As he flew into the fairy mountain, Ye Chen kept glanced around and found the location of the reincarnated man very accurately.

After scanning the circle, his eyes fell into the depths of the fairy mountain.

It was a closed cave, and it seemed that he could see a girl sitting cross-legged inside through the seal and many mountains, as he remembered, as he was extremely clear.

As he looked, Ye Chen withdrew his gaze and landed in front of a hall with the old man in purple and Ji Ruxue.

The people from the Ji family came out, and many other directions flew in. Seeing that the old man in purple and Ji Ruxue were safe and sound, they all breathed a sigh of relief, "It is a blessing in disgrace that you can return safely."

"Luckily this little friend rescued him." The old man in purple looked at Ye Chen gratefully.

"My good deeds, my friend, the Ji family will never forget it." The old men bowed to Ye Chen sincerely.

"A handful."

"Uncle San, how are grandpa?" Ji Ruxue hurriedly looked at one of the old men.

"It has evolved into a Taoist wound." The old man sighed helplessly.

"Dao...Dao hurts." Ji Ruxue's delicate body trembled, her pretty face turned pale, and her jade hands were clenched tightly, "I went through so much trouble to find the Ganoderma lucidum, but I still couldn't catch up."

"Damn the Bloodthirsty Sect." The old man in purple also made a loud noise, and there was a cold light in his eyes. "If it weren't for their siege, Xueer and I would have been able to come back in advance."

"This may be the fixed number in the dark." The old men sighed.

"Maybe, I can try it." Ye Chen spoke, "If the senior of the Ji family is just a tragic injury, I think I have a way."

"You... do you have a way?" A group of murderous Ji family members looked at Ye Chen in unison, and even the saints had no choice but to do anything. They didn't know where Ye Chen got the confidence to say this.

"Maybe let me give it a try."

"this......"

"Fellow Taoist, come with me." Ji Ruxue pulled Ye Chen directly and headed straight for a bamboo forest in Xianshan. A group of old guys followed him one after another, with strong hope in his heart.

Soon, everyone fell outside a bamboo forest.

Huh?

After falling, Ye Chen let out a light ejaculation, his eyes fell on a round stone outside the bamboo forest, crystal clear and fairy light, which was a spiritual stone.

interesting!

Ye Chen touched his chin with a strange expression, because this spiritual stone was also a reincarnation. He had not calculated it before, just because the stone covered a certain breath on its own.

Fellow Taoist?

Seeing Ye Chen staring at the stone, Ji Ruxue called out tentatively.

Treat the wounds!

Ye Chen smiled awkwardly, followed Ji Ruxue into the bamboo forest, and a group of old guys followed him in.

The bamboo forest is very quiet and full of spiritual power, which is a good place for cultivation.

Deep in the bamboos are a row of bamboo houses. In front of the bamboo house is a stone table, and a white-haired old man sits in front of the stone table. He is the ancestor of the Ji family and the only saint of the Ji family.

"I've seen the ancestor." Ji Ruxue and the Ji family also saluted one after another, with worry on their faces.

"I'm fine." Seeing everyone's worries, the ancestor of the Ji family comforted him, with a gentle and kind smile, but the pathological condition on his face betrayed him. His expression was not ordinary pale, and his breath was not ordinary disorder. When he spoke, a wisp of blood was inadvertently overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

"This little friend is..." The old ancestor of the Ji family, whose turbid eyes were placed on Ye Chen's body.

"My younger generation, Ye Chen, have met seniors." Ye Chen stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

"Ye Chen, a good name." The ancestor of the Ji family smiled gently, but a deep light flashed in the old eyes, as if he had seen through the extraordinary bloodline of Ye Chen. As for what kind of bloodline it was, he had never seen it.

"Grandpa, he said he could cure your Taoist wounds." Ji Ruxue hurried forward.

"Oh?" The ancestor of the Ji family was surprised and looked at Ye Chen, "My friend, this is what he said seriously."

"Look, let's talk about it." Ye Chen smiled, and held the wrist of the Ji family ancestor in a good manner, taking the pulse like a doctor, but in fact he used his fairy eyes to peek at the natal spirit of the Ji family ancestor.

The ancestor of the Ji family still didn't believe it, but he still let Ye Chen take his pulse.

Ji Ruxue and the others also looked at Ye Chen with hope, hoping that this extraordinary young man could give them a surprise.

On this side, Ye Chen's eyes had narrowed slightly and saw the scars on the soul of the ancestor of the Ji family. Perhaps it was a Taoist wound that had evolved not long ago, so the scars were not as domineering as they imagined.

However, the frowning of him was not the Taoist wounds of the ancestor of the Ji family, but another terrible scar.

It took a long time before Ye Chen put his palm away.

how!

Ji Ruxue and the powerful men of the Ji family looked at Ye Chen one after another.

Ye Chen looked at the ancestor of the Ji family, "Senior, have you provoked someone you shouldn't have provoked."

As soon as these words were said, the ancestor of the Ji family frowned slightly, but soon returned to normal. He shook his head with a sigh and did not hide it. "As my friend said, I peeked at the existence that should not be peeked at, and suffered backlash. Coupled with the secret injuries in my early years, it evolved into a Taoist trace."

"It should be a quasi-emperor, and it is not an ordinary quasi-emperor." Ye Chen touched his chin.

"My friend, you surprised me." The ancestor of the Ji family looked at Ye Chen with a smile.

"Senior, praise it."

"Then my friend has a way." The powerful men of the Ji family asked hurriedly.

"I can cure the Taoist wounds. I can't do anything about the backlash of the quasi-emperor." Ye Chen shook his head helplessly.

"Can you really cure your injuries?" The ancestor of the Ji family looked at Ye Chen tentatively.

"A piece of cake." Ye Chen smiled, "Along the way, the treatment of the Dao injury can no longer be done."

"No...no more than a dozen?" Ye Chen said the household, which made everyone present, including the ancestor of the Ji family stunned for a moment. When will the Taoist injury be so easy to cure, and it will become so simple to fall into your mouth.

"You guys wait outside first." The ancestor of the Ji family who reacted first smiled and waved his hand.

"Okay." The powerful men of the Ji family turned around in a hurry and retreated from the small bamboo forest one after another. Before leaving, they looked at Ye Chen with hope.

After walking out of the bamboo forest, the old guys looked at the old man in purple, "Lao Liu, what is the origin of that little kid?"

"He said he was Yan'er's old friend." said the old man in purple, "Don't underestimate him. His combat power cannot be suppressed by a saint. In less than a minute, he destroyed the three quasi-saints of the Bloodthirsty Sect and more than a dozen peaks of the imperial realm. I have practiced Taoism for two thousand years and have never seen such a domineering junior."

"Three quasi-saints, more than a dozen peaks in the imperial realm, he?"

"You guys think I'm joking?" The old man in purple took a deep breath, "He is stronger than we thought."

"What I care about now is whether he can really cure the ancestor's Dao wounds." An elder said worriedly, "If it cannot be cured, the ancestor will probably fall from the saint realm, and the Bloodthirsty Sect will definitely attack it in large numbers."

While everyone was talking, Ye Chen in the bamboo forest had already sacrificed the thunder.

Seeing the thunder in Ye Chen's hand, the old ancestor of the Ji family narrowed his eyes again, as if he could see the origin of the thunder at a glance. With the power of divine punishment, it must be the thunder in the heavenly tribulation.

"Senior, please ask you something." Ye Chen said, stabbing the black thunder into the body of the ancestor of the Ji family, wrapping the soul of the ancestor of the Ji family, and accurately finding the wound scars.

The ancestor of the Ji family let out a muffled groan, and a look of pain appeared on the old man's face, "Young friend, it's okay to ask."

"Da Chu, the Heavens Gate, the Great Luo Heavens, Jiuhuangtian, Kunlun Xu, the Big and Big Dynasty, the Temple, Xuanhuang Continent, Chu Emperor, Yuehuang, Yan Emperor, Tianzang Emperor, Donghuang, Xuanhuang, Emperor Chen, Zhan Wang, Taiwang, Tianshen Sword God, Dan Zun, Donghuang Taixin..." Ye Chen said a lot in one breath, and then looked at the ancestor of the Ji family, "You have heard what you said in your juniors."

"I have heard of the sword gods of the heavens, that is the myth of the heavens." The ancestor of the Ji family stroked his beard, "I have also heard of the emperor. The ancestor of the Heavenly Palace Divine Dynasty, the Dan Zun only knows a little about the existence of alchemy and magic. The Donghuang Taixin you mentioned..."

As the ancestor of the Ji family said, he couldn't help but rub his eyebrows, "This name sounds familiar, as if he had heard from his ancestors."

"She is Kunlunxu's goddess."

"I don't know this." The ancestor of the Ji family shook his head.

"Senior, can you tell me where to go to find the Eastern Emperor, the Sword God of the Heavens and the Dan Zun." Ye Chen looked at the Ji family ancestor with great hope.

"Donghuang and Danzun don't know." The ancestor of the Ji family said slowly, "As for the sword gods of the heavens, you can go to the Daluo Sword Sect to ask. They have had a great relationship with the sword god since ancient times."

"Thank you for your advice, senior." Ye Chen said, brushing his hand and taking out a scroll, which is Chu Xuan's scroll. "You can see the woman in the painting."

The ancestor of the Ji family glanced up and down, and looked at the fairy jade ring worn by Chu Xuanyu's hand for a few times. As he looked at it, his expression became a little strange, "My friend, what is your relationship with the woman in the painting."

"She is my wife." Ye Chen said immediately.

"Your wife?" The Ji family ancestor's expression became even more strange.

"Senior has seen her, right?" Ye Chen suppressed his excitement and looked at the Ji family's ancestor without squinting.

"See... I've seen it." The ancestor of the Ji family coughed dryly, laughing a little embarrassedly, and subconsciously touched his old face. "If you want to say that her master has a bad temper, I was beaten up by chance in the past."
Chapter completed!