The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor Chapter 792: Short peace
novelmao.com, the fastest update to the latest chapter of the city’s strongest fairy emperor!
“Hoo–!”
In Ye Chen’s mouth and nose, two long white air shot out, vomiting like a dragon.
The aura in his body is poured in with bottle after bottle of heaven and earth all-spirit water, taken with plants of heavenly medicine, and refined with the terrifying aura of swallowing and vomiting. The spider web pattern on Ye Chen’s body gradually faded, and in the end, it turned into flawless, like a dazzling glass gem, and at the same time, the cultivation base was also violently skyrocketing.
The nine-aperture divine infant is sitting cross-legged to know the sea, releasing a heavy medicinal power, comparable to the real Nascent Infant, which makes Ye Chen’s divine mind and cultivation base increase simultaneously, and continue to climb to a higher level. .
Once his own golden pill is transformed into a baby, and the two babies become one, it is impossible to imagine what will happen.
Time flies by for several years, and at this moment, the entire galaxy is also undergoing turbulent changes.
For several years in Ye Chen’s retreat, not only did the entire galaxy not calm down because of his disappearance, but the wind was surging, and the waves underneath became more and more turbulent and stormy.
First of all, the cultivators of China, except for a few older generations who are still stationed in the Galaxy Sword Palace, all moved collectively to the sacred mountain in the Holy Land of Lingxiao.
There are countless generations of Lingxiao holy land Tianjun left behind spells and Taoisms, gathering huge energy, and all spiritual veins are gathered. It can be said that the energy is like rain, the rhyme is full, and the earth’s aura is reviving more and more. Abundant, I believe that monks who will soon break through will spring up like bamboo shoots after a rain.
Before the retreat, Ye Chen gave the five jade medals to Yao’er.
These five soul-holding tokens are the lifeblood of several elders in the Holy Land of Lingxiao. With a slight pinch, they will be destroyed immediately. Therefore, although the elders were unwilling, they still had to respectfully obey and be driven by Yao’er on the surface. As a Chinese saint, Yao’er has also taken over the burden of the great elder, handling various chores in the Lingxiao Holy Land and the entire Central God Realm.
At the same time, Xiao Mansion and Shuangye Tower also performed their respective duties, at least on the surface, keeping the entire Lingxiao Holy Land in order.
Although Ye Chen is closed, his influence is still there. Many sect masters and even ancestors personally came to congratulate Ye Chen. They didn’t see Ye Chen at first, and heard that Ye Chen was in retreat, some people still looked suspicious.
But when Venerable Peng and Xiao Yijue stood up, all doubts disappeared instantly. Venerable Peng was originally a great demon from outside the territory, and his cultivation base pointed to the peak of Yuan Ying, and Xiao Yijue, after experiencing the many hardships of China, also learned from the pain, devoted himself to practicing breakthroughs, and proving Tao Yuan Ying.
These two people, plus the five elders of the Lingxiao Holy Land, immediately shocked everyone.
“The Chinese are not a sudden rise, even if Ye Tianjun is not there, they are still the largest in the world.”
You Tianjun sighed in a low voice, the other sects never dared to take a chance again.
People like the Lotus Palace, the Yiyang Sword Sect, and the Sima Family all quickly dispatched the most important figures in the sect, with generous gifts, to the Lingxiao Holy Land to ask Ye Chen for their crimes.
In the end, Yao’er even saw Mingshuang, very surprised and very happy.
“Sister Mingshuang, why are you here?”
“The Red Lotus ancestor of my sect happened to practice a key magical power and couldn’t walk away, so I asked me to apologize to Ye Tianjun.” Mingshuang is slender and tall, with a beautiful appearance, shrouded in the chaotic air current, like the same Swaying **** lotus.
She said, her cold and frosty face couldn’t help but feel a trace of embarrassment. Honglian Tianjun couldn’t come, obviously he didn’t dare to come, for fear that Ye Chen would cut him with a sword.
“It’s okay, Sister Mingshuang, it’s good if you are here. You are you, and Penglai Mountain is Penglai Mountain. My brother and I remember it.” Yao’er naturally understood, patting her chest, and slender jade hand holding Ming Frost, smiling like a flower.
The magnates next to them all have smiles on their faces.
They glanced at Yao’er and Mingshuang. These two stunning women in front of them are probably the most powerful and dazzling people in the galaxy today. One is a Chinese saint, the younger sister of Ye Chen; the other is a goddess of Penglai Mountain, the only person in the world who has cultivated a golden core.
It is said that Shuang once traveled the behemoth of Lingxiao and fought against Yuntianhe three times in succession. He lost first and then won. Now he has been ranked second in the Galaxy Rankings, only under Ye Chen.
The passing of years…
Many sects came to the Lingxiao Holy Land to pay their respects, and even the stars outside the sky, there are envoys coming to congratulate Ye Chen and Yao’er. As for the sect that had hatred with Ye Chen, they had already come here in fear, kneeling at the foot of Lingxiao Holy Land, asking for forgiveness. In the end, there were only the five true immortals, and the gates were sealed tightly, relying on the protection of the mountain **** array, and refused to come to the Lingxiao Holy Land to confess.
“Hmph, when my brother leaves the customs, he will naturally clean up them one by one.”
Yao’er sneered.
Time is very fast, three or four years passed in a flash.
On this day, when the sun was shining brightly in the Holy Land of Lingxiao, Yin Youlian sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain with a long bow across his knees, guarding the door of the Yechen Silent Chamber, while guarding and enlightening the way of heaven.
“Crack–!”
She suddenly heard a door opening.
Yin Youlian’s delicate body trembled slightly, she stood up suddenly, and looked around, she saw a young man in Tsing Yi, pushing open the stone door of the quiet room, and walking out with a gentle smile, like an elegant scholar, looking at her with a smile.
“Lord, sir, you are out!?”
Yin Youlian stammered for a while, her icy and beautiful face, it seemed that a burning cloud was climbing up at this moment, and she was talking.
“Yes, thank you for protecting me at the door for the past three years.” Ye Chen nodded with a smile.
“No thanks, no thanks.”
Yin Youlian waved her hands desperately, her pink head lowered, two crystal clear, slender jade hands, she didn’t know where to put them. If an outsider sees it, he must be horrified. The bright moon fairy, who is well-known as the new sixth star in the Milky Way Galaxy, has never lied to people. When has he been so embarrassed?
After Ye Chen left, Yin Youlian breathed a sigh of relief and raised her head. Suddenly there was a trace of doubt in her pair of crystal clear eyes. The master after the retreat seemed completely different from before.
In fact, Ye Chen is indeed different.
The period of three or four years, whether long or short, is the most relaxing time since he was born again. Things in the galaxy have been settled. Although the news outside the territory is unknown, it is useless to rush hundreds of millions of miles away. Ye Chen lowered his heart and slowly sorted out every step of his cultivation over the past ten years.
He found that he had some steps, but he was still walking fast, floating, and not sinking down solidly.
There is one divine consciousness. The cultivation base and the physical body are carried out simultaneously, but the increase of divine consciousness is always small, and the foundation is shallow. He was able to crush all the people on the earth before, relying on his identity as a cultivator.
At this moment, this little problem seems to be all right, but when Ye Chen cultivates to the upper level, the drawbacks will gradually emerge. And when he crosses the robbery and other immortals, he will fully manifest. Like a wooden bucket full of water, the amount of water is determined not by the longest board, but by the shortest one.
Fortunately, in the past three years, Ye Chen used the nine-aperture **** infant to constantly wash his spiritual consciousness and make the spiritual consciousness more pure and pure. At the same time, he exercised every day as a soldier with a hundred thoughts to make his divine consciousness more tenacious. Nowadays, Ye Chen has a ray of spiritual consciousness, soft and can be turned into a breeze, and steel can be like a copper wall and iron wall, and it is impossible to do it.
At this moment, his divine consciousness cultivation base can be regarded as entering the room, comparable to the outstanding disciples of the Central Galaxy World, those Xianzong Holy Land!