Chapter 1651 Emperor Dao Tongming

Chapter 1651 The Emperor's Way

It was night, and Ye Chen left Hengyue without disturbing anyone.

The two elders of heaven and earth follow, hiding in nothingness and protecting them in secret.

Two quasi-emperor-level escorts, Ye Chen's face is not small, stepping on the sky and closing his eyes, he does not need divine sense, but uses his own spirit to know.

If Hongchen and Six Paths are nearby, he will definitely be aware of him. He is the root of the two, and there is a connection between them.

Looking from a distance, he looked like two or three years old, walking in the air, pink and chubby, and he was really cute.

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

Everyone in Chu knows that Ye Chen is rejuvenated and can reach the heavenly realm at the age of two or three. There is only Ye Chen in this land.

At some point, he left the world of monks and entered the world of mortals.

He opened his eyes only as he passed through the world.

Below, is a group of mountains, where he first met Shangguanyu, and it was here that he opened the skylight.

Three hundred years have passed, and everything is still the same. The scattered stones have been weathered by the years and gradually turned into loess.

Ye Chen rubbed his nose and smiled with a little embarrassment.

Those amazing things, so far only the two of them know, the cause and effect of a period of red dust, from the previous life to this life.

Flying over the mountains, it is the boundary of Zhao State. Xiyan was the princess of Zhao State in those days.

Three hundred years later, this country is no longer the Zhao country, the dynasty has changed, and the Zhao country of the past has become history.

A deep mountain, he fell from the sky, there are two tombs standing there, one is Xiyan's father and the other is Xiyan's mother.

In front of the tomb, the ever-bright musk is burning, which is the supernatural power of the monks. Needless to say, it was made by Xiyan.

Ye Chen stepped forward, and the three incense was lit and inserted in front of the tomb.

At that time, he took Xiyan to practice Taoism, and took their daughter away, and even in the battle between the gods and the devil, the white-haired man gave the black-haired man.

Now, their daughter is back, and they have long been asleep,

If you miss this before and after, you will be separated forever.

With a sigh, he left silently and went to the virtual sky again.

The world of mortals is no smaller than the world of monks, there are countless mortal kingdoms, wars are perennial, there are too many battlefields, and corpses are scattered everywhere.

When Ye Chen passed by, the two countries that were still at war couldn't help but stop and looked up at the sky, knowing that Ye Chen was an immortal.

Or to talk about the world of monks, it is difficult for mortals to understand, and when they are two or three years old, they fly in the sky, making people fascinated.

After a short pause, the two countries went to war again, and human life was like a must.

Ye Chen didn't care, the monks' world has the rules of the monk's world, and the mortal world has the rules of the mortal world, and intervention is the cause and effect.

He fell again, an ancient town in the mortal world.

In the ancient town, there is a simple garden with flying petals, the garden where Zhengye Xingchen and Saintess Xingyue got married.

Tragically, Ye Xingchen was killed by the Sword of Immortal Execution that day.

Afterwards, it caused even more blood calamities. Hong Chen, Chu Lingyu, and Chu Xuan died in that battle.

With a creak, the door of the small room opened, and a white-haired woman walked out, with a peerless and haggard face.

She is a cultivator, but she is dressed in plain clothes, just like the daughter-in-law of an ordinary commoner's family, ordinary, without the slightest evil spirit.

This woman, needless to say, is the Saintess of Xingyue.

Three hundred years of flowers withered and bloomed, a reincarnation, buried a lifetime of love, left a lifetime of mourning, still this small garden in the mortal world.

"I know, you will be here." Ye Chen smiled slightly.

"One day, he will come back." Saintess Xingyue twisted her hair, "No matter how long it takes, I will wait for him."

Ye Chen was silent, looking at Saint Xingyue, feeling guilty.

After looking for so many reincarnations, Ye Xingchen was not there, leaving the infatuated woman to wait for his return.

With another sigh, Ye Chen left, his back bleak.

How similar he is to Saintess Xingyue, she is waiting for Ye Xingchen, why is he not waiting for Chu Xuaner and Chu Linger.

How many people are like them. Although they have returned to their hometown, there are no people from the past, and they all live in memory.

In the silent night, he closed his eyes again, walked silently, crossed the mountains, passed the Cangyuan, like a tourist, like a preacher, all the way, never stopped.

The road he walked 300 years ago, he walks again tonight.

The difference is that in the past, it was the reincarnation of Da Chu, but this time, it was Liudao and Hongchen.

An ancient city for mortals, he settled in front of a tea stall.

He still remembered that, three hundred years ago, there was an old man selling tea here, the Master Lingzhen who had been abolished and cultivated.

Back then, he once stopped at this tea stall and drank a bowl of tea from Lingzhen, but the so-called cause and effect of the two worlds were solved.

Today's tea stall is still an old man, but it is not Lingzhen. He can see that it should be a descendant of Lingzhen.

There are not many enemies that can make him remember, such as Master Lingzhen, such as Yin Zhiping, such as Cheng Kun, even though the years are long, their figures are still wandering in the memory.

On this journey, he was drenched in blood and walked on blood and bones. It was a glorious time, and he would tell a story to future generations.

One last glance at the tea stall, he set foot on the night.

He didn't go back to the monk world, he was still in the mortal world, and there was a feeling that the world of mortals and the six realms would be in the mortal world.

Next, it was a long journey. He went from the Southern Chu Fan Realm to the Northern Chu Fan Realm, followed by the northern end of the Great Chu, bypassed the Northern Zhen Cangyuan, and went south all the way.

Unfortunately, no traces of the Six Paths and the Red Dust were noticed.

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

When night fell, he stepped onto a vast sea, belonging to the Panlong sea area, where land was hard to see, and more islands.

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

"There is yin and qi." For the first time, the two elders of heaven and earth stepped out of nothingness and stood beside Ye Chen on the left and the right.

Without the two of them reminding, Ye Chen also noticed something was wrong.

Although his cultivation base is low, his vision is still there. Those who have slaughtered the emperor, his perception is by no means below the quasi-emperor level.

Under the gaze of the three of them, waves appeared on the calm sea, and a mysterious and ancient force suddenly manifested.

Then, in the turbulent waves, two sarcophagi rose up, which were engraved with ancient runes, thick and cold.

"Emperor Dao psychic." Di Lao frowned and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"To be more precise, it is the emperor's way to the underworld." Tian Lao pondered, and saw it more thoroughly, and he could understand what kind of secret method it was.

Ye Chen looked calm and stared silently. It was a heaven-defying underworld technique, which could connect the underworld and invite powerful beings.

During the battle between the demons, Lin Shihua acted recklessly in order to save him, and summoned the deceased king of **** back.

This method, blaspheming the undead, has been listed as a forbidden technique since ancient times. Unless absolutely necessary, no one is willing to provoke the dead.

"In it, it must be a quasi-emperor." The old man said leisurely.

"I'm more curious, who used the Emperor Dao Tongming." Tian Lao let out a faint voice, and his consciousness spread out, looking for it inch by inch.

When the two were talking, the lids of the two sarcophagi had fallen down, revealing two people, standing straight in the coffins.

The sarcophagus on the left is middle-aged, with a stalwart figure and black hair like a waterfall, but his expression is dull, his eyes are empty, and he looks like a puppet.

On the right side of the sarcophagus is a young man with blood-haired hair, dust on his shoulders, and an air of ancient vicissitudes.

"Master of Qiankun, 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.

"It turned out to be the two great gods of ancient times." Tian Lao took a deep breath, "It should be my honor to see it this time."

"I don't know if I'm honored or not, but we should be caught in the trap." The dungeon glanced in all directions, and the misty clouds began to linger, covering the heavens and the earth, and reversing the yin and yang of good fortune.

"Different space." Tian Lao raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, "Dare to come to Da Chu to make trouble, the other party really has two brushes."

"Long time no see." Ye Chen, who had been silent for a long time, spoke lightly, looking straight ahead with calm eyes.

Hearing the words, the two elders of heaven and earth also looked sideways, aiming at the opposite nothingness.

In the hazy cloud and mist, a figure came slowly.

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

Her big eyes are clear, and her emotions are so indifferent that no one reveals that there is an ancient divine pattern engraved between her eyebrows, and the whole body is wrapped in a colorful glow.

She has come from a distant era, stepping on the long river of time, like a dream, without finding the opportunity, and unable to grasp the origin.

"Ruoxi." The old man's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and he recognized who it was at a glance, wasn't it that Ruoxi?

"No wonder Hongchen and Liudao came to Great Chu." Tian Lao said indifferently, "It seems that this time, it must be because of her."

Ruoxi didn't say a word, just staring at Ye Chen with a pair of indifferent eyes.

Ye Chen didn't speak either, and looked at Zhiyaotian, neither happy nor sad.

Three hundred years later, she still hasn't grown up, just like she used to be.

Three hundred years later, he was rejuvenated, similar to her age.

This picture is very strange. Whether it is Ruoxi or Ye Chen, they both look like two or three years old, and their expressions are not disturbed.

The cause and effect of the two of them should have been a long time ago.

"It would be good if the two of them had a baby kiss." The old man stroked his beard and uttered such a sentence.

"I have a husband and wife since childhood, and the old man is very optimistic about them." Tian Lao patted the dust on his shoulders and said earnestly.

"Aren't we a little distracted when we talk like this?" Dungeon coughed dryly, with a meaningful expression on his face.

"Really." Tian Lao was serious, stared at Ruoxi, and said lightly, "Girl, who are you?"

"I underestimated you." Ruoxi finally spoke, her words were like the sound of nature, beautiful and beautiful, with a kind of magic.

However, what she said was not to the two elders of heaven and earth, but to Ye Chen. In one sentence, there are many deep meanings.

"Have you ever looked at me highly." Ye Chen's words were flat.

He said this not to Ruoxi, but to the Sword of Immortal Execution who controls Ruoxi, knowing that the Sword of Immortal Execution is in her body.

For Zhu Xianjian, he hated more, a piercing hatred, and it was because of it that Chu Xuan'er felt guilty for killing her.

It is precisely it that destroyed Chen Zhan, that is the ancestor of the Holy Body, this is a monstrous blood debt, and he does not remember it all the time.

There is also the female emperor in Di Jue's artistic conception, who was also beheaded by her, the emperor's soldiers were broken, and the emperor's body also ended dimly.

"Today, dust returns to dust, and earth returns to earth." Ruoxi raised her hand and made a seal with one hand, opening the seal of Emperor of the Five Elements and Lord of Qiankun.