The First Thousand Four Hundred and Thirty-Four Chapters

Chapter 1434 People can't look at their appearance

"That is the real person of Jiuxiao." King Qi was still introducing, referring to an old man with a fairy style and a bone. "He is a talented person, and he is the youngest quasi emperor in the Xuanhuang Continent today."

"The youngest quasi emperor, how young." Ye Chen raised his head and looked over, the old man was born Zhou Zheng, with a slender body, just like a teacher, with an indifferent temperament, without the slightest hostility, Like an amiable grandfather.

"Only three thousand years old, so young enough!" King Qi grabbed another peach and stuffed it into his arms.

"Xuanhuang is really talented!" Rao is Ye Chen's determination, and he can't help but sigh. Three thousand years old is the quasi emperor. If he is not careful, he will be crowned emperor.

"Little donkey, bring me your wine." When the two of them were talking, something out of place sounded. It was a jade table next to them, and a drunkard with disheveled hair was sitting. He was drunk. , and occasionally hiccups.

"Hey." King Qi quit his job and glanced sideways at the drunk man, "How dare you be so arrogant when you ask us for wine, I have been in the wild for hundreds of years, I have never seen your name."

"He is a quasi-emperor, the kind that hangs the sky." Ye Chen passed a sentence to King Qi.

"Come on uncle, have a drink." Qi Wang's face became extremely fast, and he walked over with a jug in his arms, filling a glass for the drunk, how docile and docile he must be laughing.

As for King Qi's flattery, the drunkard directly ignored it and just held the jug to drink. The peach on the table didn't move, but the fine wine was jug after jug.

Compared with the Qi King's servant, Ye Chen was much calmer. He was wearing a six-path immortal eye. When he sat down, he could see the drunken man's cultivation, but he pretended not to know, and everything just went with the flow.

He is very clear that compared to the real person of Jiuxiao, this drunk is the real terror, and the quasi-emperor is also divided into strong and weak. Although the two are of the same quasi-emperor level, the gap is not so big.

"You can't look like a person!" Although Ye Chen didn't change his face, he was full of sighs in his heart. Who would have thought that a drunkard who was addicted to alcohol would be a terrifying quasi emperor.

"He's Wine Sword Immortal." Xu Shi knew that Ye Chen was curious, and Ji Ningshuang made a sound transmission.

"The road name Jiujianxian, he is related to the sword gods of the heavens." Ye Chen asked immediately.

"Senior Brother Sword God." Ji Ningshuang smiled softly, "The Emperor has only two disciples in his life, one is the Sword God of the Heavens, and the other is the Wine Sword Immortal.

All are myths. "

"It's really clumsy." Ye Chen glanced at the drunken sword immortal, the brother of the mythology of the heavens, and the disciple of Emperor Xianwu. Any one of these two relationships can shock the world. It is the real God, and it is still ashes.

"Don't mess with him, he's not very good-tempered." Ji Ningshuang reminded kindly.

"Ask you to ask something." Ye Chen looked at Ji Ningshuang in the distance, "Do you know what the Emperor Xianwu looks like, or whether there is a portrait of the Emperor in your Yaochi Holy Land."

"The only people who have seen the emperor's true appearance are the Sword God and the Wine Sword Immortal." Ji Ningshuang said slowly, "It is said that the emperor has worn a mask since he cultivated Taoism, and it is the same until he is enthroned as an emperor."

"That's really a pity." Ye Chen murmured and looked at Jiujianxian again.

Since he is a disciple of Emperor Zun, he must have seen Emperor Zun's true face, and he looks exactly like Xianwu Emperor Zun, but Jiujian Xian is not curious about him at all, just drinking with a jug.

He really can't see through the wine sword fairy, just like the sword gods of the heavens. The closer you are to the emperor, the more terrifying you are to be suppressed by the emperor.

Here, Qi Wang, who had a hot face and a cold butt, came back and smiled awkwardly. He wanted to get close to Jiujianxian, but Jiujianxian only cared about drinking and ignored him at all.

Ye Chen slowly took his thoughts away, while drinking quietly, he casually swept over everyone present. Those who can come to the Yaochi event are not ordinary people. There are no less than twenty emperors, and more than half of them are very low-key. Just like the wine sword fairy sitting in the back.

After taking a look around, he looked at Ji Ningshuang suspiciously again, "Yaochi Holy Land even invited the ancient nine tribes, why don't you see Kunlunxu, Jiuhuangtian, Daxia Dynasty, Temple and Daluotian? Or maybe you didn't invite them at all."

"They closed the mountain a hundred years ago, and all the disciples outside have been recalled, completely isolated from the outside world." Ji Ningshuang explained, "I heard from the fairy mother, it seems that something has happened."

"The peak powerhouses have all gone to Da Chu, so has the mountain gate been sealed?" Ye Chen groaned.

Ji Ningshuang didn't transmit the sound again, but supported the chin in both hands and admired the fairy man dance. If it wasn't for the fairy mother who told her to be normal, she would have already taken out the ancient book and immersed herself in it.

Ye Chen was also silent, wanting to eat a peach, but found that the peach on the table was gone.

Helpless, he had to consciously put his hand into King Qi's arms, and after fiddling for a while, he took out a big peach from the inside, and he didn't forget to wash it with clean water when he was done.

The taste of pan peach is still extremely delicious, fragrant, and it melts in the mouth. It contains pure spiritual source. It is eaten by monks and refined into the body.

For this alone, Ye Chen took a high point towards Yaochi Holy Land, and was willing to take out such a fairy fruit and enjoy it with the Quartet. It can be seen that his mind is different.

Speaking of this pan peach, it also has a lot of origins with the Empress of Yaochi. She planted the first pan peach tree in the holy place of Yaochi, and she was the place where the pan peach tree was planted, creating the holy land of Yaochi, endless years, a pan peach tree before eternity , has grown over the entire Yaochi Xianshan.

The so-called Yaochi event also started from that era, when the Empress of Yaochi was still alive, and all the tribes worshipped.

However, with the passage of time and countless vicissitudes, the era of Yaochi has gradually faded into the dust of history. Although the inheritance of the sacred place of Yaochi is still there, the grand gathering of Yaochi cannot reproduce the glory of the worship of all ethnic groups in the past. The Empress of Yaochi has finally become. legend.

While playing the flute, Ye Chen chewed the leftover peach pit, and then swallowed it into his stomach. When he was done, he put his hand into King Qi's arms again, and took out another peach.

King Qi's donkey's face turned black, so he took two of them and prepared to take them back to study, but he didn't think that Ye Chen would give him a nest, and he didn't even give him the rest of the peach pits. You are not angry.

In the clouds, the dancing fairies of Yaochi have bowed down, causing a lot of applause.

And as the Yaochi dancers left the stage, a faint voice resounded through the event, "The ancient sacred body has been hard to come by for 100,000 years. I don't know if I can appreciate the light and learn from it. It's also a wish of mine."

"The Desolate Holy Body?" Too many people were surprised, and looked sideways at the Eighth Prince of the Phoenix Clan, because the faint words earlier came from his mouth.

"The Desolate Holy Body is here?" Many people were looking around, especially God Son of Heaven's Punishment and God Son of Cangling. When they heard the word Holy Body, their faces suddenly turned hideous.

"Ye Chen, you dare to accept my challenge." The Phoenix God smiled, raised his hand and popped out a fairy light, and went straight to the opposite Ye Chen. He didn't stop until half a zhang away from Ye Chen, turning into a page On the paper, three big characters suddenly stood out: Challenge Book.

"He's the Desolate Holy Body?" Everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Chen. No matter how stupid he was at this moment, he could already see the clue. The person the Phoenix God wanted to challenge was the Holy Body.

"Is it possible that the son of God has recognized the wrong person, I have a mortal fetus, but it is not a desolate holy body." Ye Chen smiled leisurely, waved his hand at will, and erased the challenge book at will.

"Pretend to be a ghost. As early as the moment you entered the Immortal Mountain, this princess has already recognized you." Feng Xian'er sneered, "Don't think that you can hide your face with a secret method."

"Princess Phoenix, what are you talking about, I don't understand." Ye Chen smiled and shrugged.

"Then let you take a look at this." Feng Xian'er smiled slyly, flicked her jade hand gently, and saw a phoenix phantom in Ye Chen's body manifesting, turning into a mysterious mark.

"When was this planted?" Ye Chen scolded secretly, "I didn't notice it."

"Don't admit it yet?" Feng Xian'er snorted coldly, "It's pointless to cover up."

"Recognize it." Ye Chen shook his head helplessly, and finally showed his true face. Although he could continue to act, it was basically useless, because Feng Xian'er had already decided that he was Ye Chen, and since he did, he would not admit it. , how could she give up, it will only add to the trouble.