Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 1609: One hundred years and one dream
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The Fairy without Tears is gone. The tears of Ye Chen are so full that he has crossed the old face and soaked his beard.
In the dim light of tears, you can still see two shadows in trance, both wearing colorful fairy clothes, and both wearing Fengyuzhuchai.
The bottom of the Five-Finger Mountain was dark, and he closed his eyes again, falling into a deep sleep, like a statue in motion.
Xuanhuang or Xuanhuang, Xu has no 'Ancient Desolate Emperor Physique' to create a myth, much quieter than ever.
However, there are still so many Chou families running, most of them are in a bad mood.
But Wuzhishan was quiet and did not get the slightest response.
Ye Chen did not wake up after a long sleep.
Day and night change, day and night reincarnation, years are changing.
In the third year, a shadow came to the bottom of the mountain, dressed in black and black cloak, like a female killer, her face is not peerless, but also beautiful.
She belongs to the Red Flame Mercenary Corps of the Southern Territory. She is a good girl, but she has a nonsense name: Kill Po Tian.
In the past, Ye Chen attacked the Kunpeng clan mine, and invited Chi Yan to help. There was also a transaction between them.
She stopped for a long time before leaving with a sigh.
In the fourth year after her, a man and a woman came to the foot of the mountain, all of which were Saint.
This is also an acquaintance, but two of Old Ancestor, the ancient stars of the Tianfu divinity, are forgotten: Dongyang Venerable and Qingyue Fairy.
In the past, Ye Chen was a reincarnation, and together with Yan Lao Road, he met the ancient stars and participated in the auction.
It was there that Ye Chen saw the statue of the Eastern Emperor for the first time, and it was there that he found the reincarnated Bi You, for which he also caused Hua Tiandu and Ghost Emperor God Son, causing a series of troubles thing.
Forgetting the ancient star heavenly dynasty, it has a great relationship with the Eastern Emperor.
Dongyang Venerable and Qingyue Fairy listened to Ye Chen, and only then went on the road to find Donghuang's sister-in-law.
Not seen for more than 100 years, they also found Xuanhuang.
Unfortunately, they did not find the emperor's sister-in-law, but they heard the Ye Chen legend and were crushed on Wuzhi Mountain.
The two called for a long time, and they also blasted the Wuzhi Mountain for a long time, but they did not see any response from Ye Chen.
Qingyue Fairy frowned at Dongyang Venerable and looked up at the Buddhist scroll on the top of the mountain.
The two turned around immediately, coming quickly and going quickly.
If you ca n’t open the seal, it wo n’t help to stay again. With this skill, it ’s better to look for the big Divine Ability.
Ye Chen is still asleep and covered with dust.
After seven years of deep sleep, his cultivation behavior has fallen from the peak of Sovereign Realms to Sovereign Realms 5th Layer, and his life span has also been reduced.
Weekday backlash is continuing. If a blaze of flames, he must be burned down bit by bit to finish.
He seemed too tired to show signs of waking up.
From spring to winter, in the blink of an eye, there are three more winters and summers.
In the tenth year, an old man came carrying a wine jar. He glanced carefully, it was the old man Quasi Emperor fishing.
In the past, Ye Chen hunted down Zhiyang without giving him a face. A Quasi Emperor class is quite embarrassing.
However, this time he did not come to Ye Chen for liquidation, but put a pot of wine on the Ye Chen tombstone.
With a deep sigh, he also walked away.
Before he left, he did not forget to glance at the Buddhist scroll hanging on the top of Wuzhi Mountain, and there was a shining light of Buddha.
That is the seal of the Buddha, the imperial imperial soldiers cannot be broken, even if he is Quasi Emperor level, he is also weak.
It's a long time again, with ten years of flowers blooming.
On the horizon, someone came again, and he was also a twilight old man.
The old man was Xiao Yan. He was the elder of Supreme Purity Palace and joined Supreme Purity Palace, also to kill Yin Zhong. He knew Ye Chen because of Secret Laws, which changed the world.
Xiao Yan fell silently, and he was able to revenge, and all owed credit to Ye Chen. If Ye Chen abandoned Yin Yin, he also killed is impossible.
Although, it was just a deal, but he still thanked Ye Chen, and sighed when he was crushed.
Late night, he left, his back was as bleak as that year, old and lonely, and lack of energy.
Thirty years is approaching, Ye Chen is still sinking into the dreams of the years, and there is a thick layer of dust on his body.
The old man, Xiuwei fell to Sovereign Realms 1st Layer .
If Suzaku came, standing at the foot of the Five Fingers Mountain, without a word for a long time, its expression is extremely ugly.
That year, she left Phoenix Valley and found an old mountain to declare herself. This one was thirty years old.
Waking up again, she did n’t wait until Xuanchen, but she heard too many Ye Chen myths before she came here.
Looking quietly at Wuzhi Mountain, her eyes are in a trance.
She was shocked and amazed. She was shocked by the little guys of the past. She was so horrible. She was also amazed by the shocking behavior of Ye Chen along the way.
But more in her heart is sorrow. He who once fought **** for Wanyu was so miserable that he was crushed by Wuzhishan, but no one cares.
She is helpless about the Buddha's seal.
After several calls, she turned around to find someone who could overhaul and help Ye Chen get rid of Wuzhishan's suppression.
The time is constant and the time is old.
Ten years of spring and autumn.
Twenty years of winter and summer.
Thirty years of blooming.
The world has quietly been for nearly a hundred years.
He was crushed for a hundred years, but he also slept for a hundred years.
Over the past 100 years, around Wuzhi Mountain has been covered with weeds, and the side of the tombstone is also weedy grass, and even the Buddhist scroll hanging on the top of the mountain has been covered with years of dust.
One hundred years in the world has been too long, and the world has gradually ignored the Five Finger Mountain, and also forgotten the Holy Body pressed on the bottom of the mountain.
His legends and myths are being hidden by time.
Sometimes someone mentions it before thinking of Wuzhishan.
Occasionally someone passes by before thinking of Wuzhishan still pressing a Eucharist, I wonder if he is still alive.
The older generation sighed and could not help mourning for the Eucharist.
The younger generation will be in awe, and will salute the Wuzhi Mountain. The one who is under the mountain is a stunning predecessor.
Even after a hundred years, the talents of Xuanhuang mainland came out in great numbers, but none of them broke his record.
The bottom of the Five-Finger Mountain, dark and dark, cold and silent.
The ancient altar was dusty and the iron chain was rusty.
Zhou Tian is ruthless, and he is cultivated to Mortal Origin Stage.
Years are like a sword, and his body is carved without a skin.
Heavy dust, layer after layer, seems to bury him. This dark mountain bottom is his tomb.
It is night again, the stars are vast, and the broken stars are like dust.
Suddenly, white snow floated in the sky, and heavy snow fluttered, adding a white coat to the silent night.
Snow covered the Wuzhi Mountain, and occasionally one or two flowers would fall to the bottom of the mountain and fall on him.
The next moment, I heard the crisp impact of the chain.
He woke up for a century, and finally he woke up.
His eyes, muddy, dim to dull, wrinkled skin, rickety, and the old, not a little angry, seemed to be in the next moment.
He sat down silently, silent, surrounded by dead air, and the breeze rolled in snow and ice.
"I don't need your compassion, and death will be carried back to Grand Chu." He has a hoarse voice, with vicissitudes.
Outside the mountain, heavy snow flew, and someone came from the snow.
It was a girl in white and white cloak, carrying a Suqin, leaving a series of footprints on the ground.
Whose her eyes are clear, her hair is flowing like waves of water, and she is dyed with holy glow.
Walking between heaven and earth is like a lotus flower in the flourishing age, blooming in the white snow, making the color of time dim.
Her eyes are indifferent, with no emotion on her small cheeks, like a fairy who sees through Hongchen, does not eat the fireworks in the world, and does not provoke the world.
To say that this girl is very familiar, exactly the same as Emperor Jiuxiansheng, but not Emperor Jiuxian.
Although she is a girl, she is not too young. She is more than three hundred years old. The reason why she keeps the appearance of a girl is due to the ancient and mysterious nature of the exercises she practiced.
Ye Chen has raised his head, staring at the girl in white with a harp back, her turbid eyes covered with tears.
Xi Yan, that is Xi Yan, his Ye Chen apprentice.
He can recognize her at a glance without calculating.
"Ye Chen, if there is an afterlife, will you marry me?"
An old love story, with the tenderness of a woman, sounded in his ear and moved out of the **** memory.
She died on the back of Ji Ningshuang in the army of Demon, called his name, and smiled tenderly at him.
In the haze, he seemed to be able to see a playful little girl, flashed big eyes at him, and smiled at him, smiling innocently and carefreely.
He thought too much about the reunion with Yu Yan, but he didn't expect it to be such a meeting.
"Xi Yan." Ye Chen opened his mouth, but he choked with a few words, and he had many words to say.
But her words, but Xi Yan could not hear them, only standing quietly under the mountain, only looking at his tombstone quietly.
For some reason, when she came here, looking at the words on the tablet, she felt very painful and wanted to cry for some reason.
"Did 'Ancient Desolate Emperor Physique' be crushed under this mountain? When he first came to Xuanhuang, the one who heard the most was him." A smirk sounded, which came from a purple-haired young man beside Xi Yan. .
Xi Yan kept silent, still looking at the Ye Chen tombstone, and the word Ye Chen on the monument was very eye-catching.
The reincarnated she is very different from her predecessor. She was eccentric in the past, but indifferent in this life.
"It is a pity that I failed to make a few moves with the Eucharist." The young man with purple hair still said that his mouth was slightly curled and full of eyes was abused. "If he is there, I will suppress it with one palm."
"Can you open the blood to follow the limit?" Xi Yan whispered.
"I ....."
"Have you cited the four emperors Heavenly Tribulation?"
"I ....."
"Have you escaped the want of all races?"
"I ..."
"Dare you dare to revolt against the sun?"
"I ....."
The reincarnation of Xi Yan, words and words, are plain and plain, but the purple hair on the side of the top of the young man is temporarily speechless.
The stories she said are all legends of the Eucharist, and each is a myth. No one can break it yet.
Purple-haired youth flushed, his face extremely ugly.
Who ever thought that for the sake of a Eucharist, she would like him like this, if not for his mentality, she would have spurted blood.
When the two were talking, Ye Chen at the bottom of the mountain had vomited blood.
He wanted to sacrifice the memory fairy light, to unlock the previous life ban for Xi Yan, but because of the seal, he could not sacrifice.
More than that, he who has fallen into cultivation has lost his consciousness, and his words cannot be heard outside.
His cloudy eyes are covered with blood.
It's hard to meet. If you miss it, most of you will be separated from heaven forever, it will be a sad regret.
The seal of Buddha is too strong, he was sealed to death.
When there was nothing to do, he suddenly had a flash of light.
He immediately reached into his arms and found a piece of Jade Slip from the inside, which contained the memory fairy light. Just crush Jade Slip, and the fairy light could be sacrificed.
What makes him powerless is that, now that he is powerless, he ca n’t even pinch Jade Slip, so he ca n’t help.
Helpless, he held Jade Slip in his hands and held it in front of his mouth.
He is biting with his mouth, like a dog ... chewing his bones.
The mouth is full of blood, and the teeth are broken.
After all, Emperor Tian does not pay attention, Jade Slip is broken.
A ray of fairy light flew out and passed through the Five Finger Mountain.