The clouds at night are like valleys, peaceful and quiet.

In front of the bamboo house, the peach blossoms flew and fell on Ye Chen, covering half of his body.

He slept peacefully, his brow furrowed, his face pale, his expression tinged with pain, his clothes wet with sweat, and he seemed to be in a nightmare, his hands flapping indiscriminately from time to time.

When the Heavenly Demons rush into the Seven Evils, it is the time for the immortals to fight the heavens!

It was these ethereal words again, like a Buddha reciting scriptures, that lingered in his ears and in his mind for a long time, over and over again, like a spell, making him even more painful in his sleep.

The sun and the moon alternate, and the cycle of day and night.

In the blink of an eye, three or five days passed quietly.

It wasn't until the moonlit night, when he was completely buried by peach blossoms, that he sat up.

Where is this?

He shook his head, looking at this quiet and peaceful paradise with confused eyes, everything in front of him, familiar and unfamiliar, the fluttering petals, in his wooden eyes, looked like a dream.

Who am I!

In the silence of the night, he muttered to himself.

I don't know when, he got up, and every time he went under a peach blossom tree, he would look at the two words engraved on it with confused eyes.

He left, out of the Yunruo Valley.

Under the moonlit night, he walked slowly, without a goal or direction, walking on the vast earth, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion, unable to dissolve dreams and reality, full of broken memories, full of devastated minds, making him like a walking corpse.

Who am I! Who I am!

The cold heaven and earth, such muttering, intermittently.

Ye Chen stopped, and in front of him was a small stream, the stream was gurgling and extremely clear, but it couldn't wash away his cloudy eyes.

I don't know when, he left again, haunted the mountains, walked in the valleys, wandered in the sun, wandered in the night, like a lonely ghost, unable to find a place to return, unable to find his hometown.

Day after day, spring goes and autumn comes.

Between heaven and earth, the rings of time do not know how long they have been rolling, maybe three or five days, or three or five years.

............。

This is a majestic city wall, stretching for more than three million miles, like a giant dragon, dividing the Southern Chu and the Northern Chu.

Yes, such a huge project, Nanchu has completed.

Looking at it from afar, the city wall is tall and magnificent, every place is shining brightly, engraved with formation patterns, and there are heavenly court monks patrolling back and forth on the city wall with Changge in their hands, but anyone who breaks through will be killed on the spot.

Nantianmen, the largest city gate leading from South Chu to Northern Chu, is facing North Chu.

Under the moonlight, a white-haired woman stopped under the Nantian Gate, she was wearing a colorful fairy dress, wearing a white cloak, the white hair swayed without wind, the fairy clothes were not stained with dust, under the moonlight, she was holy and immaculate, like a dreamlike beauty.

"Nan Chu Heavenly Court. Looking at Nantianmen quietly, she whispered, and the mist in her beautiful eyes condensed into frost under the moonlight.

"Sister. A choked sound sounded, the Nantian Gate opened, and Chu Ling'er flew out, full of tears, far away, and threw herself into the arms of the white-haired woman, "You are finally back." ”

..........。

On the vast land, Ye Chen was still wandering, never stopping, his clothes, under the wind and sun, became a little tattered, and his mouth was full of stubble, like a beggar.

His figure is thin and his back is lonely.

His body is sometimes illusory, sometimes solid, and sometimes accompanied by strange scenes: it was originally a place of birds and flowers, but when he walked by, it became a single grass, and it was a dry and scorched earth, but when he walked by, it became lush.

Ahead, there was a crowd of people, and the carriages passed slowly, and the horses carried goods, some darts, some merchants, and sometimes rough laughter came from the horses.

Ye Chen walked over, silently, muttering to himself, chattering, making the entire horse team collectively stunned for a moment.

"Eighty percent is a beggar. Someone looked Ye Chen up and down.

"That's hard to say, the gods are chattering, in my opinion, it should have been hit. ”

"Hey, little brother. A man with a big knife on his back reached out and patted Ye Chen's shoulder.

However, the big man's big hand seemed to be slapped in the air, and he didn't even touch Ye Chen's body, but penetrated Ye Chen's body, as if Ye Chen's body was illusory.

This.....!

The big man was frightened, and the people of the horse team were also stunned, and to hell in broad daylight.

Ye Chen walked slowly like a ghost, without making a sound, nor leaving a trace, and it was not until long after he left that the horse team reacted, "Let's go, let's go, this person is too evil." ”

Ye Chen is on the road again, there is no way back, no direction.

His form is even more weird, while walking, he was still a young man a moment, after one step out, his body shrunk, became a teenager, after a few steps, he became a child, and then he changed from a child to a teenager, from a teenager to a youth, from a young man to a middle-aged, from middle-aged to an old man.

This....!

On the vast land, the people who walked by in twos and threes stopped one after another, looking at Ye Chen in disbelief.

"Grandpa, what's so strange about that person?" A childish voice sounded, only to find that it was a child, in the bamboo basket carried by an old man, looking at Ye Chen walking with big eyes.

Plop! Plop!

As soon as the child's fairy tale fell, the stunned crowd suddenly knelt down, "Immortals, immortals!"

Ye Chen didn't say anything, and walked step by step, still leaving no trace.

It was getting late, and it was late at night.

He set foot in an ancient city, his face was blank, and his eyes were clouded.

However, although his body is solid, he walks through the attics and palaces, not the attic palaces are illusory, but his body is illusory.

Hell!

Soon, the quiet ancient city heard the howl of ghosts and wolves, and they were one after another, one after another, and they overwhelmed one wave after another.

Imagine, if you are sleeping soundly, or you are having fun, and suddenly someone walks by your bedside, talking to yourself, that feeling, that picture, is not like seeing a ghost.

It is not only this ancient city that is in turmoil, but whenever Ye Chen walks through the ancient city, it will cause **.

At night, in the palace of the Azure Ancient Kingdom, the monarch of the Azure Kingdom knelt outside a Taoist temple, "Shangxian, in the recent Tianlan territory, there are ghosts and spirits who are in turmoil, so that people are panicking, and please surrender to Shangxian." ”

"It's the other way around, bring me Baiyun Ju. "There is a person walking out of the Taoist temple, with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, take a closer look, isn't it the young monk named Li Xiao?

In the darkness of the night, the guy climbed on horseback and galloped straight to one side.

This picture looks a little funny, a dignified monk, but riding a horse in the mortal world, even if the cultivation is not good, it is not ordinary poor, not even a spirit beast to walk.

Hell!

Under the moonlit night, the frightened screams of an ancient city were connected again, all because the ghost of Ye Chen came, and the children all over the city cried in fright.

Ye Chen stopped, looked at the four directions in confusion, and after three or two seconds, he moved his steps in everyone's eyes.

Tyre...!

That Li Xiao was killed, riding a majestic white cloud horse, and carrying the spirit sword that Ye Chen had given him earlier.

However, when he looked at Qing Yechen's appearance, he was not careful, and the whole person was planted from the horse, thanks to the fact that he was a monk and had spiritual power to protect his body, otherwise he would be thrown into a fool on the spot.

"See... Seen seniors. This guy got up and crawled at Ye Chen's feet.

"You... Have you seen me?" Ye Chen spoke, Li Xiao was not thrown into a fool, but he was completely stunned by Ye Chen's words.

"See... I've seen it. After being stunned for a moment, Li Xiao hurriedly nodded.

"Who am I. Ye Chen's voice was hoarse, without any emotion.

"You're... You are...... Li Xiao opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to answer, it wasn't that he didn't want to answer, it was that he didn't know at all, although Ye Chen gave him the spirit sword, he didn't tell him who he was.

Suddenly, Ye Chen turned around, his body was sometimes illusory, sometimes solid, sometimes old, sometimes young, and Li Xiao behind him was stunned, "This senior is too ......" ”

Ye Chen left again, coming quietly, and leaving quietly.

Li Xiao wanted to keep up, but he stopped after all, and when Ye Chen disappeared, this guy rolled up his sleeves and muttered at those mortals, "Look at everything, go back to sleep." ”

As soon as these words came out, the mortals who were still in a stunned state at the last moment were frightened and scattered, compared to Ye Chen's ghostly figure, in their eyes, the immortal in front of them was the most terrifying.

In the dark night, Ye Chen walked in a daze, still without direction.

It was another long journey, he walked out of the Azure Ancient Country, came to another mortal realm, walked through ancient cities, stepped on pieces of land, and left no trace.

Kill!

In the dark night, the shouting and killing sound was like a sea tide, and the sound of the Jin Ge Iron Horse shook the world.

Looking at it from afar, it was a black oppressive figure, like two black **, rushing to kill each other at the moment.

This is a mortal war, although the scene is not as large as that of the monks, but it is also a human life, the dark night is covered with a veil of blood, and the vast earth is stained red with blood.

Just when the battle between the two sides was hot, Ye Chen appeared like a ghost, and as he walked, the strange form accompanied him all the way.

Hell!

Soon, the shouts of killing turned into screams of terror, and both generals and soldiers lost their armor at the same time, not in the big battle, but scrambled to flee, as if they had lost the battle.

The huge battlefield became empty in an instant.

Here, there are only the raging blood winds, corpses all over the ground, swords, guns and halberds slanted into the battlefield, and battle flags whistling in the blood wind.

Ye Chen walked by, and behind him was a series of blood-colored footprints, and as he walked through, the blood-colored battlefield began to have yellow sand raging, burying the blood-colored corpse and the blood-stained blade.

I don't know when, it snowed heavily between the heavens and the earth, and the vast heaven and earth were instantly covered with a snow-white coat.

Along the way, Ye Chen, who was in a state of confusion, saw more mortals starving to death on the side of the road, and also saw more innocent people who died in vain due to war, this world is cruel, where there is desire, there will be blood and bones.

On the rugged mountain road, Ye Chen stopped and looked at his side quietly.

There, there was a woman, huddled in a snowdrift, breathless, frozen, motionless.

On her side, there is a two- or three-year-old girl, her little hands are red from the cold, and she is shaking hard at the moment, the innocent and splendid little girl, ignorant and ignorant, thinking that her mother is asleep.

"Mother, I'm hungry. The little girl looked at the woman with big eyes, and when she saw that she did not respond, she crawled away, and her little red hands kept picking up the snow, looking for something to eat.

It was so cold that she froze, her little body curled up there, and her little hand still held a piece of grass root stained with dirt.

Ye Chen moved his steps, and the kindness in his subconscious made him pick up the little girl and disappear into the heavy snow, and when he walked by, the woman was also buried by the heavy snow, and her soul returned to heaven and earth.

At night, a bonfire was lit in a ruined temple.

Ye Chen sat there quietly, his expression was blank, his eyes were cloudy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

On one side, the little girl sat on a cotton coat, holding a spiritual fruit in her arms, and buried herself in eating Zhengxiang.

"Big brother, Ruoxi misses her mother. I don't know when, the little girl raised her little head, raised her little face, and looked at Ye Chen with big eyes.

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