Honghuang: I am the Styx, even if I am killed, I will not bleed into the sea

From the bottom of his heart, Ye Chen did not regard Wan Ling as an ant.

However, his realm is too high.

At his level, one word can open the sky, and one movement can destroy the world.

If you don't pay attention, all souls will die because of him.

Not to mention other things, just the battle between him and the Chaos Heavenly Dao alone killed countless millions of people.

Sometimes thinking about it, Ye Chen would feel guilty.

But sometimes it's not necessary to think about it.

Life is just one cycle after another.

Never detached, it's all passing.

Life is a unique individual in the world, but when it stands to a certain height.

When the timeline is often calculated in millions of years, life can be supplemented.

One batch died, and another batch was filled in, like the endless grass of wildfire.

Emotionally, Ye Chen felt that this indifferent life was not good.

But in fact, he felt that this indifference was normal.

Perhaps it is not only human beings who are contradictory, but all life with intelligence is contradictory.

There is nothing wrong in the world, and what the mediocre said is probably the case!

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Although Feng Ling'er has fallen.

The apocalypse calendar he created was passed down.

When the strong were busy fighting for power, there were many people who investigated Feng Ling's fall.

They checked Feng Ling'er's route before she was alive.

It was discovered that the last place it stopped was in front of a stone statue.

For a while, Taoyuan Village was exposed to the world.

This place is where Feng Ling'er made his fortune.

This place is also the place where Feng Ling'er fell.

Could it be that there is some secret here?

Of course, no one thought that Feng Ling'er was beheaded by a stone statue, this is completely a fantasy.

Even if you say it, no one will believe it.

But this territory has attracted the interest of countless people.

Some people regard this place as a treasure land.

Back then, Feng Ling'er was able to rise all the way from this place, there must be some unknown secrets.

If they can get this secret, they don't know if they will become the second Feng Ling'er.

This statement is far-fetched.

But Feng Ling'er's reputation was too great.

It is so big that whenever there is a one-in-a-billion chance, there are many people who want to come here to try their luck and take advantage of the opportunity.

a time.

In the originally deserted Taoyuan Village, one after another came to take chances.

It seemed a bit lively.

Of course, many people came, but none of them could find a chance.

This place only has ten acres of peach groves, a stone statue, and the remnants of the Holy Land of Shaking Light.

It is so big at first glance, so there is no chance at all.

Of course, someone noticed the extraordinaryness of the stone statue.

Not to mention the lifelikeness of this stone statue, I don't know what material it is made of, but it is invulnerable to weapons, fire and water.

If there is a secret hidden here, it is undoubtedly a stone statue.

It was not just one person who discovered this secret, but a group of people.

Then, a group of people fought over the ownership of the stone statue.

Blood stained the sky.

In the end, it was snatched by a casual cultivator of Feng Wuji.

Unfortunately, after studying the secrets of Ye Chen for a long time without any results, he tried to pee in vain, and was sat dead by the stone statue.

The stone statue automatically flew back to its original position.

When people saw the stone statue falling from the sky, they thought it was a treasure even more.

It is very possible that it is the treasure that triggered Feng Ling'er's rise.

For a time, the heart of greed flourished.

Tens of thousands of monks fought for the stone statue.

What happens around the stone statue every day is either fighting or scrambling.

In order to get the stone statue, you kill me, I kill him, even my own brother.

At one point, there was some intrigue, and people were sinister.

Ye Chen was so annoyed that he moved away.

Then, countless monks vying for him were stunned.

"Where's my baby?"

The battle over the stone statues has come to an end.

Many people believed that the stone statue contained the secret about Feng Ling'er's rise, and spent half their lives searching for it.

It's a pity, when Ye Chen wanted to snatch it with all his heart, who could find the slightest trace of him.

This matter, after all, is nothing.

This is the end of the legend about the stone statue.

But the story of the stone statue does not end there.

Ye Chen didn't know where he was going, he didn't even know if he was still in the ancient world.

After one escape, I don't know how far he escaped.

In the end, he ended up in a dilapidated mountain temple.

There are still some things he hasn't figured out, and he doesn't want to turn back into a human body.

He wanted to continue thinking about some things as a stone statue.

He had a hunch that when he turned back into a human body, it would be the time for his cultivation to break through again.

Ye Chen was silent in his mind, never even paying attention to any changes outside the world.

The mountain temple is very dilapidated, without any fireworks, and half of the roof has collapsed.

Even shelter from the wind and rain has become a luxury.

When the cold wind blows, Ye Chen will feel cold.

When the rainstorm continues, Ye Chen will feel flooded.

His cultivation has not been completely lifted.

Even in the form of a stone statue, Ye Chen tried his best to retain the six senses that can know the warmth and coldness of the world.

It has reached his level.

Being able to feel the cold is not a hardship, but a luxury!

Chapter 428 Reincarnation

The mountain temple may be dilapidated, and there are not a few people who come here.

There are refugees passing by and bandits passing by.

There are monster wolves who cannibalize people, and there are also female ghosts who seduce scholars, and they are very cruel.

This territory is not peaceful.

The longer I stayed, the more tragedies I saw.

Ye Chen also knew a corner of the veil of this world.

This is the boundary of Mount Shu.

It is also a practice world.

There are immortals, gods, demons, and demons in this world.

The mountain temple is located at the foot of Shushan Mountain.

On the Shu Mountain, there are many sword cultivators.

There are strong people who can break mountains with one sword, and some people can destroy dynasties with one sword.

There are also big monsters who can move mountains and seas.

On the whole, this world is more like a fairy world.

Let's talk about these days.

The battle between good and evil broke out, and wars are happening everywhere in the world.

The people at the bottom are in dire straits.

Even the mortals who starved to death at the gate of the mountain temple did not know how many people there were.

In the past, Ye Chen sat and watched the general situation of the world, and watched the wind and clouds with a smile.

This time, his vision was very short-sighted, limited to one-third of an acre of land in the mountain temple.

However, perhaps because he had been watching those great supernatural powers fighting for a long time, he didn't have much feeling for the general situation of the world.

Looking around this time, there were waves in his heart.

The refugees who were so hungry gnawed bark, ate soil, and even ate offspring.

The aloof Shushan sword repairer is busy all day slaying demons and demons, doing justice for the sky, but turning a deaf ear to the life and death of the people at the bottom.

Some people knelt in front of the god statue, hoping that the gods could point out the maze and give them a way to survive.

Some people looked up to the sky and screamed, cursing the damn world, acting like a madman.

Ye Chen could feel their pain, and he could also understand everyone's sorrow.

But from beginning to end, he did not help.

For him, this world is just a passer-by after all.

And he is also a passer-by to this world.

He didn't want to leave any traces in this world.

It just wants to capture a corner of the world, feel the mountains and rivers, the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of all creatures.

His observation objects are not only people.

There are also sword repairs, monsters, beasts, jungles, and even plants and trees.

Until one day!

His silent state of mind was broken by the arrival of a figure.

This is a small and exquisite woman.

He is fourteen or fifteen years old.