Chapter 2562 Incense

Chapter 2562 Incense

Ye Chen left, did not leave the Taoist temple, but went to the top of the mountain.

Before leaving, he did not forget to untie the rope for Fat Laodao.

His idea is still very reliable. When he messes up the heavens and makes the Taoist ancestors can't stand it anymore, since I met him, I have come from a long distance, but you can't see it all. It will make your family happy, no Resisting beatings, don't blame me for being too ruthless.

"Where did you meet him?" Behind him, the fat old man glanced at the fat old man.

The fat old man is also real, and he said it one by one.

Fat Laodao kept sighing, this world is big, there are all kinds of birds, and a stone that has become refined is so excellent. He has lived in vain for more than 70 years.

"Master, do you want to invite Daxian?" the fat old man said.

"Do you have the money to invite the Great Immortal?" The fat old man rolled his eyes and looked at the peak, "Stones become spirits, and they are also spiritual things of heaven and earth. If you don't do evil, why should you kill them all?"

On the other side, Ye Chen was already sitting on the top of the mountain and took out the ancient scroll introducing the heaven.

This time, he didn't glance at it in a hurry, he was really researching.

Looking at it, he glanced at a familiar word: heaven.

That's right, there are also heavenly courts in the heavenly realm. It has nothing to do with the heavenly courts of Da Chu, nor does it belong to the ancient heavenly courts. However, most of them are related to the ancient heavenly courts. They must have been decided by Daozu Hongjun, but to some extent , followed the system of the ancient heaven.

Daozu is a hands-off shopkeeper. He is the master of the heavens, but the master of the heavens is not him. He is a man named Jade Emperor, who is in charge of the heavens in name.

"You dare to use the name Jade Emperor."

Ye Chen sighed, touched his chin again, and paid special attention to the heavenly court. When his cultivation was complete, he would have to go to the heavenly palace to make a fuss, until the Taoist ancestors couldn't stand it anymore.

The heavens and the heavens and the human world are slightly different, divided into the upper fairy world and the scattered fairy world.

Let’s talk about the upper immortal world, which is ruled by the heavenly court. All the immortals in the upper immortal world have more or less official positions in the heavenly court. Since they are also in Shangxianjie.

As for the Scattered Immortal Realm, it is different.

They are also divided into forces, and there is no shortage of great supernatural powers, but they are unwilling to enter the heavenly court as an official, or, in other words, they are unwilling to be bound by the heavenly court. Bless.

And he, at the moment, is the scattered immortal world.

But he knows that two points in the heavens does not mean that the upper immortal world is stronger than the scattered immortal world. The masters are all hidden in the folk. If you throw away the Taoist ancestors, the scattered immortal world is more terrifying than the upper immortal world.

After collecting the ancient scroll, he sat upright with his knees crossed and fell into a state of cultivation.

The sky is clear and the sun is hot. Because of the operation of his exercises, the dazzling rays of light come upon him. Under the sun, the power of the sun is integrated into the body and transformed into spiritual power.

Boo! Boo! Boo!

These voices sounded frequently throughout the day, and it was he who was breaking through, borrowing the power of the sun, and breaking through all the way, until the peak of the imaginary realm, and then stopped steadily.

One day, if it spreads in the celestial realm, it will definitely shock the immortals.

Because of his frequent breakthroughs, today's Taoist Temple, Lingshan, had constant visions, and when the villagers saw it, they knelt down from a distance, thinking that it was a manifestation of the gods, and they were about to bring blessings.

As a result, the Taoist temple, which was already full of incense, attracted more people. Even the princes and nobles came on horseback to donate incense, praying for good weather and peace for the country and the people.

Night fell silently.

Ye Chen was still sitting on the top of the mountain, like an old monk sitting in meditation, with a solemn appearance.

I don't know when, Fat Laodao climbed up, hid under a boulder, peeked from afar, and was shocked to see Ye Chen bathing in the stars and moonlight, like a god.

It wasn't until late at night that Ye Chen woke up.

Under the moon, he was holding a jug and quietly looking up at the starry sky, still thinking of the hometown of the heavens, the state of mind in a foreign country, indescribable, alone.

A calamity will be like a reincarnation, and he will live a new life. He doesn't know when he will pass the calamity, and he doesn't know if he can survive it safely. All of this is unknown.

When he closed his eyes, he looked at himself inwardly. His dantian was no longer a dantian. He turned it into a danhai, and he also opened a sea of ​​​​divines. He could do this without the need for an empty world.

It is a pity that he has no special bloodline and origin, and is just an ordinary physique. In addition, he is no longer a holy body, but a stone.

However, this is not important, the important thing is that the memory is still there, the perception of the Tao is still there, and at a certain level, the bloodline is no longer important, such as the supreme existence of the Great Emperor, the struggle is the perception of the Tao, and The treasure he possesses is even more bloodline.

He inexplicably remembered a person, a slut: Ren Wang Fuxi.

In the past, the King of Humans was also robbed in the heaven, and it was also a stone, which made him unconsciously think that if the Zhou Tian lineage entered the world due to robbery, whether it would turn into a stone.

There is also memory. He is not sure whether the King of Humans is like him, with memory to respond to the calamity. If so, it will be interesting. Where is the robbery, it is obviously a rebirth, since the moment of joining the world , is a heaven-defying creation.

With a sip of wine, in addition to Xinghui, there was a touch of pure white fairy light on his body. It was quite pure, without the slightest dirt in the world, and it was brighter than the moonlight.

He had seen this kind of fairy light, and it was it that wiped out his demonic nature.

For some reason, looking at the pure white fairy light, he suddenly felt a burst of pain in his heart. In the dark, he seemed to be able to hear a woman's call, which was full of tenderness.

"What kind of power is this." Ye Chen murmured to himself, stretched out his hand, a ray of pure white fairy light fell and hung in his palm, feeling quite gentle and cordial.

To this day, he still doesn't know where this fairy light comes from or who it came from, but he only knows that this kind of fairy light is quite mysterious, has the power to purify, and can erase all the filth in the world.

"Don't hide it, come here." Ye Chen accepted Xianguang and made a leisurely voice.

Then, he heard laughter.

It was that fat old man, who appeared from behind the rock, came running up and down, and said quite politely, holding a jar of good wine in one hand, it was really old wine, which he had treasured for decades.

Ye Chen likes sensible people, so he's welcome.

Looking at it again, the fat old man in Ye Chen's eyes is very interesting. He is not a person who cultivates immortals, or in other words, he does not know how to cultivate immortals. , is the source of his immortality.

This is quite similar to the mindfulness of Buddhism.

"No merit, no reward." Ye Chen smiled leisurely, "Speak straight, what do you want to do."

"Can you, pass on my method of cultivating immortals." The fat old man was full of hope.

"Yes, form a good relationship." Ye Chen smiled, with a fairy light overflowing between his eyebrows, which fell into the mind of Fat Laodao. It is the most basic way to cultivate a foundation, and it is absolutely enough.

There was something inexplicable in his mind, which made the old man startled.

After reading it, he just knelt down, like a villager kneeling to a god statue, his old body trembled with excitement, how many years and how many immortals he has searched for, he is unwilling to teach his method of cultivating immortals. In the rare years, I got a chance and I am grateful.

Ye Chen smiled and sent him down the mountain with a flick of his hand.

Fat Lao Dao's intuition was in a trance for a while, and he was already in the Taoist temple, and he was beyond shocked. Such great supernatural powers can only be achieved by immortals with profound cultivation.

Once again, he bowed respectfully towards the top of the mountain. He should be thankful, fortunate that he met a nobleman in his later years, and he would not have regrets before he went to earth.

On the top of the mountain, Ye Chen got up and stretched fiercely.

At the peak of Lingxu's cultivation level, he did not force a breakthrough anymore. The advancement was fast, but it was not good. If there were his acquaintances here, he would definitely not be used to it, just because he broke through in one day, he had not seen a catastrophe, and he thought back to the past. The tenth emperor of the Great Chu in 2000 was struck by lightning all the way.

Therefore, his response is not the same as ordinary response.

Ordinary people who respond to the robbery, the cultivation base is advanced, there is a catastrophe, but he who has a memory to respond to the catastrophe, and the realm breaks through again, there is no such thing as a catastrophe, and he is not an ordinary path.

At night, he walked out of the Taoist temple and walked on the sky.

The scenery of the heaven is still good, and the spiritual power is quite abundant. This is only the scattered fairy world. If it is changed to the upper fairy world, it must be even worse. There must be a gathering of spirits in an organized dynasty. Relatively speaking, cultivation The resources will be more than the scattered fairy world, at least you can get a salary.

Daozu is the master of the heaven, and the derivation of Dao is quite prosperous.

He has seen many Taoist temples along the way. He is in the deep mountains and forests. Even at night, the incense is very strong and the smoke is lingering. Unfortunately, there are very few real cultivators, most of them are magic sticks.

boom! Boom!

Walking over a group of mountains, Ye Chen suddenly heard the rumbling of nothingness.

He froze suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly, his brows furrowed, he was familiar with these rumblings, and he would hear them every three to five times in the heavens. Will cage twilight mood.

Unexpectedly, the heavens can hear it, and the heavens can hear it, so it seems that if you are in the underworld, you must be able to hear it.

"It's better if there are no accidents." Ye Chen whispered, and he couldn't help worrying about Emperor Huang and Hongyan. It was a very good place. An ancient emperor died in battle and millions of gods were wiped out, which is enough to explain everything. In the event of a change, it was difficult for the two Sacramentos to protect themselves.

"It's really a strange stone, and it has been repaired to the spirit and virtual realm." When Ye Chen looked at it, a gloomy laughter sounded, and there was an inexplicable cold wind blowing between the heavens and the earth, adding a gloomy meaning.

Ye Chen looked back and glanced at one side.

When I entered my eyes, I saw an old man with a hunchback, with loose hair, leaning on a cane with a dragon head, scarlet eyes, and a wrinkled face. His smile was especially scary at night. His vision was not low, and he could see Ye Chen's body. , but a stone.

"Good thing." Ye Chen's eyes lit up, and he was staring at the old man's leading crutch. It was not an ordinary object, it was made of a special kind of immortal iron. The old guy obviously wanted to kill people and steal goods. Then his crutches , have to grab it from him.

When he first came to Heaven, he lacked a handy weapon, but a cane was good. After melting it, it was more than enough to cast a domineering fairy sword.

"The spirit of the strange stone, it is very good to refine it into the pill." The old man smiled, stepped into the air, stretched out his dry old hands, and caught it the next day.