Chapter 2562: Incense

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Ye Chen left, and did not leave Taoist Temple, but went to the top.

Before leaving, did not forget to untie the rope to the fat old man.

His thoughts are still very reliable. When he messes up the heavens, and when Daozu can't see it anymore, he has met him since, and I have come all the way, but you haven't seen the whole thing. That must make your family happy. No Resistant, I blame Lao Tzu too hard.

"Where did you meet him." Behind him, the fat old man glanced at the fat old man.

The fat old man was really like that.

The fat old man listened to the groaning constantly, this world is big, there are all birds, a fine stone, all so good, he has been alive for more than 70 years.

"Master, would you like to ask Daxian," said the fat old man.

"Do you have that money to ask Daxian?" Fat Lao Dao gave a white look and looked to the top. "Stones become fine, they are also heaven and earth spirits. If you don't do evil, why not kill them."

On the other side, Ye Chen was already sitting on the top of the peak, scooping out the scrolls that introduced heaven.

This time, he was not glancing at it, he was really studying.

Looking at it, he saw a familiar word: heaven.

Yes, there is a heaven in heaven, and it has nothing to do with the heavens of Da Chu. It is not an ancient heaven, but it is mostly related to the ancient heaven. It must be set by Daozu Hongjun, but to some extent , Followed the ancient heavenly court system.

Daozu was a shopkeeper who shook his hands. The Lord of the Heaven Realm was him, but the Lord of the Heaven Realm was not him. He was a man named Jade Emperor who was in charge of the Heaven Realm.

"Jade Emperor, you dare to use it."

Ye Chen groaned and touched his chin again, paying special attention to the heavenly court. When it will be repaired, it will be a trouble in the Heavenly Palace, and Daozu can't stand it anymore.

The celestial realm and the celestial human realm are still slightly different, divided into fairy realm and scattered fairy realm.

In addition, the upper heaven is ruled by the heaven court. All the immortals in the heaven heaven are more or less official in the heaven court. There is Lu Luna, who is in the heaven court, is sheltered by the heaven court, and his family members and cultivators. They are all in the fairyland.

As for the Sanxian Realm, it's different. It's also divided into forces and there are no great magical people, but it's unwilling to enter the court of heaven, or it's unwilling to be bound by it. If there is difficulty, he will not be blessed by heaven.

And he, at this moment, is the Sanxian Realm.

But he knows that two points in the heaven world does not mean that the upper world is better than the lower world. The masters are hidden in the folk. If you throw away the ancestors, the lower world is even more terrifying than the upper world.

After closing the scrolls, he sat cross-legged and fell into a state of cultivation.

The sky is bright and the sun is hot. Because of his movements, the bright light is coming. Under the sun, the power of the sun merges into the body and is transformed into spiritual power.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

These sounds rang frequently throughout the day, and he was breaking through. He borrowed the power of the sun and broke through all the way until the peak of the spiritual realm stopped.

One day, the spiritual realm, if it spreads in the heavens, it will definitely shock Wuxian.

Because of his frequent breakthroughs, the Taoist Lingshan on that day continued to have visions. The villagers saw it from afar, and fell down on their knees, thinking that the gods would manifest their spirits, and they would descend to Ford.

As a result, the Taoist temple with strong incense has attracted more people, even the aristocracy of the king, also came to the horse to contribute to the incense, pray for good weather, and Guotai Min'an.

Night came quietly.

Ye Chen is still sitting on the top of the mountain, like the old monk sitting in meditation, and the treasure is solemn.

I do not know when the fat old man came up, hid under a boulder, peeped from a distance, and saw Ye Chen bathing in the starlight moonlight, like a god, shocked.

It was not until midnight that Ye Chen woke up.

In the next month, he held a jug and looked up at the stars quietly. He still missed the hometown of the heavens. The state of mind in a foreign country is difficult to say. He is alone.

A robbery, like a reincarnation, will bring you back to life. He doesn't know when he should pass the robbery or whether he can survive it safely. All these are unknown.

When he closed his eyes, he looked inside himself. Dan Tian was no longer Dan Tian, ​​but he turned into Dan Hai, and opened the sea of ​​Shen. As such, he could do it without the need for an empty world.

It is a pity that he has no special blood and origin, it is an ordinary constitution, besides that, he is no longer a holy body, but a stone.

However, this is not important. What is important is that the memory is still there, and the perception of the Tao is still there. At a certain level, the blood is no longer important. Like the Supreme Being, the spelling is the perception of the Tao. The treasure he possesses is even more bloodline.

He inexplicably remembered a man, a bitch: the king of the people, Fuxi.

In the past, the King of Kings should also be hijacked to heaven, and it was also a stone. This made him unconsciously think that whether Zhou Tian should be hijacked and entered the world, would it be a stone.

There is also memory. He is not sure whether the king is like him and should be robbed with memory. If so, then it is interesting. Where is robber? Obviously it is the restoration of the first life since the moment of accession. This is a bad fortune.

With a sip of wine, in addition to Xinghui, he had a touch of white fairy light, quite pure, without any trace of earthly filth, and brighter than the moonlight.

This kind of fairy light, he has seen it, is it, obliterating his magic.

Somehow, looking at the white fairy light, he suddenly felt the pain in his heart, and in the midst of it, he seemed to be able to hear the call of a woman, full of tenderness.

"What kind of power is this." Ye Chen murmured to himself, could not help but reach out, a ray of white fairy light fell, hanging in the palm of his hand, quite gentle, and feel kind.

So far, he doesn't know where this fairy light comes from, and who it comes from. He only knows that this kind of fairy light is quite mysterious. It has the power of purification and can wipe away all the filth in the world.

"Mozang, come here." Ye Chen received the fairy light and whispered.

Then he heard laughter.

Naina, the fat old man, came out from behind the rocks and ran up and down. He said quite well that he had a good wine in his hand and it was an old wine. He has kept it for decades.

Ye Chen loves people who are sensible.

Looking at it again, the fat old man in Ye Chen's eyes is very interesting. He is not a person who cultivates immortals, or in other words, he does not know how to cultivate immortals. The reason why he can become a fairy is because of the power of incense and the worship of the villagers. Is the source of his immortality.

This is quite similar to the Buddhist mentality.

"Reactive power is not affected by Lu," Ye Chen said with a smile, "directly, what do you want to do?"

"Can you, pass me the practice of immortality." The fat old man hoped.

"Here, make a good destiny." Ye Chen smiled, her eyebrows overflowed with fairy light, and fell into the mind of the fat old man. This is the most basic method of building foundations, which is absolutely sufficient.

There was something inexplicable in my mind, which made Fatty feel confused.

After reading it, he usually knelt there, just like the villagers kneeling and worshipping the gods, the excited old body trembled. For many years, how many immortals have been sought, he did not want to preach his method of immortal cultivation. In the rare years, I got a chance and was grateful.

Ye Chen smiled and whisked him off the mountain.

Fat Lao Dao's instincts were in the mind for a while, and he was already in the Taoist temple. He was shocked to add. Such great magical powers can only be cultivated as deep immortals.

Once again, he gave a respectful gift to the top of the mountain. He should be grateful. Fortunately, in his old age, he met a noble man, so that he would not regret before entering the soil.

At the top of the mountain, Ye Chen stood up and stretched his waist.

The cultivation of the peak of the spiritual void is that he has not forcibly broken through, and is advancing fast, but not good. If his acquaintances are here, he must not be used to it. Just because he broke through in one day, he did not see a disaster. The tenth emperor of Dachu in the year was thundered all the way.

Therefore, his response should be different from the ordinary response.

Ordinary robbers, if they are advanced, have a robber, but he with memory should rob him, and if he breaks through the realm, there is no such thing as a burglar.

At night, he stepped out of the Taoist temple and walked on the sky.

The scenery of the heaven world is still good, and the spiritual power is quite abundant. This is only the Sanxian world. If it is changed to the fairy world, it must be even more so. There is a group of dynasties. There will be more resources than the Sanxian Realm, at least you can lead Lulu.

Daozu is not dominated by heaven, but Tao's derivative is quite prosperous.

He came along this way and saw Taoism more often. He was in the old forest in the mountains. Even at night, the incense was very strong and smoky. Unfortunately, there were very few true cultivators, mostly gods.

boom! Rumble!

Heading over a mountain, Ye Chen suddenly heard nothingness.

He stood still, his eyes narrowed, his brows frowning. He was familiar with these booms. He would be familiar with them in the heavens, spreading from the ancient floods. Every time there was such a roar, an ominous premonition, he Twilight state of mind.

Unexpectedly, the heavens could hear, and the heavens could even hear, so it seems that if you are in the underworld, you must also be able to hear, the thunder of the ancient floods can ring through the three realms.

"No accident." Ye Chen murmured, can't help worrying about Emperor Huang and Yanyan. That is not a good place. A great emperor died before the ancient times. The destruction of the whole army by millions of gods is enough to explain everything. It is difficult for the two Great Sanctifications to survive.

"It is such a strange stone that it has been repaired to the spiritual realm." When Ye Chen watched, there was a sound of laughter, and the wind was blowing inexplicably between the heavens and the earth, and there was a hint of gloom.

Ye Chen looked back and glanced at one side.

In the eyes, I saw an old man with a humpback, loose hair, a faucet crutch, crimson eyes, and a wrinkled face. His smile was particularly scary in the night, his vision was not low, and he could see Ye Chen's body. Is a stone.

"Good thing." Ye Chen's eyes lightened, staring at the old man's dragon cane, which was not an ordinary object, it was cast by a special fairy iron. The old guy obviously wanted to kill and overdo it, then his cane. You have to grab him.

When he first came to Heaven, he lacked a weapon in his hand, and the crutch was good. After melting, it was more than enough to cast an overbearing fairy sword.

"The spirit of the strange stone is refined into Dan, which is very good." The old man laughed, walked into the air, stretched out his dry old hand, grabbed it the next day, and repaired it into a solitary underworld.