Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

The Second Thousand One Hundred and Fifty-Three Chapters of the Human Road

Chapter 2153 Human Road

In the early morning, Zhuxian Town is warm and warm, reflecting the morning light.

Among the bustling crowd, Ye Chen came with his clothes, old friends died one after another, but he couldn't stop his fortune-telling.

Thirty-six years later, he is also old, with gray hair and an unusually long beard.

At this moment, there is no need to use disguise anymore, he is a real old man, the wasted years can't hide his old state, and one day, he will return to his roots.

As people get older, their brains become more and more confused. Sitting there, they will always be dumbfounded.

So that when someone came, he didn't even know it.

In front of the fortune-telling table, stood a woman, dressed in blue clothes, not causing dust, her eyes were clean, as clear as water, and she was looking at him tentatively at the moment, "Holy Lord, is that you?"

Hearing the sound, Ye Chen raised his head and saw a familiar face.

That is Saintess Xingyue, a person from Xingyue Palace in the previous life.

Speaking of her, it always reminds people of another person: Ye Xingchen. Back then, Ye Xingchen made a lot of noises for her. However, good luck made people, they thought they were ordinary, but because of the Sword of Immortal Execution, what should have been a beautiful marriage was broken.

Ye Chen still remembers that bloody scene back then. The bloody Ye Xingchen was lying in the arms of Saint Xingyue, how miserable the picture was.

"It's really you." Saintess Xingyue said excitedly. Although Ye Chen looked old, but as a cultivator, she recognized it at a glance. She never thought that she would be in a mortal ancient star and be shocked to see The tenth emperor of the Great Chu, here is far from his hometown, I don't know how many star fields.

"Don't come here and be safe." Ye Chen smiled gently. It's not surprising to see Saintess Xingyue here. Today, she is very similar to Long Wu back then. Long Wu was looking for the reincarnated Oriental Jade Spirit, and she, She is also looking for her reincarnation, Ye Xingchen.

Saintess Xingyue also smiled, with water mist in her eyes, she looked at Ye Chen like that, Ye Xingchen is Ye Chen's Taoist body, since she looks exactly the same as the deity, looking at Ye Chen today is like looking at Ye Chen Ye Xingchen back then.

After three or five seconds, she hurriedly wiped away her tears and wondered, "Why is the Holy Master here, how can you be so old, and what about your cultivation base? What about your origin and bloodline?"

"Cultivation of Huafan." Ye Chen smiled.

"No wonder.

"The Saintess of Xingyue whispered, she could see the seal in Ye Chen's body, the level is very high, which is rare in the world, and she can't solve it with her current Taoism.

"Take a break when you are tired." Ye Chen sighed, the cheeks of Saint Xingyue were really haggard, and most of the time to find Ye Xingchen was all the way. Unfortunately, so many reincarnated people have found them, but there is no Ye Xingchen. There are the King of Swords, King Ouyang, Duguao, Nangongyue, Huwa, Shenxuanfeng... There are too many people, even he himself does not know, where did those great Chu Yinghun reincarnated, and whether they were reincarnated or not. in the world.

"I will find it." Goddess Xingyue laughed with tears, which was her lifelong belief.

The old friends met, and only a few words were spoken.

Before night fell, Saintess Xingyue left and embarked on a journey to find Ye Xingchen. Her beautiful back was particularly lonely in the dust of the years.

Ye Chen also left, carrying a fortune-telling outfit, and walked to the small garden.

For many years after that, he lived like this, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, like an emotionless walking corpse, repeating the same thing every day.

Years are like knives, another ten years.

Emperor Han died, the new emperor succeeded the throne, and it was an imperial decree to amnesty the world. It was affixed to every ancient city.

For ten years, Ye Chen has not been out of Zhuxian Town, no matter the spring, autumn, winter or summer, he has never been absent, fortune-telling for all kinds of people, there are killers, assassins, princes and generals, and farmers and hunters, who have gone through the vicissitudes of life, see More human beings.

Times are changing, and so is he, getting older.

On the bustling street, the figures of an old man and a small man are very eye-catching.

It was Yang Fan and Xiao Yang Lan.

That's right, Yang Fan is also old, the only thing that doesn't change is Xiao Yang Lan. Who would have thought that that little girl would be Yang Fan's younger sister. In the eyes of the world, she is like a child who is not old, not eroded by time, forever It doesn't grow up, it's always two or three years old.

She was still so sensible, and ran to deliver buns to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen smiled gently, like an amiable grandfather.

Ten years later, this little girl probably doesn't remember who her parents are, and the seal in her body still hasn't loosened.

The two left, went outside the town, and went to pay their respects to their parents.

In the fiftieth year, the demon came and sealed the reincarnation of Qi, who was about to die of illness, with his great supernatural powers. After that, he disappeared without a trace, not even leaving a word before leaving.

In the 60th year, someone from the Yueyue Palace came. She was the ninth-generation palace lord and came to pay homage to Xia Lan. She was also a woman of peerless elegance, but she was destined to be alone for a lifetime.

In the seventieth year, a new generation of martial arts leader came to visit his martial arts myth. He offended and asked for a trick.

In the 70th year, Yang Fan smiled and went to Huangquan Road. He was holding Ye Chen's hand tightly when he was dying. It was the Ye Chen who changed his life. If it wasn't for the shelter in the past, he would have starved to death. On the streets, there will be no more children and grandchildren today.

The moment he closed his eyes, Xiao Yang Lan burst into tears.

Ye Chen turned around without saying a word, walked out of the room with an old pace.

Back then, it was Elder Yang Ge who he sent away.

Now, it was him again who sent Yang Fan away.

He is really an old monster. He has lived and died for two generations. Even the emperor of the Han Dynasty has changed three times. In his old back, the vicissitudes of the years are reflected.

Ten years of spring and autumn, ten years of winter and summer, ten years of flowers wither and bloom.

In the blink of an eye, it was another thirty years. It had been nearly a hundred years since he came to Zhuxian Town.

This hundred years is the life of a mortal.

Ye Chen sat quietly at the fortune-telling table, and looked around, the bustling street, half of the people from the past had no longer seen, year after year, he watched them with his own eyes, one by one died of old age, and every time it was quiet at night, he would ask Serve good wine, take paper money, go to the grave to worship, chat with old friends, and tell them about the younger generation today.

Zhuxian Town is still the former Zhuxian Town.

And his existence, but a good exposition, what is right and wrong.

At this moment, he smiled, and the smile was very vicissitudes.

At this moment, he really understood, understood the meaning of the King of Humans, and only after experiencing the life of a mortal, did he understand the true meaning of Tao.

The Tao of the mortal world is also the Tao, and it is the Tao of the human world.

He had an epiphany, penetrated the human way, the old state of mind, and nirvana again.

In the process of transformation, as a half-immortal, he really touched the bottleneck of the great sage. As long as the demons unseal the seal, he can immediately seal the great sage. The gift, this practice, is more precious than the one from Emperor Tu.

Suddenly, snow began to fall from the sky, and the white cage twilighted the world.

People on the street all hurriedly left with their hands in their hands. When passing by Ye Chen, they did not forget to stop. May Ye Chen close the stall sooner and go to the house to warm up and not freeze.

Ye Chen waved his hand gently, it wasn't that he was not cold, he was old and tired. After waiting for a hundred years, he didn't want to move his footsteps. Tired, he lay on the table weakly, closed his old eyes, and let the heavy snow fall. In the swirling, cold wind, he stood still, and the falling snow stained his clothes, but the traces of the vicissitudes of his body could not be concealed.

In the snow, a wisp of wind blew, carrying the fragrance of the woman.

Ye Chen knew that the woman in the dream was here again.

He could even clearly feel that she was sitting at the fortune-telling table.

"It's snowing." The woman in the dream opened her lips slightly, and her words were clear and beautiful, like the sounds of the heavens in the sky, and like a fairy tale, every note was filled with a woman's tenderness.

Her words, originally in an illusion, made Ye Chen's old body tremble.

Just because he could hear the words of the woman in the dream.

Just because the voice of the woman in the dream is very familiar, it has long been engraved in the soul.

He suddenly raised his head and stared at the opposite. The woman in the dream was turning into reality bit by bit from the dream, as if it was carved out of thin air, carving out the face of the prosperous world, carving out the peerless elegance, white clothes and white hair. , is more holy than falling snow, like a fairy who descends from the sky, does not eat the fireworks of the world, does not provoke the fine dust of the world, and the beauty is like a dream.

"Fellow Daoist, can you count the marriage with the little girl..." Her eyes were filled with tears.

"Okay!" Ye Chen cried and laughed.

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