Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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Hearing that Ye Chen was a stunner again, and she hurriedly looked away from that side, whispering in her heart. She knew that Beisheng was a woman? Can she recognize me? Does she know that I robbed Beisheng?

This unexpectedly surprised him. No one here knew that Bei Sheng was a woman, and no one knew that he had robbed Bei Sheng, and no one recognized him, but she seemed to know everything.

Two or three seconds later, he turned to look at Ji Ningshuang again. She had sat down and laid the wordless book on her knees. She was very diligent in reading and was a nerd.

He was pretty sure that even after three years, she had not lifted the memory ban, because the real Ji Ningshuang would never wink at him or smile at him like that.

"Qian Chen's past is too bitter, it's good to be your Yaochi." Ye Chen closed his eyes again, turned slowly, and disappeared on the mountain in one step, ignoring the battle between Nandi and Beisheng.

Xiao Jiuxian was able to see the rise, but when he looked back, he disappeared: Chen?

Ye Chen went deeper, there were many people in the depths, not everyone was watching the battle between the South Emperor and the North Saint, such as some old guys, who had gone to the ruins to seek opportunities.

Late at night, the battle between the South Emperor and the North Saint was over.

The ruins calmed down a lot, and after watching a big war, the monks dismissed each other and continued to wander around the ruins. Many people found opportunities and many people lost their lives.

When the full moon was empty, Ye Chen stepped across a sea and found a temple deep in the sea.

The temple was dilapidated, very old, covered with dust and dust, and weeds can be seen everywhere. Among them, standing buddha statues have many spider webs, and still have compassion.

Ye Chen walked all the way, came to the back courtyard of the temple, and saw a person in his eyes. He was meditating under an ancient tree and meditating carefully, wasn't it the sacred west statue?

Xi Zun is a Buddha. He sits like an old monk sitting in a pan, his body is full of light, and there is a halo of Buddha light behind his head. Even the rosary in his hand is shining, and each one has Zen.

He is the venerable of the Xuanhuangximo, who is as famous as the South Emperor and the North Saint. He is the heritage of the Buddha and it is hard for people to see through it. All he knows is that the Buddhist scriptures chanted in his mouth have melted too much Dharma.

Suddenly, Ye Chen's eyes moved from Xi Zun to the ancient tree behind Xi Zun.

The tree is extraordinary, simple and natural, lush, leaves do not provoke dust, and one or two pieces fall from time to time in the wind. In the fall, it turns into a ray of Buddha light until it is invisible.

"Bodhi tree." Ye Chen murmured, as if recognizing the ancient tree. According to legend, the Zen Buddha was preached under the Bodhi tree, and the great sun came, leaving an immortal legacy.

"The donor also recognizes this tree." Xi Zun opened his eyes, his eyes were like a mirror, reflecting the filth.

"Have heard it." Ye Chen smiled slightly, glanced at his side, sat down on a dry well platform, and then plopped out of the hip flask. "Xizun fruit is as rumorous as it is not easy."

"The ancient holy body is the same." Xi Zun chuckled, slammed a leaf, bounced into the light of the Buddha, and merged into the Bodhi tree. The whole Bodhi tree was stained with the essence of the Buddha.

Ye Chen didn't say a word, but his eyes looked slightly inconceivable, and it was very surprising that Xi Zun could break his identity, and seeing his indifferent expression, as if he had known that he was an ancient holy body.

Xi Zun still chuckled, his mirror-like eyes, watching Ye Chen quietly, the eyes of the two staggered.

The broken temple was calm, the breeze was blowing, and the leaves of Bodhi slapped on the shoulders of Ye Chen and Xi Zun, both of them remained motionless, that is, they looked at each other quietly.

I don't know when they saw their bodies trembling together. Ye Chen's mouth was overflowing with a ray of blood, and Xi Zun was also the same. The corner of his mouth was bleeding, but it turned into a Buddha light.

It is true that the previous two were thinking about the fighting method. The outcome was indiscriminate. Xi Zun couldn't help Ye Chen, Ye Chen still couldn't win Xi Zun, and Tao was comparable to Dharma.

Xi Zun stood up, holding a rosary in his hand, and slowly left. After he left, the linden tree dissipated. "Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not Taiwan. There is nothing, and there is no dust."

"There is really Yaxing." Ye Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and he had a new definition of the power of the West Zun. He was not weak in the South Emperor and the North Emperor. He could also stand with the East God.

Then, he drank the last drink and jumped into the dry well. This broken temple contains not only the Buddhist meditation of the linden tree, but also other secret treasures in the dry well.

In the previous idea of ​​battle, the two did not announce their hearts. Ye Chen did not **** the Bodhi tree behind the seat of the West Buddha. The same is true of the West Buddha. He knew that there was a treasure in the dry well. Since the fight is indistinguishable from each other, the two get one for each.

Ye Chen had fallen in the dry well. There was no water in it, but it was a cave house with a radius of only thirty feet, only a stone table, a stone chair, and an ancient stone lamp on the table.

Dongfu doesn't know which age it is. The vicissitudes are ancient. The dust of years has covered its original face and sealed everything up. Only the stone lamp is burning with a faint candlelight at the moment.

Ye Chen stepped forward and sat on the stone chair, looking at the stone lamp quietly, more precisely, looking at its wick, which is a ray of remnant soul.

Xu was too old, and the only trace of soul power left was burnt out at this instant. The swaying candlelight was then extinguished, leaving only the simple and natural stone lamp.

But when Ye Chen cleared the candlelight, he heard a sad sigh, and saw an ancient picture: it was a young man who integrated a ray of soul into a stone lamp and lit a long flame, and he Sit there and guard until the years make him bald.

Ye Chen was in a trance for a while, subconsciously took the stone lantern, held it in his hand, and looked carefully.

It is not surprising to see the stone lamp from the outside, but when you open the fairy eye to see it, the blood and mystery are extremely extraordinary. The stone that casts the stone lamp inherently contains a mysterious power that he has never seen before.

"Is this the legendary lantern?" Ye Chen seemed to recognize what the lamp was.

Regarding the legend of the soul-forming lamp, he listened to the sword gods. The soul-engraving lamp is an ancient fetish that helps people return to the soul. Injecting a ray of soul and growing the fire of the soul can breed a new spirit.

"It is indeed a treasure." Ye Chen chuckled, and sealed the horror lamp into the body. Compared with the linden tree, this horror lamp is even more valuable. The legendary thing must be heavenly and natural.

The treasure had been obtained, and he turned around and left the Dongfu. He still used the secret method to seal the Dongfu.

He knew that there must be a sad story in this cave mansion. Someone wanted to use the lamp to repay someone's soul, but he couldn't wait for years to die before he returned.

At last he glanced at the cave house, he flashed out of the dry well and stepped out of the broken temple.

This temple is really a place of opportunity. There is a linden tree, and there is also a dazzling lamp. Fortunately, this opportunity let him find it. Similarly, Xi Zun is also lucky.

The old temple is calm, but the old temple is lively. Some people are fighting for a small and exquisite tower. The war is not small, and the sky collapses, and the world is chaotic.

Besides, the two sides of the battle are not general, they are shoulder-to-shoulder and have strong bloodlines. The main thing is that Ye Chen also knows them, they are the witch **** son and the demon **** son.

"Boy, I've been looking for you for a long time." Ye Chen cursed, killing her with a mace.

The witch **** son and the demon **** son are fighting, and the fight is not divided. Ye Chen suddenly kills him. The demon **** son is caught off guard and flew out with a stick.

The demons of the demon tribe are miserable. During the upside-down flight, the body of the deity is not broken, and the blood of the demon spurts out. Each strand is very dazzling. When the body is still fixed, another blood spurts out.

"I'm going." The Witch God Son was surprised and immediately gave up. He looked at Ye Chen like a monster, and the monster God God Son who could beat him broke down. How strong should this be!