Amid the sighs and feelings, Ye Chen had already stepped into Jieming Mountain.

Behind him, the pair of eyes were all in awe.

It is really not easy to be trapped by love, and to defeat the Emperor's disciple in such a short time.

How difficult it is to endure what others cannot bear, and carry pain on your back.

People began to believe that the undefeated record of the Holy Body Ye Chen was not only based on his strength, but also his iron and stone-like character.

Inadvertently, too many people couldn't help but look at Zhao Yun.

If you talk about a monster, this guy is comparable to Ye Chen.

Don’t be too arrogant. One of these two guys beat Ming Jue and the other defeated Bai Zhi, making two supreme masters, which was very shameless.

Suddenly, too many people stroked their beards and warned themselves in their hearts: Don’t mess with these two bitches.

Even the Supreme dares to lose face, so what else can you dare not do?

Zhao Yun coughed dryly and turned around and left. It was related to my bird's affairs.

Ming Jue also coughed dryly. He was already very angry. After fighting with Zhao Yun, he became popular all over the underworld, which was embarrassing.

As he left, the spectators also left one after another. Before leaving, they did not forget to bow respectfully to Jieming Mountain.

Many people also muttered that the Emperor was really calm.

In front of Jieming Mountain, only Bai Zhi was left, and she was smiling a little self-deprecating.

In terms of bloodline, her bloodline is infinitely close to the ancient Yuanfeng, and in a sense, it is even better than the ancient holy body.

In terms of background, he was the disciple of the Emperor. Since his cultivation of Taoism, he has passed on the immortal magic. Ye Chen cannot compare with this.

In terms of cultivation, she has been a saint for a hundred years, and her realm has reached a bottleneck. She is only a little short of that. She is the quasi-saint king, who is also stronger than Ye Chen.

But she was defeated, and she lost a lot of money on the premise of taking all her advantages. The so-called arrogance suddenly became a joke.

She underestimated Ye Chen. His character, practical ability and mind would definitely crush her, and it would be inevitable that he would lose.

There are people outside people and mountains outside the mountains. This era is so extraordinary.

Once again, she shook her head helplessly and stood at the top since she was a child, but because she stood too high, she became short-sighted.

Thinking to her heart, she also curled her breath and followed her in.

Ye Chen was too fierce and did not take any action, which caused her to be seriously injured and needed time to recuperate.

In Jieming Mountain, Ye Chen walked slowly and had already reached the small bamboo forest.

Dihuang was there, sitting leisurely, a generation of immortal emperors, wearing plain clothes and fairy-like style, was quietly cooking tea.

"My younger generation, Ye Chen, have met his ancestors." Ye Chen bowed.

"Come here and sit." Di Huang smiled and said gently.

Ye Chen stepped forward, and after half a year, he sat opposite the Emperor Huang again. Although he was the supreme, he had no majesty at all.

He should be very honored that the supreme generation actually poured tea for him personally. If this happens, no one believes that this is reported.

Looking at the haggard and vicissitudes of Ye Chen, Di Huang couldn't help but sigh.

Ye Chen ended up like this, and it was all caused by him.

The Supreme also has love. As much as he loves Yue Shang, he knows how much Ye Chen loves Chu Ling. He understands Ye Chen's state of mind.

However, if he did it again, he would not hesitate.

It’s just that the six realms of reincarnation are too terrible. Although this cruel process is cruel, it can save Ye Chen and help him to rebirth.

Eternally, he was defeated, but he didn't expect Ye Chen to be defeated.

The ancient regret has wasted the ancestors, so we must not let future generations die, even if the means are cruel.

"Senior, I have become a saint. Can I return to the heavens?" Ye Chen spoke, his voice hoarse, unable to hide his vicissitudes.

"Can you let her go?" Di Huang said indifferently, and his words were leisurely.

"Let it go... let it go." Ye Chen said, trying hard to squeeze out a smile, which was very far-fetched and his heart was also aching.

"Whether you can let go is not based on your mouth, but on your mind."

"I've let go, please ask me to pass the level."

"In your current state, I can't let you go." Di Huang said lightly, bringing a hint of supreme majesty.

"Then when will I... be able to return to the heavens?" Ye Chen asked.

Di Huang said nothing and did not speak. He just gently brushed his sleeves. The next moment, he saw a woman appearing in the small bamboo forest.

After a closer look, it was Bai Zhi, his disciple of Emperor Huang.

Bai Zhi was stunned. She had just entered the boudoir and was about to heal her wounds. Before she could breathe, she was brought by Di Huang.

This is a blessing to not take off your clothes, otherwise... it would be really embarrassing.

This girl was very confused. I didn’t know what Di Huang asked her for. Ye Chen was even more confused. I didn’t know where Di Huang sang it.

"When can you draw Baizhi and when will you let you pass the level?"

Under the puzzled eyes, Di Huang stood up, turned his sleeves away, and his body was illusory every step until it disappeared.

Ye Chen frowned, a little surprised, just... so simple?

Bai Zhi's expression was strange enough. Master called her here, was she a model? This... I was really caught off guard.

On this side, Ye Chen had taken out the paper and pen and hung it in the air.

Bai Zhi simply cleaned her hair and found a place to sit down. This was the first time she had done this.

Ye Chen's eyes were calm, his expression was not at all emotional. He looked at Bai Zhi, then waved his hand and painted quietly.

Bai Zhi looked cold, like a statue, motionless.

Sometimes, I would look up and look at Ye Chen in a slight way.

She has always been aiming at her master and has made great wishes that one day she will surpass her master.

But the appearance of the holy body Ye Chen has become another target of her.

The Emperor Dao competes for power. Only by defeating him can he reach the peak, and only by defeating him can he be qualified to surpass the Emperor Huang.

The bamboo forest fell into peace, with only a wisp of wind blowing.

One person sits and one person draws. This scene is a bit weird.

Not long ago, the two were fighting outside Jieming Mountain.

It's only been so long that it's all over again, and the atmosphere is really awkward, and it's really unnatural to be stared at by such a man.

If it weren't for the Master's personal order, she wouldn't have sat here honestly.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Ye Chen’s writing was like a god, and every stroke never stopped, which was completed in one go.

On the white scroll, a woman's prototype has been outlined.

Ye Chen's painting skills are pretty good. His paintings are vivid, and every frown, smile, and every trace of hair is very vivid.

I don’t know when I saw him stop and stared at the painting he made, with a dazed look and a hazy eyes.

"You... haven't finished drawing yet?" Bai Zhi glanced at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen didn't speak, as if he hadn't heard it, and was still looking at the painting, and could see it, and there were tears flashing in his eyes.

Bai Zhi frowned, what are you doing? She draws a picture, why are you still crying?

Or is this girl really...so beautiful?

Ye Chen smiled, subconsciously raised his hand, gently stroked the scroll, his eyes full of warmth, just like looking at his own wife.

"Since I've finished drawing, I'll leave." Bai Zhi couldn't sit down anymore, so she stood up immediately, her lotus steps were flying, and her posture was as illusory as if she was a fantasy.

Perhaps it was because of curiosity that when she passed by Ye Chen, she subconsciously glanced at the painting that Ye Chen drew.

I also wanted to see what Ye Chen painted her like, but he was so stunning that he even burst into tears.

It didn't matter when she saw this, so she stopped on the spot.

In the portrait, she is not the same, she is clearly another woman.

To be more precise, it is the Naihe Bridge God... Chu Ling'er.

For a moment, Bai Zhi's chest was violently undulating, and sparks bloomed in her eyes. It seemed that she was about to get angry.

I am so idle. I have been sitting for so long. You are following my appearance and drawing other women. It’s so annoying.

I just want to ask, what is the value of my existence? Are you having fun with you? You didn’t draw me, so you said it earlier!

The silent Ye Chen had no external objects in his heart, and he never felt Bai Zhi looking at him, and he had the same pair of eyes that wanted to eat people.

He was still looking at the painting, the painting of Chu Ling.

He didn't know that he was clearly painting Baizhi, but he drew Chu Ling by chance, and portrayed her vividly.

Obviously, he could not forget Chu Ling, nor could he let go of his beloved woman. Even painting was the same as her.

How could he let go? That was the woman he loved the most. He had been in love for three hundred years. He said he could let go and let go. He thought he could not do it.
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