The First Thousand Four Hundred and Eighteenth Chapters Stand Sanctified

Chapter 1418: On-site sanctification

In the middle of the night, Ye Chen landed in an ancient city and rented a small garden for a thousand source stones.

At this point, he released the red dust, and even the demon king and the others were released together.

The red dust is still dull, his eyes are empty, and he sits motionless, like a statue carved in stone, as if he is indifferent to everything in this world, even more silent than death.

Ye Chen watched quietly, without squinting, and was extremely sure that Hong Chen was a quasi-sage, with no immortal eyes, no special blood, just an ordinary monk who could no longer be ordinary.

Suddenly, he opened his immortal eyes and stared at Hongchen's Divine Sea, but what made his eyes narrow was that Hongchen's Divine Sea was actually chaotic, and even his immortal eyes couldn't see through it.

In addition to these, he could also vaguely perceive a mysterious power lurking in the body of Hongchen, which suddenly appeared and disappeared.

"It's not Shenxuanfeng, it should be Hongchen." The demon king was also watching, his eyes were full of deep meaning.

"The same quasi-sage, his combat power is never below Ye Chen." The Blood King groaned.

"Sun and Moon God Son can take him down because he didn't resist. If he resists, he can suppress Sun and Moon God Son with one palm." The Ghost King took a deep breath, "I can't see through him at all."

"Hong Chen?" When the three of them pondered, Ye Chen had bent down and called out to Hong Chen tentatively, but Hong Chen was indifferent and sat there blankly, like a dusty ice sculpture.

"You still remember Chu Linger and Chu Xuaner." Ye Chen didn't give up, his tone was as slow and calm as possible, "You still remember your wife Chu Lingyu, your disciple Hong Chenxue."

This time, Hong Chen reacted, and there was a flash of confusion in his empty eyes, but he fell into a dull moment again, no matter how Ye Chen called, there was no response at all.

Ye Chen frowned, the red dust of today is the same as the red dust of the previous life. Even if he is reincarnated, he still cannot escape the backlash of time and space. His memory and wisdom are not tolerated by this world, and he is really like an emotionless walking corpse. , wandering between heaven and earth.

He didn't call again, but sacrificed a powerful seal, confining the red dust in place.

"What's the matter with him?" The unidentified demon king looked away from Hongchen and looked at Ye Chen in confusion, "Could it be that something went wrong during reincarnation?"

"you can say it this way.

"Ye Chen nodded lightly, but did not reveal the secrets between him and Hong Chen. Even if he did, the demon king and the others might not believe it, because the matter itself was unconventional.

"It's mysterious when it involves reincarnation." The three of them frowned, all helpless.

"Don't talk about red dust, talk about reincarnated people." Ye Chen said, and he had already sacrificed a mountain of jade slips, "Each piece of jade slips has a memory fairy light sealed, I need three seniors to help me find reincarnation. People, if you see similar people, you can crush the jade slips to test."

"It's easy to talk about it." The three were not contrived people, and each received a third of the jade slips.

"It will take a long time for Da Chu to return. The three seniors must keep a low profile in their actions, at least before the return of the nine emperors of Da Chu, don't be too public." Ye Chen continued.

"You mean the Nine Emperors of Great Chu?" The three kings frowned at Ye Chen, "Are they still alive?"

"Alive." Ye Chen smiled and said the ancient secrets, "In the past, the nine emperors of Great Chu did not die, but left Great Chu and came to the heavens and the world. A hundred years ago, the emperors and the heavens Sword God and many strong men went to Da Chu and are on their way back now."

"I'm still alive, good." The three kings applauded in unison, with a radiance in their excited eyes, "I lost to them in my previous life, and I must compete with them in this life."

"This seems to be a bit difficult." Ye Chen coughed dryly.

"Why, can't you see us?"

"I'm afraid that the three of them will be beaten." Ye Chen pinched his ears.

"Not sure who beats whom?" The three kings snorted coldly.

"The Nine Emperors of Great Chu, without exception, are all quasi emperors...the pinnacle."

"Why don't we find the reincarnated person!"

"Well, it's reliable."

"It's important to find the reincarnated person." With a word from Ye Chen, the three kings turned their heads and left, but there was no warning, and they were still fighting for the level and the thread! At the peak of the quasi-emperor, it is only one step away from the emperor. What kind of existence is that? It's embarrassing to be able to collapse them with one fart.

"Old man figured it out, this is also three funny." Looking at the three kings who were running faster than a rabbit, Ye Chen couldn't help but touched his chin meaningfully, embarrassed.

In a twinkling of an eye, the three kings were gone, they were indeed running slowly, and their posture was domineering.

Ye Chen closed his eyes and looked at Hong Chen again.

The red dust, like this rolling red dust, has gone against the time and space, stepped on the cycle, the body is devastated, and the memories riddled with holes have long been buried in the reincarnation of time and space.

For some reason, looking at the future self, Ye Chen felt a pain in his heart. The future God of War in the Eight Wildernesses is now like a walking corpse, a hero is dying, or the years are too ruthless.

In the future, he should also watch his relatives, lovers, disciples, brothers, and ancestors die one by one in the starry sky. Looking around, he is the only one left to fight alone.

He understood that kind of pain better than anyone, and he could even see the sad scene: the eight-wild god of war with white hair, carrying the blood debt of the common people, embarked on a journey against the sky to change course, only willing to serve the future generations. Fight for a future, even if you lose the most precious memory.

The breeze blew gently, stirring Hong Chen's long hair and Ye Chen's state of mind.

Ye Chen turned around and looked up at the vast starry sky quietly. He made up his mind to go to the Holy Land of Yaochi for a while. If he was not in good order, he ran into Chu Lingyu. She is a disciple of the sword god of the heavens, and 80% will also go, if you are lucky , maybe you can still see the red dust and snow of Zhong Xiao.

This is a love that spans time and space. Whether it's Chu Lingyu or Zhong Xiao Hongchenxue, he will bring this hope to them, and I hope they can continue their fortunes in the world.

I don't know when, Ye Chen suddenly turned around, crossed his knees beside Hong Chen, and closed his eyes quietly.

The night is still quiet.

The dazzling stars continued to pour on the two of them.

Who would have thought that Ye Chen from two time and space would actually sit cross-legged in the same small garden under a quiet night, one with a clear mind and the other in a daze, but their existence perfectly explained a pathetic path. Walking in the sky, you will get old when you walk.

Time, passing by quietly, passed the dawn and ushered in the silent night again.

Under the moonlight, Hong Chen's body trembled slightly, and the dazzling fairy light wrapped around his body.

Ye Chen was awakened and turned his head suddenly, but was swayed by the fairy light on Hong Chen's body. Rao was his cultivation, but his eyes were smeared by the shaking, and the sea of ​​​​shen was also buzzing.

When he regained his vision, what he saw was an astonishing scene. The banned Hongchen got up, ignoring the seal, and the whole person was bathed in starlight, dazzling.

What is scary is not these, but the cultivation base of Hongchen, which is actually an advanced saint in an instant.

Ye Chen was indeed shocked, the quasi-sage to the saint was to survive the five calamities of heaven and man, but the red dust was actually sanctified on the ground, and the so-called five declines of heaven and man became a decoration for him.

The red dust moved, raised stiff footsteps, and walked out of the small garden in one step.

Seeing this, Ye Chen shrank and chased out, stretched out his palm, and grabbed Hong Chen.

However, his speed was still a bit slower. Before that palm could touch Hong Chen's body, Hong Chen had already escaped eight thousand feet, and all he could touch was the afterimage of Hong Chen.

Without thinking too much, he opened his escape again, with deep eyes, staring at the red dust in front of him, the red dust took a step, and he followed a step, for fear that he would lose the person inadvertently.

The next scene is bizarre enough. Hong Chen's body becomes sometimes illusory and sometimes solid. Every time he lifts his foot, it is a simple step, and the distance that can be crossed is beyond the speed of Ye Chen, so that he can't reach the front and back. Three breaths, it has been thrown a long way.

In this way, the two of them, one after the other, like a fairy light and a divine light, crossed the mountains and rivers, and crossed the valley and Cangyuan, adding two splendid colors to the deep night sky.

It can be seen that the speed that Ye Chen was proud of was completely crushed by the red dust.

For three days, for three whole days, the two of them did not stop, and they crossed the mountains and rivers of nearly 10,000,000 kilometers. Rao was the majestic blood of Ye Chenhuang's ancient sacred body, and they also became wilted in the pursuit.

Seeing that the distance between him and Hong Chen is still getting further and further away, Ye Chen's eyes have turned blood red, and he has never felt that chasing someone is so difficult. Hong Chen is so illusory, although he has always been in his sight, it seems It's farther than a dream, and it's beyond reach.

It was not until the night of the fourth day that the hurricane Ye Chen slowly stopped, panting violently.

He didn't stop because he was tired, but there was no trace of the red dust in front of him, and after chasing after him, it was gone, and he couldn't find the slightest breath in the world, as if the world had evaporated.

Bullshit!

Ye Chen cursed secretly, swallowed a handful of medicinal pills, looked for one side, and shouted all the way.

This search took another three days. Hongchen didn't find it, but found a lot of reincarnated people. He consciously sent them out to find other reincarnated people. It was best to spread them out.

Ahead, there is a reappearance of the mountain, and he dragged his weary pace into it.

Eh?

As soon as he walked in, his eyes lit up, but he did not find the red dust, but the reincarnation.

Looking from a distance, it was a scholar with a book basket on his back, as if he had passed this mountain on his way to Beijing to take the exam, and he was very diligent, holding an ancient book in his hand, and he did not forget to read it while walking.

The scholar was a little weak, and even said that he was petite. At first glance, he looked like a bitch. In other words, he was a bitch himself, a scholar disguised as a man.

"Reincarnation is in the past and present, do you still like women to disguise as men?" Ye Chen smiled, with vicissitudes and complexity in his smile, as if recalling an ancient past.

"Ye Chen, if there is an afterlife, you can promise me a lifetime of love." Looking at the scholar, these poignant words suddenly sounded in his ears. It was fixed in Dan City two hundred years ago, and she was a woman of peerless elegance. , her name is Ji Ningshuang, she was the last person to stand in front of him during the anti-magic war, and the last woman to die in his arms.