The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor

Time flies, and three days soon passed.

I don't know why. Ye Chen didn't even encounter a person from Kunlun Xianmeng along the way.

Looking at the strange scenery in front of him, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The wall of sighs actually exists intact.

When he saw the extension of the wall of sighs, he was amazed. Sure enough, he still has the power to cultivate Buddha in other worlds, and he can spare his life when the world needs him.

Tuoying just called this grotesque wall as a strange wall, and did not know its cause and real name.

It looks like a squashed rainbow. The difference is that the wall is not only showing colorful colors, but also different pictures stacked on top of it.

These pictures appear to be as real as if they had actually happened.

Among them, there are characters, events, related animals and plants, and various human scenes are all piled up and flat.

The protagonists of these paintings have Xiao Sha Mi and also have monks, but the space they occupy is not very significant, as if they are not the protagonists of the paintings.

But Ye Chen knew that these were the most precious memories of the Buddha's power, or the precious memories of the parties' last few rotations.

The most space is the presentation of the life of the people of Li Min in various appearances, followed by the paintings as characters of various occupations.

These paintings all have a common protagonist, that is, the previous life or the predecessor of the great power of Buddha cultivation. Of course, some people may not be aware of this, because these main characters seem to have nothing in common, and some are brave warriors who look forward to self-improvement. Some of them are weak tenants who can be bullied, some are businessmen with clever tongues, some are fierce beasts that choose people to eat, and others are high-ranking hierarchies.

Some of these characters have an ugly body, some have a handsome figure, and others are faces of ordinary people who can't be found in the crowd. Men and women, old and young, are different.

This wall of sighs is just a barrier that temporarily protects the world behind the wall, and there is no kind of hostility and harm to the peace of mind.

But he can be sure that it is impossible for the surnamed Liao to know this. He only knows that the world behind the wall is a tranquil place comparable to heaven, and that is where it can provide him with a little opportunity to purify the soul.

But what he valued more was this rare sighing wall.

When you enter it without any hostility, you can experience everything he experienced from the perspective of the previous life of Buddha cultivation. That is the fastest way to eliminate this wall of sighs, and it is also the most beneficial to the invaders. Kinds of means.

"The past lives of this mortal hunter are really rich, so what should I start from? Is it the poor scholar who has fallen down all his life? Or the dog slaughterer who took the sword to the world? Or this whole life has not been What little citizens did the violent incident happen?"

Ye Chenshen took a deep breath and considered carefully. While inhaling, he had dissipated all the protective measures. Even if the fairy who wandered all over the body was imprisoned in Dantian by him, only This will not cause the vigilance and counterattack of this sighing wall.

While he was doing this, the elm tree on the unobtrusive stone mountain in the distance seemed to have no special movement.

"Huh, what's the situation with this person? How can you, as a cultivator, give up all of the cultivators in front of this hostile and slowly-grown wall? There is something weird, do you want to report to it now?"

A bottom voice dissipated in the subtle mountain breeze.

If at ordinary times, this little movement will definitely not be able to hide Ye, but he has almost closed the Six Senses at this time, and controlled the Six Senses in the situation of ordinary people, where he can perceive what is happening here. .

He was slowly moving forward with a calm breath, and soon the whole person disappeared into the wall of sighs.

"How could this happen? After entering this strange wall, this person actually attracted the characters in one painting, and the other paintings did not move at all? It should not be those characters, animals, monsters in any painting with attack ability, Xianfan, even if the dead-like objects were all pressed against the place where he entered? Until he was overwhelmed or pulled out desperately into the space behind the strange wall."

"No, this is probably the best way to pass this strange wall, I must record it."

This man can no longer care about exposing himself, and the ordinary elm swayed in the mountain breeze to become a green-haired woman standing in the original standing position of the elm.

"Mirror, mirror, appear soon."

The woman in green whispered in a low voice, solemnly, as if she was reading an incredible spell.

"Bapo. You're not the most beautiful one in the world. What scriptures are you reading. I'm too lazy to take your face."

A quaint Huagui mirror studded with various gemstones suddenly appeared in front of the woman in green dress. It was originally a mirror that appeared in front of the woman in green dress. The woman's graceful figure was removed from the mirror image.

The woman in green was still solemn, not touched by the words and his actions in the mirror, and her whisper murmured again.

"Mirror, mirror, please turn around and record everything for me."

The quaint Huagui mirror twitched a bit, and chose a bigger way of turning. I would like to turn a large angle and not want to shine this pretty and beautiful woman in green clothes into the mirror in a moment.

"Huh, I want the coach to consume everything to record this strange wall. The coach has been boring. Can you play something new? It's not good, you can dance a magic dance for Lao Tzu."

The perfect male voice sounded again, looking very strange and funny.

"Alas, which woman is willing to cooperate with your arrogant maniac? It's just to complete the task assigned by the master. You don't have to be too tight."

The woman in green silently slid a flashing gullet in her hand into her sleeve. She said helplessly, disgusting the mirror and looking very scrupulous at the same time.

"Bapo, even if you don't want to dance in a wide dress, then there are so many rory excuses. If the master gave that Fulu, do you think you can instruct the coach to move?"

A perfect man's face flashed on the mirror, and he glanced contemptuously at the woman in green.

"You are the most handsome, and you are the most provocative. How can you be willing to give up the omnipotent body and turn it into a cold mirror?"

After the woman in green finished everything she wanted to do, she opened the conversation box.

"That's not to look at my lovely host..."

"You bastard don't have any good intentions anymore. In the case of Lao Tzu, I don't want to answer your question."

The perfect male voice resounded like a irritable seven or eight year old boy.

"Cough, I don't think you can get the owner's half-hearted favor when you have a perfect body, right? What a trifling decision?"

"Don't think that you can appreciate all the parts of the master's perfect body."

"But, now you can only appreciate it. What else can you do? It's not as good as the puppy in the arms of the owner."

The woman in green would easily spare him and start a merciless blow and ridicule.

"You, you servant maid, I swear to kill you and want you to smash corpses."

The mirror poked at the sore spot trembled, even the mirror was a little messy, very excited, but it was just a roar on the mouth, no substantial movement.

"Haha, look at what you look like now. What can you do with inlaid gemstones? How many years have your mana progressed? Do you dare to shoot me?"

"Don't you dare?"

"Uh, by the way, you are just a dead creature that can still talk. What's the use of so much mana?"

"You with low mana have no use at all. Your sister's desire to convince you is not something you can do."

"Stick the mirror to the old lady obediently, don't obscure the mirror."

The woman in green can be described as bitter and harsh to the extreme. It seems to have a different hatred from this mirror. Continue to attack the other party while letting the other party get things done.

"You, you, kill me too!"

The mirror shook, letting the covered stones reflect the bright light, but soon stopped any movements and words, as if it really became a dead thing.

"Oh, you, you. You still want to fight with our former sisters. You don't have to look at where you are now. At best you are just a plaything that the owner loves. When you want to use it, save from Take it out of the bracelet and use it for a while. If you don’t use it, you will immediately throw it into the corner and forget your existence."

"But we are different. We are all fairy celestial beings, and we have a brilliant future."

"I have to say. Your admiration for your cruelty to make everyone afraid made me admire, but that's just a little admiration for your arrogant and brainless person."

"Don't think that we are afraid of you now, and don't think that your handsome face is so jealous that even a woman can remind us."

"You can be a dead thing with peace of mind."

The woman in green deliberately did not allow her figure to appear in the mirror, which was very far away from the mirror, but these words were passed on to the mirror.

A picture in the strange wall wriggled.

The owner of the three-year-old child seemed to have changed his face and became a bit eccentric.

"Well, is this the 179th generation of this powerful Buddha repairer? The taste of stealing the fruits of others is really delicious, but I can only take one thousandth of it, otherwise I will give up my efforts. Now."

"Hey, even if one thousandth of the food is enough, it is good to have a long stream of water."

"It's just that the little body is too weak. He obviously made a peerless birth in the mother's womb, and he will be prescribed medicine to premature delivery, and he will be made a congenital deficiency."

"Oh, this Buddha-repairing power is really tolerable. After gaining all the previous worldly deeds, he still let go of the guys who gave him a bad hand, and even sent them a bit of remorse with virtue, but failed. Leaving a little benefit to his biological mother, this is too much."

Ye Chen seemed to make a decision and moved the small body in a certain direction.

The picture turned in the mirror, an aroma-filled inner room, and a sickly face on the incense collapse stared at the roof in a daze.

"Hee hee, my mother-in-law still slept in bed during the day. She also smelled the fragrance in the room. Xiaoxi'er was not happy. Xiaoxier wanted to eliminate this fragrance and let the mother's body Get well soon and play with Xiaoxi'er."

The child's words were unscrupulous, as if he meant something, and when he mentioned ***, he really poured the incense burner.

This time, let's not talk about any spices. Even the censer will be thrown into the garbage room by the servant maid.

"Cough, Xi'er, my little obedient, I'll definitely play with you when I'm a little bit better."

The woman's empty eyes on Xiangtan suddenly showed a trace of radiance, coughing and trying to sit up, but she didn't get her wish after trying for a long time.

Within a short while, a pretty maid ran in to sue.

"Ma'am, it's bad for Tweety, Tweety doesn't care for the young master."

Tweety didn't care about the woman who tried to sit up, but instead glared at Xiao Dot after the false accusation, and also made a move to scare him back to the hostess.

"Wow....."

Ye Chen was very cooperative with her, and immediately burst into tears, kicking the damn incense burner hard, and stumbled to the door.

"I want to complain to my father. I want him not to take Aunt Xiaocui into the room. I have to tell her to scare me if everything is fine..."

This stirring caused the whole mansion to be fried.

The rumor of the young master Zaozhi spread immediately, and the maid named Xiaocui could no longer start her wishful thinking, and the little mother gradually got better.

"Huh, why do I feel this picture is different from the previous one? It seems there is something wrong."

The green woman stared at the only creepy picture in the strange wall and whispered.

"Smelly bastard, there's something wrong, isn't it the story of a wealthy son who has gone through all kinds of hardships to go to Xiuxian? It's a terrible plot, and I don't know if your bastard wants me to write it down. What. Do you know that when you are sent like this, the coach will have to sleep for three days before he can fully recover."

The perfect male voice was very dissatisfied.

"I know. When the rich son and the cock dog flew in the sky, they missed Xiaocui's maidservant and increased his birth mother."

"It seems that the original plot is not like this. It turned out that Xiaocui became his stepmother, and his biological mother died of a cold spring when he was less than five years old."

"Oh, I dare say that all these changes were caused by the sneaky man who broke into the strange wall just now."

"You have listened to the old lady. Hurry up and record all the details. The master will be very happy afterwards and will not forget your credit. The reward is indispensable."

The woman in green was not interested in continuing to quarrel with this mirror, and found that the New World stared at the strange creeping painting on the wall with her eyes widened in the slightest detail.