Time passes quietly, and three days pass by in the blink of an eye.

On Jade Girl Peak, Ye Chen lay quietly on the bed, breathing well, sleeping peacefully, and ignoring the troubles of the world.

At this moment, he was no longer old, his skin was no longer wrinkled, and he looked like a young man, his face was rosy and full of glory.

In other words, except for the lack of cultivation, everything is in its prime.

In his sleep, he smiled sometimes, as if he was having a beautiful dream. He dreamed of a woman wearing a wedding dress dancing gracefully, but could not see her face clearly, like a dream.

The moonlight was bright and shining on his face, and he opened his eyes.

Without saying a word, he looked straight at the roof, and his deep eyes gradually dissipated from confusion and restored the ancient Qingming Festival.

Hengyue Sect, this is the breath of Hengyue Sect, Jade Girl Peak.

This breath has been engraved in my soul for three hundred years and has long been engraved in my soul. No matter how long it takes, it will be difficult to erase it.

"You are awake." Before he could be excited, he heard a leisurely word from the edge of the bed, with a yawn.

Ye Chen sat up immediately and saw a white-haired young man holding his hands, crossing his legs, staring at him.

"You are..." Ye Chen swept up and down to measure the white-haired young man. This person is not simple, his breath is obscure, and he returns to nature.

"Fuxi." The white-haired young man answered casually.

"You... are you the human king?" Ye Chen couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then he realized why he had come back to life. It must be Fuxi who changed his fate for him and escaped.

However, the man king in front of him was a little different from what he imagined. He looked a little vulgar and was still a little beating. Just sit down and sit down! He kept shaking.

"Come on, put it away." The king of man sent a bag.

"What." Ye Chen took it and subconsciously opened it.

The bag is a wedding dress, the wedding dress for the bride when she gets married.

He was a little confused and looked at Wang Fuxi in confusion.

"It's good to keep it in. When it's late at night, I'll talk with her." The words of the Renwang were full of profound meaning.

"Speak?" Ye Chen was confused.

"I have helped you brush away the heavens. From today tonight, you can practice Taoism again." The Human King continued.

"Thank you for your rescue, senior." Ye Chen was sincerely grateful.

"You have been poisoned by Zhou Tian too deeply. Although I have saved you, you only have three years of life. You can take good care of it yourself."

"I should have died, I can live for three years, and I am content."

"You are optimistic." The king raised his eyebrows and took out a book from his arms, "This is for you."

The gift from the King of Humans is naturally worth it, but when he opened the pages, Ye Chen was shocked to find that there was no word in the book.

"The Book of Heaven without Words." Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly.

"There is no word in the book, but there are words in the heart. Books are heaven and earth, and words are all things. Reading books is like practicing Taoism. When there is no word in the book, the Tao transcends the heaven and earth, and transforming mortals is the most holy thing." The human king said slowly.

"The Tao surpasses the world, and all things are the most holy." Ye Chen murmured softly.

It was not until this moment that he realized that the person who sent Ji Ningshuang's words to the heavenly book in the past was Wang Fuxi in front of him.

Ji Ningshuang became a nerd, thanks to him.

Thinking of Ji Ningshuang, he looked at the Human King with hope, "Senior, you can tell where the goddess of Yaochi is."

"When you should see each other, you will meet again, and this matter cannot be forced."

"That's right." Ye Chen laughed dryly. Even after a long time, he still remembered the erotic scene, which was very embarrassing.

"Stop!" The king of people patted Ye Chen on the shoulder, turned around and left, holding his hands, like a thief.

Later, another misty word was sent back, "Look more books when you have nothing to do, and talk more to the wedding dress."

"I understand reading, but this wedding dress..." Ye Chen scratched his head, not knowing why.

The woman's wedding dress has the fragrance of the woman, and the fragrance is a bit familiar, so I can't remember where I smelled it for a while.

After retracting his thoughts, he slowly stood up and pushed open the door.

A long-lost aura rushed in, very warm.

As I imagined, there were no figures standing outside the door, and there was not a single one.

The people of Hengyue, and even the people of Dachu, may have a tacit understanding, which is to give him time to remember.

This is Jade Girl Peak. There were two women he loved the most. Although they were not there, the ancient memories existed.

Ye Chen stepped out of the room and looked greedily at the flowers and grass on Jade Girl Peak, each of which seemed to have their shadows.

This is Jade Girl Peak, not something that Xuanhuang Jade Girl Peak can imitate. It has been three hundred years, and there is still fragrance in the air.

He ascended to the top of the Jade Girl Peak, and stood here, and could see half of Hengyue Sect, just like in his memory, it seemed like a fairyland.

"Chu Xuan, Chu Ling, I'm back home, where are you?"

The quiet Jade Girl Peak, this whisper, has passed through the years.

There was nothing to say all night, dawn was coming, and a new day was coming.

Before the sky was dawn, Ye Chen stepped on the fire and left Hengyue Sect.

Then, I stepped onto the stone steps step by step, just like the first time I came to Hengyue in the past. The feeling is still fresh in my memory.

When passing by Xiaoling Garden, he saw Zhang Fengnian and Xiaoying.

Unfortunately, I didn’t see the tiger baby. The honest boy has no news yet. Perhaps it was in the depths of the starry sky, or perhaps it had already been scattered three hundred years ago and became the dust of history.

Zhang Fengnian smiled, as kind as an old man.

Ye Chen smiled, continued to climb the stone steps, and entered Hengyue Sect.

In the early morning, Hengyue's disciples were very diligent, and most of them had already gone out to practice. Their origins were returned and they were busy finding their cultivation in the past.

Seeing Ye Chen coming up, the disciples were stunned. After three or two seconds, they bowed down one by one, "I have seen the Holy Lord."

"Don't worry about me, I'll go around everywhere." Ye Chen smiled and waved his hand, looking at the familiar faces, very warm.

He went to the direction of Lingdan Pavilion. When he met Fengyuntai on the way, he couldn't help but shake his head and smile, recalling many things back then.

There are also the Precepts Hall and the Lingcao Garden, full of memories.

"Oh, who is this?" Ye Chen then entered the Lingdan Pavilion, and a sigh sounded, it was Xu Fu.

"There is no elixir, let's go for some elixirs." Ye Chen was very conscious and opened the alchemy furnace. The unformed elixir was caught by him. "It was still the six-patterned elixir, and he picked up the treasure."

"Is it delicious?" Xu Fu's old face turned black.

"It's okay." Ye Chen chewed it rhythmically, and the semi-finished six-patterned pill directly helped him become the True Yang Realm.

"Here, I still have it." Qi Yue chuckled and handed out the storage bag. A charming blush flashed across her cheeks. She still remembered that when Ye Chen left, she kissed him.

"It's better for senior sister to treat me well." Ye Chen grinned.

"It's so good, you can marry me!" Xu Fu said with a smile.

"Master." Qi Yue stomped her feet and turned around and left.

"I'm sorry." Xu Fu stroked his beard and smiled.

Ye Chen was fine, holding the storage bag in one hand and stuffing pills into his mouth with the other, and his eyes were looking around the Lingdan Pavilion.

After taking a look around, I looked at the storage bag hanging on Xu Fu's waist. There must be a lot of elixirs there.

"Gogun." Xu Fu blew his beard and glared, kicking Ye Chen out with a kick. The force was quite strong and he flew directly.

Ye Chen was on the ground and came down from a tree. Fortunately, he had cultivation, otherwise he might have fallen to death.

At Wanbao Pavilion, he appeared again, and Pang Dahai was pounding with an abacus, always feeling that the account was wrong and there was less money.

"Elder, don't think I'm." Ye Chen came in with a sack. Without saying a word, he began to sweep the things on the shelves, whether it was herbs, spiritual liquid, or spiritual pearls and jade pendants, all put into the sack, and said consciously.

"I think, how can I not think about it?" Pang Dahai took Ye Chen's sack, and Ye Chen put it in one by one. He took it out one by one, and his eyes were still so bright and energetic.

"Don't be so stingy, I'm not not giving you money."

"The fat man Xiong and Xie Yun, and those little bastards in Situ Nan said the same thing. It's over, I didn't give me a dime."

"I'm not them, I'm the Holy Lord of Heaven." Ye Chen snatched the sack and wanted to continue sweeping.

After the matter was over, the guy was thrown out, and a back-planted onion was inserted into a pool of quagmire not far away.

It was a disciple who was passing by and pulled it out for him.

This guy is very generous, just like he is fine.

From a distance, I saw the Spiritual Artifact Pavilion, and Zhou Dafu was lying on a reclining chair in front of the door, humming a little tune.

Ye Chen walked over and hurried into the Spiritual Artifact Pavilion.

"Oh, when did you wake up?" Zhou Dafu jumped up. As soon as Ye Chen stepped in, he pulled out of him, for fear that Ye Chen would run in and steal things.

"Let's talk in!" Ye Chen also wanted to drill into the Spiritual Artifact Pavilion.

"That's pretty good." Zhou Dafu dragged Ye Chen out, and then he didn't forget to take out a big lock and lock the door.
To be continued...