Chapter 2150

"Xiantian array, change your life against heaven. I'm afraid the person who arranged this Xiantian array won't be under you and me." The old man with white hair should look at Ye Pengfei's grave with interest and nod his head.

"Let's go. The world has changed. There are many demons in the world. We don't have time to sigh here."

Finally, the two left hand in hand, very fast, disappeared in the blink of an eye.

A few days later, ye Pengfei's consciousness became more and more sober. He gradually became more awake and less sleepy. He suddenly thought about how Monkey Sun spent his five hundred years under Wuzhi Mountain in journey to the West. At least he couldn't stand being buried here for less than a year.

Another person came to his grave. Ye Pengfei was very familiar with them. They were all his relatives, the six immortals of Shenjian, the two sisters of the Song family, and Qin Mingxin.

These people have not seen each other for a long time. Song Yurou is still out of the world. His face, which was as calm as a lake, is full of grief.

Song Yuyun is holding Ye Pengfei's tombstone in pain, crying heartbroken, while beating the tombstone, complaining about ye Pengfei's fickleness and lack of justice, while drawing out a knife, he wants to commit suicide in front of Ye Pengfei's grave, and finally Qin Mingxin stops him.

Qin Mingxin is still as cold as ice. Now when she sees Ye Peng's death, her face looks more like the ice of a thousand years. She doesn't shed tears or feel sad. Some of it is anger. She leaves her anger without saying a word to Ye Pengfei.

"Ye, we try our best to keep up with you, but we don't want you to go first. Ah No matter how high your accomplishments are? How about living another thousand years? As soon as you leave, there will only be a solitary grave in our hearts. "

This is what song Yurou said. She sighed and built a wooden house beside Ye Pengfei's solitary grave. From then on, she lived with song Yuyun and Qin Mingxin and guarded Ye Pengfei silently.

Shenjian six immortals looking at Ye Pengfei's tombstone, several people are also very sad.

Now the six immortals of Shenjian look much younger than before. With the continuous improvement of their cultivation, their old looks have changed into the appearance of their prime years, which is quite elegant.

Ye Pengfei can't see the extent of their cultivation. These six people have always been a mystery in his mind, as if they were not constrained by the laws of the world at all.

Only the second daughter of the Song family and the cultivation of Qin Mingxin, ye Pengfei, can see one or two of them. Now they are at the peak of the virtual spirit. They are only one step away from the realm of harmony, and their progress can be described as rapid.

The six immortals of Shenjian left, and the three girls lived near Ye Pengfei's solitary grave for half a year. There were many times when ye Pengfei wanted to talk to them, but he couldn't make a sound at all.

Six months later, Qin Rumeng came and took the three girls away. Although the three girls were reluctant to part with Ye Pengfei, they knew that they had to leave here. No matter how reluctant they were, they had to say goodbye.

On this day, ye Pengfei, who is sleeping, hears the sound of weeping from the grave. It's a woman crying, but it's a saint in heaven.

"But you and I may not be Wang Lang. You told me that, but you know what? You know what? The sea of people is vast, but your appearance has covered my sea of people. "

Xiang Ying sleeve did not know where to hear that ye Pengfei was buried here, quietly came to cry in front of Ye Pengfei's tomb. She spent several days in the cottage where song Yurou and her three lived. Every evening, she knelt down in front of Ye Pengfei's grave and cried. It was only after seven days that she finally left.

After a long time, ye Pengfei finally felt that his body had some strength, but it was far from the point of climbing out of the grave. However, he finally settled down a lot, at least it proved that his body was constantly recovering, and maybe he could have the strength to pull out from the grave in a few days.

Time is passing by rapidly. It's nearly two years since counting the days. Ye Pengfei's body is constantly recovering.

During this period, song Yurou and her three men came here several times, and their accomplishments became better and better. The last time they appeared, they were already the accomplishments of the middle period of he Dao. In terms of strength, they had left Ye Pengfei far behind.

A woman in a long blue dress passed by the grave of Ye Pengfei. She had ice blue hair, beautiful face, and was out of the world. She was like a banished immortal. However, there was a faint pain and melancholy in her eyes, as if she was looking for something extremely precious.

As soon as ye Pengfei saw the woman, he jumped in his heart and tried to shout, but he couldn't make a sound.

This woman is just like frost.

When she passed by the grave of Ye Pengfei, she just looked at the lonely grave of this barren mountain casually, and then went straight away.

"Ru Shuang, are you looking for me? I'm here. I'm in the grave. You can see me with your Divine sense. Ru Shuang, Ru Shuang..."

Ye Pengfei keeps shouting in his heart, but he can't help looking at Frost's back and disappearing in his own divine consciousness.

"Two years' appointment has passed. I haven't kept it. Rushun must be looking for me, but why does she pass by my grave and don't speak? Didn't Songgang tell her about me? Or has she never met Songgang? "Ye Pengfei thought to himself, and his fingers moved the soil little by little.

After two years of resurrection, his strength is much stronger than before, but he can't open the grave. But at this time, he was anxious and unwilling to stay in the soil for another three years. He was eager to break out of the soil now and look for Songgang, Rushuang and those who had been extremely concerned.

He stirred the soil a little bit, quietly working hard, tired to lie in the soil to rest, wake up and continue to stir. After working so hard for nearly half a month, he was finally able to put his hand out of the mud. After half a month, he was finally able to get out of the mud.

The sun shining on his face, ye Pengfei has a sense of survival.

In the past month, it seems that because of constant exercise, he found that his strength was getting stronger and stronger. As soon as he got up, as soon as he left the tomb, a pure aura of heaven and earth suddenly poured madly towards him from all directions, just like the tide.

His body is like a fast dry sea, greedily absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, and his cultivation is constantly recovering.

However, when ye Pengfei looked down at his body, he found that he had become a very old man. His dry body was almost devoid of meat, leaving only skin covered with bones. When he was ugly, it was frightening to look at it.