As soon as this wanted to breed, the grass slowly grew, and the blood ancestors could not help worrying.
You know that he and Ye Chen are already the grasshoppers tied to a rope. If Ye Chen is unlucky, he will inevitably be involved and even be killed.
Ye Chenzhenyuan pumped a clean, dizzy and dizzy, how can I still observe this.
Hearing what the blood-ghost ancestors asked, I didn’t take it seriously. On the one hand, the practice of cultivating was based on one hundred tactics, but on the other hand, it was also related to the previous life as a devil. Otherwise, he would not be able to create such a hegemonic spell.
"This method is not a magic skill, but it is a method that I borrowed from the price of one hundred, and there are only the celestial demon to have such power." Ye Chen said weakly.
These words alone will not convince the blood-ghost ancestors completely, but they also calm down a little bit. Whether it is true or false will only be broken in the future.
"It's just that this method is too violent, and it hurts. It's better not to use it until life or death matters."
The blood ghost ancestor warned that the power of life had already closed the way of luck. If it relied on this, it would not only hurt the heavens, but also be condemned by the heavens. The unclear meaning in the words secretly reminded Ye Chen.
Ye Chen smiled bitterly, "This is not false, and it is just a prototype. Even if there is a life-and-death crisis, it is not easy to use easily, hurting the enemy by one thousand and harming by 800."
After hearing this, the blood ghost ancestor thought that Ye Chen did not know the terrible place of this method. "If I expected it to be true, what you use now can be used against the early stage of the state of the law, but if you are aware of the state of the law, I’m afraid it’s not only useless, it’s also a desperate move.”
Sister Fanghua was indeed quite innocent on the side. The blood ghost ancestor was afraid that Ye Chen was the devil. He was unhappy in his heart and said coldly.
"Vampire ancestors, since this is the case, Achen and I went to rest."
The blood ghost ancestor had to say "um", and watched Ye Chen and Fang Hua leave, but the quiet blood ghost ancestor did not know what to think.
Back in Dongfu, Sister Fanghua hurriedly helped Ye Chen to bed and said with concern, "A Chen, you are not injured, let me see."
Let's just talk about Ye Chen's clothes.
Ye Chen smiled bitterly, "I'm really just that the spells are not skilled enough, the true element is too expensive, and I'll practice it for a while."
With his legs crossed, he quietly absorbed Qiyuan. Sister Fang Hua didn't say much when she saw this, so she sat aside and watched Ye Chen.
At the time of the coming, Zhenyuan recovered seven, eight or eight, Ye Chenshen exhaled, he began to recall his bean, and remember that when the flames devoured the vitality of the blood ghost ancestor, he felt the feedback.
But something like vitality is invisible and intangible, but it exists objectively. The only change in the body is that the vitality is a little higher than before, and I don’t know if it is something that the flames feedback.
When the gods were out, I saw Sister Fanghua teasing the buns. This squirrel was really lazy and slept for a few days. Today, it is awake. I saw the buns shaking and lying down, just Sister Fanghua always helped when the buns were about to fall, as if she was drunk, and looked very interesting.
Seeing the scene of Fanghua teasing the buns, Ye Chen laughed out loud.
"Achen, are you awake?"
Sister Fang Hua heard the laughter and turned her head back, and saw Ye Chen smiled at herself, but this time ignored the swaying buns.
With a "snap", the bun was unsupported and fell into the basket, but it was a bit fat, and the meat was not handsome, and then it fell asleep.
Sister Fang Hua looked at Ye Chen affectionately at this time, which still manages the buns, and said to Ye Chen, "What are you laughing at?"
"Of course I laughed at you." Ye Chentiao smiled.
"Are you looking for a fight." Sister Fang Hua waved her fist fiercely and said to Ye Chen.
Ye Chen's big arm embraced: "I will look for a fight, how can you do me?"
Coupled with Sister Fang Hua's weak and impassive look, it looks like a girl bullied by a bully.
The two broke into trouble.
...
The next day, in the early morning, Chen Chen and Fanghua sister and blood ancestors resigned, and went to Beihuang Daxue Mountain. After half a year, Qingyun Sect was okay, but there were no other changes, so he went to the blood ghost. The ancestor explained some trivial matters, and went on a boat.
On the third day of Ye Chen’s departure, Qing Yunzong came to the people of Yanshan Kingdom, took the will of the king, and brought a large box of spirit stones and jade. The huge Yanshan Kingdom learned that the demon army had retreated, and the difficulty of destroying the country was eliminated. Qing Yunzong defeated the enemy, and the people of Dawn were in the fire and fire. How could such kindness not be expressed.
So he sent people to send the spirit stone. The monks did not need gold and silver jewelry. The yellow and white things were useless. Fortunately, the Yanshan state-owned mine. Most of the spirit stones were provided to the Qingyun Sect every year, but the national treasury also stored a lot. good chance.
"Who is coming?" Qingyun Zong Shoushan disciples routinely said.
"The troubled little brother reported that we are the ministers of the Yanshan Kingdom. We learned that Xianzong had lost his enemy, and he gave you some gifts with the will of the king."
It was Li Fang who came to ask for help at the time. At this time, he was already a general style, but the smile on his face was unabated.
Because of the merits of Qianfan's help, he has now joined the ranks of generals.
"Oh, the people of Yanshan Kingdom?" The disciples of Shoushan Gate were slightly surprised. They clearly remembered that today is not a day of worship. How could they bring so many tributes, but as disciples of Shoushan, they also have their own consciousness, and this matter is handed over to Zong Just make the old decision.
"Exactly." Li Fang replied.
"Okay, then wait for a while," the disciple said, and he went to Wu Yongzong.
Not long afterward, a short-haired Zong Lao flew into the air.
It is the old Wu Yongzong.
"Yo, it's you."
At first glance, the monk remembered it, not to mention the fact that it was not long before the last time he came to ask for help, and at a glance he recognized Li Fang, the emperor of the court who came to the mountain for help.
"Have seen Zong Lao."
Li Fang grabbed the handrail, but the etiquette fell a bit.
Old Wu Yongzong glanced at the long line, a team of large boxes and small boxes lined up behind, and said lightly, "Come with me."
"Okay." Li Fang agreed to let his men follow up the mountain.
He came to give gifts this time, mainly to bring Jun Shang's words.
Behind Wu Yongzong's old man, he enjoyed the scenery along the road, but the pace was not slow. The two stepped step by step toward Zongtang.
The Blood Ghost Ancestor meditated in the Zongtang Chamber of Secrets. After the two arrived, Wu Yongzong heard the sound. When the two men sat down, the Blood Ghost Ancestor came out of the Chamber of Secrets.
"I've seen the patriarch." Li Fang quickly bowed down and said, then rose up and said with a spring breeze.
"Sit down," the blood ghost ancestor said expressionlessly.
Because these days are always the trivial chores of Qingyun Zong, plus yesterday I had a meeting with the master Ye Chen, labor and hard work, so that he did not mind and the messengers of the court to do more perfunctory.