come to the heavens

Chapter 382 Mission from the Tower of Aion

In the early morning of the next day, Ye Chen opened his eyes early to prepare for the routine early morning practice. Just as he opened his eyes, he saw Wang Zhonglin also opened his eyes, nodded his head, and got off the car and walked aside.

Cultivation in this world is not much different from qi refining. You need to collect the aura around you and put it into your body to convert it into mana. If two people stay together to practice, they will only interfere with each other and cannot practice normally.

In the early morning, there is a layer of light mist in the forest, which is rich in fresh oxygen and active aura. Take a deep breath, and you will feel light and refreshed. After a big week, the mana absorbed and transformed is nearly double that of before.

This is also one of the main reasons why practitioners like to live in seclusion in deep mountains and old forests, that is, it is quiet, and the aura is active, which is very suitable for practice.

After two hours of practice, Ye Chen opened his eyes, turned his head suspiciously, and saw the ghost bride Hanyu standing quietly behind her with a copper basin, saw him turn around, and quietly put down the copper basin. Step back, inside there is a basin of clear water and a towel embroidered with mandarin ducks.

"Thank you!"

After a few seconds of silence, he whispered something.

She lowered her head, squeezed her right hand with her left hand, and said in a soft and sweet voice:
"This is what slaves should do!"

The water was very cold, or like ice, but fortunately he was strong enough to bear it, and washing his face with ice water in the morning was also refreshing.

It has to be said that Yanfu is not something that everyone can afford, even if she has no malicious intentions, the yin energy that emanates from her body is not something ordinary people can bear.

After training, everyone got up and had breakfast, and the carriage continued to set off.

But this time he told her that the guard of honor had been put away, and only four porters followed behind, carrying ghost sedan chairs. Although it still looked scary, it was not as scary as yesterday.

The twenty or thirty ghosts in the ghost bride's wedding team are all dependent on the ghost bride. As long as the ghost bride does not die, they will not die, and they will grow stronger with the strength of the ghost bride.

The rest of the journey was very safe, without any unscrupulous little ghosts and beasts daring to come out, and passed through the most dangerous section of the border safely, and arrived at the junction of Jinhua City and Wushang County.

Qingyang Temple is located on Qingyang Mountain at the junction of the two places. There is a town of more than a dozen villages under the mountain, all of which are under the protection of Qingyang Temple. Even the land god of Qingyang Town is also the ancestor of Qingyang Temple.

Qingyang Temple on Qingyang Mountain, and Qingyang Temple under Qingyang Town. It is very common for several places with the same name to rely on a certain place or a certain sect. The relationship between the two is also very close. The words of Yangguan Guanzhu are useful.

When it was about to approach Qingyang Town, the sun had already risen at this time, and the four porters carrying the ghost sedan chair could not bear the direct sunlight, so they hid in the ghost sedan chair. Will be hurt, the ghost sedan shrunk down to the size of a bowl and landed in Ye Chen's hands, her soft voice sounded directly from the bottom of his heart:

"I can't see the sun for a long time, so I ask my husband to take it with me."

Wang Zhonglin at the side shook the paper fan and praised:

"She is entrusting her life to your hands. If you have malicious intentions, she will never be reborn. Brother Zong, don't let the beauty down!"

Ye Chen didn't say anything, just put away the shrunken ghost sedan chair.

When the carriage entered Qingyang Town, a big man standing on the sentry tower at the gate of the town saw them turning his head and shouting towards the town:

"The Master is back!"

In the next second, seven or eight big men ran out of a carved stone building not far from the gate of the town. The leader, a tall man with a bare head and a tall figure, clasped his hands and shouted from a distance:

"Disciple Lei Gang pays homage to the temple master!"

The rest of the big men all drank together:

"Meet the Lord!"

Standing on the carriage, Wang Zhonglin waved his sleeves behind his back, looking like a fairy, and said lightly:

"Don't be too polite!"

The carriage drove slowly into the town, and the group of big men kept watching the carriage leave with this heartfelt respect.

Entering the town, a farmer with a street stall took out a handful of cucumbers from the vegetable box and shouted:
"Monastery Master, this is planted by the old man himself. It's sweet. It's delicious to cook when you go back."

At this time, Wang Zhonglin put the paper fan in his waist in the immortal style of Zhenkou, and hurriedly stretched out his hands to take the cucumber.

Another grandma grabbed seven or eight eggs with both hands and delivered them to him. He took them all without politeness. A maid next to him flicked her fingers, and a piece of silver flew out and landed in the grandma's pocket. The grandma didn't notice it at all. , still looking at him with a smile.

Ye Chen stood behind with arms crossed, smiling as he watched these townspeople send all kinds of things. This kind of love from the heart was rarely seen, and he had seen it when he expelled the Yuan people from the world of sculptures and regained the Han Dynasty. been.

The carriage was walking towards the town, and people brought things from time to time. Wang Zhonglin was too busy behind him, so he also got off the car to help pick up the things. When the carriage passed through the town, the huge carriage was filled with various things, including food. There are also some daily necessities such as cloth, oil and rice.

The car couldn't sit, and the group of people were all walking. He glanced at the mud and oil stains on Zhong Lin's body and said:
"You are very popular with everyone!"

Wang Zhonglin put his hands behind his back, looked up and said:

"Now that you become the master of the Qingyang Temple, you have the obligation to protect the people of this side. With limited strength, you can only guard this one-third of an acre of land, but you cannot solve this chaotic world from the source."

Ye Chen also sighed:
"It's too difficult. I don't know if it's the rules of this world itself or what. Why are there so many demons and ghosts? The strength of the underworld in this world is too weak to restrain the ghosts in the world. If I have enough strength one day, I must reset this world." According to the rules of the world, the human world belongs to the human world, the ghosts belong to the underworld, and the gods belong to the heavens, and the paths are clearly separated."

"Great idea!"

Wang Zhonglin smiled and said:
"But it's impossible to realize it. It takes ten years to come. No one can practice to change the rules of the whole world within ten years. Even if the Heaven and Man can come, they can't do it."

"Ok?"

He looked back strangely and saw Ye Chen suddenly stopped, waving his hand to signal the carriage to stop.

Ye Chen raised his head to look at Wang Zhonglin with a strange face, and said after a while:
"I received a mission from the Tower of Eternity."

Wang Zhonglin opened his mouth slightly, scratched his forehead in surprise, and asked:
"What mission?"

Ye Chen said expressionlessly:

"Reshape the rules of this world!"

"what?"

He was speechless and said it again:
"Just now I said that one day if I have enough strength, I must reset the rules of this world, and then I received a task from the Tower of Eternity for me to choose, let me reshape the rules of this world before the end of the advent, and redefine the world People, gods and ghosts."

Wang Zhonglin was silent for almost a minute before asking:

"What is the reward if you succeed, and what is the punishment if you fail?"

(End of this chapter)