After the meal, there was another small bamboo forest. They worshipped Ye Fan, Yang Lan and the Fox Fairy.

The night sky is deep and the broken stars are like dust.

It was still the old tree. Ye Chen sat down, without carving the wood carvings, and just looked up at Cangmiao quietly, looking for the gate of the Emperor's Way.

"Have you ever seen it?"

Ji Ningshuang said softly, she only knew that Ye Chen was watching the Emperor's Doctrine Sect.

"It seems to be looming."

Ye Chen closed his eyes, smiled bitterly, and shook his head helplessly.

"Did you think about giving up the holy body bloodline."

Ji Ningshuang sent another voice, and also pulled a ray of Emperor Dao Immortal Light, which merged into Ye Chen's body, which could replenish his life.

"Give up your bloodlines, you will bow your head to the sky."

Ye Chen smiled, and finally picked up the carving knife, and carved it one by one.

Ji Ningshuang smiled gently. She knew Ye Chen, so the problem seemed a little redundant. If it were her, she would not have abandoned her bloodline. Since the moment Ye Fan died, hating the sky was so irreversible.

"Ling'er, I'm going back to my room to sleep."

Shangguan Hanyue called softly, and from some point on, Ye Ling fell asleep on her lap.

Ye Ling did not respond, and slept quite peacefully

Shangguan Hanyue was not calling, for fear of disturbing the little girl's dream, so she sent her back to her room.

That night, Nanming Yushu, Xiyan, Lin Shihua, Liu Ruyan, Bei Sheng and others all went into seclusion.

Under the old tree late at night, only Ye Chen and Yao Chi remained.

Just like Ye Ling, Ye Chen fell asleep, lying on his wife's legs, sleeping peacefully and peacefully. His white hair reflected the starry moonlight, which was particularly dazzling. He must have been tired, and he had been sleeping so peacefully for many years.

As the emperor, Yao Chi understands his state of mind.

Becoming the supreme, but being tired like never before, looking back at the way, more blood and tears.

On the second day, before the dawn was dawn, a divine glow soared into the sky from Tianxuan Gate.

Na Donghuang Taixin, after years of nourishment of divine power, finally condensed into a human form.

Di Xuan guarded her, she explained her memories of her past life. From a distance, she could hear the woman's more snorted sounds.

She was reincarnated, and she had another cycle of reincarnation, but she did not have her sword.

That night, Di Xuan, Xichen and Donghuang Taixin came to Jade Girl Peak and set up a simple tea table under the old tree. Only they and Ye Chen and the other four sat around. Since they sat down, no one could speak for a long time.

Donghuang's smile was so heartless that she was a little dazed and vicissitudes. She lived for two lives and went through two cycles. From the era of Emperor Xianwu to the era of the Empress of the East Wilderness, the ancient memories were all weathered by the years.

Xichen and Di Xuan were also very sad. After living for a long time, there was a kind of fatigue that was engraved in the soul.

That night, Donghuang was so heartless. From the moment she walked away, she was destined to be a lonely journey. She wanted to find her sword Feidao. She could reincarnate, and perhaps the sword god could reincarnate. She would not go home unless she found him.

After she left, Ji Ningshuang and Ye Chen also ran to both sides, and always felt that there were other people who were reincarnated.

They left for two years.

In the third year, a wolf howl came from a mountain on Hengyue Sect, which woke up too many people.

It was Xiong Xiaoer, who was kneeling in front of Xiong Er's statue, bursting into tears.

When Xie Yun, Situ Nan and the others arrived, they couldn't suppress their excitement.

After years of worship, Xiong Er's slight spirit was truly given.

If you have a spirit and hope, it is like Jiuli Muxue back then. It is only a matter of time to resurrect. The difference is that what the Northern Saint has remained in that year was a wisp of pure world immortal power, while what the Xiong Er has remained is a drop of blood that has not been weathered by the years.

That day, Ye Chen came back, stood in front of the statue, and laughed for a long time.

When he left, he seemed to be able to still be in the statue. He heard a loud curse Ye Chen, you bitch.

It’s a blessing that Ye Chen didn’t have time to pay attention to him, otherwise he would kick the stone statue to pieces.

In the fourth year, there was another happy event.

Then the Demon Lord of the Heavenly Demon Abyss was released, and a trace of spirit appeared. The Empress of the East Wilderness returned and personally worshiped him.

In the sixth year, Ye Chen entered a black hole.

When I came out again, there was a snow lotus in my hand, and a trace of blood was stained with it.

That was the blood of the sword master, which should have survived when he was practicing the path of loneliness in the black hole.

For this reason, Ye Chen built a temple in Dachu, which is worshipped by the world every day.

Two years later, the sword master was born, and he was the peak of the strongest man. It was only a matter of time to resurrect him.

It was the eighth year that Ye Chen fell in the southern region of Xuanhuang.

When I came to the Kuiniu tribe again, I heard the wailing sound of crying loudly, and the leader of his family was also given a trace of spirituality.

Ye Chen stayed for three days before leaving silently.

In the ninth year, Ye Chen returned to Jade Girl Peak, carrying a monkey in his hand.

That is not an ordinary monkey, but a monkey who is in danger of disaster.

That night, Nan Ming Yushu pressed Ye Chen to the ground and beat him up. The monkey who was in danger was Xuanhuang.

Emperor Xuan was also an outstanding emperor. The moment before his death, he had not entered the gate of hell, but he was on the road to disaster.

However, his response to the disaster was broken, with a body but no soul.

Ye Chen used his great powers to transform the monkey's body and condensed into a drop of essence and blood.

Then, there was another temple. Ye Chen placed the drop of blood in a chamber pot and placed it in the temple.

For this reason, Nan Ming Yushu chased him for more than eight million miles.

In the tenth year, the Empress of the East Wilderness returned to Da Chu and brought a broken sword, with a trace of divine power wandering.

It is the divine power of the fourth god general.

The emperor's magical powers seize the fortune of heaven, and he traced it back with his divine power, and forced a trace of spirit.

That day, Di Xuan cried with tears in her eyes.

In the eleventh year, Ye Chen returned to the ages and entered the heavenly realm.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Then, there was a rumbling sound, and I didn’t know if it was a thunder or someone was fighting.

When we went to see again, Ye Chen and Daozu were already drinking tea in the bamboo forest.

Looking at the two of them in a mess, we know that it was not thunder before, but that they were fighting.

It’s okay for Daozu, but Ye Chen’s face was skewed.

The holy body is strong, and the Taoist ancestor is not a big deal. He studied him to a deep and conquered him.

When the Taoist Ancestor asked about the treasure, Ye Chen disappeared in a blink of an eye.

When he returned, he was still holding a person in his hand, the God of Creation, and he threw it to Tianxuan Gate through Xutian.

Boom! Bang! Boom! Boom!
Chapter completed!