Chapter 212: Night talk

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At night, I fell into silence again.
Ye Chen did not return to the room, but still practiced under the big tree.
A steady stream of Goblin Yuan was transmitted from the bottom of the nine avatars, allowing his cultivation to improve in the subtle way.
I do not know when, a faint breeze blows, only to let him open his eyes.
He found that under the starlight moonlight, an imaginary quiet figure stood outside the attic.
Ye Chen thought he was wrong, and rubbed his eyes, but when he looked again, there really was an illusive figure floating in the air, like a soul.
It was vaguely visible that it was an old man with gray hair and a slightly emaciated body, looking at the attic quietly, as if looking at the sleeping Liu Yi inside, with a vicissitude in his old eyes.
The illusive old man, take a closer look, isn't it Xuanchen who watched the war on nothingness during the day?
"Who are you?" Ye Chen stood up suddenly, staring at the illusive Xuanchen for a moment. He looked very kind, but the presence of such a ghost-like person in the middle of the night made him feel weird. .
Hearing Ye Chen's voice, Xuan Chen couldn't help turning his head, and there was a hint of wonder in his old eyes, "You can see me."
"You haven't answered my question yet." Ye Chen still stared at the unreal Xuanchen.
Hearing that, Xuan Chen smiled gently and came slowly, "Relax, I'm not Zhengyangzong."
"Isn't it Zhengyangzong?" Ye Chen frowned. Although the old man in front of him was illusory, he gave him a sense of hesitation. It wasn't a soul body, but he could blur his body, which was not easy.
"Come, talk with me." Xuan Chen was already sitting under the tree, not forgetting to pat the ground next to her, motioning Ye Chen to come and sit.
Ye Chen frowned slightly, but came over and sat down, because he didn't feel a trace of murderousness from Xuan Chen, as if Xuan Chen was a gentle old grandfather in his eyes.
"You alone can be one of the nine true stories, which is not easy." Seeing Ye Chen silent, Xuan Chen looked at Ye Chen with a smile.
"Grandpa, who are you?" Ye Chen was still struggling with Xuan Chen's identity.
"I said I was the first ancestor of Sanzong, believe it or not."
Hearing that Ye Chen couldn't help but bow his head and looked at Xuan Chen up and down, "Grandpa, you're not a joke."
"Well, I don't think it's funny, either." Xuan Chen smiled mildly. "Lonely late at night, just make fun of it, little friends don't want to mind."
"I understand." Ye Chen lay under the big tree with her head in her hands and did not forget to put a toothpick in her mouth. "Well, the elderly! When you are old, there will always be nothing to do to find juniors for fun, But I'm wondering, Zhengyangzong has already laid the guardian enchantment, how did you get in. "
"There are ways to come in." Xuan Chen, like Ye Chen, lay on the ground with her head in her back, and smiled deeply. "But what makes me wonder is how do you do Hengyue Jiuda when you are alone? True. "
"No way, my Heng Yuezong's talents are dying, and I'll charge me!" Ye Chen shrugged helplessly.
Xuan Chen smiled slightly, but didn't speak again.
The two lay side by side under the big tree like that, staring at Haoyu stars one by one without saying a word.
It took a long time for Xuanchen to get up quietly, and her imaginary body was erratic, "I should go."
Ye Chen also immediately stood up, looking at Xuan Chen's illusive back, after all, he didn't say much, and his heart was more curious. The strange old man in front of him mysteriously made him wonder what to say.
"Little guy, can I ask you something?" Xuan Chen said with her back to Ye Chen.
"Tell me."
"After the three contests, if you have time, can you go to Luoshenyuan to help me with a joss stick."
Wen Yan said that Ye Chen was a little surprised, but she nodded.
"Thank you." Xuan Chen left a whispering utterance, and then she quietly lifted her feet. When she stepped down, she disappeared without a trace, leaving no trace of traces in this world.
what....!
Under the tree, Ye Chen opened his eyes and found that he was still sitting on the ground, and suddenly he was there, "Dream?"
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The next day, without waiting for the first red glow in the East to appear, Zheng Yangzong was already full of people.
As the host of the Zhengyang sect, before dawn, he had sat neatly around the battle platform.
As for the cultivating family who watched the Quartet, they also entered the venue in a single shout.
In the Yueyue Pavilion, Ye Chen was ready to go, but the atmosphere was a little sombre, because Liu Yi stood beside him.
Overnight, Liu Yi's face was still pale, and his body was very weak, and his body's breath was sluggish. The whole person seemed to have no spirit at all, like a sick student.
"Brother Liu, you can rest here, you don't have to go." Situ Nan looked at Liu Yi worriedly.
"Anyway." Liu Yi smiled casually, "Even if I lose, I will stand with you."
Hey!
When Yang Dingtian saw it, he sighed helplessly, and took the first step toward the mountain.
When they came to the three big contests, they were instantly noticed by the Quartet. Those eyes were mocked and mocked, and they had compassion and sympathy. Until they sat on the seats, those eyes were still following.
"Liu Yi still has his life. It's a blessing in misfortune, but it's hard to practice because of his condition!" Soon, the whispers of the Quartet rang out.
"Hengyue Zong only has the third true Nangong Yue and Ye Chen in the Yuan Dynasty. Today's semi-final is very fierce!"
"Ye Chen can be ignored. Today, the Nine Realities of Hengyue is the only Nangong Yue to support the scene."
"Enjoy slowly! Zhengyangzong will let you understand that the so-called glimmer of hope will eventually become despair." Cheng Kun on the high seat overlooked the leisurely down, and the playful smile was still abusive.
In nothingness, the three ancestors of Donghuang appeared again.
Just like yesterday, Donghuang Taixin gathered a cloud on the spot, sitting lazily on it, first glanced down, and then did not forget to look at Xuan Chen aside, "Xuan Chen, dreamed last night I do n’t think I know anything about it, but this time, let me find out that you are involved in Da Chu. I do n’t mind sealing you permanently.

"I ... I understand." Xuan Chen nodded slightly.
"Promoted true disciples, draw on the stage." As the two spoke, the words of Wu Changqing rang below.
"Heavenly and spiritually, Taishang Laojun shows his spirit quickly, so that the opponent Nangong Sister draws is a soft egg." Before waiting for Nangong Yue and Ye Chen to rise, Situ Nan began to mumble and pray .
Ye Chen and Nangong Yue smiled helplessly, one after another on the battlefield.
There were only fourteen people left, and the lottery took less than thirty seconds, but after seeing the battle list, Yang Dingtian's heart was completely cold.
by!
Situ Nan yelled, and jumped up on the spot.
Look at Yang Dingtian's face, it is ugly enough, not to blame them, just because Nangong Yue's luck is so bad, the opponent he picked was the first true biography of Qing Yunzong, Zhou Ao.
It is not difficult for them to predict the end, even the second true biography of Hengyue Nie Feng is not Zhou Ao's opponent, let alone the third true Nangong Yue.
Hey!
Nangong Yue was very helpless. He had thought that his luck would be so bad.
Compared to him, Ye Chen's luck is good. He got the ninth true disciple from Zhengyang Sect, the one who defeated Qingyun disciple with stealth in yesterday's knockout match.
"Look at it, even Heaven won't help Heng Yue." There was another discussion below.
"Nangong Yue's opponent is Zhou Ao, and there must be no suspense in defeat. As for Ye Chen, it is strange to win against the disciple of the Zhengyang Sect.
"In this way, the last two of Heng Yuezong's Nine True Story will be brushed down in this semi-final, which means that if the Heng Yuezong Nine True Story is not waiting for the final, the entire army will be wiped out."
"Qing Yunzong Zhou Ao, Heng Yuezong Nangong Yue, came to power to face off." In the argument, Wu Changqing's voice had already rang through the four sides.
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