Chapter 1395: Picture scroll

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A battle ended in Wu Shanhe's fiasco, and Emperor Mingchen's wrist was twisted by Yang Chen.
Neither of them had any good fruits in the end.
"Foster father..."
Wu Shanhe lay on the ground, crying silently, his eyes full of sadness. However, Yang Chen didn't know whether Wu Shanhe's grief was because he knew that Emperor Mingchen could not go back, or was crying for the dead boss.
just.
At this moment, Yang Chen was also a little helpless and sad for Wu Shanhe.
"Get up." Yang Chen stretched out his hand and said to Wu Shanhe.
Wu Shanhe grabbed Yang Chen's hand and slowly got up from the ground, he patted the dust on his body. Although Wu Shanhe has stopped crying, his face still has a look of guilt.
"Foster father, I'm sorry, the child is ashamed of you." Wu Shanhe sighed, clasped his fists, and said.
"Don't say so much."
Yang Chen shook his head, then took out an elixir from the storage bag and stuffed it into Wu Shanhe's hand: "Take this elixir, so let's get rid of the toxins in your body first."
"Yes."
Wu Shanhe respectfully took the pill and swallowed it down.
After the pill was entered into his abdomen, Wu Shanhe's complexion was also much better, and his eyes gradually showed clearness.
The poisonous gas in the body was immediately wiped out by more than half.
Upon seeing this scene, Emperor Mingchen snorted coldly. Although he was a little dissatisfied, he didn't say much. He raised his hand, gently pressed his wrist, and healed the injury with spiritual power.
"Now, can I join you?" Great Emperor Ming Chen asked.
As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes were cast on Yang Chen in the crowd, waiting for the other party's answer.
And when he heard this, Yang Chen also raised his hand and patted Wu Shanhe's shoulder: "Little nose, you provoked this matter yourself, so...the consequences must also be borne by you. I hope you can understand. I."
"I know."
Wu Shanhe was silent.
He raised his hand and bowed deeply to Yang Chen, tears rushing out of his eyes uncontrollably.
"Foster father, the child is not filial, I am afraid I can't follow the foster father! Please take care of the foster father!"
"However, if the foster father does not have enough manpower, my grandson Wu Jing can help the foster father. Although this kid is self-sufficient, he admires the foster father tightly, and his cultivation is not too weak. Maybe he can help the foster father. Busy."
Wu Jing.
Hearing this name, Yang Chen frowned slightly.
He had forgotten this kid.
This guy has been following behind Fu Kong Daochang for the past two years, and he has developed a decent skill even if he wants to come. If you take Wu Jing with him, perhaps it can still play a little role, and Wu Jing's mind is extremely tough, which is obvious to all.
"I see." Thinking of this, Yang Chen nodded, then patted Wu Shanhe on the shoulder.
After the other party finished saying this sentence, he didn't stay any more, just turned around and walked away silently.
His back looks lonely and depressed.
"Foster father..."
Moqiu opened his mouth, as if he couldn't bear it.
"Can't you bear it? If you can't bear it, you can leave with him." Yang Chen glanced at him and said lightly.
"No!" Hearing this, Mo Qiu said quickly: "Foster father, I will not quit. It is my honor to be able to help foster father!"
Seeing the nervousness of the other party, Yang Chen shook his head and said, "Don't be nervous, I don't mean to blame you." Speaking of this, Yang Chen glanced at the other people around him and said: "Since people are already When it’s all here, then we don’t stay longer, Di Yan!"
"The old slave is here."
The demon stepped forward.
"Next, please take us to the place you mentioned." Yang Chen said with a smile.
However, after hearing Yang Chen's words, the demon smiled and said, "Master, where we are going is actually here!"
"right here?"
Hearing this, everyone was slightly taken aback.
Ling Yuyao looked around curiously, and said suspiciously, "But, there is nothing here!"
Except for some bare trees, there was nothing left.
Seeing the doubts of the crowd, the demon was not surprised. He seemed to have already guessed the reaction of the crowd. The next moment, the demon suddenly slapped the storage bag and took out a few things from the storage bag.
Everyone looked intently.
I saw that the demon took out several scrolls.
"The picture scroll?" Mu Lingyun frowned slightly, and asked suspiciously, "Senior Demon God, is there anything strange about this picture scroll?"
However, at the moment when he saw this picture scroll, Yang Chen's expression beside him changed abruptly, and his eyes showed incredible expression: "This is... Where did you get this thing?"
Yang Chen looked at the demon curiously.
Not because of other things, but because of these few pictures, Yang Chen is so familiar with it!
This picture scroll is clearly the entrance to the sky!
No wonder the demon said that he had been to that place before. Not only did he go to this place, but he also created a series of martial arts there!
Yang Chen couldn't be more familiar with the road!
"Where did you get this thing?" Yang Chen squinted his eyes and stared at the demon opposite. He clearly remembered that this picture scroll was taken away by the floating master at the beginning. In the hands of the demon god?
Could it be...
The demon and the floating master are in the same group?
And just when Yang Chen was thinking about it, the demon on the opposite side spoke: "Director, this picture scroll is not mine, but a friend gave it to me. He knows that you need a suitable training place now. So he asked me to tell you that this day's road has been repaired and the effect will be much better than when you first entered!"
"Friends?"
Hearing this, Yang Chen was slightly taken aback.
"Who is it? Which friend?"
"Master, you'll know when you go in, that friend is waiting for you on the Heavenly Road at this moment." The demon smiled slightly, but he avoided speaking, and did not make any answer.
"You guy!"
Seeing the other party's reaction, Yang Chen also sighed helplessly.
In fact, he already had a few general answers in his mind. After all, there were only a few people who could be contacted about Tianlu.
One is the long floating path.
One is an ascetic.
Another one is probably the real person on the Yin Plane.
However, the possibility of a real person is not very high, and the possibility of the first two is slightly greater. Therefore, the person who gave the picture scroll to the demon must be between the floating Taoist master and the ascetic monk.