Reborn 80,000 Years Chapter 1441: Leave
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Chapter 1441 Leaving
"Master of Bitterness!"
Looking at the ascetic monk who came by, Yang Chen immediately stood up and folded his hands toward the ascetic monk, his eyes showing respect.
"Donor Yang." The ascetic monk also nodded with a smile, and politely bowed to Yang Chen, and asked politely: "Donor Yang, did you rest well? Has your body recovered?"
"Master of troubles and troubles, the body is almost recovered." Yang Chen smiled slightly, and while he said, he spread his right hand.
Immediately afterwards, a ray of light suddenly diffused from Yang Chen's right hand. The light was like condensed fat, and it was shining with a little bit of crystal, which looked extremely dazzling.
"Not bad!" Seeing the light condensed on Yang Chen's fingertips, the ascetic nodded, and his eyes also showed relief, and said: "It is indeed the power of the fairyland, but it is mixed with the power of incense. Power is stronger than the kind of energy you had before!"
"That's right..."
Speaking of this, the ascetic monk suddenly paused and said, "Donor Yang, I want to ask, did you go behind Leiyun?"
Hearing what the ascetic monk said, Yang Chen was taken aback, but he nodded, and did not deny: "Yes, I went behind the thundercloud."
"Did you see it?" Hearing Yang Chen's answer, the ascetic monk also squinted his eyes, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.
"See what?" Yang Chen smiled, pretending to be ignorant.
"Hehe, Donor Yang, don’t have to pretend to be crazy with me. In fact, Lao Na is also someone who came here. Then there is something behind Thunder Cloud, Lao Na knows better than you, so you don’t have to deceive Lao Na." The ascetic monk laughed. Said.
"Master Bitter knows...what's behind this thundercloud?" Yang Chen raised his brow slightly, and his eyes also showed surprise. But soon, Yang Chen turned to think about it, and then he was relieved.
Also for the ascetic monk, after all, he is a person who has experienced the storm. He has also experienced the existence of several plane wars. For the so-called layman, he knows better than himself.
"Donor Yang, now that you have stepped into the realm of immortals, then some things should be clear. Yes, the so-called tribulation is not a kind of anger at all, but man-made." The ascetic monk sighed and said. It also suddenly became dignified.
"For the higher planes, the middle planes and the lower planes are nothing more than their captive existence. However, all catastrophes and ascensions are carried out under the control of the higher planes. Not long after The subsequent plane wars and the key competition are actually a way for higher planes to select talents." The ascetic said slowly, and suddenly there was a little bit of intolerance in his tone.
This world is like this, the weak eat the strong, you say there is no such thing as heaven, but it's not right. Because for the weak, the strong is heaven, and when the strong is angry, the weak will shed blood.
How can this not be another kind of Tianwei?
"Captive..."
Hearing what the ascetic monk said, Yang Chen's face changed, and the fist under his robe couldn't help being clenched.
He raised his head and glanced at the endless sky.
Long ago, he felt that the sky was clear and clear, and it was an unimaginable holy place. But looking again now, he suddenly felt an unprecedented icy cold, and the thick clouds seemed to cover the world underneath like big hands.
Under these big hands, people can only walk according to their stories and live in the myths they created.
"Since there are no so-called immortals in this world, since these immortals are just physical mortals, since...I have just killed these so-called immortals. Then to me, they are no longer inviolable. "The corner of Yang Chen's mouth raised slightly, and a little chill suddenly appeared in his eyes.
He has not believed in heaven and immortals all his life!
He can't control others, but Yang Chen himself is absolutely not allowed to be someone else's pet!
"Master Bitter, how long is the key contest?" Yang Chen suddenly asked.
"There are still five months left." The ascetic monk said slowly. When he said this, his tone was paused, and he said, "Donor Yang, now people from all dimensions have begun to leave, including this Some casual cultivators on the plane have also set off, and we have not much time left."
Running?
Hearing this, Yang Chen was taken aback for a moment, and became curious: "There are also casual repairs? They are going to participate in the plane war, shouldn't they join us? After all, I am the plane manager."
"Of course not." Hearing Yang Chen's words, the ascetic monk smiled and said, "As long as you have the ability to participate in the key contest and the plane battle. However, most of these casual cultivators are not for participating in the plane. War, but just wandering between the planes, I want to use this battle to make a fortune."
A plane merchant.
Hearing this name, Yang Chen was stunned for a moment, his eyes also showed a clear look.
Isn't the Yanjin that he met before is a plane merchant?
"Don’t worry too much about Donor Yang. These businessmen are just thinking about getting rich. As long as you don’t proactively provoke them, they will generally not provoke you. And... maybe you will They need them." At this point, the corner of the ascetic monk's mouth raised slightly, and a deep smile suddenly appeared in his eyes.
"Yes, I got it."
Yang Chen nodded.
Not much to say.
While talking, the two of them walked deep into the sky.
Time is fleeting.
Soon, Yang Chen and the others have spent hundreds of years in the sky. In these hundreds of years, everyone has improved somewhat. Under the guidance of the ascetic monk and Yang Chen, everyone's cultivation level reached the peak of the emperor realm, but no one had been able to communicate with the catastrophe, nor had they caught the opportunity for breakthrough.
It seems that no one will step into the fairyland before the battle of planes begins.
……
……
This day.
Everyone gathered on the sky road, ready to leave.
At this moment, there is still less than a month from the outside world to the start of the key competition. Everyone needs to use this time to hand over some things to the outside world.
"Donor Yang, I won't send you off from now on. Please be careful about everything." The ascetic monk bowed and said kindly.
"Good."
Yang Chen nodded, then looked at the three guardians behind the ascetic monk, and said: "Masters, don't you go out with us and explain something?"
"Haha, no need." Master Cicada shook his head, and said, "We are monks and we are alone. Where can we explain? This month, we will be here waiting for Donor Yang, to Let’s go to the venue together again."
"Good!"
Hearing what the other party said, Yang Chen nodded and didn't make any demands.
Everyone didn't stay anymore, and left Tianlu directly.