"What a monster." Yang Ge Lao shivered and followed Ye Chen's footsteps. In his eyes, Ye Chen in front was no different from a monster, and he was particularly monster.

It was late at night when we arrived in Zhuxian Town again.

Ye Chen went straight to his own small garden. Yang Ge Lao followed slowly, shaking his head behind him, and he followed Ye Chen's house. He hadn't wanted to leave yet, and sometimes he would cough lightly, as if reminding Ye Chen: There is still a living person behind you?

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and glanced at Mr. Yang more than once.

It was not until the moment he entered the house that he knew. It turned out that he had forgotten something, what did he forget? He forgot to pass on the secrets of Yang Ge Lao's light skills, which he said before. Otherwise, how could this old man come with him all the way? He was not good at remembering x, but Lao Yang did not forget it.

"Just say it!" Ye Chen glanced at him.

"I think you will always remember it." Yang Ge said earnestly.

"It's useless to clean up, wait."

Ye Chen went in. After three minutes, he saw an ancient scroll thrown out by him.

"Take the secret book and slip away."

"Okay!"

Mr. Yang took it and laughed so hard that he couldn't stop smiling. He held the black iron in one hand and the secret scroll in the other. He was really happy tonight. He got the magic iron to build weapons and also got a peerless secret book, an opportunity and a good fortune. Tonight, he was destined to be unable to sleep.

When he returned to the restaurant, he closed the door tightly, put down the black iron, and couldn't wait to open the secret scroll. The secret scroll was full of words, and each word contained an indescribable aura, explaining the mystery of Taixu Step. In addition, there were many insights from Ye Chen, which were written in it.

"It's wonderful, it's really wonderful."

In front of the candlelight, Mr. Yang praised her. Even the martial arts master who had practiced j for ten years could not help but admire. He had never seen such a mysterious secret book that fully explained the mystery of light skills, which gave him some enlightenment in an instant.

He was also surprised and was flattered. Such secrets can be called the most treasure in the martial arts world. Ye Chen said it, without any ambiguity. He treated him as his own family! He was extremely honored.

After retracting his excited thoughts, Lao Yang walked out of the door with a secret scroll, went to the backyard, and tried step by step according to the secret book.

However, his qualifications were mediocre and he could not break the secret of Taixu. He was sweating profusely and could not learn some pmao.

The more this happens, the more surprised he is. The secrets he can learn are the ninth-rate goods, such as Taixubu. It takes years of understanding to understand it before he can get the true meaning.

This is true. It has been a hundred years since Ye Chen learned this Taixu step back then, and it has been truly possible to break the mystery, let alone a mortal.

In the blink of an eye, it was dawn.

In the backyard of the restaurant, Mr. Yang was still immersed in the secrets.

On this side, Ye Chen had already arrived at the entrance of the restaurant and placed his outfit slowly. He didn't see Mr. Yang waiting here today. He was not surprised. Old Yang is a hidden martial arts master, but he is also a martial arts fanatic. The Taixu step is so mysterious that no one can extricate himself.

"Grandpa, I'll give you food." Yang Ge Lao did not come, but Xiao Yang Fan came. As always, holding the hot r bun in his hand, smiling honestly and innocently.

Ye Chen smiled and did not refuse.

The little guy was very sensible. He waved his hand and ran to S school.

After a bun, Ye Chen made a classic move again: holding his cheeks with both hands, boring

Damn, no one comes to tell fortunes, so just wait!

At some point, he looked sideways and glanced at one side.

In the bustling crowd, there were three or five figures supporting each other and limping towards each other. They all had messy hair, ragged clothes, and pale faces. They seemed to have suffered heavy injuries. At first glance, they looked like people fleeing famine, but after a closer look, they realized that they were not ordinary people.

They were the martial arts masters and strangers who had gone to explore the ancient tombs before. They went to J No. 10 people, but only three or five came back. Judging from their expressions, they still had fear. It was obvious that they had suffered a lot of disasters in the old tomb. It was a gift from God to be able to live now.

The lively streets became even more noisy due to their appearance.

Passers-by tacitly gave up a path, gathered on both sides of the street, pointed at these people, and threw them into strange eyes, covered in blood, and wherever they went, they would attract the attention of the world.

The three or five people laughed and laughed at themselves, deliberately covering up their faces, supporting each other and entering the restaurant.

This trip to visit the tomb was not only a heavy casualty, but almost all of them were destroyed. If you don’t enter, you will be shocked and you will be shocked. You will simply subvert your outlook on life.

What's even more ridiculous is that they haven't even found the main tomb, and they should laugh at themselves. They are all overestimating themselves and think that if they know a little about the five elements of yy, they will be invincible in the world. Who would have thought that they would be unable to raise their heads by an ancient tomb?

"Exciting." Ye Chen closed his eyes, not surprising at all, and had no expression. Ruoy said that he was feeling a little bit, that was, that was, these people could still come out alive, which was a miracle.

Not long after, Mr. Yang came out, happy, and thought that he had seen those people.

"That secret book is easy to use." Ye Chen said neither salty nor lightly.

"It is profound and profound, and it is extremely mysterious." Yang Ge Lao's tone was trembling when he spoke.

Ye Chen smiled without saying anything. A martial arts secret book improved by monks is enough for Mr. Yang to enjoy his whole life. Not to mention that he only has forty years left, even if he lives for another lifetime, Old Yang will be embarrassed to break the truth. However, this is in the mortal world, and it is enough to see some pmao, which is enough to be arrogant to all the heroes.

This is the mortal world. Even if an immortal is named mortal, he can still be arrogant in the world.

Mr. Yang left again and went to understand Taixu Step. Before leaving, he dug up a fortune.

On this day, no one came except Mr. Yang. Ye Chen's day was dull.

Night falls as time goes by.

Ye Chen slowly packed up his outfit, ate a bowl of ychun noodles, and then returned to the small garden.

Under the moon, he shines through the stars and cultivates his internal energy to the next level. His current skills are quite good behind him. Ordinary people want to catch up with him and start practicing for a hundred years.

After three hours of meditation, he fell into a deep sleep in silence.

Mr. Yang was very busy. He practiced Taixu Step and returned with sweat. He took out the black black iron, held a thing called a magnifying glass, and studied it all night. This was the magical iron for making weapons. Once cast, it would be a peerless magical weapon. It would be no problem to cut iron like mud.

Unfortunately, the black black iron too y, the ordinary flame could not melt at all. Even his sword was shaken in half and could not be shaken at all, let alone eliminate the impurities inside it.

Old Yang Ge was helpless and sat by the bed with his hands in his arms, staring out the window with his eyes eagerly waiting for dawn.

In his opinion, Ye Chen must have a way to melt the black iron, and he seems to be able to do anything.

While waiting anxiously, a red glow finally appeared in the east.

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The shopkeeper and waiter of the restaurant saw it and scratched their heads, not knowing why. It was just because of these days that Mr. Yang's behavior was too abnormal. He got up very early every day and didn't even eat, so he ran to the door. He knew that he was a martial arts master. He didn't know that he was a guardian.

Under his gaze, Ye Chen appeared in the bustling crowd with a table and chair.

"I'll come, I'll come." From a distance, Mr. Yang went up to meet him, and in a hot cage, he helped Ye Chen place his seats and all his outfits.

"How about it, the black black iron is not y." Ye Chen said as if nothing had happened.

"Since my friend knows, there is a way to melt." Old Master Yang rubbed his hands.

"The black iron from the sky, ordinary flames cannot melt." Ye Chen sat down lazyly, "If this kind of iron is used to use the power between heaven and earth, it can be transformed, such as thunder and lightning."

"Thunder and Lightning?" Yang Ge Lao was shocked and subconsciously raised his head, looked at the sky first, then looked at Ye Chen again, and smiled, "Thunder and Lightning are not a joke, don't break it."

"It can't be broken." Ye Chen said lazily.

"Then the relationship is good." Old Master Yang laughed and sat at the table. There must be a hangout every day. Today is no exception. It is considered marriage, but also his passionate love.

Ye Chen didn't keep it a secret and said everything he knew.

Another day has passed, and night is always quietly coming.

Ye Chen was very romantic tonight. He cooked himself, made delicious side dishes, drank small wine, and looked up at the starry sky.

Since he was named a mortal, his ability to evolve Zhou Tian has been bound a lot. It is difficult to see if anyone has passed the disaster and whether someone has been in trouble. I don’t know how Da Chu is doing now, and he has lived well, but I think of him.

A Zhuxian Town, a whole foreign land, where he is here, makes him recall the six realms of reincarnation. He is so lonely that he is crazy, and a little bit of existence is precious.

Soon, dark clouds were covered with lightning and thunder, and heavy rain began.

Ye Chen shook his head alertly, moved the table and returned to the room.

The heavy rain comes quickly and goes quickly. The breeze in the garden is very cool.

"Young friend, you can be here." Ye Chen was feeling sad and missed homesickness. Suddenly, he heard a call outside the garden and listened carefully. It was Mr. Yang.

It was midnight, and Ye Chen didn't want to pay attention to it, but the old man was very conscious and he didn't leave the door and jumped into the small garden.

Ye Chen's face turned black and he turned over.

The moment he saw Lao Yang, the corners of his mouth twitched.

It's not his fault, but because Yang Ge Lao's appearance is really funny. He stood there shaking, ragged clothes, holding the black black iron with his face, and the most domineering thing was his hair, which was curled and smoked.

As for his form, he looked like he had touched the electric gate. After a closer look, he realized that he had been struck by lightning! Moreover, he was struck very hard and came to death.

"My friend, your method is not good!" Yang Ge Lao grinned in pain.

"Don't tell me, you are holding the black iron and letting lightning strike." Ye Chen slowly walked down the stone steps.

"Or what if I do it."

"This IQ is really touching."
Chapter completed!