Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 2153: Human Grand Dao

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Zhuxian Town in the early morning reflects the morning light, warm and warm.

Among the bustling crowd, Ye Chen came with a line of business, so his friends passed away one after another, and he could not stop his fortune-telling. It was still that restaurant, or a shabby table and chairs.

Thirty-six years, he is also old, with white hair and a long beard.

At this moment, there is no need to use Yi Rong anymore. He is a real old man. His lame years ca n’t conceal his old posture. One day, he will fall back to the roots.

People are getting old and their brains are getting muddled. Sitting there, they will always be stunned.

So much so that he did not even know that someone came.

In front of the fortune-telling table, there stood a woman, dressed in Tsing Yi, which did not cause dust, and her eyes were as clean as water. She was looking at him tentatively at the moment, "Saint Lord, are you?"

Smelling the sound, Ye Chen raised his head and saw a familiar cheek.

That's the Virgin of Xingyue, the man of the previous Xingyue Palace.

Speaking of her, it always reminds people of another person: Ye Xingchen. At that time, Ye Xingchen had made a lot of movements for her, but they wanted to be ordinary, but they wanted to be ordinary, but because of the immortal sword, they should have broken a good marriage.

The **** scene of that year, Ye Chen still has a fresh memory. The **** Ye Xingchen is lying in the arms of the Xingyue Saint, how miserable the picture is.

"It's really you." The Xingyue Saint girl excitedly said that although Ye Chen was old, but as cultivator, she recognized it at a glance, never thought that she would be a mortal ancient star, I was surprised to see the tenth emperor of Grand Chu. I don't know how many star fields are here from my hometown.

"Do n’t come without any trouble." Ye Chen smiled gently, and it ’s no surprise to see the Xingyue Saint Virgin here. Today, she is similar to the Dragon Five in the same year. She is also looking for her reincarnated Ye Xingchen.

The Xingyue saint also smiled, and her eyes contained water mist. She stared at Ye Chen, and Ye Xingchen was Ye Chen. She looked exactly like her deity. Looking at today ’s Ye Chen, it was like watching. Ye Xingchen that year.

After three or five seconds, she was so busy that she wiped her tears, wondering, "How can Saint Lord be here, how can it be so old, and, what do you do? What is the source and bloodline?"

"Huafan practice." Ye Chen smiled.

"No wonder." Xingyue Saint whispered, can see the seal inside Ye Chen, the level is high, and it is rare in the world. With her cultivation today, she can't solve it.

"Take a rest when you are tired." Ye Chen sighed. The Xingyue Maiden's cheeks were really haggard. In order to find Ye Xingchen, most of them were all the same way. Unfortunately, so many reincarnated people have found it, but there is no Ye Xingchen There are also Sword Emperor, Ouyang King, Dugu Ao, Nangong Yue, Hu Wa, Shen Xuanfeng ... Too many people, even he himself does not know, where did those Grand Chu heroes reincarnate, and whether they are still alive.

"I will find it." Xingyue Goddess has tears in her smile, this is her lifelong belief.

There are only a few words when the old man meets.

Before nightfall, Saint Xingyue left, and embarked on the journey to find Ye Xingchen. Her beautiful back was lonely in the dust of the years.

Ye Chen also left, carrying a fortune-telling line and walking towards the small garden.

He has lived like this for many years afterwards. He did it at sunrise and died at sunset, like an unemotional walking dead. Every day, the same thing is repeated.

The years are like a sword, another ten years.

The Han emperor died, the new emperor succeeded to the throne, and he was the emperor's decree of the world. It filled every ancient city, and he was also regarded as the king of Shangrenyi. At least, there was no tyranny.

For ten years, Ye Chen has never been out of Zhuxian Town, regardless of spring, autumn, winter and summer, never absent, for all kinds of people, divination fortune-telling, killer assassins, princes generals, farmer hunters, through the vicissitudes of life , See more than a hundred things in the world.

Times are changing, and he is changing, getting older.

On the prosperous street, an old and a small figure are very eye-catching.

It is Yang Fan and Xiao Yang Lan.

Yes, Yang Fan is old too. The only thing that hasn't changed is Xiao Yang Lan. Who would have thought that the little girl would be Yang Fan's younger sister. In the eyes of the world, she is just like an old boy and a boy. Erosion will never grow up, and will always be two or three years old.

She is still so sensible, running to send buns to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen smiles gently, like an amiable old grandpa.

For ten years, this little girl, who probably does n’t remember who her father and mother are, and the seal in her body is still not loose, and the sealed sky is like a deep sleep.

The two left and went outside the town to worship the father and mother.

In the fiftieth year, the demon came, with the big Divine Ability, sealing the reincarnation of Qi, who was about to die, and then disappeared without a trace, and he did n’t even leave a word before leaving.

In the sixtieth year, the Moon Palace was invited to come. It was the ninth-generation palace lord, who came to pay tribute to Xia Lan. She was also a gorgeous woman, but she was destined to live alone.

In the 70th year, a new generation of martial arts leaders came to see him, a mystery of martial arts. He asked for an offense, and was defeated. Then, he abolished martial arts and retired from the forest.

In the seventieth year, Yang Fan was smiling and took Huangquan Road. He was clutching Ye Chen's hand tightly when he was about to die. That was Ye Chen that changed his life. If he had not been admitted, he would have starved to death. On the streets, there will be no more children and grandchildren today.

The moment he closed his eyes, Xiao Yang Lan burst into tears.

Ye Chen turned around, said nothing, and walked out of the room at an old pace.

At that time, it was Yang Ge who sent him away.

Now, it's him again, sending away Yang Fan.

He is really an old monster. He has died for two generations in his life. Even the emperor of the Han Dynasty has changed three. His old back reflects the vicissitudes of time.

Ten years of spring and autumn, ten years of winter and summer, and ten years of flowers bloom.

It ’s been thirty years since I blinked. It ’s been nearly a hundred years since he came to Zhuxian Town.

This hundred years is the life of a mortal.

Ye Chen sat at a fortune-telling table and looked around. The prosperous street no longer saw half of the people of that year. Year after year, he was watching them with his own eyes. They will bring good wine, take paper money, go to the grave to worship, chat with old friends, and talk to them about the current generation.

Zhuxian Town is still the same as Zhuxian Town.

And his existence, but very well explained, what is right and wrong.

At this moment, he smiled, the smile was very vicissitudes.

At this moment, he really understood, understood the meaning of the king, and experienced the life of a mortal before he realized the true meaning of Tao.

The Tao in the world is also the Tao, that is the Tao in the world.

He realized the epiphany, penetrated into the human world, the old state of mind, and once again Nirvana.

In the transformation, as a half-cent, he really touched the Great Saint bottleneck. As long as the demon unlocks the seal, he can seal the Great Saint on the spot. This is him. Wang sent it, this practice is more precious than what Emperor Tu came.

Suddenly, it snowed in the sky, and the white cage fell into the sky.

The people on the street all started to leave in a hurry. When passing by Ye Chen, they did not forget to stop. May the Ye Chen close earlier and go home to keep warm and do n’t freeze.

Ye Chen gently waved his hand, not cold, but old and tired. After waiting for a hundred years, he did n’t want to move his foot. The tired man, lying on the table weakly, closed his old eyes. The heavy snow flew, and the cold wind blew, still, and the falling snowflakes stained his clothes, but the traces of the vicissitudes of the body could not be concealed.

In the snow, a ray of wind blew, carrying a woman's fragrance.

Ye Chen knows that the woman in the dream is here again.

Even so, he could clearly feel that she was sitting at the fortune-telling table.

"It's snowing." The woman in the dream lightly lifted her lips slightly, and the words were so beautiful and clear, like Jiu Xiao Tian Lai, and like an immortal song, every note was filled with the woman's tenderness.

The word she used to be in illusion made the old body of Ye Chen tremble.

Only because of the sentence of the woman in the dream, he can hear it.

Because, the voice of the girl in the dream is very familiar, and it has been engraved in Soul.

He swiftly raised his head and stared at the opposite. The dreaming woman was turning a little bit into reality from the dream. If she was carved out of thin air, she carved out the beauty of the prosperous age, and carved the beauty of the age, white and white The hair she sent is more holy than the falling snow, like a fairy in the sky, not eating fireworks on earth, not causing the world to be dusty, and the beauty is dreamlike.

"Daoyou, can you be a marriage with a little girl ..." Her eyes, with tears in her eyes.

"Okay!" Ye Chen smiled crying.