The Southern Region Affairs ended and another new journey. Ye Chen set foot on the western desert as he wished.

This time, his figure was not lonely. There were six more figures beside him. Six slanted shadows were reflected in the sunset, with their arms around each other, and they were chatting and chatting happily.

The Xuanhuang Western Desert is not smaller than the southern region. The earth is vast and the plains are vast. There are many giant mountains. There are also great rivers and long rivers, carrying the dust of history, witnessing the changes of the world.

Unlike the southern region, this western desert has a touch of solemnity and peace. In the flying spiritual power, there is an additional power of faith, like a holy cloak, covering this land.

There are many temples in the Western Desert, which are the holy lands of Buddha. All living beings worship Buddha devoutly, gathering surging thoughts for the Buddha. In the eyes of the world, they are Buddhas, and mortals kneel down to pray for peace.

Three days later, seven people entered the first ancient city since entering the Western Desert: the City of Compassion.

Every ancient city has its own legend, and this city of Compassion is no exception. According to legend, in ancient times, a venerable came here to spread Buddhism and practiced it again to achieve the right result. Later generations called him venerable.

The name of this ancient city was passed down from that time, aiming to warn the world of compassion.

When they entered the city, seven people smelled the incense. The incense was strong and filled the entire ancient city of Mercy. It seemed that they were entering not an ancient city, but a temple, with the smell of burning incense everywhere.

"The Southern Region was very lively a few days ago!" Even though the incense was strong, it was still in the world. Where people gathered, there was a legend that the city of Compassion at night was full of discussion.

"When the Holy Body is gone, how can it not be lively?" The tea stall and wine shop were full of sighs and stuttering. "He has confirmed a truth along the way that some places will be lively."

"The grand event of the Ten Thousand Races was a mess because of him. The prince of the many races was destroyed, and the four emperors' heavenly tribulation was also caused. For him, the Ten Thousand Races almost started a war, and they all carried the imperial weapons over."

"It's ridiculous that the Golden Crow and Prince Kunpeng, the Holy Body has left. They still insist on seeking excitement. They were killed and shot again. Not only did they die, they also implicated the tribe's people, and suffered a lot of casualties."

"Especially Prince Kunpeng, I heard that the Holy Body was raped by the Kunpeng clan. This is why the ancestor Kunpeng was furious and called on all races to issue a wanted order for all races."

"It's a pity that the holy body is weak." Sighs came one after another, "I heard that in order to capture him, more than 5,000 races participated, and there were nine quasi-emperors who moved the nine extreme emperors. The holy body was killed again and again, but it was impossible to escape the death robbery. It was also considered safe to be buried in the underworld."

"When it comes to the underworld, it's really weird." When it comes to the name of the forbidden area, too many people couldn't help but shivered, "Including the holy body, four died, and each died in a very miserable way!"

"I'm so weird, why do you have legends everywhere?" The little monkey emperor carries the endless iron stick and gives Ye Chen a angrily glance, "Can we make us angry too?"

"Fellow Taoist, have you ever seen this woman?" Ye Chen ignored the words of the little monkey emperor. He was holding a portrait and asking one by one on the street.

As for the person in the portrait, he is a woman, so naturally he is Chu Xuaner (Chu Ling).

When he came to Xuanhuang Ximo, he came to find the woman who came out of the City of Tears. If he really looked exactly the same as the person in the portrait, it would needless to say that he would probably be one of them.

However, after asking along the way, the responses he received were mostly shaking his head, "I haven't seen it before."

"Can you know that the city of tears that had arrived in the Western Desert before." Ye Chen did not give up, and asked this question every time, "Does the woman who came out of the City of tears know where she is now."

"I went into a nunnery to practice, I don't know which one it was." Many people answered this.

"Thank you." Ye Chen felt a little regretful and fell into silence. There were many temples in the Xuanhuang Western Desert, one by one, and even if you die, you may not be able to find it all. It's just that the Western Desert is too big.

"I asked, the teleportation array in this city is damaged and will be opened tomorrow." Beimingyu and Xianwang He came back from one side, "It's late, so we might as well rest here for a night."

"Okay." Ye Chen replied casually.

"Hey? Who is this girl? So handsome." The immortal king He took the scroll from Ye Chen's hand.

"It goes without saying that it must be the seventh brother and sister." Kui Niu took it and drooled.

"How about borrowing me for one night?" The little monkey emperor poked Ye Chen, smiling extremely vulgar.

After saying that, the guy flew out and went straight to the sky, and he hadn't come down for a long time.

Kui Niu and Dadi Wu Xiong all swallowed their saliva and returned the scroll to Ye Chen in a quick way. Although the seventh person ranked first, he was the most powerful one, so please don’t ask him to be amused.

Ye Chen walked away, but he didn't forget to glance at the sky. If he saw the little monkey emperor falling down, he would make up for it without hesitation. How dare you think of my woman?

Kui Niu, Pangolin and others also took a look, then went to the ancient city with their arms around.

Before coming, they had found out that there were green buildings in this city, and the purple colors were all good. If you go to drink flower wine, you might even be able to sleep with one or two. Their usual purpose is.

Ye Chen became much more normal. He walked along the way and asked questions, and during this period he also moved Zhou Tian to find the reincarnation.

Unfortunately, this city of Compassion was not reincarnated, and he also had another evolution of Zhoutian, and his life and cultivation were swallowed up a little bit. His realm had fallen to the saint's primary level.

In other words, it won’t take long to fall from the saint level and become a quasi-saint level.

Suddenly, he stopped in front of a small stall, which was a small stall selling magic weapons. The owner of the stall was an old man. Perhaps because of his business, he was dozing off with his hands in his arms and snoring.

He didn't bother the old man, but raised his hand to grab an iron stick from the stall. Well, to be more precise, it should be an iron whip, which was so dark that it felt very heavy to get it.

"Divine Whip." He frowned, very sure that this was the Divine Whip he had used.

More than two hundred years ago, at the auction of the Tianxuan Gate of the Great Chu, he bought the Divine Whip;

More than a hundred years ago, in order to save Emperor Yan of Chu, he was abducted by Siming Xingjun and said that it was Jiang Taigong's property.

What surprised him was that the Divine Whip appeared in the heavens and the ten thousand realms again, which made him unable to understand.

The whip seems to remember him, buzzing in his hands, as if he is happy and missing.

"Why are you back?" Ye Chen smiled and gently stroked it, just like his own relatives.

"My friend, are you interested in this iron whip? Better to you." The old man woke up, stretched his waist, and afterwards he took out the wine pot and sniffed it, and he enjoyed his appearance.

"Senior, where did you come from this iron whip?" Ye Chen asked.

"A tomb robber sold me, saying it was a treasure." The old man said, yawning.

"Tomb robber?"

"Do you want it? I'll sell you one hundred thousand, this is a baby."

"You want." Ye Chen did not bargain, but left a storage bag containing 100,000 source stones, and turned around and left.

"It's so straightforward, I would have known it would be more important." The old man curled his lips, put away the storage bags, and started to clean up the stalls. The business was not easy to do, so he could collect and go home early, and he could also go to Qinglou for a walk.

Ye Chen walked on the bustling street, holding the magic whip, and looking around.

I still don’t understand why the God-beating Whip that was taken to the heavenly realm ran down again, and even ran into the hands of the tomb robber. Could it be that it was Jiang Taigong who picked it up and who was?

Unfortunately, although the Divine Whip is domineering, it only has spirituality but no intelligence. If it has spiritual wisdom, you can ask it directly.

All the divine objects in the heaven are extraordinary, let alone Jiang Taigong's divine artifacts. However, the leader of the heaven and the gods in the heaven are all granted by him, and the 80% of the divine whip are used to beat the gods.

Without finding the reason, he had to collect the Divine Whip. He was still very kind to it. He had been with him for at least a hundred years and was also a treasure brought from Da Chu. After so long, he was very good at using it.

He took out the picture scroll and asked along the way.

Before he knew it, he came to a City God Temple.

At night, the City God Temple is still crowded with people, and there are many people coming in and out, and more than 90% of them are ordinary people, either seeking peace or wealth, they all come to pray for good luck.

The huge incense burner is filled with sandalwood and a treasure pot, filled with copper coins.

Ye Chen remained silent. Looking at the mortals who were kneeling devoutly, he couldn't help but smile.

A long time ago, he had not yet embarked on the monk's path, and like them, he knelt down devoutly to the Buddha statue in the dilapidated temple in the dark night, hoping that he could have a warm home, and eat a full meal every day, without having to endure hunger or scramble for food with wild dogs.

The god should have opened his eyes and made him a monk. Except for the warm home, all other wishes have been fulfilled. But after seeing and experiencing more, he realized how ridiculous the world is.

There are really gods in this world? Ye Chen laughed at himself. In the eyes of mortals, they are high immortals. Mortals kneel down to worship the immortals. What about immortals? Who should kneel down to worship? Kneel to the sky?

After a last look, he went straight into the main hall of the City God Temple and saw a statue of a god.

Mortals call him the City God, and he is the guardian god of the city. Almost every city in the mortal world has a City God Temple, and they worship him as a god and often go to worship him.

Ye Chen didn't understand why the City of Compassion, named after Buddhism, also has a City God Temple, one Buddha and one city God, two gods, which one should the world believe in.

"If you can really show your power, can you achieve your long-cherished wish for me?" Ye Chen smiled slightly, picked up the sandalwood, pointed it, gently inserted it into the incense burner, and bowed.

However, when he finished the ceremony, he found that the sandalwood that was inserted was bent towards him, as if someone was celebrating his salute.

In other words, the City God could not bear his bow, and used sandalwood as a medium to repay him a great gift. He was an immortal and his rank was much higher than it. Worshiping it would damage the so-called incense.

"You have a spirit, from heaven?" Ye Chen wiped the sandalwood with his hand and smiled at the city god.

"It's just a trace of soul, it's really the City God's residence, in the heaven." The City God's stone statue spoke.

"Have you ever seen her?" Ye Chen said, taking out the portrait of Chu Xuan (Chu Ling).

"Once upon a time, there was a woman who asked me like you, holding a portrait." The City God smiled, "The person she painted was you, but she didn't know the person you painted...but she."
Chapter completed!