Chapter 1479: Jiuli

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In the sound of the discussion, the booming sound never ceased, chasing and escaping, and the scene turned upside down.
The night did not know when to dissipate, until the dawn a ray of glowing light reflected, the roar extinguished, exposing the swollen earth, and the empty sky surrounded by thin blood mist.
On the top of a mountain, Bei Shengqi fell quickly and chased all night, but I didn't catch Ye Chen's puppet. What's even more ridiculous is that she doesn't know who the other party is.
Thinking about it, she could not help but stomp her feet and covered her crimson cheeks. "Shame."
But at this moment, Ye Chen ’s nagging has slipped out of the ancient ruins and appeared on the sea of ​​Honglianye. The sacred body was beaten to death. Why not say that the woman who has gone crazy is scary? The thief is heavy.
"That should be mad." He put a cure for elixir in his mouth, and the goods did not forget to imagine her look of irritability, which was not only a loss of the baby, but also a shame.
"I don't know that you are a woman." Soon, the goods shook their heads again, and found a good reason for themselves, and pulled out the Beisheng storage bag, smiling and faceless.
Why do n’t you say it ’s North Saint? Her storage bag is simply a treasure, but it is not comparable to the God of Heaven punishment. Picking her up is worth a lot.
He gathered the treasures, only holding a token in his hand. It was a token made of white jade fairy gold. The immortal was overflowing, and the word Jiuli was engraved on the back of the token.
"She belongs to Jiuli." Ye Chen murmured, with deep meaning and surprise.
Jiuli, an extremely ancient race, traces this source back to the flood era, at the same time as the rampant beasts such as crickets and poor odds, which was a great prince during the flood season.
This is also the reason for Ye Chen ’s accident. According to legend, Jiuli is already extinct in the years, but I do n’t know if there is any inheritance. If it is passed out, the entire barren continent will be uproar.
"Did I provoke one that I shouldn't provoke?" Ye Chen coughed, and there was an urge to return the treasure back to him. This pulse was too scary, and it was not his fault.
However, he finally dispelled his thoughts, concealing that he was hiding well, and Bei Sheng was embarrassed to break his identity. There are so many people in the ruins, and God knows who grabbed it.
Thinking to himself, he received the Jiuli's token and stuffed a pill in his mouth again.
He had already thought about it. After resting for a while, he ran in and robbed. The gods and goddesses were rich in oil, and there were many old guys who were repressed and had a rare opportunity.
When he was thinking about it, Honglianye went overseas and walked into another person, with stubble in his mouth, empty eyes, and a dull look. It came from a distant era, covered with dust and vicissitudes, and ancient.
He squinted his eyes to see who came in at one glance, but was it six?
During the conversation, Liu Dao stopped outside the ancient ruins, as if he had never seen Ye Chen, standing like a statue, motionless, his eyes closed, and he looked at the ruins quietly.
Ye Chen stepped in and settled six feet away. "You remember Ye Chen."
There was a flash of confusion in the six eyes, and a flash of pain, and it turned into a mule instantly.
Ye Chen did not give up, but also mentioned a lot of people and said a lot of things. Chu Xuan'er, Chu Ling'er, Da Chu, and Heng Yuezong hoped that through these, they would wake up some of the six memories.
However, the six roads are still six roads. They remain motionless and never turn around from beginning to end. They are also unspoken. Rugao, like a walking dead, has no emotion that one should have.
Ye Chen stopped talking, changed course against the sky, and Liu Tao was bitten back by time and space for too long. She had forgotten who she was and she also forgotten the ancient memories, and some were just muddled.
Like the red dust, Liu Dao is against time and space, and does not know the meaning of his existence, just like a ghost. The waves endlessly linger in the heavens and the earth, and it is not until they grow old that they are truly silent.
Ye Chen finally got around Liu Dao, the vicissitudes of Liu Dao. He was distressed when he looked at it. He brushed his hand and passed a secret scroll, "This is the predecessor of Donghuang Ancient City."
Liudaomune still raised his palm stiffly and took the secret scroll, but the secret scroll instantly turned into a ray of fly ash. The ancient information sealed in the secret scroll was integrated into his sea of ​​gods.
At this point, Liu Dao's body trembled, and the hollow eyes flashed confused.
He turned silently, and went away step by step. His back was lonely and lonely. I don't know how many years he has been wandering in this world. In the so-called world, he is a real passenger.
Ye Chen lifted his feet and followed, but failed to keep up with the six steps. His body was too weird. He walked and turned into nothingness, all that remained was the back view.
He stayed for a long time, his heart was sad and desolate. Perhaps after many years, he would change course like the Six Roads and Red Dust for a certain conviction and become a walking dead.
Hey, with a sigh, he also turned around, stepping on the sea, and entered the ruins a second time.
Enter the ruins again and again, and go all the way straight to the depths. Many people are going out in groups, scolding and swearing, mostly robbed people, just want to leave this ghost place.
Many of them were sage kings and sages, but they could not escape being robbed. When they came in, they really lost all their old faces. Anyway, they were seniors, but they were unable to lift their heads by a bunch of little rabbits.
They are pretty good, at least they still have their lives. Some of the holy kings and great saints have been buried in the ruins. Blame them only for claiming that they are powerful, but they still look down on the ruins.
On the outside, the Holy King and the Great Saint are so powerful, but in the ruins, they are all suppressed to the quasi-sacred. Under the same level, who cares whether you are the Holy King or the Great Saint, the fist is king.
Ye Chen glanced at those people, but did not take the shot, but opened his eyes to see the Quartet.
He found that many places of the ruins were branded with mysterious marks, such as towering ancient trees, such as collapsed palaces, such as rock faces and boulders, which were extremely hidden.
He recognizes those marks, which are the marks of time and space. It is not difficult to think of who these marks are. Other than the dead body, who else can pass through the marks of time and space.
"You have really left a lot of back roads for the dead body!" Ye Chen sneered, walking all the way, erasing all the way, but he did not hesitate to erase the marks of time and space.
He went back to the depths. It was just when the excitement was lively. He climbed to the top of the mountain and looked as far as possible.
But in the depths, there are a lot of Buddha lights, which shine on one side of the world, and those 10,000 Buddha lights come from a golden bead. More precisely, it is a Buddha relic, suspended above the sky.
In the midst, you can also hear Hong Zhongda Lu and the majestic ancient Buddha sounds, as if in Purdue.
Buddha relic, supreme fetish, was the first to clean the Zen body of the Buddha, and provoked the quarrel.
Ye Chenli was on the top of the mountain with amazing eyesight. He could see most clearly. He who robbed the Buddha relics had no less than a thousand people. He saw the Southern Emperor, the West Emperor and the Emperor, and the gods of the immortal race.
In addition to them, there are many gods and goddesses, as well as older monks, fighting for relics, fighting in full swing, many people killed, blood stained with empty sky, unusually bloody.
Xu was robbing too many people and even mixed his strength, which put great pressure on the Buddha relic. It burst and burst out, emitting thousands of golden lights, and the fragments vanished.
However, this is not the end. Although the Buddha relic exploded, there were dazzling gatherings of rain and light of the Buddha. The majesty is like the river and the sea, and the vastness and boundlessness contain infinite strength.
Ye Chen understands that it is the consciousness transformed by the audience ’s offerings in front of the Buddha. In the surging imagination, it seems that he can still see a buddha sitting in prayer and worshiping with sincere worship.
The Buddha's sentient beings are a mysterious power, sometimes even more secretive. Its grandness is enough to break the flesh and destroy the Yuan Shen. If you bless the magic weapon, the power is even more overbearing.
Therefore, although the Buddha relics were cracked, the robbers did not stop, but they became more and more fierce, and all sacrificed the destiny soldiers and containers, cramming the minds of the Buddha's beings.