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Chapter 1882: Parents

"What?" Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and murmured to himself. He wanted to go in and take a look, but when he thought about it, he would just forget it.

Black holes are not a good place. If you don’t go, it’s better not to go. If you don’t go in, you may not be able to get out.

"Let's go." Zhou Tianyi smiled and turned around, shaped like the spring breeze, without any dust on his clothes, and had already stepped out of the bamboo forest first.

The son of Emperor Dong is like a mortal, without the breath of a monk, and he is invisible, and he has long returned to the essence.

Ye Chen closed his eyes from the black hole and looked at Nan Ming Yushu again. It would take some time to concentrate at her speed.

If it is not a coincidence, if there is a problem with the Tao, then it will take to integrate the Tao, and the time it takes will be uncertain.

He was understanding and transformed into a clone. He was quite depressed here, so he left it to chat here.

"Speak more bad jokes if you have nothing to do, she loves listening to this girl." Before leaving, he did not forget to take pictures of his clone.

"I'm not serious." Yu Shu cursed. If it weren't for the soul body at this moment, he would have run out and kicked him.

Ye Chen disagreed and flew away with his head shaking.

As soon as he left, his clone rolled up his sleeves, rubbed his hands and was about to squirt, which was as good as Ye Chen's urination.

He knows a lot of so-called pornographic jokes?

However, as soon as he went up, he had no time to speak, and was scolded by Nan Ming Yushu with one word: Get out.

The clone was embarrassed, and he squatted under the tree with his hands in his arms, his eyes were slacking off, thinking about how to complete the tasks assigned by the deity.

On this side, Ye Chen had already left the ancient city and headed straight for Nanchu.

People fly in the air with their eyes open, but they are so happy that they close their eyes all the way, without fear of hitting the mountain.

It is obvious that he was comprehending the Dharma Body of the Holy War, and in many years in the future, he would point to it and mess around with it.

The divine treasure of Emperor Huang is a treasure, a secret technique, which one is not a sacred sky, such as the external appearance of the body, such as the transformation of the universe into dust, and such holy war Dharma body.

Maybe he was too focused on his understanding and he had forgotten the time.

So, he flew for three consecutive days and was still in Bei Chu. As he flew like this, he could not go back for hundreds of years.

On the night of the ninth day, a roar echoed throughout the world.

It hit me, this time I really hit me, a towering mountain peak was completely flat, and he was hit by it.

The mountain hit the mountain and was naturally awakened, with an awkward expression. While slapping the dust on his body, gravel was stepped out.

It’s a blessing that the mountain has no spirit. If there is any, I will definitely curse you. I have provoked you. If you go straight to me, you will hit me.

Ye Chen still wants to scold him? It’s the same mountain peak, but you are so outstanding and so tall that you deserve to be hit by me.

With a heart whispering in his heart, he swears the teleportation domain gate and flies back to Nanchu unless his brain is kicked by a donkey.

However, he did not step into the domain gate, but subconsciously turned his head and swept to one side, looking at him in a daze.

At the foot of this mountain, there is a small village, or more precisely, an uninhabited village, which has long been dilapidated.

"Is fate?" Ye Chen smiled, with a hint of sadness in his smile, and there were crystal tears flashing in his eyes.

Suddenly, he raised his foot and appeared in front of the village.

There, there was a stone tablet, mottled by wind and sand, and you could barely see the words on it: Shanshi Village.

Although the three words were blurry, in his opinion, they were extremely dazzling. It made his soul hurt and his body couldn't help but tremble.

After a long time, he was like a monument, standing quietly in front of the monument.

It was visible that his deep eyes were filled with tears, and his face was filled with tears, and tears flowed into his heart.

He finally didn't say anything, raised his foot and walked in slowly.

The villages are not big, they are all stone houses made of stones. Most of them have collapsed, and the stone roads under their feet have also cracked. There are weeds and mosses in the cracks.

He is like a tourist, walking and watching.

This should be a small village with simple folk customs, with millstones and water tanks. Under the eaves, there are hoes and shovels. The tools necessary for farming are very rough.

The wind and sand blew by, stirring his white hair and clothes.

Similarly, the wind blew out half of the bones in the sand. I don’t know how many years have passed, nor why I died. But if the body is revealed here, it will definitely not be the end of my life.

He knelt down, his palms trembled, and he kept brushing away layers of dust on a piece of land, as if he was looking for something.

The scene was strange, and the quasi-emperors of Tianxuan Gate looked shocked. Who would have thought that the dignified Holy Lord of Heaven would run to the mortal village to dig a pit in the middle of the night.

"Maybe, I found the baby." Old Master Tsqueezed his beard, "I saw it, and I was so moved that I cried."

The quasi-emperors farted directly about his speculation.

They still understand Ye Chen. Ye Chen's expression at this moment was obviously in pain, the kind that was in pain.

But they were puzzled, what was the relationship between a dilapidated mortal village and Ye Chen, and they were so disobedient.

Under the gaze of everyone, Ye Chen took out two bones from the dust and held his arms in his hands tremblingly.

Under the moonlit night, tears as big as beans fell on the bones, which were Ye Chen's tears flowing all over his face.

As a ray of fairy light flew out from his hand, the two bones turned into ashes and floated into two ashes jars.

He hugged two urns and walked towards a stone house not far away, and gently pushed open the cracked wooden door.

The stone house is dark and the decoration is very simple, with only a stone table, a few stone chairs, a earthen kang, and a straw mat.

The only wooden table is placed in front of the houses, standing against the wall, covered with heavy dust. There is an incense burner on it, and a portrait of a god is covered on the wall. The portrait is yellow and I can't see who is worshipped, but it must be an immortal in the eyes of mortals. I worship them, pray for good weather and good health for the family.

The stone house is more of a spider web, layered with layers, no one is inhabited, and even the spider is gone.

But even such a dilapidated and dark little stone house caused Ye Chen to burst into tears and could not be finished.

He placed the two urns of urns on the table, ignited three musks, and inserted them into the incense burner.

Then, he took a step back, knelt on the ground, and said with a sob, "Dad, mom, the child is back."

This voice of parents was hoarse and vicissitudes of life and was filled with tears.

The words of parents made all the quasi-emperors of Tianxuan Sect look confused, and the plot reversal was beyond expectations.

"It's a surprise!" Donghuang said happily.

"Is it really his parents?" the quasi-emperors said tentatively.

"It's like a fake one." Donghuang Taixin gently brushed her hand and sacrificed a water curtain. What appeared in it was the picture of Shanshi Village, not at this moment, but at that time.

The Zhongshan Stone Village in the picture is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with beautiful scenery. It is indeed the simple customs of the people, with smoke rising from the cooking stove, men farming and women weaving, and children playing and playing.

Through the water curtain, the quasi-emperors could still hear the sound.

They are all ordinary people, ordinary people, wearing coarse linen clothes and eating simple food, but they are very happy.

However, all this comfort was broken one night: the village was robbers and ruthlessly killed.

The quasi-emperors were silent, not knowing that Ye Chen's family and such experiences in his previous life were still there. He never thought that the undefeated God of War and his parents were so ordinary.

In the stone house, Ye Chen was still kneeling on the ground, crying with sobs, and the expression of true feelings was never imitated.

Yes, this is his home in his previous life. The ashes in the jar are his parents. He was robbed in his previous life. The people in the village, including his parents, were not killed. Only he ran to the mountains to escape the disaster.

All of those scenes were seen from Wangxiangtai.

Even in his previous life, he was still his parents, and his blood was thicker than water. Therefore, he was able to find his parents' bones and bloodlines that could not be erased by any force.

This is his root, and his parents have been away for too long.

But he came too late and missed a cycle of reincarnation.

When he was a child, he curled up in the haystack and cried for countless nights, calling on his parents, and desperately snatching things from the wild dogs with his weak body.

Just as he said to Haotian Xuanzhen back then, his childhood was dark and people were so hungry that they could eat their own children. There were too many pictures engraved in their souls.

He has seen too many ugly human nature, so he hates the heaven so much, but he also compassions with sentient beings. There are too many pains in the world.

In the dark stone house, he cried into tears, suppressing the emotions of reincarnation, and finally broke out at this moment.

So what about the Holy Lord of Heaven, and what about the Invincible God of War? He is also a person and a child of his parents.

Unfortunately, he could no longer see his parents, but only those two cans of ashes carried all his childhood dreams.

This should be a cause and effect, the cause of the previous life and the result of this life. Even if his supernatural powers are vast, he cannot summon his parents back.

Everything is in the mountain and stone village of the previous life, turned into dust of history, buried in the years, and is eternal.
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