Chapter 5795: Breaking the Lock! (Sixth Update)

When Mo Hanxi thought about spending the night with Ye Chen, her heart pounded and her cheeks flushed.

Ye Chen was unaware of her thoughts and sat cross-legged beside her to practice.

While practicing, Ye Chen suddenly heard a familiar voice from the Samsara Cemetery:

"This soul lock is too annoying, I'll unlock it for you!"

This was obviously Feng Tianshang's voice.

Ye Chen was stunned when he heard this voice, and then said in surprise: "Senior Feng, is that you?"

He tried to communicate with the Samsara Cemetery, and sure enough, the communication was successful. In an instant, he saw Feng Tianshang's figure.

Since he accidentally fell into the Earth's Core, Ye Chen and the Samsara Cemetery have lost contact. It is really a great joy to reconnect at this moment.

It seems that the Flame Monument has transformed, and Ye Chen's Samsara bloodline has greatly improved, and finally he has reconnected with the Samsara Cemetery.

Feng Tianshang snorted and said, "Who else could it be if not me? The soul-sealing lock on your wrist is quite interesting. The chain restriction is very clever. If it were an ordinary person, it might not be able to unlock it."

On Ye Chen's wrist, there was an iron chain tied. It was the soul-sealing lock arranged by Mo Yuanzhou, which sealed his Dantian spiritual energy.

"This soul-sealing lock is nothing. In another day, I can use the energy of the Flame Monument to melt it directly."

Ye Chen smiled slightly and did not take the soul-sealing lock seriously.

Feng Tianshang rolled his eyes and said, "Your method is too barbaric and crude, and it is not in line with the principle of refining weapons."

Ye Chen smiled without saying anything, knowing that Feng Tianshang was proficient in the way of weapon spirits and paid great attention to the exquisiteness of his techniques. Naturally, his violent method was not liked by Feng Tianshang.

"I'll unlock it for you, don't move."

Feng Tianshang's eyes were full of excitement. Obviously, this soul-sealing lock was very clever and aroused his interest. He wanted to crack it himself.

He took out a thin needle, and his soul possessed Ye Chen, and then used this thin needle to carefully study the lock of the soul-sealing lock.

At the same time, runes poured into it like a tide!

Click!

After a while, the lock was unlocked, and the entire soul-sealing iron chain fell down.

Instantly, Ye Chen felt the spiritual energy in his Dantian surge up again, and his whole body was full of strength. He smiled and said, "Senior, what a clever method, I admire you."

Feng Tianshang knew that he was deliberately flattering, but he still enjoyed the good words. He squinted his eyes and smiled, "It's just a little superficial method. The way of weapon spirit is profound and you still have room to learn in the future."

Ye Chen said, "Yes."

Mo Hanxi saw this scene nearby. She didn't know the existence of Feng Tianshang, and she only thought that Ye Chen had unlocked the chain by his own means. She couldn't help but be surprised and said, "Brother Ye, did you unlock the soul-sealing lock?"

This soul-sealing lock was specially made by the Mo family and was extremely difficult to unlock. Mo Hanxi didn't expect Ye Chen to be proficient in this way, and she admired him even more in her heart.

Ye Chen smiled and said, "Well, it's okay."

Mo Hanxi said, "You don't have to suffer, that's good."

The night wind blew, Mo Hanxi's hair moved slightly, and her cheeks were reflected in the firelight, with a hint of intoxicating blush.

Seeing her expression, Ye Chen knew that he had gotten involved in a relationship. If he didn't leave as soon as possible and cut off everything, he was afraid that he would be entangled in endless entanglements in the future.

There was no conversation that night. On the second day, the two continued to move forward. After walking for several hours, they finally came to the Qinglong tea tree.

Arriving at the Qinglong tea tree, Ye Chen smelled a refreshing tea fragrance, refreshing his heart. Looking up, he saw a green dragon looming on the tree, magnificent and majestic.

On the surface, the Qinglong tea tree was lush and leafy, and there was no sign of ruin.

There was a thatched house under the tree. Mo Hanxi glanced at Ye Chen and said, "Brother Ye, this is where my grandfather lived in seclusion."

Ye Chen nodded, but heard the door creak open, and a vigorous old man in a green robe walked out with a cane.

"Grandpa, I'm here to see you!"

When Mo Hanxi saw the old man in green robe, he said happily, and then whispered to Ye Chen:

"Brother Ye, this is my grandpa, his name is Shang Hong Xia Ji."

Mo Hanxi's grandpa is called Mo Hongji.

Ye Chen nodded slightly, bowed to Mo Hongji and said: "Junior Ye Chen, meet Mr. Mo."

Mo Hongji looked ordinary, without any aura, like an ordinary old man in the mountains. He squinted his eyes and looked at Ye Chen, and said: "Oh, is your last name Ye?"

Then, he smiled at Mo Hanxi and said: "My dear granddaughter, why don't you stay at home and come to see grandpa?"

Mo Hanxi had thousands of words in her heart, but she didn't know how to say them for a while.

Mo Hongji smiled, invited the two into the house, and said: "Come in and have a cup of tea first."

Ye Chen and Mo Hanxi looked at each other and walked into the house.

Mo Hongji brewed a pot of tea for the two of them. The tea was made from the leaves of the Qinglong tea tree. Once brewed, the tea was fragrant and extremely rich in spiritual energy.

Ye Chen and Mo Hanxi drank tea silently. When their eyes met, they remembered the scenery in the divine tea pond and their eyes were embarrassed.

Mo Hongji smiled and said nothing. He looked kind and gentle. After the two finished drinking tea, he smiled and asked Ye Chen: "I wonder which family this young friend is from?"

Ye Chen put down the teacup and said: "Mr. Mo, I am a stranger."

"You are a stranger?"

When Mo Hongji heard these three words, his gentle face suddenly changed color. The originally turbid and calm eyes suddenly burst into murderous aura. The whole person's aura was very different, as if he had changed from an old man in the mountains to an ancient general who had been through many battles and killed countless people.