Chapter 1658

It is night, ye Chen out of Hengyue, did not disturb anyone.

Heaven and earth follow, hide in nothingness, protect in secret.

Two quasi emperor level escort, ye Chen's face is not small, step on the sky to close his eyes, do not use divine sense, with his own God perception.

If the world of mortals and the six ways are nearby, they will be noticed by him. He is the root of the two people. In the dark, they have their own connection.

Looking from afar, he was two or three years old. He was flying in the sky, pink and fleshy. He was cute.

Those who saw it were stunned, and then saluted to that side.

As is known to all in Chu, ye Chen has returned to the age of two or three years old and has won the throne in Tianjing at the age of two or three.

I don't know when he went out of the world of friars and into the realm of mortals.

He opened his eyes as he passed through the sky.

Below, there are mountains where he and Shangguan Yu first met. Here he opened the sky.

Three hundred years later, everything is still the same, a mess, scattered stone by the years of weathering, gradually turned into loess.

Ye Chen rubbed his nose, smiling with a little embarrassment.

The amazing things, so far only he two people know, a period of red cause and effect, from the previous life to this life.

Flying over the mountains is the boundary of the state of Zhao. Xiyan was the princess of the state of Zhao at that time. She was not familiar with the affairs of the world and embarked on the road of cultivation.

Three hundred years later, this country is no longer the state of Zhao, and the dynasties have changed. The former state of Zhao has become history.

A deep mountain, he fell from the sky, there stand two graves, one is the sunset father, the other is the sunset mother.

In front of the tomb, there is a burning musk, which is the magic power of a monk. It is needless to say that it was made by the setting sun. He never forgets his earthly parents.

Ye Chen came forward, three incense lit, inserted in front of the tomb.

At that time, he took their daughter with him. Even in the war of demons, the white haired man gave the black haired man.

Now, their daughter has come back, but they have long gone to sleep, this before and after a miss, is the eternal separation of heaven and man.

With a sigh, he left in silence and went to the empty sky again.

The mortal world is no smaller than the friars' world. There are countless mortal kingdoms. There are many wars all the year round. There are too many battlefields and corpses everywhere.

When ye Chen passed by, the two countries still in the war stopped. They all looked up at the sky and knew that ye Chen was an immortal.

What's more, the world of friars is hard for ordinary people to understand. When they are two or three years old, they fly in the sky and fascinate people.

After a short pause, the two countries went to war again, and human lives were like grass roots.

Ye Chen doesn't take care of it. There are rules in the world of friars, and there are rules in the world of mortals. Intervening is cause and effect.

Once again, he is an ancient town in the world of mortals.

In the ancient town, there is a simple garden with numerous petals. It is the small garden where ye Xingchen and Xingyue Saint daughter get married.

Tragically, ye Xingchen was killed the same day.

Later, it caused more blood robberies. Hongchen, Chu Lingyu and Chu Xuan died in that war.

With a squeak, the small door opened, out of a white haired woman, face peerless, haggard face.

She is a monk, but she is dressed in plain clothes. She is like a daughter-in-law of ordinary people. She is ordinary and has no evil spirit.

This woman, needless to say, is the goddess of the moon.

Three hundred years of flowers bloom, a reincarnation, buried a world of love, left a lifetime of war, or this mortal world garden.

"I know you'll be here." Ye Chen smiles.

"One day, he will come back." "No matter how long years, I will wait for him."

Ye Chen is silent, looking at the star moon saint, heart has guilt.

Looking for so many reincarnated people, but there is no Ye Xingchen, let the infatuated woman empty guard years, just to wait for his return.

It is a sigh, ye Chen left, the back is bleak.

He is very similar to the goddess of the moon and stars. She is waiting for ye Xingchen, and he is waiting for Chu xuan'er and Chu ling'er.

How many people, like them, have returned to their hometown, but there are no people who lived in memory.

In the silent night, he closed his eyes again and walked silently. He crossed the mountains and swept across the Cangyuan. He was like a tourist or a preacher. He never stopped.

Three hundred years ago, he walked the road again this evening.

The difference is that in those days, he was looking for the reincarnation of Da Chu, but this time, he was looking for the six paths and the world of mortals.

A mortal ancient city, he settled in front of a tea stand.

He still remembers that 300 years ago, there was an old man who sold tea here. He was a spiritual master who had been abandoned for cultivation.

At that time, he had a rest at the tea stand and drank a bowl of tea from Lingzhen, and the so-called causality between them was eliminated.

Today's tea stand, or an old man, but not Lingzhen, he can see, should be the descendants of Lingzhen.

He can remember that there are not many enemies, such as Lingzhen people, Yin Zhiping and Cheng Kun. Even though the years are long, their figures still linger in his memory.

His journey is full of blood and blood. It is an extraordinary time and will be told to future generations as a story.Finally, after a glance at the tea stand, he set foot on the sky.

He didn't go back to the friar world, but he was still in the mortal world. There was a feeling that the world of mortals and the six ways would be in the mortal world.

Next, there was a long journey. From the South Chu fan boundary, he found the North Chu fan boundary, and then the northern end of the big Chu. He bypassed the northern earthquake Cangyuan and went south all the way.

Unfortunately, there is no trace of liudao and the world of mortals.

Big Chu is too vast, looking for two people is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

As night fell, he stepped into a vast sea, belonging to the Panlong sea, hard to see land, more islands.

The sea under the night is sparkling, quiet and peaceful.

"There is Yin and Ming Qi." The two elders of heaven and earth stepped out of nothingness for the first time, standing on the side of Ye Chen's body.

Don't need him two people remind, ye Chen also realized wrong.

Although his accomplishments are low, his vision is still there. For those who have slaughtered the great emperor, his perception is not below the level of quasi emperor.

Under the three people's attention, the calm sea surface, the waves, a mysterious and ancient force, suddenly manifest.

Then, in the turbulent waves, two Sarcophagus, carved with Ancient Runes, are thick and cold.

"The way of the emperor communicates with the spirit." The old man frowned and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"To be more accurate, it is the emperor's way to the nether world." The old man pondered, looked more thoroughly, already can break what kind of secret method that is.

Ye Chen looks calm and stares silently. It's a kind of anti heaven method that can connect with the underworld and ask for a strong existence.

In order to save him, Lin Shihua called back the dead Dharma wheel king.

This law, which desecrates the dead, has been banned since ancient times. No one wants to provoke the dead unless he has to.

"Inside, it must be the quasi emperor level." The old man said.

"I'm more curious about who made use of the emperor's way." With a faint sound from the old man, the divine sense is scattered, and he looks for it inch by inch.

As they spoke, the lids of the two sarcophagus fell down, revealing two people, standing upright in the coffin.

The sarcophagus on the left is a middle-aged man with great figure, black hair like a waterfall, a dull look, empty eyes and a puppet shape.

The sarcophagus on the right is a young man with bloody hair and dust on his shoulders, which is full of ancient vicissitudes.

"The Lord of heaven and earth, the emperor of the five elements." The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he recognized the middle-aged and young people in the sarcophagus.

"They are the two great gods of ancient times." The old man took a deep breath. "It's our honor to see you this time."

"I don't know if we are honored, but we should be trapped." The dungeon glanced at the four directions, and the misty clouds began to cover the heaven and earth, reversing the nature of yin and Yang.

"Different space." Tian Lao picks eyebrow, some surprised, "dare to come to big Chu to make trouble, the other side really has two brushes."

"Long time no see." Ye Chen, who keeps silent all the time, opens her mouth lightly and looks at the front with calm eyes.

The two old men of heaven and earth heard the words and looked at the opposite void.

In the hazy clouds, a figure came slowly.

It was a child, or, more accurately, a little girl, two or three years old, small and not tall.

Her big eyes are clear, indifferent to no one's emotional disclosure, the eyebrows are engraved with ancient divine lines, and the whole body is wrapped with colorful Shenxia.

She has not been able to find a chance in the past.

"Ruoxi." The old man's eyes flashed through a flash of light and recognized who it was, but it was that Ruoxi?

"To the six great Chu, no wonder." The old man said, "this time, it must be because of her."

Eyes, if not, a pair of light.

Ye Chen also did not speak, and distant days, no joy, no sorrow.

Three hundred years later, she still hasn't grown up.

Three hundred years later, he was young again, about her age.

This picture is very strange, no matter if it is Ruoxi or Ye Chen, they are two or three years old, and their looks are not turbulent.

The cause and effect of the two of them should be a long time ago. It is not clear that the road is not clear. The cause and effect are not broken, and they are bound up in the years.

"It would be nice of them to have a baby kiss." The old man stroked his beard and made such a sentence.

"I've been married since I was a child. I'm very optimistic about them." The old man patted the dust on his shoulder and spoke with great care.

"I'm not a bit distracted when we talk like this." There was a dry cough in the dungeon, and his face was meaningful.

"That's true." The old man was serious and looked at Ruoxi. He said faintly, "Nvwa, who are you?"

"I underestimated you." If Xi is finally open, a word like the sounds of nature, beautiful, with a kind of magic.

However, her words, not to heaven and earth two Lao said, but to Ye Chen, a word, contains a lot of profound meaning.

"You never look up to me." Ye Chen's words are plain.

If you know, it's not Xianxi's control.For zhuxianjian, he was more of a hatred, a heartrending hatred. It was because of it that Chu Xuaner felt guilty about his death.

It was it that destroyed the battle of the gods. It was the father of the holy body. It was a debt of blood that he remembered all the time.

There is also the empress in the artistic conception of emperor Jue, who was also killed by her. The emperor's soldiers were broken, and the emperor's body was darkened.

"Today, the dust returns to the dust, and the earth to the earth." The five seals of heaven and earth.

PS: there's another chapter, later.