Ye Chen left, but did not leave the Taoist temple, but went to the peak.

Before leaving, he did not forget to untie the rope for the fat old Taoist.

His idea is still very reliable. When he messed up the heavens so messed up that the Taoist ancestor couldn't stand it, he met him. I came from all the way, but you didn't see him. That would make your family happy and not resist beatings. Don't blame me for being too ruthless.

"Where did you meet him?" Behind him, the fat old Taoist glanced at the fat old man.

The fat old man was really honest and said everything.

The fat old Taoist sighed constantly when he heard this. The world is so big, there are all kinds of birds, and a stone that has become a spirit. He has lived in vain for more than 70 years.

"Master, do you want to invite the great immortal?" said the fat old man.

"Do you have the money to hire a great immortal?" The fat old Taoist looked at the top, and then looked at the peak. "Stones become spirits, and they are also spiritual creatures in heaven and earth. If you don't do evil, why kill them all."

On the other side, Ye Chen was already sitting on the top of the peak and took out the ancient scrolls introducing the heavens.

This time, he was not a quick glance, he was really studying it.

As he looked, he glanced at a familiar word: Heavenly Court.

That's right, there is also a heavenly court in heaven, which has nothing to do with the Heavenly Court of Great Chu, and it does not belong to the Ancient Heavenly Court. However, it is mostly related to the Ancient Heavenly Court, and it must have been decided by the Taoist ancestor Hongjun, but to some extent, it follows the system of the Ancient Heavenly Court.

Daozu is a hand-off manager, and he is the lord of the heavenly realm, but the lord of the heavenly realm is not him. He is a man named Jade Emperor who nominally controls the heavenly realm.

"You dare to use the title of Jade Emperor."

Ye Chen sighed and touched his chin again, paying special attention to the Heavenly Court. When the cultivation level is great, he will make a fuss in the Heavenly Palace until the Daozu can't stand it.

The heavenly realm is still slightly different from the heavenly realms, and it is divided into the upper immortal realm and the scattered immortal realm.

Let’s talk about the Supreme Immortal Realm is led by the Heavenly Court. All the immortals in the Supreme Immortal Realm have more or less official positions in the Heavenly Court and have a salary. Since they are from the Heavenly Court, they are protected by the Heavenly Court, and their families and cultivation caves are also in the Supreme Immortal Realm.

As for the scattered immortal world, it is different. It also has power and great supernatural powers, but they are unwilling to enter the Heavenly Court to be an official, or in other words, they are unwilling to be subject to that constraint. The heavenly rules of the Heavenly Court do not control them, but if there is any difficulty, they will not be protected by the Heavenly Court.

And what he is in at this moment is the Sanxian Realm.

But he knew that the two parts of the heavenly realm did not mean that the upper immortal world was stronger than the Sanxian Realm. The masters were hidden among the people. If you put aside the Taoist Ancestor, the Sanxian Realm was even more terrifying than the Shangxian Realm.

After collecting the ancient scrolls, he sat cross-legged and fell into a state of cultivation.

The sun is blue and white, and the sun is hot. Because of his exercises, the bright light comes to his body. Bathing in the sun, the power of the sun merges into the body and is transformed into spiritual power.

Po! Po! Po! Po!

This sound was heard frequently throughout the day. It was him who was breaking through, borrowing the power of the sun, and breaking through the pass all the way until the peak of the Lingxu Realm, and then he stopped steadily.

If this spreads in the heavenly realm of Lingxu, it will definitely shock Zhu Xian.

Because of his frequent breakthroughs, there were constant phenomena in Taoist Lingshan on this day. When the villagers saw it, they knelt down from afar, thinking that it was God who showed his spirit and was about to bring blessings.

So much so that the Taoist temple, which was already full of incense, attracted more people, and even princes and nobles came to contribute incense, pray for good weather and peace in the country.

Night has quietly come.

Ye Chen was still sitting on the top of the mountain, like an old monk sitting in meditation, with a solemn appearance.

At some point, the fat old Taoist climbed up and hid under a huge rock. He peeked from a distance and saw Ye Chen bathing in the starry moonlight like a god, shocked.

It was late at night when Ye Chen woke up.

Under the moon, he carried a wine pot and quietly looked up at the stars. He still missed his hometown of the heavens. His mood in a foreign country is hard to describe, alone.

A disaster will be like a cycle of reincarnation, and he will live for a lifetime. He does not know when he will pass the disaster, nor does he know whether he can pass it safely. All of this is unknown.

After closing his eyes, he looked inward. His dantian was no longer a dantian. He turned into a sea of ​​dantian and also opened up a sea of ​​divine sea. If this was the case, he could do it without the need for the Empress Realm.

Unfortunately, he has no special bloodline or origin, but an ordinary constitution. In addition, he is no longer a holy body, but a stone.

However, this is not important. What is important is that the memory is still there and the perception of Tao is still there. When it reaches a certain level, the bloodline is no longer important. For example, the supreme existence like the Emperor is competing for the perception of Tao, and the treasures he possesses are even more bloodline.

He inexplicably recalled a person, a bitch: Wang Fuxi.

In the past, the human king also came to heaven in response to disaster and was also a stone. This made him unconsciously think that if the Zhoutian lineage will become a stone in response to disaster and enter the world.

There is also memory. He is not sure whether the human king is like him, with memory and disaster. If this is true, it would be interesting. This is not a disaster. It is obviously a re-cultivation. From the moment he enters the world, it is a fate that goes against heaven.

With a sip of wine, he had a white fairy light on his body, which was quite pure, without the slightest filth of the world, and was brighter than the moonlight.

He had seen such a fairy light, and it wiped out his demonic nature.

For some reason, looking at the white fairy light, he suddenly felt a burst of pain in his heart. In the dark, it seemed that he could still hear a woman's call, full of tenderness.

"What kind of power is this?" Ye Chen murmured to himself, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand. A ray of white fairy light fell and hung in his palm. He felt quite gentle and friendly.

Until now, he didn't know where this immortal light came from and who it came from. He only knew that this immortal light was quite mysterious and had the power of purification, which could erase all the filth in the world.

"Don't hide, come here." Ye Chen took away the fairy light and said slowly.

Then, he heard laughter.

The fat old Taoist appeared from behind the rocks and ran over and said, "He has treasured a jar of good wine in one hand, and he has treasured it for decades."

Ye Chen likes sensible people, and he is not polite.

Looking at this time, the fat old Taoist in Ye Chen's eyes is very interesting. He is not a person who cultivates immortals, or he doesn't know how to cultivate immortals. The reason why he can become a half-immortal is because of the power of incense and the worship of the villagers is the source of his immortality.

This is quite similar to the Buddhist power of thought.

"I will not receive any reward without merit." Ye Chen smiled happily, "I just said, what do you want to do."

"Can you pass on my method of cultivating immortals?" The fat old Taoist looked full of hope.

"Go, make a good relationship." Ye Chen smiled, with a fairy light flowing in his eyebrows, and it was scattered into the mind of the fat old Taoist. It was the most basic method of cultivating foundation building, which was definitely enough.

Something more in my mind made the fat old Taoist stunned.

After reading, he knelt there with a sound, just like a villager kneeling down to worship the statue of a god, his old body trembled with excitement. After many years, many immortals had been found, he did not want to pass on his method of cultivating immortals. Unexpectedly, he had obtained an opportunity in his seventies and was so grateful.

Ye Chen smiled and sent him down the mountain top with his hand.

The fat old Taoist felt intuition and was already in the Taoist temple, and was so shocked that he could not be more shocked. Such a great magical power could only be achieved by only an immortal with a profound cultivation level.

Once again, he bowed respectfully to the top of the mountain. He should be glad that he met a noble man in his later years and would not have any regrets before he was buried.

On the top of the mountain, Ye Chen stood up and stretched his waist hard.

He did not force his breakthrough in Lingxu's peak cultivation. He advanced quickly, but it was not good. If he had an acquaintance here, he would definitely not get used to it. It was just because he broke through in one day and had not seen a heavenly tribulation. I remember that the tenth emperor of the Great Chu in the past was struck by lightning all the way.

Therefore, his response to disaster is not the same as ordinary response to disaster.

For ordinary people who respond to the disaster, they have advanced their cultivation level, but if they respond to the disaster, they will break through their realm without the heavenly tribulation, and they will not take the ordinary path.

At night, he walked out of the Taoist temple and walked through the sky.

The scenery of the heaven is still good, and its spiritual power is quite abundant. This is just the scattered immortal world. If it were the scattered immortal world, it would be even worse. The organized dynasty must have a spiritual gathering array. Relatively speaking, the cultivation resources will be more than the scattered immortal world, and at least you can receive a salary.

The Taoist ancestor is not bad at being the master of the heavenly realm, and the derivation of Tao is quite prosperous.

He has seen Taoist temples along the way, and they are in the deep mountains and forests. Even at night, the incense is very popular and smoke is shrouded in smoke. Unfortunately, there are very few true immortal cultivators, most of them are charlatans.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

When he reached the sky above the mountains, Ye Chen suddenly heard nothing rumbling.

He suddenly calmed down, his eyes narrowed slightly, his brows frowned. He was familiar with this rumbling. He would hear it every now and then in the heavens. He would hear it from the ancient times. Every time there was such a rumbling, an ominous premonition would bring him to his mood.

Unexpectedly, the heavens could hear it, and the heavens could hear it. It seems that if they were in the underworld, they would definitely be able to hear it. The rumbling of the ancient prehistoric world could resound throughout the three realms.

"Don't have any accidents." Ye Chen murmured lightly, and couldn't help but worry about Di Huang and Hong Yan. That was a very good place. A great emperor died in battle and the army of millions of gods was wiped out. This is enough to explain everything. If there is an accident, the two great saints will not be able to protect themselves.

"It's really a strange stone, and it has reached the Lingxu Realm." When Ye Chen looked, a dark laugh sounded, and the cold wind blew inexplicably between the world, with a gloomy feeling.

Ye Chen looked back and glanced at one side.

When he saw an old man, he had a hunchback, with his hair loose, and a dragon-headed crutch, his eyes were scarlet and his face was wrinkled. His smile was particularly scary at night, and his vision was not low. It was obvious that Ye Chen's original body was a stone.

"Good thing." Ye Chen's eyes lit up, and the dragon-head crutch that was staring at Old Man Nai was not an ordinary object, but was made of a special kind of fairy iron. The old man obviously wanted to kill and rob, so his crutch had to be snatched up.

When he first came to heaven, he lacked a handy weapon, and the crutch was good. After melting it, he was still more than enough to cast a domineering fairy sword.

"The spirit of strange stones is very good to refine them into the pill." The old man smiled faintly, came in a nascent place, stretched out his dry old hand, and grabbed it the next day. His cultivation was in the emptiness and dark realm, which was awesome.
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