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Chapter 2132: May I still wish to cultivate immortals

Yinshan has left, and the sky is approaching night.

Ye Chen packed up his outfit, crossed the noisy streets, and returned to the small garden.

At night, there were tourists in the small garden, not one or three, but Ling Feng, Yang Xuan and Shangguan Jiu, who were in the top three in the martial arts world in the past, have always been good friends, but in terms of being a human being, they were a little unremarkable. They ran to Zhuxian Town from all over the world, and they all started empty-handed.

Shangguan Jiu was the most self-conscious. He ran into the house after a disagreement, turned over Ye Chen's room, and finally came out happily with two jars of wine.

"Is this guy like this the same thing when he goes to your house?" Ye Chen said meaningfully.

"Go three times a day." Yang Xuan said earnestly.

Ling Feng didn't say anything, but his expression was similar. The only thing better than Yang Xuan was that he had nothing to do and beat Shangguan Jiu. After a long time, the guy became honest and could not beat Dugu Sword Saint, so he just watched Yang Xuan bully him. When he went back, he was a mess at home.

"It has the urination of my Da Chu people." Ye Chen touched his chin and said intently that he had to take this guy back to Da Chu for a walk, so that he could know what it means to be someone outside of him, and he was more shameless than a shameless virtue. Anyone who picked up any one of them could be beaten by him ten streets.

"Don't be polite, drink." He was a chaotic swordsman in troubled times, and he was shameless and did not treat himself as an outsider at all. At first glance, he thought he was the master?

Yang Xuan and Ling Feng were not polite, but Ye Chen was a little dark-faced. The few jars of good wine they had collected were being sucked again. For this number, he had to cheat him once if he had time.

"I thought about it for a long time, but I didn't expect you to be an immortal." After only three rounds of wine, Yang Xuan sighed, and Shangguan Jiu was also sighing. It seemed that Ling Feng had already told Ye Chen... that he was an immortal. He almost shocked him and dropped his chin. It was also clear that Ye Chen was so strong, and he still had fortune telling, and he was sure to do it.

"What did you not expect is that there are more?" Ye Chen smiled.

"Come on, let's talk to us about your cultivation world! We also want to cultivate immortals." Shangguan Jiu said happily. His words also made Ling Feng and Shangguan Jiu look at each other, and they also wanted to hear what the world of immortals is like and how it is different from the world of mortals.

Ye Chen smiled, looked up slightly, looked at the starry sky, and said slowly, "The world of immortals is vast and boundless. People can walk in the air, raise their hands to push mountains and seas, turn their hands to collapse the sky and destroy the earth. The life span is as short as hundreds of years, and as long as thousands or even tens of thousands of years. The color of the world of monks is blood-colored, bloody, and the path of cultivation is the blood and bones that you step on."

Ye Chen's words were neither too slow nor too slow, and he talked a few words, just plain.

The small garden was trapped in a long tranquility. Yang Xuan and the other two were silent when they heard it, and they were still unsatisfied. It seemed that they could see the misty fairylands from Ye Chen's words. They looked bright and beautiful on the outside, but in fact they were extremely cruel. Human life was cheaper than grass.

"You can fulfill your wish to cultivate immortality." Ye Chen looked at the three of them with a smile.

"Xuan." The three of them said in a surprisingly consistent manner.

Ye Chen smiled without saying anything, not knowing whether it was right or wrong to lead the three people to practice immortality. Thousands of years later, the three people might blame him. Compared to being immortals and endless blood and killing, the quick hundred years in the mortal world may be the best destination.

The night is getting deeper.

The three drunken people all used their internal strength to resolve their drunkenness and worked together to find Ye Chen to compete. Unfortunately, Ye Chen, who was at the peak, could not even catch a single move.

The three of them were open-minded about this. You know, Ye Chen is an immortal with a deep foundation and it is not embarrassing to lose. If the three of them also have this foundation, it is unknown who will win and who will win.

Ye Chen was not stingy and passed on many secret techniques, and they were all tailor-made, such as Ling Feng, the Naifeng God Art, the Wan Jian, the Wan Jian, the Wan Jian, the Wan Jian, the Nai Ba Huang Slash; Yang Xuan, the Nai Tiangang Formation and the Ba Huang Fist.

At this point, the three of them truly understand... Ye Chen's terror, not to mention anything else, just talking about this secret book will never be available in the mortal world. If you pick one out, it will cause a sensation in the martial arts world.

"When will you go to the world of monks?" Under the old tree, the three of them looked at Ye Chen.

"Wait." Ye Chen took a sip of wine, "Maybe three to five years, maybe decades or hundreds of years."

The three of them twitched their lips as they heard it, "For a hundred years, the three of us have all entered the grave."

"At that time, I will seal you, seal it for hundreds of years, it will be no problem." Ye Chen said slowly. He had already found a sealed place for the three of them, and the old tomb and ancient tomb was definitely suitable.

The three of them looked at each other and swallowed.

How many hundred years have you sealed it? How urinary is this?

However, the three of them were sure that Ye Chen could do it, Immortals? Their methods were numerous, and they were just mortals, so they could not figure it out.

As dawn approaches, the three of them leave and do not stay in Zhuxian Town for a long time. They all go to other places, and may leave at any time. They have to take a good look at their hometown. There are some old friends who have to visit them one by one. God knows whether they are still alive when they return.

Three babies!

Looking at the three of them leaving, Ye Chen's expression was quite meaningful. He only needed enough time to bring the three of them to the world of cultivators and would be famous all the monsters. The foreign gate of the heavens had to rely on them to support the scene.

At this moment, it was already dawn, and Ye Chen was not sleeping, so he went out with his outfit.

He was like this in the following days, leaving early and returning late, telling fortunes and fortunes.

The remote land was calm and the prosperous land was very lively. The Eight Kings and Princes started a war. In order to grab treasures and territory, they all joined forces and fought in full swing. They looked down at the world, smoke was everywhere, blood mist was floating in the air, and corpses were everywhere.

Their battles have made the people in the morning, and people who flee can be seen everywhere. If they are lucky, they will avoid the war. If they are poor, they will be poisoned by war. Many people are even taken to be strong men, crying and wailing, and the whole world is filled with the world.

This battle lasted for half a year, and the princes were all injured. Only then did they remain calm and manage their own territory in order to strengthen their troops and enrich the country in the shortest time. After all, they would fight to the death if they were not unified.

In this way, he was in the remote Zhuxian Town but was not spared.

From some time on, there were many more soldiers near Zhuxian Town, which was the army of King Qi. The former Eight Kings divided the territory of King Yan. The land where Zhuxian Town was located was assigned to King Qi, and they were all raising soldiers and accumulating strength. Any place with people had to take care of them.

Ye Chen is not doing very well today, and not many people come to tell fortunes. He is happy to be idle, lying on the table and sleeping heavily, and ignores external affairs.

Mr. Yang Ge came and brought him a pot of good wine.

Ye Chen sniffed the scent of the wine and finally opened his eyes, glanced at Lao Yang, and looked at Xia Lan, paying special attention to her bulging lower abdomen. In a few months, his daughter-in-law will be born.

"Come on, sit down." Yang Ge Lao flew open the ground and asked Xia Lan to sit down. Then, he looked at Ye Chen with some concern, "Please take her pulse! In recent days, her health has become worse and worse. Are there any problems with pregnant women?"

Before Ye Chen could reply, he had placed three fingers on Xia Lan's wrist.

Xia Lan's condition was indeed not very good, her face was a little pale and she was quite unenergic. Besides, there were two pulses, one of which was a child in her belly, and the other was her. Strangely, the child's pulse was very strong, and her pulse was much weaker.

Ye Chen stopped after three to five seconds.

He knew Xia Lan's body well. She was not an ordinary pregnant woman, and she was not an ordinary person. In her belly, the lonely star of Tiansha. From the moment she became a spirit, she was no longer taking away the chance of her mother's natal life. If she was pregnant for ten months, Xia Lan's body would continue to be weak. When the child was born, it was the time when she died.

"How is it?" asked Mr. Yang hopefully.

"No serious problem." Ye Chen smiled and wrote down several medicines, all of which were used to replenish qi and blood. Although he knew that these medicines basically did not work, it was better to have them than not.

Mr. Yang believed Ye Chen's words and hurriedly went to get medicine.

Xia Lan looked at the far away Old Master Yang, then looked back and looked at Ye Chen with a smile, "I know best about my body. Senior, don't hide it from me, but I have a terminal illness and I am weak in medicine?"

"Don't think about it, you will live a hundred years old." Ye Chen said with a smile.

Xia Lan wanted to ask again, but she didn't say it, so she got up and went back to the restaurant. During this period, she was accompanied by a cough. Her physical condition was indeed bad, and even her own skills had decreased a lot.
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