That night, Ye Chen came out of Hengyue and did not disturb anyone.

The two elders of heaven and earth followed, hiding in the void and protecting in secret.

Two quasi-emperor-level escorts, Ye Chen's face is not small, he closes his eyes when he steps into the sky, he doesn't need divine sense, he knows with his own divine inspiration.

If Hongchen and the Six Realms are nearby, he will be aware that he is the root of the two, and there is a connection between them.

Looking at it from afar, he looks like he is two or three years old, walking in the sky, pink, and fleshy, and cute.

When they saw it, they were stunned, and then they saluted to that side.

Da Chu knows that Ye Chen has rejuvenated himself and can reach the Heavenly Realm at the age of two or three, and there is only Ye Chen in this land.

I don't know when, he left the monk realm and entered the mortal realm.

It was only when he swept over the world that he opened his eyes.

Below, there is a group of mountains, where he and Shangguan Yu first met, and it is here that he opened Amaterasu.

Three hundred years have passed, everything is still the same, a mess, 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.

Such amazing things are still known only to the two of them, and the cause and effect of a period of red dust has been traced from the past life to this life.

Flying over the mountains, it is the boundary of Zhao State, Xiyan was the princess of Zhao State back then, ignorant of the world, and embarked on the road of repair.

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

A deep mountain, he fell from the sky, where stood two tombs, one was Xiyan's father and the other was Xiyan's mother.

In front of the grave, there is a long musk burning, which is the monk's magical power, needless to say that it is made by Xiyan, and he does not forget his mortal parents.

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

Back then, it was he who took Xiyan to cultivate the Tao and took away their daughter, so that in the Heavenly Demon War, the white-haired man sent the black-haired man.

Now, their daughter has returned, and they have long since fallen asleep, and if they miss it, they will be separated forever.

With a sigh, he left silently and ascended to the void again.

The mortal realm is no smaller than the monk realm, and there are countless mortal kingdoms, perennial wars, too many battlefields, and corpses all over the field.

When Ye Chen walked by, the two countries that were still fighting couldn't help but stop, they all looked up at the sky, knowing that Ye Chen was an immortal.

Otherwise, the world of monks is difficult for mortals to understand, and when they are two or three years old, they fly in the sky, which is fascinating.

After a short pause, the two countries went to war again, and human lives were like mustard.

Ye Chen didn't care, the monk world has the laws of the monk world, and the mortal world has the laws of the mortal world, and meddling is cause and effect.

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

In the ancient town, there is a simple small garden, the petals are flying, and the small garden where the stars and the stars and the moon saints are married.

Tragically, Ye Xingchen was destroyed by the Zhuxian Sword on the same day.

Later, there was an even greater bloody catastrophe, and Hongchen, Chu Lingyu, and Chu Xuan passed away in that battle.

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

She was a monk, but she was dressed in plain clothes, just like the daughter-in-law of ordinary people's families, ordinary and unstained with the slightest evil spirit.

This woman, needless to say, is the Holy Maiden of the Stars and Moon.

Three hundred years of flowers blooming, a reincarnation, buried a lifetime of love, left a lifetime of death, or this small garden in the mortal world.

"I know, you're going to be here. Ye Chen smiled slightly.

"One day, he will come back. The Holy Maiden of the Star and Moon pulled her hair, "No matter how long it is, I will wait for him." ”

Ye Chen was silent, looking at the Star and Moon Holy Maiden, feeling guilty.

I have found so many reincarnates, but there is no Ye Xingchen, so that the infatuated woman will keep the years empty, just to wait for him to return.

With another sigh, Ye Chen left, his back was gloomy.

How similar he is to the Star Moon Holy Maiden, she is waiting for Ye Xingchen, why is he not waiting for Chu Xuan'er and Chu Ling'er.

How many people are like them, although they have returned to their hometowns, but there are no people back then, they all live in their memories.

In the silent night, he closed his eyes again, walked silently, crossed the mountains, swept the plains, like a tourist, like a preacher, all the way to the dust, never stopped.

The path he walked three hundred years ago is being walked again tonight.

The difference is that what was looking for was the reincarnation of Da Chu back then, but this time, what was looking for was Liudao and Hongchen.

A mortal ancient city, he froze in front of a tea stall.

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

Back then, he rested at this tea stall and drank a bowl of tea from Lingzhen, but the so-called cause and effect between the two of them was gone.

Today's tea stall is still an old man, but it is not Lingzhen, he can see that it should be Lingzhen's descendants.

There are not many enemies that can make him remember, such as the Venerable Lingzhen, such as Yin Zhiping, such as Cheng Kun, even after the years have passed, their figures are still wandering in his memory.

His journey along the way, dripping with blood and stepping on blood and bones, it was the eventful years, and it will become a story to tell to future generations.

One last glance at the tea stall, he set out for the night.

He didn't go back to the monk realm, he was still in the mortal realm, and there was a feeling that Hongchen and the Six Realms would be in the mortal realm.

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, bypassing the North Earthquake Cangyuan, and going all the way south.

Unfortunately, no trace of the Six Paths and Red Dust was detected.

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

When night fell, he walked onto a sea of Panlong, where it was difficult to see land, but more islands.

The sea at night is sparkling, quiet and peaceful.

"There is a yin and an underworld. For the first time, the two elders of heaven and earth stepped out of the void, standing on Ye Chen's side on the left and right.

Without the two of them reminding him, Ye Chen also sensed that something was wrong.

Although his cultivation is low, his vision is still there, and the person who has slaughtered the Great Emperor, his perception is by no means below the quasi-emperor level.

Under the gaze of the three people, the calm sea surface was flooded with waves, and a mysterious and ancient power suddenly manifested.

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

"Emperor psychic. The old man frowned, and the old eyes narrowed slightly.

"To be more precise, it is the emperor's way to the underworld. "The old man groaned, and he saw it more thoroughly, and he could already see what kind of secret method it was.

Ye Chen's expression was calm, and he stared silently, it was a technique that defied the sky, which could connect the underworld and invite a powerful existence.

During the Heavenly Demon War, in order to save him, Lin Shihua made a vain move to pass through the underworld and summoned the dead Falun King back.

This law, blasphemy against the undead, has been banned since ancient times, and no one wants to provoke the dead unless they have to.

"Inside, it must be quasi-emperor-level. The old man said leisurely.

"I'm more curious about who performed the Emperor's Path. Tian Lao said lightly, and his divine consciousness spread out, looking for it inch by inch.

As the two spoke, the lids of the two sarcophagi had fallen down, revealing two people standing straight in the coffin.

The sarcophagus on the left is middle-aged, with a majestic figure, black hair like a waterfall, but the look is wooden, the eyes are empty, and the shape is like a puppet.

The sarcophagus on the right is a young man, with bloody hair, and his shoulders are covered with dust from the ages, revealing the atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes.

"Lord Qiankun, Emperor of the Five Elements. The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he recognized the middle-aged and young man in the sarcophagus.

"It's actually the two great gods of antiquity. Tian Lao took a deep breath, "It should be an honor for us to see this time." ”

"I don't know if it's honorable, but we should be in the trap. "The dungeon glanced in all directions, and the misty clouds began to swirl, covering the heavens and the earth, and reversing the yin and yang of creation.

"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, spoke lightly, looking straight ahead with calm eyes.

When the two elders of heaven and earth heard this, they also looked sideways and aimed at the void opposite.

In the hazy clouds, a figure slowly approached.

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

Her big eyes are clear, so indifferent that no one's emotions are revealed, and the center of her eyebrows is engraved with ancient god patterns, and her whole body is wrapped with colorful gods.

She came from a distant era, stepping on the long river of time, like a dream, unable to find an opportunity, and unable to catch the source.

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

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

Ruoxi was silent, with a pair of indifferent eyes, only staring at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen was silent, looking at him from afar, without joy or sorrow.

Three hundred years later, she still hasn't grown up, just like she did back then.

Three hundred years later, he has rejuvenated himself, about her age.

This picture is very strange, whether it is Ruoxi or Ye Chen, they are both two or three years old, and their expressions are not wavering.

The cause and effect of the two of them should be a long time ago, and it is unclear that the cause and effect are not broken, and they are tied up in the years.

"It would be good if they got married. The old man stroked his beard and made such a sentence.

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

"Let's talk like this, isn't it a little distracted? The dungeon coughed dryly, with a meaningful expression.

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

"I'm underestimating you. Ruoxi finally spoke, and her words were like heavenly sounds, beautiful and beautiful, with a kind of magic.

However, she did not say this to the two elders of heaven and earth, but to Ye Chen, a sentence that contains many deep meanings.

"How have you ever looked at me? Ye Chen's words were flat.

When he said this, he didn't say it to Ruoxi, but to the Zhuxian Sword who controlled Ruoxi, knowing that the Zhuxian Sword was in her body.

For Zhuxian Sword, he is more hateful, heart-rending hatred, and it is precisely because of it that Chu Xuan'er feels guilty for his death.

It was also it that destroyed Chen Zhan, that was the ancestor of the Holy Body, this is a monstrous blood debt, he remembers it all the time.

and the empress in Di Jue's artistic conception, who was also beheaded by her, the emperor's soldiers were broken, and the emperor's body also came to a dim end.

"Today, dust to dust, dust to dust. Ruoxi raised his hand, sealed with one hand, and opened the seal of the Emperor of the Five Elements and the Lord of Qiankun.

PS: There is one more chapter, a little later.