"Grandpa, you're awake." After retracting his fists and feet, Ye Chen turned around and saw the look of shock on Zhang Fengnian's face.

"You..." Zhang Fengnian opened his mouth and couldn't speak.

He was once the elder of Hengyue Sect. He knew very well that the fire whip was powerful. Even if it was treated with spiritual medicine, it would take at least half a month.

Yesterday, what he carried back was a scar on his body and covered in blood. Only one night passed, and the scars on Ye Chen's body not only disappeared, but also became as if nothing had happened.

At this moment, anyone who sees it will be shocked.

Seeing Zhang Fengnian so shocked, Ye Chen smiled slightly, "Grandpa, you save me again."

"Your injury..."

"Everything is gone, everyone says I have thick skin and flesh."

"It's fine, it's fine." Zhang Fengnian was obviously very excited. He also regarded Ye Chen as a relative. Seeing that Ye Chen was fine, the stone in his heart was also put down.

"Come on, let's put this away." After being excited, Zhang Fengnian's old palm had already reached into his arms, and then he trembled and took out a palm-sized bag and stuffed it to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen was a little confused, but he still took over the tips.

When he opened the treasure bag, he found that there was only one talisman in the treasure bag. The talisman was carved with dense runes and two bright big characters: Tianling.

"Tian Ling Curse?" Ye Chen looked at Zhang Fengnian suddenly.

Zhang Fengnian nodded with a smile. He knew that Ye Chen had been so angry that he had been plagued with too many people in recent days. He also hoped that this talisman could help him get out of difficulties at a critical moment.

"Senior, this gift is too expensive, I'm sorry I can't accept it." Ye Chen obviously knew the value of the Heavenly Spirit Curse, so he was about to hand the treasure back again, but Zhang Fengnian pushed it back.

"The Heavenly Spirit Mantra needs true qi to activate it, and it is useless if I want it." Zhang Fengnian sighed.

Ye Chen was silent, and a warm current flowed through his heart.

The Tianling Mantra is one of the three major mantras of Hengyue Sect. It has been a period of time to imprison the true qi of a cultivator. It is so precious. Zhang Fengnian has been guarding him for so long and has suffered a lot of humiliation but has not handed over it. Now it is given to him.

"Thank you for the gifts of me."

"Young man, just do your best." Zhang Fengnian patted Ye Chen on the shoulder and walked away with a smile.

After Zhang Fengnian left, Ye Chen took out the Tianling Spell.

The Heavenly Spirit Spell is a yellow talisman. The yellow talisman is paper-based. These are all secondary. The main ones are the runes carved on the yellow talisman. They are really complicated and exudes a strange power.

"It's such a good thing to temporarily seal a person's true energy." Ye Chen put the Heavenly Spirit Spell into the treasure bag again. Is this thing precious?

After a simple breakfast, Ye Chen changed into clean clothes and carried the huge and heavy Tianque on his back.

"Young man, you..." Zhang Fengnian wanted to speak but stopped. He knew that Ye Chen was going up the mountain to settle the score. The turbid old eyes were full of worry.

"Big brother, you... don't go up." Even Huwa saw it, lowered his head and twisted his clothes with his two little hands. He knew that Ye Chen would probably be seriously injured or even unable to come back when he went there.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Ye Chen smiled.

After leaving Xiaoling Garden, Ye Chen put on a black robe and covered his whole body under the black robe, making it impossible to see his appearance.

He climbed up the Lingshan Mountain of Hengyue Sect in one breath, and Ye Chen went straight to the back mountain.

After finding a secret place, Ye Chen stuffed the Tianque heavy sword into the storage bag, then picked some mud from the ground and applied it to his face, making his hair messy, and even his clothes were torn to pieces.

At this moment, when he saw this outfit, he thought it was a beggar and it was difficult to recognize that he was Ye Chen.

After doing this, Ye Chen hid in the lush weeds and restrained his breath. Because the jungle was hidden and he restrained his breath, many disciples who came to the back mountain to pick spirit grass did not find that there was still someone hiding here.

"You guys are playing with you, I'll play with you." Ye Chen sneered in the grass.

As he said that, Ye Chen did not forget to take out a black stick from the storage bag.

Then, the purpose of everything he did here was very obvious. This was to wait for the rabbit to stay here, wait for the disciples of Yangfeng from the place to appear, and then come out to knock on the slap.

Soon, his first target appeared.

He was a disciple of Diyang Peak wearing a white robe. The man's cultivation level was about the fifth level of energy condensation, but he was arrogant.

"You, and you, go to another place, this piece of spiritual herb is from my Yang Peak." As soon as this person arrived, he scolded the disciples with low cultivation.

"Look, still look, are you looking for death?"

"Get out now!"

The outer disciples of Hengyue Sect are not all disciples of the three main peaks, and some disciples whose cultivation is weak and abandoned. Because of Diyang Peak, most people still dare not speak out.

Soon, all the disciples in this area were expelled, and the white-clothed disciples from Diyang Peak naturally occupied the place.

At this moment, Ye Chen rushed out and killed behind the white-clothed disciple in three or two steps.

Feeling the cold wind blowing from the younger generation, the disciple frowned.

"Who?" His body's instinct made him turn around suddenly, but before he could turn completely, a black iron rod had already fallen down the sky and hit the back of his head.

On the spot, the white-clothed disciple was stunned and fell to the ground with a big word. He didn't even see who was sneaking into him.

"First." Ye Chen waved his hand to collect the storage bag of the white-clothed disciple, and then he put his hands on it. Anything worth a little money on the white-clothed disciple was taken away by him very consciously.

After the looting was completed, Ye Chen kicked the white-clothed disciple into the lush weeds, and then left here and began to look for the next target.

ah……!

Not long after, a scream like a pig slaughtering came from the corner of the back mountain of Hengyue Sect.

Another disciple from Diyang Peak fell to the ground. When someone heard the sound, his mouth twitched, because the disciple of Diyang Peak was stripped of only a pair of shorts left.

"Who is this? It's so cruel!"

"There are no more hairs left after being stolen, so be clean and neat!"

"I deserve it, let Di Yangfeng bully people again."

ah……!

Not long after, another scream came from the depths of the back mountain, attracting more disciples to watch.

On this day, the back mountain of Hengyue Sect was very uneasy, and screams came one after another. When the disciples who collected the spirit grass arrived, similar scenes would appear in front of them, and the valuable things that were knocked out were plundered.

Moreover, all the people who were knocked on the stick were disciples of Diyang Peak.

When night fell, the disciples who collected the spirit herbs walked out of the back mountain, and all they talked about were strange things that happened in the back mountain today.

"All of them are disciples of Diyang Peak, what's going on?"

"It's not what the other two peaks did!"

"Who knows?"
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