In the purple bamboo forest late at night, the fragrance of wine is everywhere.

Ying Jie Tianqing's face was full of words of confusion. He was originally here to find Ye Chen to refine the elixir, but he was so entertained. He ate the peach fairy fruit and drank the nectar and jade dew. He was a little ninth-grade official, and he had never had such an honor.

Ye Chen smiled and poured wine himself, making fun, not an ordinary hot cage. I don’t know if it was excitement or joy. The Emperor’s No. 1 God General is still in the world. If other God Generals learn about it, they will probably be like him.

However, the first god is still the dreamer and does not recognize him.

Ying Jie Tianqing reexamined Ye Chen. This Ziwei Star Lord was a little different from the legendary one. He was not ordinary hospitality. He was like this little ninth-rank official. If the immortal king came, the hospitality would be even more affectionate.

"Don't stand there, drink." Ye Chen smiled.

"Xingjun, my elixir matter..." Tianqing laughed dryly, still sober. Forget it at his own home, this is Ziwei Xingjun's mansion. If you drink a fool, you will be given a book by a bad person. The ending will be very sour.

"It's easy to say."

Ye Chen smiled, grabbed a handful of Eight-Search Pills, and then stuffed it to Ying Jie Tianqing. Or he was the Dan Saint of Great Chu, or he was the ruthless man from the defeated Danjun and the Dan Sect. The precious Eight-Search Pills in the eyes of the immortals were not taken one by one, but they were scattered one by one! They all looked like Tangdou.

He is as generous as ever to his family.

Ying Jie Tianqing was frightened and hurriedly got up. It wasn't that he was confused. It seemed that this guy was confused. He asked you to refine the alchemy and I would give you a commission. Why is there any reason to send it back? And it's all Eight-patterned Pills. Is Ziwei Xingjun so generous?

"Don't be reserved."

"Xie Xingjun."

Ye Chen pulled him back to his seat, and enthusiastically made Ying Jie Tianqing flatter, but after a long time, he also let go of his grudges.

Perhaps because of reincarnation, Ye Chen drank and suddenly wanted to cry. At that unintentional moment, tears were still soaked in his eyes. Looking at Ying Jie Tianqing's eyes also changed. It was not him who was watching, but the Emperor Xianwu was watching.

In an ancient era, this little ninth-rank official in front of him was once the number one god general under him. He once followed him to fight the world and shocked the world.

Whenever there is such a look, Ying Jie Tianqing cannot help but feel dazed. In the hazy drunkenness, there is always a vicissitudes of friendship that fills my heart. I always feel that the one in front of me is not Ziwei Xingjun, but one of his relatives, who has been away from endless years.

Yes! It has been ten thousand years.

He is no longer the Immortal Martial Emperor in the past; and he is no longer the first divine general in the past. One responds to the disaster in the cycle of reincarnation and the other responds to the disaster. However, the emperor and the gods do not know each other. The ones engraved in the depths of the soul are all vicissitudes.

When the first red glow was reflected in the east, Tianqing stood up.

As for Ye Chen, he was already drunk and was lying on the stone table and sleeping soundly.

He should be a star lord with a story.

Tian Qing murmured, and finally glanced at Ye Chen, turned around and left, and only took one eight-patterned pill, and the rest was put back by Ye Chen. It was not that he didn't want it, but he didn't dare to ask for it. If Ye Chen woke up and asked him for the pill, it would be really embarrassing. He knew how much he was, and how could he bear such a great favor.

I don’t know if it’s too tired or too drunk, Ye Chen slept for a day.

After nightfall, someone came, an old immortal king, covered with two layers of black robe, sneaked at the end of the thief. He saw Ye Chen sleeping, saw the wine jar full of wine, and the elixir full of elixir, and the color became quite exciting.

"This guy, use Bawen Dan to serve as a dish?"

When the old immortal spoke, the corners of his mouth were pulled back and forth. The one who could refine the alchemy was the essence of urine! The eight-patterned pill is so precious, but you are cooking. You can’t find a willful master like you in the world and the world.

As he said that, the guy glanced at Sifang, tiptoed over, reached out to grab the pills, hoping to take advantage of Ye Chen's drowsiness and put on a few pills. Anyway, Ye Chen was drunk, God knew how many pills he had taken, so it would be fine to get a few pills.

However, before he could touch the pill, Ye Chen opened his eyes and woke up by chance. By chance, he saw this scene and the atmosphere was particularly awkward. He didn't know whether to retract his hand or take a few.

"Who?"

Ye Chen smiled and looked at the old immortal king, you old man, a great immortal king, a high-ranking quasi-emperor, and a stealing thing. Xiao didn't know that if you stretch your hand too long, you would be struck by lightning. If you are the one with your number, you will be chopped into ashes.

The old immortal finally shrank his hand, stroked his beard, and looked meaningful, "I thought it was peanuts, but when I got closer, I realized it was a pill."

"Your reason is fresh and refined enough." Ye Chen was amused. Under his hand, all the pills on the table were taken away. Tianqing didn't want it, and he was expecting that he would take some free time and he would send it to him in person.

The old immortal smiled and was caught right away, which was quite embarrassing.

In order to resolve the embarrassment, he brushed his hand and took a flame. It belonged to the true fire level, but it was an extremely domineering one among the true fire. The source of the fire is comparable to that of the immortal fire, which is not comparable to that of ordinary true fire.

"Samadhi True Fire."

Ye Chen stood up, and he believed that this true fire had such flames in Danchen in his previous life. At that time, Da Chu was already a top-notch existence.

“Good eyesight.”

The old immortal said, taking out the storage bag and putting a pill recipe. The rest were all alchemy materials, not one or two. He thought he was not ordinary real fire, and refining a pill would obviously suffer.

Ye Chen was quite aware and immediately took away the Samadhi True Fire.

"Take the elixir in three days."

"Okay!"

The old immortal left happily.

As soon as he left the bamboo forest, he saw Yuexin stepping in. He knew a lot of etiquette and called him very kindly. He was a regular visitor to Ziwei Dao Mansion without any concealment. He often came in the middle of the night, one to see Ye Chen and the other to go to the Heavenly Prison to see the Heavenly Lord.

"Master is gone, I'm going to find the third prince." Yue Xin said whispering.

“As expected.”

Ye Chen took out the alchemy furnace and took out the materials together. Before he left the bamboo forest, he knew that when the Heavenly Court came to power, Bixia had only attended the morning court once since Yin and Ming dynasties. Most of the time, he was out of sight and unhappy. He went to the edge and stayed away from the hustle and bustle.

"Master asked me to give it to you." Yue Xin took two jade slips.

Ye Chen controlled the flames, took them while putting on the materials, crushing one of them, and sealed it with a divine consciousness, which instantly entered the sea of ​​divine consciousness. The divine consciousness was hidden in the divine consciousness, which was the foundation of the heavenly court. Such information was a secret in the secret.

Ye Chen glanced at me and realized how terrible the heaven was. But more than just these things on the surface, the power in the dark is the most scary, and this is only part of it. Only the real power of the heaven is the master of the heaven, and only one person can truly know it.

Just looking at these things, it’s not something that Huashan can compare with.

Bixia asked Yuexin to send this information, which means that he knew that he wanted to retreat when he was in trouble, so that he would not be enemies with the Heavenly Court. A small Huashan could not protect him. If you want to rebel against the Heavenly Court, one person's strength is not enough, and the strength of the other faction is too far away. If you really want to fight against Yin Ming, you need to devote all the combat power of the Sanxian Realm. This is just a conservative concern. The problem is that not any force dares to offend the Heavenly Court easily.

After calming down, he crushed the second one.

As he expected, the second jade slip was sealed with the information of the Jade Emperor, such as the life and death book in the underworld, which records the life of the Jade Emperor. Even the Jade Emperor's marriage and the year he gave birth to a child, which was quite detailed.

What surprised him was that the Jade Emperor actually came from Buzhou Mountain.

As for the matter of the demonic energy, there is no information in the information. Bixia's official rank probably cannot touch the secret, or in other words, the Jade Emperor deliberately concealed it. He didn't want you to find it, so you couldn't find it. This is the master of the Heavenly Court.

Seeing that Ye Chen was indulging in his heart, Yue Xin was not disturbed and quietly withdrew.

At some point, Ye Chen stood still. He was refining elixirs, but his mind was full of thoughts. He hoped that the Jade Emperor was really a demon. He could be transformed from the bloodline of the demon. The person who was reincarnated as a demon could do it, so he would not be like a demon.

If you need to ask the Taoist ancestor, he will definitely know this.

Night fell into silence again.

For a moment, the heaven, the underworld, and the human world seemed to be still, but in the next moment, a rumbling sound resounded throughout the three realms of heaven, earth, and man.

There are too many people in the three realms looking up at Cangmiao, not knowing where the rumbling came from, but only knowing that the rumbling sound was like a death knives from hell. The hearing makes people tremble and have an ominous premonition. The mind is so bright that it can't sleep all night.

Ye Chen was also watching, knowing that the rumbling came from, it must belong to the ancient prehistoric world.

Boom! Bang! Boom! Boom!

When he looked, the roar became more and more violent, and the whole heaven was trembling.

That's right, there was a great war in the ancient times, and it was still the misty world. No one knew how vast it was, but only knew how vast it was.

It is not accurate to say that it is the ancient prehistoric world, just because Di Huang and others have not yet reached the ancient prehistoric world.

The rumbling sound will be annihilated.

In the haze, Hongyan was holding the blood-stained fairy sword and staggered. Her cloak was covered in blood, her cheeks were pale, her blood-colored footprints were everywhere, and her back was bleak and sad. The holy body should have been majestic, but now her breath was extremely weak, and a great queen could fall down at all times.

In the previous war, nine demon emperors participated in the battle.

The besieged was her and Di Huang. Because of the war, they were swept away by mysterious forces. Not only her and Di Huang, but also the Nine Demon Emperors, is no exception. It was a terrible force that even the emperor could not resist.

Her steps were more confused, her sad smile, and more self-deprecating. The ancient holy body that has been born in this world has been hunted down most of the time. It is not that she has poor combat power, but that there are too many emperors on the other side.

"Where is the ancient prehistoric world?"

Reflecting the doomsday, the gentle murmur of beauty is full of fatigue.

Not only her, the demons in this hazy world are also asking this question, and they have been asking endless years. They don’t know where the ancient wilderness is, and they are running around all over the sky and the earth. If they are not careful, they will be rolled toward others.

At the end of the sky, the beauty suddenly stopped.

Looking at one side, her dim eyes had a divine light, and her staggering pace accelerated.

There were also figures on the opposite side, not one but two. One was the Emperor Huang, and the other was supporting each other, shaking and shaking. Even the standing was unstable. There was also a bloody road behind him, and most of them had experienced a fierce battle.

Seeing the beauty, Di Huang's dim eyes also had more light.

"He was injured too seriously, so I will protect all directions first. I will heal his wounds."

Di Huang said, immediately sat cross-legged, put his hand on the man's back, forcibly mobilizing the origin of the holy body, pouring it in, and destroying the murderous intent of the Emperor's Dao.

"He has been buried long ago. Why is he still alive? How could he come here?" Hongyan held the sword and peeked around the world while transmitting the message to the Emperor Huang. She was full of doubts, "The Emperor of Immortal Martial Arts has died in battle. How could he survive this era in this world and in this era?

"I have asked, but his mind is not clear and confused. It should be because of his lack of head." Di Huang said indifferently, "In his body, there is a power that surpasses the emperor. Perhaps he has truly entered the ancient prehistoric world."

ps: I'm very sorry, I was delayed yesterday and the update was too late.
Chapter completed!