Chapter 436: win

In this way, they don't have to sacrifice their lives in the future, and they have the foundation to settle down. It doesn't matter if they move to the outside world, and they can even take refuge in Ye Chen.

Ye Chen felt Sheng Guhuai's fiery heart, and immediately went to the Qinglan Ancestral Sect Hall, found the leader Deng Qingqiu, and asked him to explain the matter.

Deng Qingqiu was taken aback when he heard about it, and said, "Lord of Reincarnation, do you want to stand up for the Sacred Tree Gate?"

Ye Chen shook his head and said, "It's not that he was in the early stage, it's just that the bet back then was indeed a bit frivolous and outrageous. The seeds of the Zixuan Divine Tree are useless even if your sect wants to come, so it's better to return them to the gate of the Holy Tree."

"Just imagine, if your religion lost the gambling fight back then, would they also have to hand over the bones and golden body of Confucian Saint Haotian?"

Deng Qingqiu said: "My uncle Deng Cangyun is a master of swordsmanship. He is dedicated to practicing swords. His sword heart is youthful and youthful, his appearance is not worn by the years, and he is invincible in the world. What a character, he can't lose!"

Ye Chen said: "Master Deng, I'm not saying that your uncle is no good, I'm just saying if."

Deng Qingqiu pondered for a while, and said: "Lord of Reincarnation, to be honest, my uncle was overjoyed when he won the Zixuan Sacred Tree's seed, and accidentally dropped the seed when he was practicing sword in Prisoner's Abyss."

"The prisoner's abyss is a fatal abyss. The seeds of the purple mysterious tree fell into it, and they can't be found no matter what. Even if I want to return it to the gate of the holy tree, I will never be able to do it."

Ye Chen heard that Deng Qingqiu's words were sincere, but he didn't deliberately evade, so he couldn't help frowning, and said:

"I really fell into the abyss, can't I get it back?"

Deng Qingqiu said: "Yes, Prisoner's Abyss is a taboo place, full of darkness and evil spirit, it's not the seed that I seized the door of the sacred tree, it's really impossible to get it back."

Ye Chen thought for a while, and said: "Master Deng, you can't find it, so I wonder if you can let me go to the Abyss of Prisoner Spirit?"

He has the means of the heart of light, the golden wheel of the emperor of heaven, the star of fire and life, and so on. Even if the abyss of prisoner spirits is dark, he is not afraid.

If the seed of the Purple Profound Sacred Tree is really in the Abyss of Imprisoner's Spirit, then Ye Chen may be able to find it.

Hearing this, Deng Qingqiu was taken aback, and said: "This is absolutely impossible, Lord of Reincarnation, don't be joking."

"The prisoner's abyss is a dark and taboo place to die. If something goes wrong with you in it, my Qinglan Ancestral Sect can't bear it."

Ye Chen said: "It's okay, I have the means to protect myself, so don't worry too much, Hierarch Deng."

Deng Qingqiu frowned, how dare he let Ye Chen take risks?

Boom, boom, boom—

At this time, there was a melodious bell from outside.

Deng Qingqiu lifted his spirits, changed the topic and said: "Lord of Reincarnation, the ceremony of worshiping the emperor is about to begin, let's go to the meeting first, and we will talk about it later." He said and hurried out of the hall.

Seeing this, Ye Chen had no choice but to follow him out.

The ceremony of worshiping the emperor officially began, and everyone went to the mausoleum of the emperor.

The Mausoleum of the Great Emperor is the mausoleum of Haotian Confucian Sage, the ancestor of Qinglan Ancestral Sect, and the golden body of Haotian Confucian Sage is enshrined inside.

As the ceremony of worshiping the emperor began, people from the Qinglan Ancestral Sect, the ruined temple, the deep valley of subduing demons, and the gate of the holy tree came to the mausoleum of the emperor one after another, offering gifts and paying homage to the golden body of Haotian Confucian saint.

The golden body of Haotian Confucian saint was placed on a simple stone platform.

The golden body of the corpse looked extremely skinny, it was painted with gold powder, and the whole body was filled with golden light, and these golden lights gathered runes one after another, slowly turning and dancing around the corpse, the picture looked quite magnificent, and somewhat Ancient mysterious atmosphere.

Ye Chen stood beside Sheng Guhuai, the head of the Sacred Tree Gate, and told him what happened just now in a low voice.

Sheng Guhuai looked surprised, and asked, "Master of Reincarnation, do you want to go to Prisoner's Abyss yourself?"

Ye Chen nodded and said: "This is the only way, I'm afraid that the Qinglan Ancestral Sect will not open up."

Sheng Guhuai snorted and said: "If they refuse to open up, then they have ghosts in their hearts and want to swallow the seeds of the Zixuan Divine Tree from the gate of my Sacred Tree!"

Ye Chen shook his head and didn't speak any more. He scented Haotian Confucian Sage's body and gold body, looked at the body body, and prayed for the enlightenment of martial arts.

Haotian Confucian Sage is the only heavenly emperor born in the holy tree world. The Emperor Worship Conference is to worship his golden body. Various martial arts gains.

I saw people from the Qinglan Ancestral Sect, the dilapidated temple, the deep valley of subduing demons, and the gate of the holy tree, all worshiping the bones of Haotian Confucian saints, hoping to be blessed.

Buzz buzz!

Rays of divine light burst out from all over the crowd in the Great Emperor's Mausoleum, and many people were blessed on the spot, improving their cultivation.

"I broke through!"

"Haha, I'm also lucky. I have received the blessing of Haotian Confucian Sage, and my swordsmanship has improved."

"My dark wound is healed!"

Surprised voices came from the crowd, and the blessing effect of Haotian Confucianism was evident in the field.

Seeing this scene, Ye Chen calmed down, stared at the golden body of Haotian Confucian Saint more sincerely, and prayed silently in his heart.

Suddenly, from the golden body of Haotian Confucian Saint, a golden light shot out and hit Ye Chen.

boom!

At the moment when the golden light hit, Ye Chen's mind shook violently, and a majestic flow of information poured in.

This stream of information is a sword technique!

Thirty-three days of divine art, the Heavenly Emperor's Dragon Slaying Art!

Ye Chen was also blessed, and actually obtained the secret of the Heavenly Emperor's Dragon Slaying Art.