Chapter 1261 I Can Try

Flying into the fairy mountain, Ye Chen kept looking around, and found the location of the reincarnated person very accurately.

After sweeping around, his eyes fell deep in the fairy mountain.

It was a closed cave, and he seemed to be able to see a young girl sitting cross-legged inside through the seal and many mountain peaks. It was as clear as he remembered. ,

Looking at it, Ye Chen withdrew his gaze, and fell in front of a large hall with the old man in purple and Ji Ruxue.

People from the Ji family came out to welcome them, and many flew from other directions. Seeing that the old man in purple and Ji Ruxue were safe and sound, they all breathed a sigh of relief, "It's a blessing among misfortunes that you can return safely."

"Fortunately, this little friend rescued me." The old man in purple looked at Ye Chen gratefully.

"My dear friend, the Ji family will never forget it." All the elders bowed their hands to Ye Chen sincerely.

"Easy to do."

"Third uncle, how is grandpa?" Ji Ruxue hurriedly looked at one of the old people.

"It has evolved into a Tao injury." The old man sighed helplessly.

"Tao...Tao injury." Ji Ruxue's delicate body trembled, her pretty face turned pale, and her jade hands clenched tightly, "I have worked so hard to find the good luck ganoderma, but I still can't catch up. "

"Damn bloodthirsty sect." The purple-clothed old man's fists slammed against me, and his eyes were still radiating coldness. "If they hadn't surrounded and killed me, Xue'er and I would have been able to come back early."

"Perhaps this is the fate in the dark." All the old people sighed.

"Perhaps, I can try." Ye Chen said, "If the seniors of the Ji family are only hurt by Taoism, I think I have a way."

"You...you have a solution?" A group of murderous Ji family members all looked at Ye Chen. Even the saints were helpless. They didn't know where Ye Chen had the confidence to say this.

"Maybe let me try."

"this......"

"Fellow Daoist, follow me." Ji Ruxue pulled Ye Chen up and headed straight for a bamboo forest in Xianshan Mountain. A group of old guys followed after her, all with strong hopes in their hearts.

Soon, everyone landed outside a bamboo forest one after another.

Huh?

After falling, Ye Chen let out a slight sigh, and his eyes fell on a round stone outside the bamboo forest. It was crystal clear and radiant with celestial light. It was a stone with spirituality.

interesting!

Ye Chen rubbed his chin with a strange look on his face, because this spirited stone was also a reincarnated person, and he didn't count it before, because the stone concealed a certain kind of aura.

Fellow?

Seeing Ye Chen staring at the stone, Ji Ruxue called tentatively.

Heal the injury!

Ye Chen smiled awkwardly, and following Ji Ruxue into the bamboo forest, a group of old guys followed.

The bamboo forest is very quiet and full of spiritual energy, it is a good place for cultivation.

In the depths covered by the bamboo is a row of bamboo houses, in front of the bamboo house is a stone table, sitting in front of the stone table is a white-haired old man, he is the ancestor of the Ji family and the only saint of the Ji family.

"I've seen the ancestor." Ji Ruxue and Ji's family members also saluted one after another, with worried expressions on their faces.

"I'm fine." Seeing everyone's worries, the patriarch of the Ji family gave a relieved smile, his smile was gentle and kind, but the sickness on his face betrayed him. Inadvertently, a wisp of blood spilled out.

"This little friend is...

"The patriarch of the Ji family put his cloudy old eyes on Ye Chen.

"Junior Ye Chen, I have met senior." Ye Chen stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

"Ye Chen, what a good name." The patriarch of the Ji family smiled gently, but there was a flash of deep meaning in his eyes, as if he had seen through the extraordinary blood of Ye Chen. As for what kind of blood, he had never seen it.

"Grandpa, he said he can heal your wounds." Ji Ruxue hurried forward.

"Oh?" The patriarch of the Ji family was surprised, and looked at Ye Chen, "Little friend, take this seriously."

"Let's see." Ye Chen smiled, and held the wrist of the ancestor of the Ji family in a dignified manner, feeling his pulse like a doctor, but in fact he was peeping at the ancestor of the Ji family's natal soul with fairy eyes.

The patriarch of the Ji family still didn't believe it, but he still let Ye Chen take his pulse.

Ji Ruxue and the others also looked at Ye Chen expectantly, hoping that this extraordinary young man could surprise them.

Here, Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw the scars on the Primordial Spirit of the ancestor of the Ji family. Perhaps it was a Taoist wound that evolved not long ago, so the scars were not as overbearing as imagined.

It's just that it wasn't the Dao injury of the ancestor of the Ji family that made him frown, but another kind of terrible scar.

I don't know how long it took before Ye Chen withdrew his palm.

how!

Ji Ruxue and the powerful members of the Ji family looked at Ye Chen one after another.

But Ye Chen looked at the ancestor of the Ji family, "Senior, did you provoke an existence that you should not provoke?"

As soon as the words came out, the ancestor of the Ji family frowned slightly, but soon returned to normal, shook his head with a sigh, and did not hide it, "As my little friend said, peeping into the existence that shouldn't be peeping, so that I suffered Backlash, coupled with the dark wounds in the early years, has evolved into Dao Mark."

"It should be a quasi-emperor, and not just an ordinary quasi-emperor." Ye Chen touched his chin.

"Little friend, you surprised me." The patriarch of the Ji family looked at Ye Chen with a smile.

"Seniors are absurd."

"Then there is a way, little friend." The strong members of the Ji family asked hastily.

"I can cure the injury of the Dao, but there is nothing I can do about Emperor Zhun's backlash." Ye Chen shook his head helplessly.

"Little friend can really heal Dao injuries?" The ancestor of the Ji family looked at Ye Chen tentatively.

"It's a piece of cake." Ye Chen smiled, "During this journey, there are more than a dozen wounds healed."

"No...not a dozen?" Ye Chen's words made everyone present, including the ancestor of the Ji family, stunned for a moment. When did the Taoist injury be so easy to treat, and it became so easy to fall into your mouth.

"You guys wait outside first." The ancestor of the Ji family, who was the first to react, waved his hand with a smile.

"Okay." The strong Ji family turned around in a hurry and exited the small bamboo forest one after another. Before leaving, they didn't forget to glance at Ye Chen expectantly. A genius remembers 噺バ一Chinese in a second m.x/8/1/z/w.c/o/m/

After walking out of the bamboo forest, all the old fellows looked at the old man in purple, "Sixth, what is the origin of that little boy?"

"He said he was Yan'er's old friend." The purple-clothed old man said, "Don't underestimate him. His combat power cannot be suppressed by a saint. In less than a minute, he wiped out three quasi-sages and a dozen emperors from the Bloodthirsty Sect." I have practiced Taoism for two thousand years, and I have never seen such a domineering junior."

"Three quasi-sages, more than a dozen peak emperors, him?"

"You think I'm joking?" The old man in purple took a deep breath, "He's stronger than we thought."

"What I'm concerned about now is whether he can really cure the old ancestor's Taoist injury." An elder said worriedly, "If he can't cure it, the old ancestor will probably fall into the realm of a saint, and the bloodthirsty sect will definitely invade."

While everyone was talking, Ye Chen in the bamboo forest had already sacrificed the sky thunder.

Seeing the thunder in Ye Chen's hand, the ancestor of the Ji family narrowed his eyes again, as if he could see the origin of the thunder at a glance, with the power of divine punishment, it must be the thunder in the sky.

"Senior, I want to ask you something." Ye Chen said, and shot the black sky thunder into the body of the ancestor of the Ji family, wrapped the soul of the ancestor of the Ji family, and found the scars of the Tao very accurately.

The patriarch of the Ji family let out a muffled groan, and a look of pain appeared on his old face, "My little friend, it's okay to ask."

"Great Chu, Zhutian Gate, Daluo Zhutian, Jiuhuangtian, Kunlun Xu, Great and Small Dynasties, Temple, Xuanhuang Continent, Chuhuang, Moon Emperor, Yanhuang, Sky Burial Emperor, Donghuang, Xuanhuang, Chenhuang, Zhanwang , Taiwang, Sword God of the Heavens, Dan Zun, Donghuang Taixin..." Ye Chen said a lot in one breath, and then he looked at the ancestor of the Ji family, "What the younger generation said Seniors have heard of this."

"The sword gods of the heavens have heard it, it is the myth of the heavens." The patriarch of the Ji family stroked his beard, "The Eastern Emperor has also heard it, the ancestors of the Tianfu God Dynasty, Dan Zun only knows a little bit about the existence of alchemy. That Donghuang Taixin you mentioned..."

The patriarch of the Ji family couldn't help rubbing his brows as he spoke, "This name sounds familiar, as if I've heard it mentioned by an elder."

"She is the goddess of Kunlunxu."

"I don't know this old man." The patriarch of the Ji family shook his head. starter

"Senior, do you know where to find the Eastern Emperor, the Sword Gods of the Heavens, and Dan Zun." Ye Chen looked at the ancestor of the Ji family expectantly.

"Eastern Emperor and Dan Zun don't know." The patriarch of the Ji family said slowly, "As for the sword gods of the heavens, you can go to the Da Luo Sword Sect to inquire. They have a great relationship with the sword gods since ancient times."

"Thank you senior for letting me know." Ye Chen said, and took out a scroll with a flick of his hand, which was Chu Xuan's scroll. "Senior, I have seen a woman in the painting."

The patriarch of the Ji family glanced up and down, especially at the immortal jade ring Chu Xuanyu was wearing. Looking at it, he had a strange expression, "Little friend, what is your relationship with the woman in the painting?"

"She is my wife." Ye Chen said immediately.

"Your wife?" The Ji family patriarch's expression became even more strange.

"Senior has seen her, right?" Ye Chen suppressed his excitement and looked at the ancestor of the Ji family without squinting.

"See... I've seen." The patriarch of the Ji family coughed dryly, smiled a little awkwardly, and subconsciously touched his old face, "If you say that her master has a bad temper, it was a coincidence that the old man was in the past. Just got beaten up."