Chapter 622: One in a Thousand Skins

When he returned to the table, he lifted the pen resting on the stone inkstone on the table, and wrote a poem on the fine white rice paper spread on the table.

This body was a famous talent in Yangzhou City before it came, although Ye Chen did not inherit the memory of his predecessor, but his own level was not bad, he slowly recuperated for more than a year, and touched some of the interpersonal interactions of his predecessor, and when he came out of his illness, he pretended to be quite similar, and did not show flaws.

This advent is a bit special, the soul of the previous life was forcibly withdrawn by the evil way, and there is no so-called last wish, this time he can do anything at will, there is no limit.

Dropping the last stroke, Ye Chen nodded with satisfaction, the scholar quickly took the town stone away, took off the rice paper and dried it gently, took it aside and hung it aside, there were already two hanging sheets, both of which were ready to be hung on the wall or collected after drying.

Waving his hand to signal the scholar to leave, closing the doors and windows, Ye Chen sat on the big bed and snorted softly:

"Destiny!"

The attribute ability panel is expanded, and there is only one exercise on it, the Rebirth Skill, the eighth layer, and it takes a full 30,000 potential points to upgrade to the ninth layer.

He still has to hesitate to change to such a high consumption in the past, but now that he has more than eight million potential points, this consumption is nothing, and he does not hesitate to confirm the improvement.

Almost instantly, countless tiny warm currents poured out from the depths of his body and penetrated into his limbs, muscles, meridians, and even dantians, all immersed in this warm current, and some kind of metamorphosis changed.

This situation was very familiar to Ye Chen, he had experienced it eight times before, but it had never been as obvious as this time.

Nine is the extreme number, reborn nine times, it seems to imply some kind of law, this time the rebirth is very obvious, almost the bones and flesh of the whole body have been transformed once.

This is not for example, but it is true, all the bones and flesh of his body were swept by an invisible force, scraping out a layer of impurities like scraping bones, gathering and condensing into a stream of dark red blood squirting out of his mouth and falling into the copper basin in front of him.

After the transformation was completed, Ye Chen knew that this body had completely belonged to him, and any hidden dangers that might arise from the coming to seize the house had all disappeared in the rebirth again and again, even if there was a strong man in this world standing in front of him and using the Heavenly Machine Dao Method to deduce, he couldn't see that there was anything wrong with him.

Rebirth Skill cultivation to the ninth layer, although he can continue to improve in the future, but he is not ready to continue to improve, now this qualification is already very good, there is no need to get any spirit body, that would be too high-profile.

After the preparation, the next step is to apprentice and learn the Tao of this world.

Ye Chen had already been prepared, and figured out that there were two identified cultivators near Yangzhou City, and two suspected cultivators, and he was ready to choose one to visit.

The two definite places of cultivation are a mountain to the east of Yangzhou, and there is a temple called Dafang, and the abbot Dafang Zen Master is said to have quite a lot of magical powers.

To the west, there is a Taoist temple called Qingyun, although the name of the temple is very popular, but the master of the view is indeed magical.

In addition, there are two places where it is said that there are monks, but one of those two places is a bit far away, and the other is in the deep mountains and old forests, and people have always been hidden, and they may not be able to find them if they come to the door.

Ye Chen didn't have much requirements for his master, as long as he was sure that there was a true cultivator.

A few days later, Ye Chen told his family in the name of incense and took a group of servants to Qingyun Temple.

Qingyun Temple is located on a hill on the side of the Qingshui River, the reputation is not obvious, the concept of Taoism is inactive, and the incense is far inferior to Dafang Temple.

The carriage came to the foot of Qingyun Mountain along the gravel path, and Ye Chen, who was dressed in a white Confucian shirt, walked out of the carriage, opened the bamboo paper fan in his hand, and was reborn nine times and looked very good, looking like a young man in the turbid world.

I went up the mountain with two servants and four guards, and I was not in a hurry to watch the storm while watching the scenery on the mountain.

Although the mountain is small, Qingyun Guan can build the Taoist Temple here, it is the scenery in this mountain is good, close to the river, and the water is abundant, even if he has not practiced any qi refining method now, he can vaguely feel that the spiritual energy in the mountain is far stronger than other places.

Halfway up the mountain, the winding gravel path turns into a stone staircase, and the vegetation along the road is lush and vibrant, and from time to time unknown birds can be seen flying over the treetops, making a crisp chirp.

Qingyun Temple is built in the upper half of the mountainside of Qingyun Mountain, the stone steps go about 200 steps to come to a mountainside platform, a thousand-year-old tree that is only afraid of ten people is difficult to hug grows behind the platform, the huge canopy covers most of the platform, Qingyunguan is built under the thousand-year-old tree.

Although Qingyun Temple is small, its reputation is not as good as that of Dafang Temple, but it is also a little famous, occasionally pilgrims come up, when Ye Chen arrived, there were several men and mothers-in-law dressed as servants on the platform who were waiting, it should be a rich person who came to worship God.

The gate was a little shabby, and there was an old man wearing a white-washed old robe who was sitting at the door and dozing off, Ye Chen entered the temple with a servant and two guards, and the old man only opened one eye to look at him, and then continued to close his eyes and recuperate.

Qingyun is not big to see, the space is still quite wide when you really enter it, and at first glance you can see the huge thousand-year-old tree behind the main hall of the Taoist temple, the thick body of the tree is only afraid of several meters in diameter, and the huge crown extends out of the range of more than ten acres.

Signaling the guards to wait outside, Ye Chen took the boy into the main hall of the Taoist temple, and saw a young Taoist sitting on a yellow cloth futon reading scriptures, and from time to time secretly opened his eyes to see a slender figure kneeling on the futon in front of him, wearing a pale green long skirt, with his hands folded and his eyes closed and muttering, not knowing what he was reading.

When Ye Chen came in, the young Taoist priest opened his eyes, saw Ye Chen's handsome face and dusty temperament, and said with displeasure:

"This layman, is it incense or asking for a lot?"

Ye Chen observed the young Taoist priest and confirmed that this was just an ordinary person, not an imaginary cultivator, he was a little disappointed in his heart, but he didn't show it, he put his hands together and made a fold, and said:

"People in Xiayangzhou, I heard that the main Taoism of Qingyunguan is exquisite, and I came to apprentice and seek Taoism!"

"Ugh!"

The young Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, not even incense, let alone enthusiasm, waved his hand and said:

"Master has been traveling for half a year, I don't know what the return date is, scholar, you ask to wait for Master to come back."

"So unfortunate?"

Ye Chen looked at the young Taoist priest's demeanor and suspected that the young Taoist priest was panicking.

Although this body is very young, but after so many times, the real age is afraid of thousands of years, and I don't know how many people and gods I have seen, and the eyes of people are still very powerful, and ordinary people can see the truth at a glance.

After thinking for a moment, he smiled and said:

"That's really unfortunate, even if it is so, it is not in vain to put on a pillar of incense."