Chapter 897 Strange Situation

"About your partners, they are not in the same place as you. If you want to find them, I need to ask you three questions first." The ethereal voice said.

"Senior saved my life, but it's just what I said." Ye Chen readily agreed.

"Do you want to become stronger? This is the first question." The ethereal voice said.

"Think." Ye Chen said without hesitation.

"Why do you become stronger, or what is your obsession. This is the second question." The ethereal voice sounded again.

"To protect the person I want to protect." It was still a straightforward answer.

"To protect the person you want to protect? Last question, will you be my apprentice?" The voice was still ethereal, but a little more surprised.

"Apprentice Ye Chen, I would like to be taught by the master." Ye Chen immediately paid homage to the teacher. Although Ye Chen used to be the king of the demon world, he still understands the reason why a man can bend and stretch to survive in the cruel environment of the demon world.

"Hahahahaha, good comprehension, good comprehension, good! You disciple, I accept it!"

"You can also feel it, the aura here is very strong."

"Well, this place is very suitable for cultivation."

"Yes, this is a treasure land thousands of years ago. If there is no special method, it is absolutely impossible to enter." The ethereal voice said, with a hint of regret.

"Master, why do you have more regrets?" Ye Chen immediately noticed the subtle changes of the master.

"Ye Chen, you should know that there is an unwritten regulation in our world of cultivating immortals." There was a strong sense of power in this voice.

"Do not use anything that harms life force?"

"Yes, but you can try to capture the vitality of any tree."

"I can't do it." Ye Chen tried, and it was true that he couldn't hurt these creatures.

"It's normal that you can't, because I can't either."

"A strong man like Master can't do it, then I can't do it." Ye Chen was a little embarrassed.

"But that weird old man before,

He did it, do you know why? "The voice carried a trace of majesty.

"I hope Master will teach you." Ye Chen hurriedly kowtowed, indeed asking for advice sincerely.

"Because, he is not considered a cultivator at all."

"Ah?" Ye Chen was taken aback when he said this, isn't he a cultivator? Where do mortals get such great power? Besides, he did indeed use the whisk. If it wasn't for the immortal cultivator, he wouldn't know where such a character would exist.

"It's the "magic way"."

"The power of magic?"

"That's right, Mo Dao, this is a power different from that of a cultivator. Ye Chen, what kind of power should a cultivator possess in your eyes?"

"The way of immortality is the way to transcend mortals. As a cultivator of immortality, one should do righteousness and walk the way. The power of the way of immortality should be guarded." Ye Chen expressed his opinion.

"No, if the way of immortality is protection, then if there is no way of magic, how can we talk about protection? Besides, there are also great methods and artifacts that can destroy the world in the way of immortality, right? Since it is protection, what is the meaning of these existences? Ye Chen, do you remember? Live, there is no absolute morality, the way of the devil, nor the evil way."

"The disciple would like to follow the master's instruction." Ye Chen cupped his hands and bowed. For this master who saved him, he felt that a window to a new world had opened, and he needed to look inside to find a way to open the door.

"Master, is there something unspeakable and invisible?"

"You want to meet me?"

"Yes, master"

All of a sudden, a layer of clouds floated over, and when the clouds gradually dispersed, a figure was looming.

"My name is Long Yun." The man in the cloud said, "In the future, I will take you to practice and know that you will become a real strong man." When the cloud cleared, a man in fluttering white clothes appeared. Not big, with a handsome face, sword eyes and star eyebrows, eyes like morning stars.

"Disciple, pay homage to Master Long Yun." Ye Chen said that he was about to pay his respects to the master again, but Long Yun quickly stepped forward to support him, "Ye Chen, let me ask you another question."

"Master, it's okay to say."

"Okay, how hungry are you for power?"

"When I hurt the people I want to protect, I can't wait to tear them into pieces!" Ye Chen said angrily, with endless anger burning in his eyes.

Long Yun looked at Ye Chen, and he seemed to see the shadow of the devil, "This child, what should I do?" Long Yun murmured.

"Ye Chen, go around by yourself first."

"Yes, master." Ye Chen replied.

As he said that, Long Yun walked into a cloud of mist again, as Long Yun's white figure gradually faded.

"Master, how can I contact you?" Ye Chen shouted.

"You don't need to contact me, just call out, and I will appear."

Long Yun's voice was still ethereal as if it came from the clouds. As soon as Long Yun left, Ye Chen didn't know what to do. "Since the master told me to stroll around casually, let's take a walk." Ye Chen thought to himself.

In this strange place, all kinds of creatures coexist harmoniously. Ye Chen took a deep breath of air, and the fresh air entered his mouth and nose, which made Ye Chen more energetic. Suddenly a hare sprang out. Fortunately, Ye Chen had sharp eyes and threw it away A small stone was thrown out and hit the rabbit, "Wow, what a fat hare, I'm lucky again today."

Ye Chen decided to make a roasted hare. For Ye Chen, most of the creatures here have aura, which can be described as a cornucopia for people like Ye Chen who practice physical strength.

"Wow, it smells so good, such a fat hare, it would be great if Fang Ming and the others were here." Thinking that his friends were not around, Ye Chen felt a little lonely again. Fat hare, no one to share it with, no matter how delicious it is, it loses some of its flavor.

The fat and tender hare, topped with the honey specially picked out by Ye Chen, and seasoned with an unknown wild fruit, is enough to attract the attention of the surrounding wild animals. However, Ye Chen is not a weak chicken, the master of Yemen is still door master. Just release his aura a little, and the beasts will retreat. In this place, Ye Chen didn't dare to do more evil.

"Ye Chen, I let you go shopping, has your heart calmed down?" Long Yun's voice sounded again.

"my heart?"

"Yes, your heart, you have been worried about your partners, but you have to know that it is useless to worry, you can only have strength if you practice hard by my side."

"Disciple, I would like to follow the master's instruction." My heart? Has my heart never been quiet? The top priority, I want to become stronger, stronger, to defeat that strange old man, I want to! Become stronger!

"The shadow of the devil, this apprentice, is it the fairy or the devil?" Long Yun murmured.

As for Ye Chen, he has seen his ambition. Ye Chen wants to become stronger, but Ye Chen has already learned how to become stronger as a cultivator. The strength of a cultivator does not come from the improvement of strength, but the leap of heart. What Long Yun is most afraid of is that after Ye Chen becomes stronger, he will be affected by the power of the demonic way, and embark on a road of no return.

"This kid's hidden magic way, if you can't suppress this magic way, the second Lin Xi will appear, I guess Ye Chen doesn't know that his magic way talent is very powerful, I must use the fairy way to influence him to completely wipe out his magic way .”

And Ye Chen decided to lie down and sleep after eating and drinking. He looked at the sky, just like the sky looked at him, "Is my heart still fluttering? If so, where is its resting place?"

With the soft light and the warm wind, Ye Chen closed his eyes. He had a dream. In the dream, he became a fallen devil. He ruled the world with demonic ways, and Fang Ming, Lin Hui, Qi Meng, etc., died under his sword and died in a corner of his palace. The world, ushered in, hell...

...

"Where is this place?" Qimeng slowly opened her eyes. The surrounding scene was so strange. She looked around but there was no one there. , not a blade of grass grows, there is no breath of life, only some very tenacious magma creatures are alive.

"Ye Chen, Ye Chen..." Qimeng called Ye Chen's name, but besides her echo, it was still her echo.

"Little girl, stop shouting, there is no one here except you." A very thick male voice sounded, and Qimeng looked towards the source of the voice, and a middle-aged man was sitting on the ground looking at her.

"Little girl, do you want to know who I am?"

"May I ask your honorable name?" Qi Meng struggled to reply, this voice obviously did not come from the same master as the ethereal voice that sounded before, and Qi Meng always knew to maintain a humble attitude towards unknown things. state.

"Little girl, do you know who the strange old man you met and the weird voice who saved you before are?" He didn't answer, but asked questions on his own.

After all, Qimeng is regarded as a saint, possessing strength and politeness. Although the owner of the voice did not answer him, Qimeng still maintained a sense of humility.

"The little girl doesn't know, but please enlighten me." Qi Meng responded to the air.

"It's no wonder that you are a younger generation now. After all, it has been so long." The voice echoed alone, "Little girl, I am behind you."

When Qimeng heard this, she immediately turned around to check, and saw a swordsman in armor standing upright. The armor on his body was obviously scarred, and there were many dark red bloodstains hidden deep in the scars. What's even more strange is that he doesn't have any fluctuations in his true essence and spiritual power.

You must know that Qimeng is an application of true energy and spiritual power. Although it cannot be as clear as every hair on the body, at least it will not be unresponsive to the perception of true energy and spiritual power.

But the man in front of him really didn't have the slightest fluctuation of true energy and spiritual power, let alone this mortal attire, "Is it possible that he is really just a mortal?" Qi Meng thought to herself.

As the man in armor in front of him walked in step by step, Qi Meng felt a kind of aura of this man, a kind of chilling aura that had gone through many battles, a kind of heroic aura of bloody battlefield.

Qimeng couldn't help being a little nervous, she didn't know why, but a mortal without real energy would make her feel nervous, this was unprecedented, and mortals should be the weakest.

And since he is a cultivator, he should be a master who has endured hardship among mortals. How could he feel nervous when facing a mortal?

"This man is definitely not something in the pool."

"You, try to kill me." The man spoke again, making a strange request.

"Mister and I have never had any enmity, why do you want me to kill you?" Qimeng asked puzzled.

This man is also very strange. You know, if a cultivator wants to kill a mortal, it is as easy as a mortal crushing an ant. What's more, there are people who treat their lives like dung.

"You don't do it? That's what I want to do." The man said.

As he said that, he pulled out the sword behind his back. It was unbelievable. The man's armor was rusty, but the sword was dazzling bright silver. It was an absolute symbol of strength in this barren and lifeless place. .

"Sir, I don't want to hurt you." Qi Meng said helplessly.

She didn't want to hurt mortals, even if it was a man wearing armor and holding a sharp sword, she thought it was impossible for this man to hurt her, but the next second, she was wrong.

The man pulled out his sword and slashed at Qimeng.

"Really?" If people don't attack me, I won't attack. If people attack me, I will attack. Now that they have already attacked, Qimeng can no longer be silent. She retreated to avoid the man's slashing. For this, Qimeng A stream of true essence and spiritual power condensed in his hand.

"I don't want to hurt you." Qimeng reiterated at the end, "But, if people don't attack me, I won't attack. If people attack me, I will attack."

"Heh, the yellow-haired girl who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, the current cultivator." The man said, and the long sword in his hand turned into a stab.

He didn't have any sympathy for Qimeng at all, and this stab went straight to Qimeng's vital point, "Not good." Qimeng thought, the man in front of him really wanted to take Qimeng's life, so Qimeng You can't just let him be slaughtered, Qimeng avoided the stab with a side step.

"If that's the case, then I'm offended." After saying that, Qimeng condensed a thunderbolt with his true essence and spiritual power, but Qimeng's true essence and spiritual power dissipated as soon as it was condensed.

"What's the situation?" Qimeng had only experienced the old man's strange restriction of the circulation of the true energy, and this man was even worse, the true energy could not be condensed immediately, and the disappearance of the true energy made her feel powerless. feel.

"Oh, poor immortal cultivator, you can't use your true energy here." The man mocked contemptuously.

"What did you do, what is your relationship with that old man."

Qimeng felt more and more that the man in front of her must have something to do with that old man.

But she didn't know what the relationship was. Their abilities are very similar, but the man's ability is definitely stronger than the old man's, and he cannot use the true energy and spiritual power. For the immortal cultivator, it is undoubtedly like a tortoise that has shed its shell and a chameleon that loses its protective color.

"It would be great if Ye Chen was here at this time. His physical strength is definitely stronger among the immortal cultivators." Qi Meng thought, but Ye Chen is not here, "This game is over."