Ye Chen sat for a night.

In the early morning, the warm sunshine spreads over the ancient star, but the ancient star is silent and lifeless.

call!

As a long breath of turbid air was spit out, Ye Chen opened his eyes, his eyes becoming deeper than before, like the vast starry sky, covering the sky and the earth.

All of this is attributed to his soul. After swallowing the power of the Yinhuang King's soul, his soul level has reached the imperial realm. In other words, he can now refine the seven-patterned pill.

go home!

After twisting his body fiercely, Ye Chen suddenly stepped onto Xutian. It took too long to delay. Mr. Mu Xuan is still in the space black hole?

When he came to the starry sky again, Ye Chen was still looking around strangely. This time, no one was chasing him behind him. He could stare quietly and walk in the vast starry sky, with his horizons widened a lot.

Um?

Just as he looked, Ye Chen let out a light exclamation and subconsciously looked back behind him.

There was a light of rice grains at the source of the boundless starry sky, but when I looked carefully, I realized that it was a figure.

Ye Chen stopped and watched quietly.

It was a Buddha with a solemn appearance, a Buddhist beads hanging on the neck, a cassock, a Zen stick in one hand, and a beaker in the other hand. His eyebrows were very long and his face was kind. The Buddha's light shone with great dazzlingness.

The peak of the imperial realm!

Ye Chen murmured, seeing the Buddha's cultivation level, and also seeing that the Buddha was not the peak of the imperial realm. He should be a person who is in the sky, and his magic power in his body was like a sea.

As he looked, Ye Chen couldn't help but touch his chin.

For some reason, after seeing the Buddha, two faces that were ungrateful appeared in his mind. They were Long Yi and Long Er, both monks, why is the gap so big!

The Buddha came, looked up and down at Ye Chen, then smiled calmly, walked slowly, and there was still Buddha light paving the way under his feet.

Ye Chen smiled and gave a bow, but his eyes were staring at the bowl dragged by the Buddha. To be more precise, he stared at the Buddha's word carved on the bowl: 卍.

Dunjia Tian character!

Ye Chen took a deep breath, raised his heels to the Buddha's steps, and stared at the Buddha's bowl with his eyes straight.

In this way, the Buddha was not slow, and Ye Chen was not slow, and the two of them were just strolling in the starry sky.

I don’t know how long it took to see the Buddha in front of me stopping, turning around slowly, and looking at Ye Chen kindly and peacefully, “Why is this donor following me?”

"It's okay." Ye Chen coughed dryly and pointed to the Buddha's bowl, "Your bowl is good, sell it to me!"

The Buddha smiled slightly, "This is a Buddhist instrument, and you cannot give it to the donor."

"No! The price can be negotiated."

"Don't sell it." The Buddha smiled and shook his head.

"That holy monk can lend me a look." Ye Chen blinked his eyes.

"It's okay." The Buddha smiled gently and handed the bowl to Ye Chen.

"Good thing." Ye Chen took it and looked around. The bowl was a holy soldier, very extraordinary. The swastika carved on it was the most eye-catching, with Buddha's light and Zen spirit.

"My dear Fahai, I see that the donor has a fate with the Buddha, but I ask the donor, do you want to escape into my Buddhist sect." The Buddha spoke and looked at Ye Chen with a smile.

"I don't like shaving my head." Ye Chen replied casually while looking at the bowl.

"The donor can lead the hair to practice." Fahai said with a smile.

"I heard that Buddhism cannot marry a wife."

"The four elements of Buddhism are empty, so you cannot marry a wife."

"I can't marry, so I won't do it." Ye Chen said, and he didn't forget to breathe a sigh of relief at the bowl. Then he wiped it with his sleeve. He didn't know what was going on, but he didn't want to return it after touching it.

"Since that's the case, I'm disturbing you." Fahai gave a Zen ceremony to Ye Chen.

"It's okay." Ye Chen smiled carelessly, and as he smiled, he consciously stuffed the bowl into his sleeve.

"It should be very busy to save all living beings, so I won't delay." Ye Chen performed a Buddhist ritual very piously, and then turned around and left. As he walked, his pace accelerated. Finally, he simply ran away, and Liuyan'er disappeared and even kidnapped Fahai's bowl.

Behind him, Fahai smiled and did not chase after him. He turned around and walked along the other side. The Buddha's light filled the starry sky.

On this side, Ye Chen ran all the way, running faster than a rabbit.

It was not until eight thousand miles away that he stopped. Seeing that Fahai had not caught up, he took out Fahai's bowl.

Not bad!

Ye Chen smiled and breathed a sigh of relief at the bowl again. After that, he did not forget to wipe it with his sleeve. This was a holy soldier, and it was also branded with the word Dunjia Tian, ​​which was indeed an extraordinary treasure.

However, as Ye Chen looked at it, he saw the bowl buzzing and trembling, and the Buddha's light shining behind it.

The next moment, the bowl still in Ye Chen's hand broke free from Ye Chen's palm and flew out with a whoosh.

Your grandma's!

Ye Chen didn't say anything and chased after him. Can the treasure he got still let you run away?

However, he still underestimated the bowl too much. It seemed to have received a powerful summoning of some kind of power. Its body was like Buddha's light and its speed was extremely fast. Even though it shrank all the way, it was thrown far away.

I don't believe it anymore!

Ye Chen's blood was rising and he accelerated, and he could have guessed that it was Fahai who was summoning his bowl. No wonder he was not afraid that Ye Chen would kidnap his bowl.

The two chased and fled, and two gorgeous trajectories were transformed into the starry sky.

After chasing him all the way, Ye Chen lost his temper and chased him for thousands of miles. Not only did he not catch up, he was also left farther and farther away.

In front of me, the bowl appeared like a terrifying fountain, and an ancient star flew into it.

Ye Chen then arrived, flew into the ancient star, and chased him to the bottom of a spiritual mountain and stopped.

Jinshan Temple!

Ye Chen glanced at the stone tablet at the foot of the mountain and couldn't help but look up. A Buddhist temple stood on Lingshan, which was as solemn as an old monk, and was bathed in the Buddha's light.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

When Ye Chen looked at it, there was a bell ringing on the mountain. The bell was thick and long, as if it was a Buddhist sound, with supreme Zen spirit, and it lasted for a long time on this ancient star and saved all living beings.

Ye Chen touched his chin and thought that Fahai was inside, and he also thought that the bowl had returned to Fahai's hand.

Go grab it?

Ye Chen muttered, but after moving his steps, he took it back and went to a monk to grab something. The scene was strange to think about it. It was so shameless that he might be struck by lightning.

Moreover, there are many hidden auras in this Jinshan Temple, and there are many powerful holy monks, and he will most likely suffer a loss if he is forced to do it.

"It hurts." Ye Chen scratched his head fiercely. If he had known that Fahai had the great power to summon the bowl, he would have taken the swastika away.

"Let me go, I want to see my wife." When Ye Chen scratched his head, there was a noise in front of the mountain gate.

Perhaps the screaming was too painful, which made Ye Chen look sideways, and then he saw two monks walking out with a scholar-like person. No matter how the scholar screamed or how he broke free, it would be useless.

Seeing this, Ye Chen was stunned because the scholar was a mortal. He was very surprised that a mortal dared to come to the Immortal Spirit Mountain to shout like this. If it were in Da Chu, the scholar would have been kicked to death eight hundred times long ago.

However, although the two monks had good fortune, they were not angry and just threw the scholar in front of the mountain gate.

"Fahai, come out for me and let my wife go." The scholar got up and was about to rush in, but was blocked by the two monks.

"Xu Xian, the human demon will be different after all, don't bother me anymore." A misty voice came from the Lingshan Mountain, with supreme Zen meaning. Ye Chen pricked up his ears, because the sound was from Fahai, and he also heard the reason for the scholar's quarrel from Fahai's words.

"It's a pair that breaks apart!" Ye Chen sighed, no longer expecting the matter of the bowl, and turned around in a slight sense.

Um?

As soon as he took two steps, Ye Chen frowned, then suddenly turned around and stared at the scholar named Xu Xian not far away, "The reincarnated person."
Chapter completed!