Chapter 2226

Under the moonlit night, ye Chen went north all the way, and went farther and farther, until his back was blurred. He did not forget to look back. He took a look at Tianxu. He liked the stone. If he had no mission, he would continue to understand Tao. If he was beaten, he would be beaten. He has been used to it.

When he went to a deep mountain, he fell into it and gave the way of the emperor to the nether world.

Unfortunately, the heaven and the underworld are still isolated, and it is difficult to get out of hell.

However, ye Chen raised his eyes and looked up at the emptiness. It seemed that he could see the two supreme masters on Jieming mountain from the two worlds. His eyes still hope that the emperor will return and sit in the sky. Today's Wanyu is really too weak.

The Ming emperor was speechless, and the emperor was speechless. He did not dare to become strong and open the way.

Ye Chen walked again, across a river, across the vast land.

Today's xuanhuang is a bit more sinister than in the past. After the war of the invasion of demons, many historic sites have been destroyed, all of which are left over from the war, stained with the blood that has not been dried up, so as to warn the world that they are still alive and have been bought by the lives of countless heroes and spirits.

Three days later, ye Chen appeared again in the ancient city of Kunlun in Zhongzhou.

Kunlun city at night is prosperous, ancient and vicissitudes.

It has been 170 years since he came to Kunlun city. The city is still as ethereal as it is, but it lacks many familiar faces. This is the legendary story of man and nature.

"I didn't expect that the holy body was so lovely when I was a child. Look at this chicken."

Just as he was walking, ye Chen suddenly heard the sigh and passed it from a tea stand. When he fixed his eyes to see it, he knew that he was a young monk holding a picture scroll and his eyes were shining.

Not only the young friars looked again, but there were people all around, and they all felt very sad.

Ye Chen picked eyebrows, glanced at the side, across the shadow, to look at the picture.

The corner of his mouth twitched. It was not an ordinary picture, but the picture on it was just that of hengyuezong of the great Chu state. He was holding a leg by Xiong Er, and was walking like that. Xie Yun's group of talents were not idle, rubbing their hands one by one to play the baby's chickens.

"Are you sure... He's the holy body of antiquity?"

"If it's a fake one, ye Chen has been rejuvenated. It's known to all over the world."

"This glorious history is enough to urinate."

All the people said a word and I said a word, a lot of people were chatting and chattering, which caused more people to watch. The old generation and the younger generation all had it. Even the owner of the tea stand was squeezed out.

Who would have thought that the God of heaven, who covered the eight wastelands, had such a pleasant experience. It was wonderful to imagine being carried away and playing chicken.

Look at Ye Da Shao again. He is already rubbing his eyebrows.

That's right. The little doll bear Er is carrying in the painting is really him. It was still in his previous life. When he studied the wordless Tianshu, he returned to his old age and became only two or three years old. At that time, it was the shadow of his whole life. When he recalled it, he felt pain?

So, the question is, how can this picture scroll run into the ancient city of Kunlun.

Obviously, someone brought it here. As for the man, it is needless to say that he is wutianjian Zun. To be more precise, he is the Wutian sword Zun who should be robbed. His name is Moqin.

In the past, when ye Chen and Ji ningshuang went back to Da Chu, Mo Qin was looking for their way. By the way, they also sold a lot of pictures about ye Dashao.

Facts have proved that Mo Qin really came to xuanhuang and sold his paintings.

Maybe, the people of xuanhuang have already taken part in it?

Don't say, it's true. During his journey, ye Chen saw a lot of people gathering in groups. There were always one or two people holding pictures. Each pair was related to him. For example, he gave his daughter-in-law a happy meal, attempted to bend a bow to a tyrant, and led his daughter-in-law to go to the kiln.

Ye Chen only feels dizzy, has scolded Mo Qin a thousand times.

There is no Heavenly Sword yet? Those who don't take this kind of pit on the younger generation, the great name of Laozi emperor is all cleared up by you. Now it's time to rob the disaster. It's just when the sky is weak and the whole world is grieving. Is it appropriate for you to rectify this?

Scolded in the heart, ye Chen entered a restaurant.

He may have come early. He didn't see the sun. His divine sense was scattered and he couldn't find the son of the noodles. He had to find a place by the window, ordered a pot of cloudy wine and waited quietly.

This pot of wine is really not delicious.

There are always people gathering in the restaurant, and there are always those individuals who take out the collection of paintings and make the whole more lively. They may form a group of three or a group of May and appreciate it.

For this reason, ye Chen's brilliant deeds in those years were also brought out to say that where the lively Lord went, he did all the great things that startled the world and sobbed ghosts and gods. Up to now, it has been praised by the world.

Ye Chen feels embarrassed. Even when he drinks, he is wearing a cloak.

Fire, the tenth emperor of the great Chu is really on fire. It has spread all over the world.

At the moment, thanks to Mo Qin's absence, otherwise, he will be hammered. No matter whether you should rob someone or not, you should fight first and then try to beat Wutian sword Zun into a Wutian pariah.

"Your sister, just drink for yourself and let it out for me." From the cauldron came a great scolding. It was the goods of the king Qi. They were jumping around with four donkey hooves.Ye Chen did not reply, with the heart to read against the whip.

After that, the king of Qi lay down, and ye Chen's ears were quiet. It was strange that the king of Qi didn't have long eyes. The emperor was worried that no one would fight him? You jump out to fight.

"Holy body is leisure." Suddenly, the clear voice of the girl rang out.

Before the words fell, he saw a woman sitting opposite Ye Chen. After a careful look, it turned out to be Beisheng, who took 3000 green silk and dressed up as a man.

Ye Chen a Zheng, "how can you be here?"

"I've been asked to send you a message." The North Saint said, passing on a wisp of divine consciousness.

Ye Chen read it from Xichen. If he couldn't come for a while, it would be embarrassing. If he had known this, he should spend more time with his wife and children at home. Or, if he could understand the Tao in Tianxu, he could go shopping for some treasures. It was better than being stood up and saying that he couldn't come earlier!

"You big Chu, the loss is very heavy." Beisheng whispered.

"It's not just miserable. It's just terrible." Ye Chen sighed.

"So is my family." Beisheng's eyes, more a touch of sad color, haggard a lot, but also can see the corner of his mouth, overflow blood, face slightly pale.

Ye Chen did not speak, but looked quietly at the North saint. His eyes narrowed slightly into a line. From his body, he found a trace of the origin of the demons, which was also integrated with Beisheng.

Moreover, looking at Bei Sheng's expression, she obviously did not know the origin of the devil in her body.

It's also true that the origin of demons is so deep that ordinary people can't notice it.

When he was staring at him like this, his whole body was unnatural. He could only see his body surface, and the light of the immortal was covered by the light of the immortal. It seemed to be hidden and appeared, and it had mysterious power.

Ye Chen rubbed his eyes and was smeared by the immortal light.

"Two little friends, do you want a baby?" While talking, someone came again. He was a wretched old man with an old hand and a smile. His yellow teeth were stained with vegetable leaves. If he had been put in Dachu, he would have been beaten and cried for 800 times.

The North Saint does not speak, and ye Chen, while rubbing his eyes, while waving his hand.

"Let's have a look first, and then it's not too late." The wretched old man laughed, more conscious than the North saint, and simply sat down and took out the treasures from his sleeve: pictures.

Yes, it's a picture. It's all ye Chen.

Ye Chen sees it, the corner of the mouth tugs fiercely, almost lift the table.

Looking at a painting scroll, it seems that I have forgotten the pain. The brilliant deeds of the tenth emperor of the great Chu are eye-catching.

"It's baby." The wretched old man said, then he took the picture, stroked his old beard, and his waist was straight. He was sure that they would take it. This is really a treasure.

North saint is still silent, side of the eyes, glancing at Ye Chen.

Ye Dashao was tactful and pulled down his cloak. With his face, he was embarrassed. He had done too many things to be shameless, and his two skin face would blush.

In this way, the atmosphere of the wine table is instantly cold.

The wretched old man waited for a long time but failed. He left in a bad temper and went to other places to sell.

And then it happened again and again.

More than a group of people came to carry Ye Chen's picture scroll. The pixel of the picture was not more than a grade different from that of Mo Qin's. most of them were later copied to sell for money.

It's not blowing. Ye Chen's paintings have fed a lot of people? Buy a picture scroll, unlimited engraving, there will always be someone to buy, this is the legendary celebrity effect.

Beishengpo was considerate, so he bought a whole set so that he could bring it back to his family and become a textbook for his younger generation. Anyone who dares to learn from ye Chen will be dragged out and killed.

"Well, when will master Xichen return?" Ye Chen coughed and changed the topic.

"I don't know." Beishenghui is very casual.

"Know where he went." Ye Chen asked again.

"I don't know." Looking back at the pain of the painting, it's still a pain.

Ye Chen did not ask again, simply got up, really cover not live, since Xi Chen didn't come, then go to other place to turn, had better find a nobody's place son, ground seam son also can.

When he got up, Bei Sheng took the picture, and then he got up and followed closely.

"Anything else?" Ye Chen picks eyebrow way.

"Let's borrow your eyes to show you the disease." North Saint light road.

"I don't think you're very ill."

"Don't talk nonsense. Follow me." The North Saint said, one step to the sky.

Ye Chen sighs and keeps up with him. He really wants to educate and educate Beisheng. He asked me to see a doctor! If you have time to look at the picture, you have plenty of leisure.

One in front of the other, the two fled into the door of the space domain.

In the passage, Beisheng is quite normal, but she dare not look directly at Ye Chen. She always remembers the ancient ruins. The shameless bitch in front of her stripped off her clothes. Every time two people are alone, her cheek will flash a blush.

Ye Chen is also like this, the tail does not drop, deliberately taboo.

Heaven and earth had a conscience. At that time, heaven knew that the North sage was a woman.

There was no one to speak, and the atmosphere was once embarrassed. Only the corners of their mouths were covered with blood. Ye Chen was ok, but she was Beisheng. Her breath was slightly unstable. Most of the injuries were not healed during the invasion of the demons. In addition, she was in a bad state due to the natural poison of the demons."You know, you have the origin of demons." Ye Chen finally opens his mouth.

"The origin of demons?" The North saint is not from a Leng, also is really ignorant.

Ye Chen brushed his hand and with the power of Zhou Tian, he opened the cover in the dark, so that the northern sage could clearly see the origin of the demons, which was deep enough to be almost invisible.

"How could it be so?" Beisheng Daimei frowned slightly, and her look was also ugly.

"I also want to know the origin of the devil." Ye Chen shrugs.

Beisheng couldn't help but look up and see ye Chen's bleeding from the corner of her mouth. It was the same as her condition. She should have understood why Ye Chen had more than one blood spilling before the battle with kuiruo. She must have been infected with the origin of demons at that time. She should also understand that such sources of demons must be difficult to eliminate. Otherwise, how could ye Chen not be cured by means of great Chu.

"Without the foundation of demons, there is no origin of demons." The North Saint doubted.

"Don't underestimate the demons. Are you good at it?" Ye Chen sat down and carried the wine pot. The blood spilled from the corner of his mouth could not be wiped out. Finally, he simply did not wipe it.

"We, will not turn into demons." Bei Sheng sipped his lips.

Ye Chen poured a mouthful of strong wine, a smile, "maybe."