Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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After all, Ye Chen turned and left.

Yang Ge opened his mouth, but he didn't yell. After thinking about it, he went back to the restaurant. He is a vulgar man, but not as calm as Ye Chen, only to blame. They all live in the restaurant of his nursing home. If there is any trouble caused by drinking, he can't cover himself. If there are any more bad tempers, the building may be demolished for you.

Fortunately, those people were still safe, and the doors were closed.

The more so, the older Yang Ge became uneasy. He had made up his mind and would not sleep at night.

On the street, Ye Chen carried a few pots of wine and walked back to the small garden.

At night, after having enough wine and rice, he climbed up to the roof and sat cross-legged, running the Jiuxing Tianchenjue, and the stars fell down, being pulled into the body, and transformed into a strand of internal force.

Everything is in order.

It was not until late at night that he opened his eyes.

At this point, the cultivation of his internal strength has reached a level that is equivalent to the skill of ordinary people for twenty years. The speed of such cultivation is not scary, because his foundation is too strong.

Next, he did not absorb Xinghui again.

In the next month, he improved the too virtual step as a cheat sheet, flying around in the small garden, the footwork mystery, as fast as lightning, is the so-called martial arts in the world, but not fast, what he wants is this effect, behind him The afterglow was so numerous that it was difficult to capture his truth.

After that, he was not idle, and another monk was converted to martial arts cheats.

This time, Nai Wan Jianzong is his own secret technique.

As the Taomu Jianyao pointed to the sky, the space trembled, and the savage sounds of swords flew away from the sky. The snoring sounds were astonishing, and the number was astounding.

Facts have proved that monks' mysteries also apply to mortals.

The difference is that one uses force and one uses internal force.

Different mana and inner power, the power is also different, it is like a virtual step, if you use mana, you can reach the heavens, but if you use the inner force, you can only fly the eaves and walk the wall; also like Wan Jian Chaozong, the mana urges, the form is Jianmang, the internal force is used, the form is sword energy.

The dark night was quiet and long.

Ye Chen in the garden was very busy and happy. A secret law was improved into a cheat book. Each power was extraordinary. Any one of them could come up with it.

There was nothing to say all night, and then dawn.

In the morning, Ye Chen stretched his waist, went out early, practiced overnight, and was full of energy.

As usual, Yang Ge was still waiting there.

Seeing Ye Chen from afar, Yang Ge's old eyebrows could not help but wrinkle. From Ye Chen's steady pace and strong breath, he smelled the internal power, and the power was no less than thirty years. Such internal power has been among the masters of martial arts. Twenty or thirty years, it cannot be repaired.

"Where's the internal force." Lao Yang was quite surprised.

"Early." Ye Chen arrived, and he lowered his head, greeting him at will.

"I'm here, I'm here." Yang Ge was very diligent. He hurried forward and looked at the helpers first. Then, when he reached Ye Chen, he whispered, "Last night, before it was dawn, he went to town. Eastward, with a mysterious whereabouts, it is certain that he went to the old grave. "

"Go and go!" Ye Chen patted the dust and straightened his robe.

"Don't you worry? There are still many heretics!"

"So what." Ye Chen sat down, took the pen and paper, and began to draw evil signs, the mystery of the old grave. He knew best that even he was nearing the Tao, let alone those. The small characters on the team don't underestimate them. Many people who go to them are useless. Bacheng can't find the main tomb and is destroyed by the regiment. If they can find them, with their skill and path, they are far from being their counterparts in the moon. , Slap over, no one carried it.

"Do not hide the friends, there are a few masters of martial arts, and they are old and recognizable, and they are famous." Yang Ge was worried. "In such a battle, when they come to visit the tomb, someone must instruct them. People, I believe little friends, can guess two or three points. "

"Continue." Ye Chen was still drawing amulets.

"Since the fall of the Qin Dynasty, the kings of the princes took their own political roles. You have fought for them for hundreds of years. The fire has been burning all over the country, but the war has not been unified. Each year, the vassals have suffered heavy casualties. For their lives, this visit to the ancient tomb must be for the treasures in the tomb to prepare for military needs. The princes often do these things. For this reason, they have done everything they can to return to the tomb even if this tomb fails. There will definitely be another time. If it doesn't work well, it will also attract the army to force up the tomb. "

"You can think of this layer, and prove that you are not stupid." Ye Chen glanced at Yang Ge Lao. "If you can see through, you should be aware of it. This is a matter of the military state. Is it you and me, ordinary people, who can manage it? Alright? Live with peace of mind, don't **** with those that don't. "

"That's fine," Yang Ge smiled awkwardly.

Here, Ye Chen painted another charm.

Compared to Yang Ge, he is still calm and joking. It is not an ordinary tomb. There is a source to protect the foundation. No matter how many mortals come to this level of cemetery, it ’s just like nothing. Yes, I still want to explode, what about playing?

"My friend, your master is in Puxian Town." Yang Ge laughed.

"No."

"You can't lie to old age." Yang Ge said with a mysterious smile. "I can see that you have more internal force in your body, at least two or three decades. This is only two or three days. You can't repair it. Such profound internal strength, The only possibility is that there is someone who prophesies for you and passes on your internal force. As for that person, in the old age, it must be your master. Otherwise, who would be willing to pass the hard-working internal force to An outsider. "

Hearing this, Ye Chen, who looked down at the rune, looked up and glanced at Yang Ge Lao. He wanted to tell him another story, but he didn't say it, not because he didn't want to say it, but he was scared. With Lao Yang, people are old and their heart is not so good.

Yang Ge's old eyes waited for a while, seeing nothing, and smirking.

Ye Chen yawned, and then continued to draw, "Today, are you not going to count?"

"Well, how can it not be counted, I have long thought about it, let us calculate the situation in the world."

"The general situation in the world, he will be divided for a long time, he will be divided for a long time, he unified the rivers and mountains, surnamed Liu."

"Liu?"

"When you're done, you can slip away. Don't delay me in doing business." Ye Chen did not explain too much, and pulled Yang Ge's old steak away because someone was waiting for fortune telling? The visitor was a young man, who was a plain-clothed man, with a thin body, slightly messy hair, and a pale face. What was difficult to hide was the fragrance of the book. At first glance, he looked like a scholar.

"This little friend, it's a marriage or a marriage." Ye Chen, with a beard, has a good look, and has a high-end temperament into the wood three-pointer, watching Yang Ge veteran tickle.

"Fate." The young scholar thought back.

Ye Chen smiled and said nothing, only holding a pen and holding paper, Long Fei Feng Wu wrote four words.

The young man took it, and suddenly hesitated, "Feng Hou pays respect."

On one side, Yang Ge, who hadn't left yet, glanced and glanced.

Fenghoubaixiang? How good is this goods?

Yang Ge took a look at Ye Chen, stepped back, touched his chin, and scanned the youth up and down. He saw his feet from his head, his head from his feet, and looked at him with no temperament.

"Master, Mo Xun, I am joking." The young scholar laughed dryly, and he laughed with a lot of self-deprecating, "Little poor, can't even afford to eat, where's Feng Hou Bai Xiangyi said."

"This hexagram, the old man does not collect money." Ye Chen smiled at the young scholar, "when he is in his year, when you seal the homage and pay respect, it is not too late to give, as for how much to give, that year.

"Okay." The youth simply got up and left.

Yang Ge's old mouth twitched, you ah, say no, really don't!

Ye Chen's mouth twitched, is it so true?

It wasn't until the young man went away that Yang Ge poke Ye Chen, "He really has the destiny to follow?"

"Looking like a scholar, he is a general. He has a military strategy in his belly and must be arrogant." Ye Chen said with a smile. "A man cannot look like a man, and the sea cannot be weighed. He has the mind to help the world. Otherwise, the future dynasty will be named Han. "

"I really don't see it." Yang Ge smirked.

"Why don't you say, I'm an expert?" Ye Chen yelled, "Wait, in 20 years, he will come here as a vassal, but his life is also a ghost gate."

"What do you mean?" Yang Ge scratched his head.

"The cunning rabbit is dead, the running dog cooks; the birds are gone, and Liang Gongzang is so straightforward."

"When I didn't ask." The old man shed his sleeves and went back to the restaurant.

Ye Chen is very leisurely, unhurried, amulet, dedicated to evil spirits, but regrettable, there are crowds of people on the street, and every business is good, but he is still indifferent, and I do n’t know if he is not selling well, or People are not reliable, and almost no one cares about him.

It was near night, and someone was sitting at the table. The charming fragrance and refreshing spleen was a woman, beautiful and dreamlike.

Looking at Ye Chen, the symbol of the painting, he looked up fiercely.

When you look into the eyes, you will see a peerless face, perfect and flawless. A pair of beautiful eyes are as clear as water, but more, they are fascinating and charming. If you look at it for a second, you will feel at ease.

Yes, here comes the demon.

"My aunt, you're here." Ye Chen was so excited that Fu also didn't draw.

"You have a sentiment." The demon glanced at the white cloth on one side, paying special attention to Ye Banxian's slang character. For some reason, he always wanted to laugh, looking at the ancient holy body, the tenth emperor of Dachu, who had slaughtered the emperor Ruthless, actually set aside a fortune-telling stand, never to see it, just listening to it is fresh. If this matter is introduced into the Xiu world, I do not know what the Xiuhe expression is.

"It's useless, when I'm waiting for someone," Ye Chen asked.

"I will meet when it's time to come."

"Will you unblock me first?"

"Unintelligible." The demon refused, grinning.

Ye Chen's face turned black for a moment. You prodigal girl, come all the way, give me a block! If you do n’t unblock it, what are you laughing at, so happy.

"This time, I have something to ask you." The demon's smile faded, so he stared at Ye Chen with the majesty of the evil god, "Can you figure out where the king should be robbed?"

"No." Ye Chen turned back quickly, simply turned over, and raised his hand, his tone was not salty or light, "I can't tell, I can figure it out, and I won't tell you."

"Do you want to go around?"

"Well? The man's uncle is undressed." Ye Chen surprised, and turned away.

Of course, when I ran out for two steps, I felt that my feet left the ground, and the whole person flew out of the town. It was thrown out by the demon. It was funny.