Chapter 163: The Monk Who Lived Five Thousand Years Ago (I)

Chen Yi bowed his head slightly, signaling but saying that it was okay.

"Ahem."

Jin Feng was strict in his words, then cleared his throat and said tentatively: "Emperor, I heard that you have raised a few little foxes in this life... Ahem, little wife, is it true? ”

I was too nervous to say what I wanted.

"Huh?"

Chen Yi frowned and asked, "Where did you hear this news?" ”

Jin Feng replied seriously:

"If you like someone, you can't hide your eyes, even if you cover your mouth, you will run out of the other mouth... That cold Dao Gu is definitely one! ”

Chen Yi was silent.

Jin Feng continued: "Emperor, Your Majesty has spoken, when the dust of the Yin Soldier incident settles, you will be in the world, and you will reign in the world, you had better advance..."

"Wait."

Chen Yi suddenly captured the key information: "Dongyun Yue is not leaving home, why can he know about Yi Qinglan's existence?" You can't be an unpredictable prophet, right? ”

"Hmm..."

Jin Feng lowered his head in embarrassment.

Looked at.

Chen Yi immediately realized, and his tone was mixed with a little gritted teeth: "Are you really loyal enough to Your Majesty?" Are you really not afraid of killing people in this seat? ”

"Ha, haha."

Jin Feng sneered, and flattered with a clear conscience: "Who doesn't know the entire Shenyu of your bodhisattva heart, who doesn't know?" Feng'er didn't believe that you would harm Zhongliang. ”

"Huh."

Chen Yi sneered, his eyes were like a waveless ancient well, he squinted at Jin Feng lightly, and his face was indistinguishable from joy and anger: "Why didn't you find out before, your ventriloquist is so good?" ”

"Feng'er just tell the truth, and please ask the emperor to calm his anger..."

"Alright."

Chen Yi waved his hand impatiently:

"This matter has been decided, don't you care, is there anything else?"

Jin Feng mistakenly thought that the so-called decision meant that he was going to make a break with Dong Yunyue, and suddenly said urgently: "Emperor, Your Majesty's love for you can be seen in heaven and earth, you can't..."

"Where do you want to go?"

Chen Yi was speechless and held his forehead, interrupting Jin Feng's outrageous brain: "Both sides are not fuel-efficient lamps, if I intervene rashly, it is easy to turn small things into big things..."

"Anyway."

"It's not as complicated as you think, it's good to have a fight then, besides, Dong Yunyue is not worried, what are you fooling in?"

"The emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry, really."

In fact, all the contradictions come down to the final analysis, because Dong Yunyue is too proud, and she doesn't think that anyone else is worthy of Chen Yi except herself.

So.

The two sides don't necessarily have to fight to the death, as long as Chan Hongyi and the others show their talent and potential, they can be recognized by Dong Yunyue, and this game will be self-defeating.

Of course.

If at the moment when they lost their patience, Chan Hongyi and the others were still unable to gain recognition and were unwilling to surrender, Dong Yunyue would kill them without hesitation.

In this matter.

She doesn't care what the world thinks, and she doesn't care what Chen Yi thinks.

The lost lamb caught a glimpse of the stars, and the starlight became faith, and he stood above the clouds, and she willingly prostrated at his feet, kissing the toes.

Pious and humble.

How can she allow her god to be stained with the God she has given everything she has to offer? She gilded his golden body with her own hands, and she wanted him to be holy and clean for the rest of his life!

In the end, Jin Feng believed Chen Yi's nonsense and promised not to ask about it again.

Chen Yi went home and entered the world of Xuanyi.

The fairy and devil are rarely living in harmony, the six beads are opposite them, the surrounding Buddha light is dense, the golden seal text is up and down, reflecting countless Buddha countries, a small world.

This trip to help Jinfeng can be described as full of crises, if it is not for the sacrifice of the Buddha's bone relics, Liuzhu will inevitably hate the northwest, but she has also benefited a lot, and is now digesting her feelings.

"What was the realm of this Buddha Lord when he was alive?" Looking at the Buddha bone relics hanging in the center of the six beads of eyebrows, constantly cleansing the holy Buddha light, Chen Yi wandered out of the world.

It is easy to suppress the Heavenly Tribulation, and most importantly, to disperse the Brilliant Heavenly Power in the Heavenly Tribulation, I am afraid that even ordinary gods may not be able to do this.

That's heaven!

"Forget it, I don't want to."

After a long time without a clue, Chen Yi simply stopped being entangled and began to cultivate: he who had witnessed the heavenly war, it was difficult for him to have a sense of awe for the creatures of the world.

At the same time, because of a video, there was another storm on the Internet: the owner of the video, claiming to be from 5,000 years ago, not reincarnated, he lived for 5,000 years...