didn't want to talk to him, but the old man was very conscious. He didn't leave and jumped into the garden.

Ye Chen is black and turns over.

When he saw Lao Yang, the corners of his mouth twitched.

It's no wonder that he is like this. He's standing there in a rickety, ragged, black face with his black black iron in his arms. His hair is the most domineering thing. He is still smoking black smoke.

Such as his form, a sudden look, like touching the switch, a closer look, it is his mother was struck by thunder! What's more, he was slashed to death.

"You can't do that, little friend." Old Yang Ge showed his teeth in pain.

"Don't tell me, you are holding dark iron to let thunder and lightning strike." Ye Chen walked slowly down the stone steps.

"How else?""This intelligence quotient, really moving."