"See... I've seen senior."

The disciple walked up and bowed respectfully, not daring to breathe, his whole body was trembling, afraid to die, so he came to him in the middle of the night, which was probably not a good thing. When he saw Zi Xin, his expression was shocked. If he had not read it wrong, he would have been from Qinglou.

Come and sweep. yellow?

This guy has a good idea, and I don’t know how many weird things I thought about in an instant.

Ye Chen said nothing, waved his little hand and took away the wine gourd that the disciple hung on his waist. The word "天" was engraved on it. It was a "small" character, reflected in the starlight and shining with golden light. He snatched it off and was engraved on his chest very consciously.

The others are nothing, but Zi Xin has a strange expression. She has seen the ancient characters engraved on Ye Chen's chest. With the word "small", it makes her feel even more sad when she reads: Little bitch.

Ye Chen didn't care and sat cross-legged. Because the word "Tian" was engraved, it felt hot again. The three ancient characters trembled, and all of them were filled with divine light. The first character "Tian" once imprisoned the Zhoutian and broke the horns; the second character "Tian" had a trace of magical powers, and the third character "Tian" took away a trace of the perception of the Emperor's Dao.

Everyone present felt that the night wind was blowing gently. Although the wind was weak, it made them unable to stand steadily. That was the perception of Ye Chen's Emperor Dao... The power of the aura caused by the aura was suppressed to the lowest level, otherwise, the sect could be destroyed in an instant.

Everything is silent.

Ye Chen was as quiet as a rock, and his treasure was solemn. However, no one present dared to move. He looked at each other at times, not knowing what Ye Chen was doing, but only knew that Ye Chen's eyebrows were frowning more than once.

"How do you pronounce those three words?"

In the silence, the red-flame lion opened its mouth, raised its claws and pointed to the stone tablet standing in front of the mountain gate. There were three big characters engraved on it, vigorous and powerful. It should be the name of the sect. Unfortunately, this monster doesn't recognize the words.

"Haomiao Sect."

Zi Xin said lightly.

"Is this Haomiao Sect?"

The red-flame lion raised her eyebrows, and I have heard that when she was in the ancient city, many people mentioned that it was a hidden sect, with few people going out. After a simple dialogue, it fell into silence and was restless, and always wanted to chat with someone, but Zi's expression was indifferent and came out of Qingluo. He didn't like words very much, or he was not willing to pay attention to it. Most of the time, it was like an ice sculpture. Compared with the previous one, it made people feel uncomfortable.

"Strange."

Ye Chen, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes with a sudden voice and quietly looked up at Cangmiao.

This time, he solved the perception of the Emperor's Way and could understand the rules. What puzzled him was that the heavenly way of this universe sometimes exists, sometimes disappears, and seems to appear and disappear.

It is called strange, and there are only two possibilities: First, the word "tian" only resolves a trace of confinement, and the power of the perception of the emperor's way is greatly reduced, so the complete rule cannot be grasped. Second, that is, the way of heaven in this universe is really problematic. This point can only be concluded after the perception of the emperor's way is completely restored.

"You can see these ancient characters."

After he closed his eyes, he used Zhou Tian to perform an ancient character, hanging under the night sky. He asked about the heads of the sect and everyone present. It was not entirely possible. Except for Zi Xin, someone has seen it.

Unfortunately, everyone was shaking their heads.

"If you see me, come and look for me."

"There must be a thank you."

Ye Chen said lightly, a sound transmission stone popped up, and it was taken out together. There was also a spiritual mirror, which was not of low level and was rewarded to that disciple. The word "Tian" cannot be used for nothing, and cause and effect must be settled.

The disciple was stunned for a moment and was flattered. Is this damn lucky? This bronze mirror is a real treasure. Not to mention the elders of Haomiao Sect, even the heads of Haomiao Sect have bright eyes. This young senior is generous enough to take action.

When I looked again, Ye Chen was gone.

"Funny little guy."

The headmaster sighed and looked strange.

As soon as he said this, Ye Chen, who had just left, turned back again. He suddenly felt a trembling urine when he saw him. Was he heard him talking and came back to clean up his?

In fact, Ye Chen had no time to pay attention to him. After returning, he was carried into the sect by the red-flame lion and headed straight to the deepest part, just because he smelled a familiar breath in this sect.

Seeing this, the head of the Haomiao hurriedly followed him. When he reached a bamboo forest deep in the depths, he saw Ye Chen standing in front of a statue, which was a statue of a woman.

"Boss, are you familiar?"

The red-flame lion circled around the statue.

If you are familiar, how can you not be familiar?

Ye Chen held his hands and looked strange. There was no unrecognizable truth about Ji Ningshuang's statue. I don't know who carved it. The carved it was lifelike. Bathed in the moonlight, it was like a dream and a illusion. The familiar smell I just smelled was conveyed from the statue. There was a drop of blood melting inside it. Ji Ningshuang's blood. Under the statue, there was a place for offerings. There was an incense burner on the offering table. The musk was burning strongly, which was obviously offering! Moreover, there were many years and months, and it was at least thousands of years.

"Why are you still enshrining the statue of the female devil?"

The red-flame lion scratched her mane.

"My friend, be kind."

The head of Haomiao Sect's face turned a little darker, and the elders present didn't look very good. If it weren't for your master here, we'll stew you or not.

The red-flame lion disagrees.

"Where did you go?"

Ye Chen reached out and touched the statue's cheek. He could not deduce it, and there was no news, as if the world had evaporated.

"senior."

The head of Haomiao spoke and hurried forward. The elders of Haomiao Sect gathered together, with a nervous expression. It seemed that this statue was like a god to them, a symbol of faith, and no one could blaspheme.

"What does she have to do with your Haomiao Sect?" Ye Chen said calmly, but he still touched it. It was illegal to touch his wife's statue? Not to mention a statue, even if the real person is here, he will still be able to touch it.

"She is the founder of my school."

The head of the Haomiao said in a hurry.

“No wonder.”

Ye Chen smiled. The offering was solemn and the power of offering was so magnificent. Xiaojiu of his family, as for Haomiao Sect, obviously had an extraordinary identity. Unexpectedly, she had a lineage in this universe, and was accidentally caught by him. The formation of this sect looks familiar. Now, it can be explained that it must be passed down by Ji Ningshuang and used to protect the sect. It is indeed mysterious and the terrain chosen is domineering enough, just like her work.

"I dare to ask senior..."

The headmaster Haomiao laughed dryly, but he wanted to speak but stopped. He was also a person with a sharp eye. It was not normal to look at Ye Chen's eyes when he looked at his ancestor. If the two had no connection, they would not believe it.

"My wife."

Ye Chen smiled.

wife?

The elders were shocked and looked quite wonderful. They subconsciously looked at Ye Chen, and had never heard from the ancestors mention that a husband came out.

Ye Chen didn't say anything anymore, suddenly looked sideways, looking out of the mountain through the hopelessness, and smelling a familiar breath, which is related to the blood-haired young man who previously deduced him.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

When he looked, the rumbling sound had sounded. Looking carefully, you could see the clouds and mist rolling in the distance, and the murderous aura was overwhelming. There should be thousands of troops galloping and the sky was buzzing.

"Ghost Prison Demon Sect."

The head of Haomiao suddenly changed his color.

"Damn, how did you find this?"

"Hurry up, open the sky protection array."

The elders' roars sounded all over the world.

"His heritage?"

Ye Chen murmured to himself, he was referring to the blood-haired youth. The Demon Sect of the Ghost Prison that was slaughtering. Each of them was very similar to the Demon Sect of the Blood-haired youth. It should be the inheritance of the man who ascended to the God Realm and stayed in the Immortal World. By chance, he was also caught by him. He came here tonight without thinking about what he was doing. The Demon Sect of the Ghost Prison that Ji Ningshuang killed back then was here to seek revenge and wanted to destroy the inheritance of Ji Ningshuang.

It’s better to be a coincidence than to come early.
Chapter completed!