This is a land of immortals, surrounded by clouds and mists. It is located in the heaven, but above the celestial realm. It is called the celestial realm of the supreme heaven, the place where the Taoist ancestors and the immortals call themselves.

There is a bamboo forest in the corner of Xianyu.

In the depth of the bamboo forest, there is a fairy pool, in which ye Chen lies quietly, calm as ice, no longer in the state of magic, and returns to its original shape.

A wisp of breeze blows, the pool water roams.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the ethereal nothingness, which was strange.

Three or two seconds later, he regained his clearness. He then sat up and rubbed his brow hard. He recalled the previous incident. The corpse of Tianting was a mountain, which disturbed the heaven and earth and awakened Daozu Hongjun.

His look, no joy or worry, just like sitting in the pool, burying his head without words, I don't know what he is thinking, and the sadness in his eyes is hard to hide.

"Awake?" Suddenly a word rang out.

On hearing this, ye Chen stepped out of the immortal pool, followed the sound source, and went deeper into the bamboo forest. There was a row of bamboo houses in front of which was a stone table. Daozu sat there and cooked tea leisurely.

"Ye Chen, younger generation, I've met my predecessors."

Ye Chen bowed over. This was the first time that he saw Daozu, the supreme god of heaven, in a real sense. He was indeed a supreme God. From the emperor, he could not smell half a breath of silk. Everything was chaotic, ancient and vicissitudes, like living fossils in mythology.

"Sit down."

Daozu said with a smile, like a kind grandfather.

Ye Chen did not refuse, and nodded into his seat.

"This time, I'm happy to kill you."

The Taoist priest had a long smile, like an ethereal fairy song. After that, he gave Ye Chen face. He was a great emperor and a great emperor at the peak. He poured tea for the small holy body.

"Blood debt, blood payment."

Ye Chen said lightly, though calm on the surface and awe inspiring in righteousness, in fact, he had already urinated. The one sitting opposite was Daozu, who was a real peak emperor. A fart could kill him.

In order to cover up some confusion, he took a cup of tea and drank it. The tea poured by Daozu himself must be drunk, and he had to find something to do for himself.

However, this cup of tea, his look, instant pain, frown is also tight.

It's strange that Daozu's tea is so bitter that it's hard to eat. He is sure that this is the bitterest tea he has ever drunk, and there is no one of them.

At that moment, he almost vomited out. He could spray his face. Your tea making skills are not so good! It's hard to swallow.

However, he still swallowed it. The tea went into his intestines, which was even more bitter and astringent. His body trembled, and he could not help humming bitterly. Even the spirit of yuan was covered with bitterness, like a layer of haze.

The Taoist priest only laughed but did not speak. He continued to make tea.

But his smile, fell in the eyes of Ye Dashao, was particularly dangerous, as if to say: dare to spit out, Laozi a slap to death you.

Ye Chen has a dry cough and can't vomit. The tea that Daozu poured himself had to pinch his nose and swallow it, even though it was filled with urine.

He didn't dare to spit tea.

He didn't dare to do it, but someone did.

Once upon a time, there was such a talented person who drank Daozu's tea, and he really sprayed Daozu's face. Um... That's his first generation: xianwudi Zun.

Perhaps, no one knows that after the emperor became emperor, he once came to this heaven and talked with Hongjun about Tao, and Daozu used this kind of tea to treat him.

That night, Daozu's memory is still fresh, the new emperor, lawless said, a cup of bitter tea into the mouth, another mouthful of domineering side leakage.

Up to now, the expression of Daozu is still meaningful. I always feel that the goods are intentional. I come all the way from the human world to spray him.

So, every is to see ye Chen this face! He was inexplicably angry. If ye Chen was still the new emperor, he would teach him how to be a man. He was also the supreme one, and divided the strong and the weak.

Here, ye Chen has taken out a flat peach from his arms and wiped it on his body. He has to use this sweet fruit to press down the bitterness of the tea.

On the other side, Daozu Chuai hand, and looked at Ye Chen with great care. The emperor's eyes, up and down, the eyes, that is called a deep one!

Now this scene is very similar to that of that time. Emperor Zun also took fruit from his arms, which was also the flat peach of his heaven. He pressed the bitter taste with sweetness. Even that movement was carved in the same mold.

How can we say that emperor Zun and ye Chen have a great origin! One is the first generation, the other is the ninth generation; the other is the one who sprayed his face in those years, and the other one is a mountain of celestial corpses, which are very urine like.

And he, it should be a great honor, the ninth reincarnation created two talents, one outstanding, the other more outstanding, let him encounter, Emperor Zun is a two skin face, in front of this one, no face at all.

Taking a hard breath, Daozu finally suppressed the idea of exploding hammer Ye Chen. He brushed his hands, took two stone lamps and hung them in the air.

This stone lamp is very strange. It has no wick, but it burns illusory flame. In other words, it is the fire of the original God of human beings, one purple and one black.

"Moon heart, heaven."Ye Chen's body trembles, grabs one with one hand, and looks at it with fixed eyes. It is very certain that the two fire of yuan God are the one of moon heart and heaven.

Yuan Shen is the foundation of human beings, and the fire of Yuan Shen is the foundation of Yuan Shen. The fire is not annihilated, and it is only a matter of time before it is revived. They can return to the world.

Thank you very much Ye Chen was grateful.

Taozu did not speak, only quietly tasting tea.

"If they can be resurrected, can those who died in the war on that day also be resurrected?" Ye Chen asks tentatively, the language color does not have the foundation.

"There is reincarnation in heaven." Daozu leisurely way, casually glanced at Ye Chen, his face turned black. If you can't revive, do you think you can still sit here? Lao Tzu's hardworking cultivation of the strong, you almost killed the whole army.

"Reincarnation?"

Ye Chen is shocked. He can't help but look at the ethereal world. There is reincarnation in the heaven. No wonder Daozu is so calm. No wonder so many immortals are killed in the battle. He still has the leisure to put aside this bitter tea.

"Who made this samsara?" Ye Chen asked.

"The goddess of ancient heaven." The Taoist priest said slowly, and his words were quite vague, "including the reincarnation of your great Chu and the reincarnation of Zhuxian Town, all of which were created by the empress. However, the reincarnation of Zhuxian Town has been destroyed in the catastrophe, and the Tianmen have followed its example."

"I see."

"Is the underworld also reincarnation?" For a long time, ye Chencai opened his mouth again, his eyes fixed on his eyes, hoping for an accurate answer from Daozu.

"No samsara." The ancestor of Tao is light.

"I see." Ye Chen's eyes clearly understand the color, it can be said that there is no repression in the underworld, but the heaven has a constraint on the external force, it must be because of reincarnation, there are many ways and means.

But his killing not only disturbed the heaven and earth, but also disturbed the samsara, which awakened Daozu, mainly because there were too many dead people.

This can't be blamed on him, who let this old guy not choose a reliable man to be the ruler of heaven and the Jade Emperor to be the king, sooner or later there will be trouble.

Speaking of the Jade Emperor, ye Chen got up, picked up the teapot, poured a cup to Daozu, and said happily, "old man, can you talk about the Jade Emperor?"

"Its predecessor was the emperor of the gods."

"The emperor Xuandi has told me that what I want to know is how my predecessors melted the blood and memory of the Jade Emperor." Ye Chen asked with a smile.

"There's a secret." The Taoist priest said slowly, "as you can see, the blood and memory of demons are not completely transformed. It's not my secret arts that are not profound enough. It's a lack of strength."

"What power."

"The power of reincarnation."

"Master, with your secret method, and with the power of reincarnation, you can completely eliminate the blood and memory of the demons?" Ye Chen held his breath, staring at Daozu, and his body was tense.

"As you said." Tao Zu said with a smile.

"I have the power of reincarnation." After getting the answer from Daozu, ye Chen's eyes are so bright that he is more happy than sleeping with his daughter-in-law.

"This method is only effective for those who are reincarnated into demons." Daozu added a sentence.

"That's enough." Ye Chen rubbed his hands, aiming at reincarnated people. Those who are not reincarnated demons, who have the time to bird him, have the Kung Fu to transform blood and memory, and can kill a large number of them.

In his heart, there is still a great regret.

Just imagine, if the Daozu were in the underworld, Dan Mo would not have gone on the road with regret. He had not returned to his hometown alive, leaving only a pot of ashes.

However, this regret will not continue. With the secret skill of Daozu and the power of his reincarnation, everything will be easy.

Thinking of this, ye Chen coughed and looked at Daozu happily, "if it's convenient for you, please send me back to the heaven and man world! A little homesick

"Wait."

"How long will it take... To wait?" Ye Chen looks at Daozu tentatively.

"Xu is three or five years, Xu is seven or eight years, Xu is hundreds of years. When there is a crack between heaven and man, when can you completely return." "The premise is that you can cross the sea of chaos."

Ye Chen is silent. In this regard, the heaven and the underworld are similar.

The so-called chaotic sea is mostly the same as the six reincarnations of the underworld. It is a road, a road leading to the human world. If you can't break through it, you can go back to the sky. If you can't break through it, you can wait in the chaotic sea.

Thinking of the six reincarnations in the underworld, ye Chen is still afraid, especially the human way. If there is no love robbery made by the ancestors of Emperor Huang, he will be lost in it.

The heaven and the underworld are the same. It's hard to break through the six samsara. The chaotic sea in that day's world is mostly a difficult pass, a kind of life-threatening one.

But he was not afraid.

In the past, he was able to break through the six samsara of the underworld. In the near future, he will also be able to cross the chaotic sea of heaven. His obsession of returning home will never be forgotten.

On the other side, Daozu raised his hand and played a divine light, which immediately disappeared into Ye Chen's eyebrow and turned into a deity. It was Ye Chen's throne of crape myrtle star king. He reunited with him. The implication was obvious. If the barrier of heaven was dissipated, ye Chen could go back to the heavens by borrowing the method. If something happened, it was OK to visit the gate."Thank you, master."

Ye Chen is quite sensible and gets up with the teapot.

However, before he could pour the tea, he was dazzled by an ethereal light. Subconsciously, he saw another female illusion, which was the same as the scene of Chu Xuan's birth. His appearance was graceful, just like the man in his dream.

"She is..." Ye Chen looks at Daozu again.

PS: sorry for the delay. I'll make up a chapter tomorrow.