After saying that, Ye Chen turned around and left.

Old Yang Ge opened his mouth, but he didn't shout. After thinking about it, he went back to the restaurant. He was a common man, but he was not as calm as Ye Chen. It was just a wonder that there were too many experts coming this time, and they all lived in the restaurant where he protected the hospital. If he had a drink and caused trouble, he would not be able to cover it. If he had a bad temper, the building might be demolished for you.

Fortunately, those people were still at peace, and the doors were closed one by one.

The more this happens, the more uneasy Mr. Yang is, and has made up his mind to stop going to bed at night.

On the street, Ye Chen carried a j pot of wine and returned to the small garden leisurely.

At night, after drinking and eating, he climbed onto the roof again, sat cross-legged, and ran the Nine Stars Heavenly Chronicle. The starlight drooped, and was pulled into t and transformed into strands of internal force.

Everything is in order.

It was late at night that he opened his eyes.

At this point, his internal strength has reached a small success, equivalent to the 20 years of skill of an ordinary person. This level of cultivation speed is scary because his foundation is too strong.

Next, he did not absorb the starlight again.

Under the moon, he improved the Taixu Step and used it as a secret book of lightning skills. He flew around in the small garden. His footwork was mysterious and as fast as lightning. As the saying goes, martial arts in the world are only fast and fast. What he wants is this effect. The afterimages behind him are connected, and it is difficult to capture his truth.

Afterwards, he was not idle, and another monk's magical power was changed to a martial arts secret book.

This time, it was the Wanjian Chaozong, which was his own secret technique.

As the peach wood sword pointed to the sky, the space trembled, and the sword energy that seemed to be real rushed to the sky, with a harsh sound and awesome number, making people's heads numb.

It turns out that the mysterious magic and secret techniques of monks are also suitable for mortals.

The difference is that one uses mana and the other uses internal force.

The magic power and internal strength are different, and the power is different, just like Taixu Step. If you use magic power, you can reach the sky and escape the earth, but if you use internal strength, you can only fly over the eaves and walls; it is like Wan Jian coming to the sect, using magic power to move, the form is the sword light, and the internal force is used, and the form is the sword energy.

The dark night is quiet and long.

Ye Chen in the garden was very busy. A secret technique of the sect was improved into a secret book. Each one was extremely powerful. If you took out any one of them, it could cause robbery from the martial arts world.

There was nothing to say all night, dawn was dawn in a blink of an eye.

In the early morning, Ye Chen stretched out and went out early, practicing overnight, and was full of energy.

As usual, Mr. Yang was still waiting there.

Seeing Ye Chen from afar, Yang Ge Lao frowned slightly. From Ye Chen's steady steps and thick breath, he smelled his internal strength. His skill was less than 30 years old. Such internal strength was already among the martial arts masters. He could not cultivate it for less than 20 or 30 years.

"Where did the internal strength come from?" Lao Yang was quite surprised.

"As early." Ye Chen walked over, put down his outfit, and greeted him casually.

"I'll come, I'll come." Old Master Yang was very diligent and hurriedly stepped forward to help. He looked around the four sides first, then approached Ye Chen and said, "The person last night was not yet dawn, so he went to the east of the town. His whereabouts were mysterious. It can be confirmed that he was heading for the old grave."

"Just go!" Ye Chen patted Chen Tu and tidied up his robe.

"Aren't you worried? There are many strangers among them!"

"So what?" Ye Chen sat down, took the paper and pen, and began to draw the talisman to ward off evil spirits. He knew the mystery of the old tomb. He almost caught up with him, let alone those small corners that could not even be placed in the ninth rank. He did not underestimate them. Many people who went there were useless. Eighty percent of them could not even find the main tomb and were destroyed.

If they can find it, with their skills and Taoism, they are far from being a match for Y Yue. They slapped over and no one could withstand it.

"I'm not to hide it from my friend. There are some martial arts masters, and I still recognize them. They are famous masters." Yang Ge Lao looked worried, "In such a situation, when they come to explore the ancient tomb, someone will be instructed, and I believe that my friend can guess two or three points behind the scenes."

"Continue." Ye Chen was still drawing talismans.

"Since the pre-Qin destruction, the princes and kings were all in charge, fighting each other, and they had fought for a hundred years. The war was burning all over the mountains and rivers. It has not been unified until now. After years of war, all the princes suffered heavy casualties and suffered heavy casualties. Most of them were unable to support their financial resources. This time, they came to explore the ancient tombs, to prepare for military supplies. The princes often used all their best efforts to do so. Even if they failed to explore the tomb this time, there would definitely be a next time. If they might not do it well, they would attract troops and forcibly explode the ancient tombs."

"You can think of this, which proves that you are not stupid." Ye Chen glanced at Mr. Yang, "Since you can see through it, you should be enlightened. This is a major military and national affairs, and how can you and I, a little civilian, manage it? Live with peace of mind, don't those who don't have it."

"You're not sick when you say this." Mr. Yang smiled awkwardly.

Here, Ye Chen drew another talisman.

Compared to Yang Ge Lao, he was still so calm. Just kidding. That was not an ordinary ancient tomb. It had a source crystal protection foundation. No matter how many tombs of this level, it would be useless. So what about the army? It was useless. I was thinking about exploding. What about playing?

"My friend, your master is in Zhuxian Town." Old Master Yang laughed.

"No."

"You can't deceive me." Yang Ge Lao smiled mysteriously, "I can see that you have more internal energy in your t. It's only two or three days. You can't cultivate it. Such a profound internal energy is the only possibility that someone will enlighten you and spread your internal energy. As for that person, in my opinion, it must be your master. Otherwise, who would be willing to pass on the internal energy he had worked hard to cultivate to an outsider."

Hearing this, Ye Chen, who lowered his head to draw a talisman, couldn't help but look up and glanced at Mr. Yang. He wanted to tell him another story, but when he was at the mouth, he still didn't say it. It was not that he didn't want to say it, but that he was afraid that he would scare Lao Yang. When he grows old, his heart is not very good.

Old Yang Ge waited for a while, and saw that there was nothing to say, and smiled.

Ye Chen yawned and continued to draw talismans, "Today, aren't you going to do a fortune-telling?"

"Think, what can I not count? I have already thought about it and calculate the situation in the world for us."

"The world's general trend, long-term unity, long-term unity, long-term unity, and the last year, the surname is Liu."

"Liu?"

"If you do it, just slip away. Don't delay my business." Ye Chen did not explain too much, and pulled Yang Ge Lao away with one hand, because someone was waiting for fortune telling behind him? The person who came was a young man, wearing plain clothes, thin body, slightly messy hair, and a pale face. What was hard to hide was the fragrance of books. At first glance, he looked like a scholar.

"This little friend, it's a blessing or a marriage." Ye Chen stroked his beard and was quite sensible, and he played the master's temperament very well, making Yang Ge Lao's hands itchy.

"Fate." The young scholar thought for a while and replied.

Ye Chen smiled without saying a word, only lifted the pen and paper, and wrote four words in a flying and phoenix danced.

The young man took it and was stunned, "I am granted a title of marquis and ministers."

On the other side, Mr. Yang, who had not left, also looked at him with his head and was stunned for a moment.

Being a marquis and a prime minister? Is this guy so lucky?

Old Yang Ge looked at Ye Chen, took a step back, touched his chin, and looked up and down at the young man. He saw his feet from the head and from the feet. At first glance, he did not have the temperament of a general or minister.

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p; "Master, don't ask me to joke." The young scholar laughed, and his smile had many self-deprecating words, "I can't afford to eat, so where did I say that I was a marquis and minister?"

"I don't charge money for this hexagram." Ye Chen smiled at the young scholar, "When you are a marquis and a minister in another year, it's not too late to give it again. As for how much you give, I'll talk about it until that year."

"Okay." The young man was so fragile that he got up and left.

Mr. Yang tugged at the corner of his mouth, "You said you don't give me, but you really won't give me!"

Ye Chen also pulled the corner of his mouth, is that so real?

It was not until the young man walked away that Mr. Yang poked Ye Chen, "He really has the will of a general or minister?"

"It seems like a scholar, but he is a general. If he has a military strategy, he will be able to be scattered." Ye Chen smiled leisurely, "A person should not behave like a person, and the sea should not be measured. He has the x-pair to support the world. However, he lacks a trace of emperor's destiny. Otherwise, the future dynasty will have a surname Han."

"I really didn't see it." Old Master Yang curled his lips.

"How about saying that, am I a master?" Ye Chen said, "Wait. In less than twenty years, he will come here as a prince. The fate of the general and the prime minister is also a gate of hell."

"What does it mean?" Yang Ge Lao scratched his head.

"The cunning rabbit dies, the lackeys cook; the birds are gone, and the good bows are hidden. That's straightforward."

"When I didn't ask." Yang Ge Lao shook his sleeves and returned to the restaurant.

Ye Chen was happy to be idle, and he was not too busy to draw talismans, which were specially used to ward off evil spirits. What’s a pity is that there are crowds of people on the streets and every business is good, but he is still deserted. I don’t know if he is not good at acting or unreliable, so no one pays attention to him.

As the sky approaches night, someone sits at the table. The charming fragrance is refreshing. It is a nv, beautiful like a dream and illusion. It makes pedestrians on the street lose their minds in an instant.

Looking at Ye Chen who was drawing the talisman again, he looked up suddenly.

When you see, you will see a peerless face, perfect and flawless, with beautiful eyes as clear as water, but more of them are strange and charming. If you look at it for a second, you will feel dazed.

That's right, the evil demon is here.

"My aunt, you are here." Ye Chen was extremely excited and stopped drawing the talisman.

"You have a romantic mood." The demon glanced at the white cloth on one side, paying special attention to the three words Ye Banxian. For some reason, he always wanted to laugh when he looked at it. The ancient saint, the tenth emperor of the Great Chu, and the cruel man who had slaughtered the emperor, actually set up a stall to tell fortunes. Not to mention seeing it, it just sounds fresh. If this matter was introduced to the world of cultivation, I don't know what the expression of the cultivator was.

"It's useless to not talk about it. When will the people we are waiting for come?" Ye Chen asked.

"I'll meet you when it's time to come."

"Or why don't you unblock me first?"

"I don't understand." The evil demon refused and laughed at him.

Ye Chen's face turned black instantly. You prodigal girl came from all over the world and made things difficult for me! If you don't unblock it, why are you laughing at? You are so happy.

"I'll ask you if you have something to do this." The demon's smile gradually dissipated, and he stared at Ye Chen like that, with the majesty of an evil god. "Can you figure out where the human king should have been?"

"No." Ye Chen replied quickly, and he turned sideways and held his hand. His tone was neither salty nor light. "Don't say it can't be calculated, even if he can do it, he won't tell you."

"Do you want to go around the sky?"

"Hey? Why is that man not wearing clothes?" Ye Chen said in surprise, turned his head and ran away.

However, after running two steps, I felt my feet leave the ground and flew out of the town. I was thrown out by the evil demon. It's so funny. I haven't seen anything before, fool me?
Chapter completed!