Chapter 1403: river

The first thousand and three chapters river
"Good disciple, haven't seen him for many years, are you okay?" The figure stood at the end of the river, with a slight choking in his voice, he raised his hand and waved to Yang Chen.
And as Yang Chen waved his hand, a suction force surged in. Under the action of this suction force, Yang Chen suddenly discovered that his body was floating uncontrollably: "What's the matter?"
Yang Chen frowned and hurriedly used the spiritual power in his body, trying to get rid of this attraction. However, no matter how hard Yang Chen tried, his Ren Du two channels seemed to be sealed, and the spiritual power in his body seemed to be blocked. Of course, it's not spiritual power, even the mysterious energy in his body seems to be sealed, and no energy can be used.
"What's the matter? Where's my power?"
Feeling the changes in his body, Yang Chen also felt a panic, and a sense of fear filled his body. Attracted by this energy, Yang Chen's body was constantly absorbed, as if being firmly grasped by a big hand.
At last.
Yang Chen's figure had flowed across the river, and finally landed firmly in front of the figure opposite.
When Yang Chen's figure stood opposite this person, the suction on his body also dissipated, and the whole person felt a lot easier. However, Yang Chen didn't have the mind to observe the condition of his body, his gaze fixed on the figure in front of him.
The person in front of him was a 60 or 70-year-old old man with white beard and hair and a majestic face. And this person's appearance is exactly the same as the appearance of the stone statue before, including the expression.
"It's you?"
Yang Chen raised his brows slightly, and his eyes showed doubts. He couldn't help but said: "It's you? You summoned me from the stone statue?"
"Yes."
The man nodded, tears suddenly appeared in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and slowly touched Yang Chen's head. Yang Chen subconsciously wanted to escape, but found that his body seemed to be locked by someone, making it difficult to move at all.
He could only watch, the palm of his hand slowly pressed on Yang Chen's head, as if an elder was touching a younger one, gently stroking Yang Chen's head, his eyes showed a kind and kind color.
"Good disciple, I haven't seen you for many years, the master misses you very much!" The old monk had tears in his eyes, as if he really missed Yang Chen so much, that old face was shaking gently along with it. stand up.
however.
No matter what the other party said, Yang Chen didn't feel the slightest feeling in his heart, because this person had never existed in his memory.
Therefore, for any words of this person, Yang Chen did not make any waves in his heart.
Of course, naturally, he won't be touched by anything from the other party.
He raised his hand, gently patted the other person's hand on his head, and said faintly: "Don't tell me these imaginary things, just say it, why are you calling me over?"
Hearing this, the old monk was slightly taken aback.
There was a little bit of pain in his eyes, and he couldn't help saying: "Disciple, don't you know as a teacher? I am your master..."
"Don't you remember it at all?" The old monk frowned, and couldn't help saying: "I am your master. We used to kill demons and slay demons together, defend the way and justice. All of your skills are I taught it! Did you forget?"
Hearing this, Yang Chen raised his brow slightly.
do not know why.
He suddenly felt that the old monk in front of him was a little weird?
Thinking of this, Yang Chen couldn't help asking: "I ask you, do you know when it is now?"
"When?" Hearing this, the old monk was taken aback and laughed: "Now, of course it is 458 years of the Dagan calendar. We are the demon descending master of Huangjue Temple. Disciple, have you forgotten all this? By the way, disciple..."
Speaking of this, the old monk suddenly raised his hand, gently stroked Yang Chen's head, and said, "Why do you grow hair? You forgot, our monks need six cleansing, shave to produce dust, how can you Keep hair?"
"Quick! Pull these hairs clean! Don't keep them! Quick!"
While talking, the old monk stretched out his hand and reached for Yang Chen's hair. He seemed to be really ready to pull Yang Chen's hair clean.
"Neurotic!"
Seeing this scene, Yang Chen frowned, tilted his head to the side, and then quickly stepped back.
Avoiding the opponent's hand.
He can now completely confirm that the old monk in front of him must not be his real master, and the opponent is probably just a remnant soul left by the old monk, or a remnant mind.
And this remnant thought or remnant soul has been sealed in this idol, unable to pass through, nor enter the real world.
Therefore, the other party did not know the true year and month, nor did he know the age he lived in, it had already been destroyed in the plane war.
"Never mind!"
Seeing Yang Chen avoiding, the old monk sighed, and suddenly said with a melancholy face: "Lao Na hasn't seen a human for a long time. Long, long ago, Lao Na was detained by himself in this space. After so many years, Lao Na has never found a way to leave here, so seeing you today is very excited as a teacher."
"correct!"
Speaking of this, the old monk suddenly grabbed Yang Chen's right hand, and said in a hurry, "Good apprentice, there is something for you to see for the teacher! This thing is specially prepared for you for the teacher!"
While talking, the old monk took Yang Chen's hand and pulled the other party to the river.
The two stood by the river.
Yang Chen glanced at the river in front of him and couldn't help asking, "What is this?"
"Tui'er is optimistic!"
The old monk smiled slightly, and then he suddenly raised his hand, pinched a tactic against the river in front of him, and used a spiritual force. Immediately after that, only a "buzzing" sound rang, and in an instant, Yang Chen saw that the originally peaceful river in front of him suddenly rolled violently.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Chen saw that the river was suddenly shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye. The river is getting smaller and smaller, until the end, the river has shrunk directly into a drop of water.
The old monk took out the jade bottle and lightly waved it at the water drop.
Immediately afterwards, I saw that the water droplets were directly put into the jade bottle, and after the water droplets poured into the jade bottle, a mysterious breath also diffused out of the jade bottle.
"this is……"
Feeling this breath, Yang Chen raised his brows slightly, and his eyes also showed a deep curiosity.
"What is this?"