I don't know how many days, Ye Chen stopped again and silently looked at the baby in the arms of a peasant woman.

It was also a reincarnated person.

However, Ye Chen did not sacrifice the divine light with memory, because the reincarnated person was a person with itchy teeth that he once hated: Yin Zhiping.

Ye Chen stopped for a long time and did not make a move.

The past life is the grudge of the past life, and he will not chase it to this life, and the grudges of the past will also disappear with the death of the person in the previous life.

In this life, since Yin Zhiping has been reincarnated as a mortal, let him live an ordinary mortal life, everything is okay as it happens, he doesn't have too much mind to settle the old accounts of his previous life, and he will not wave a butcher's knife at innocent people.

He was gone, leaving no trace.

Next, more reincarnated people were found.

However, he also found the reincarnation of many enemies in his previous life: Zishan, Qi Yang, Jiang Hao, Ge Hong, Qingyang Zhenren, Zhao Zhijing, Wu Changqing, Cheng Kun, Qingyun Ancestor, Yin Xuan, Dan Ghost, Tongxuan Zhenren, Bloodthirsty Yama, Blood Spirit Ancestor, Zhengyang Ancestor, and Changtian Zhenren.

Like Yin Zhiping, he did not wield a butcher knife, nor did he help them recover the memories of their past lives.

Everything is like a breeze, blowing wherever it goes, Ye Chen doesn't intervene, and he doesn't have time to intervene, the sins created in his previous life will disappear in his previous life, and it has nothing to do with them in this life.

Ye Chen once again stepped on the vast land.

It's a long journey, and he, wearing a cloak, is like a preacher and a tourist.

He traveled all the way through the wind and dust, slept all the way, walked through the mountains and mountains, crossed the valley of the Cangyuan, walked forward under the wind and rain, stopped in the middle of the night, and walked in every corner of this vast land.

Time flies, time flies.

In this world, in the midst of flowers blooming, I don't know how many springs, autumns, winters and summers have passed.

In the silence of the night, he took off his cloak, patted his clothes and dust, and sat quietly on the top of the mountain.

The breeze blew and stirred his long snow-white hair.

His face has been weathered, covered with traces carved by the vicissitudes of time, his mouth is full of stubble, and he has lost the vitality and sharpness of youth, but he has more middle-aged composure and restraint.

It's been ten years, and he's thirty-three years old.

This year was the tenth year that he left Hengyue to find a reincarnated person.

For the first time in ten years, he sat down to rest, holding the wine jug, alone in the vicissitudes of life.

In the past ten years, he has searched every corner of Dachu, under the evolution of Zhou Tian, one by one the reincarnated people were found by him, and in the snowstorm, he would smirk at those people, and couldn't help but call their names.

However, there are so many 90 million heroic souls in Dachu, even if it is ten years.

He searched for ten years and found too many familiar people, but there were too many familiar people who were never found: Chu Xuan'er, Chu Ling'er, Shangguan Yu'er, Shangguan Hanyue, Biyou, Luo Xi, Xuannu, Hongchenxue, Chu Lingyu, Ji Ningshuang, Xiyan, Liu Yi, Xiong Er, Nangong Yue, Xie Yun, Nie Feng, Taixu Gulong, Zixuan, Descendants of the Emperor, Liedai Kings, Tianzong Ancestor, Sword Emperor, Dugu Ao, Zhuge Old Man, Poria, Zhong Jiang.

In the past ten years, he has deduced more than once, but there has never been a trace of them.

In the quiet night, he subconsciously curled up his body, and he was arrogant, frightened at this moment, begging for God in his heart, hoping that they had all been reincarnated, and not completely disappeared.

Big brother, Ruoxi is hungry!

Ye Chen, who was contemplative, was finally pulled back to reality by a milky voice.

Ye Chen subconsciously turned his head sideways and handed a spirit fruit to Ruoxi, but he quietly looked at the little guy beside him.

It's been ten years, and this little guy has been with him for ten years.

However, these ten years are the most confusing ten years for him, because Xiao Ruoxi is still Xiao Ruoxi, she is still two or three years old, she has not grown up in the slightest, and everything is still like when he picked her up.

He couldn't figure it out, he couldn't figure out why a mortal little girl was so weird, the weird one would never grow up, and the weird one couldn't even see the clues of the six immortal wheel eyes, and he couldn't even deduce the cause and effect of Zhou Tian's evolution.

I don't know when, Ruoxi lay in Ye Chen's arms, her big eyes fluttering, gradually closed tremblingly, and fell into a deep sleep.

Ye Chen retracted his gaze and sat there quietly, like a statue, his tired eyes trembling.

He was really tired, ten years, never closed his eyes, he was afraid that he would sleep too long, afraid that after waking up, he would miss too many people, and the years had carved his body incomplete.

The light of the morning light shone on the earth, and he put on his cloak and got up again, as if he were looking for another decade.

For the first time, he returned to the monastic realm.

Today's monk world is much more angry than it was ten years ago.

Ten years ago, there were only ninety-three of them left in Dachu.

Today, ten years later, the number of Great Chu monks has increased from ninety-three to nearly 10,000, and they are all the spark of the Great Chu inheritance, which will be passed down from generation to generation and continue the legend.

Ten years later, he once again came to Hengyue Sect, which had been absent for ten years.

Hengyue in front of him, like him, has been covered with thick dust by the years, and there are many places, which are already overgrown with weeds.

He stood quietly in front of the mountain, not moving for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, but I saw a figure in the void sky coming across the sky, it was a white-haired woman, with a haggard face, tired and vicissitudes, just like Ye Chen, standing at the foot of Hengyue Mountain.

She is Tang Ruxuan.

It's been ten years, she, like Ye Chen, came back after a ten-year absence, even though she has lived in the mortal world for ten years, but when she returns here again, her beautiful eyes are still blurred in her remembrance.

The two stood side by side, both speechless.

But Tang Ruxuan's beautiful eyes were filled with a lot of doubts, looking at Xiao Ruoxi beside Ye Chen, she was still the same as ten years ago, she hadn't changed at all, as if she would never grow up.

In the ethereal sky, there were many people, and there were still many people coming, and it was the surviving monks of that year.

In the spring and autumn of the tenth year, when they were young, they have now lost their sharpness, and they have transformed into nirvana in the continuous preaching and teaching, and they have continued hope for Da Chu, and what they cannot forget is still the people of the year.

I've seen the Holy Lord!

Ninety-one people stood in eight rows and saluted Ye Chen respectfully.

Behind them were disciples and grandchildren, who saluted respectfully, just as they did.

However, they were puzzled in their hearts, even their originator had to be so respectful, and they didn't know who Ye Chen was, they only knew that he must be an ancestor who was thorough through the world.

This time, Ye Chen did not leave.

The long river of years, how many decades, he has stopped for too long, it is time to find a time to leave this land.

As for those who are reincarnated in Great Chu, they are handed over to the three thousand incarnations and the nine Dao bodies, as well as the monks who continue from generation to generation, and he needs to go to the heavens and ten thousand realms to find those who are reincarnated.

At the foot of Hengyue Sect Mountain, a huge cloud platform was spread.

Ye Chen sat cross-legged on it, preaching the scriptures and discussing the Tao for the younger generations, and answering the confusion of the Taoist for the monks of later generations, just like his master and ancestors in the past who preached and received karma for him, those pairs of eyes that were dedicated to seeking the Tao made him smile with vicissitudes, and they were the future of Da Chu.