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Chapter 2010 Confiscation

The dead stars of the night fall into silence.

Ye Chen sat there again to heal his wounds.

As for someone, he still shook his head and was out of control. He didn't know where the anger came from. If he was not careful, he would all be scattered to Ye Chen. Fortunately, Ye Chen was fine. If he was destroyed, that would be nonsense.

Three hours later, Ye Chen stood up.

Then, the world was filled with storms and the king of humans set up a magic circle.

This time, he is reliable. Although the magic array is mysterious, it is difficult to take Ye Chen's life.

Boom! Bang! Boom! Boom!

The stars that had been silent for a while, rumbling again.

Ye Chen spent this for many days and tried to break the formation every day and night.

One day, two days, one month, one year, two years....

As the King of Humans said, the test of the formation will be a long period of time.

In the blink of an eye, ten years passed quietly.

In the past ten years, neither of them had any stars and were isolated from the world. This dead and silent ancient star never saw anyone landing.

In the past ten years, Ye Chen's attainment in formation has reached its peak. Emperor Dao Fuxi's ninety-nine eighty-one formations have tried countless times. Each formation has its own method of cracking, and the understanding of the Eight Trigrams has also gained great importance. The human king's training on it has made up for his shortcomings well.

In the past ten years, the starry sky has been very calm, with a lot of small frictions and no major wars.

Everything is attributed to the prehistoric world. If they do not cause trouble, war will rarely occur.

There is no way, the craze that ten years ago affected the entire heavens, and the great clans of the prehistoric world were not spared. Every race, more than 90% of the peak quasi-emperors, has entered the world. Without their solid support, they have no confidence and dare not act too reckless.

This is a decade of rest and recuperation, which is commendable.

At night, the bright moonlight shines on the ancient stars, shining brightly.

This night is the eleventh year.

On the rock, the man king carried a wine pot and drank with relish, and was calculating with one hand.

As for Ye Chen, sitting quietly under the rock, just like eleven years ago, he was silent and deprived of his past sharpness, especially his eyes, the ancient well was not waved. If you look closely, you can still see a Bagua that seems to be hidden. The mystery of the Bagua has been imprinted in his eyes.

Sometimes, he would raise his head and look at the starry sky.

It has been eleven years since he missed his hometown, his wife, and two little guys. They are thirteen years old and young girls. I don’t know if he still remembers his father.

"I missed home?" said the king of man.

"How long will it take?" Ye Chen said lightly.

"It depends on your fortune." The King of Humans yawned, "The Emperor's Dao Fuxi's 9981 Form, you have broken all the formations, which are enough to deal with the formations in this world. Next, I will pass on the method of creating formations. If it is fast, it will be enough for a hundred years. If it is slow, it will be possible for three to five hundred years. Making formations is no longer as complicated and mysterious than breaking formations. The essence of it is endless."

"Can I go home first?" Ye Chen said with great pleasure.

"No." The king of humans replied simply, "It's just eleven years. The so-called practice has just begun. The monk's path is a lonely path. You have to adapt, because in the future you will be more lonely than at this moment. This is the holy body, carrying glory and loneliness."

Ye Chen understood what the King of Humans said very well.

He is an ancient holy body with a lifespan far greater than other monks. He will live longer. If nothing unexpected happens, he will watch his relatives and friends fall one by one in the years, leaving him alone, facing the dust of time, until he grows old and dies, and no one will see him off when he falls.

The wind blew by, stirring the sadness hidden in his heart.

His life was both joyful and sad. Most of the years were on the road, and it was endless again and again.

"Moduo thought about it." The Human King took out an ancient scroll and stuffed Ye Chen's mind. Later, there were also misty words in it. "This is the artistic conception of the formation, and you can understand it quietly. When you truly understand the Emperor's Dao Fuxi's 9981 Formation, the formation practice will be completed."

Ye Chen had not replied, and his mind wandered in the artistic conception.

The artistic conception is a big world, and you can see a figure sitting cross-legged on the mountain, evolving the Eight Trigrams Formation diagram, from easy to difficult, from simple to complex, using all things as the base to create the Fuxi Formation.

That figure is the human emperor Fuxi, or more accurately, the artistic soul of Fuxi.

Ye Chen also went up to the top of the mountain, sat cross-legged, and understood the principle of formation.

Outside, the man, the man, was bored and sat on the rock like that, holding his chin with his hands, looking at Ye Chen quietly, and was muttering again, "Against the sky, Tiansha Lone Star, you are even better than Yaochi, and you are destined to be lonely for a lifetime."

When he muttered, someone fell from the starry sky. An old man, with a sharp mouth and a monkey cheek, was carrying a sack. Under the moon, the old man's figure was very vulgar, like a thief.

The Human King had already hidden Ye Chen in the magic circle, so he raised his hand and grabbed the old man. The stars had not appeared in eleven years, and he was very bored to face Ye Chen every day, so he had to find someone to talk about his life ideals.

Before he could fall, he was caught by an invisible force, which scared the old man to death, and even his words were trembling. "I'm sorry to disturb my seniors' meditation, and I hope I'll forgive my sins."

"What a saint is bad, I'm just a thief." The king of humans was very conscious and had already pulled open the old man's sack. It was a large storage bag. The items inside were really all kinds, including source stones, secret scrolls, magic weapons, elixirs, pots and pans, and messy things.

The king sighed at this bag of stolen goods and thought to himself that somebody had been stolen. It must be that the old man had stolen all of them. As a thief, the old man was also determined to do this.

"Senior, this... is all inherited from my family." The old man coughed dryly.

"If you are good at ancestral inheritance, you will like to pass on ancestral inheritance and confiscate it." The king of humans is really very good, and they are all taken away by others.

The old man's whole face twitched, and he almost jumped up in anger.

It's really a ghost. I have worked hard for decades and have been received by you before liberation. My feelings have made wedding dresses for you. I am also a waste. There are so many stars in the sky that don't go, and I want to come to this dead silent ancient star without shit. I meet you, a shameless guy.

He complained in his heart, and even though he scolded the king in his heart, he was still happy on the surface. He accepted the baby and could not provoke this guy. He lost his life after he was taken away.

"Come on, tell me, there has been a big incident in the starry sky in the past ten years." The king of man started his hand, put on a chat, and looked at the old man straight. In fact, he could calculate some things, but isn't they boring? He really wanted to find someone to chat.

"It's nothing big. It's very calm. The prehistoric tribes are honest and interesting things are not missing. In recent days, two little guys have fought very enthusiastically. I heard that one of them is the legendary son of the earth. His bloodline is in harmony with all living beings. That boy is very fierce. The other little baby is not a vegetarian. He is playing thief who is playing with thunder and lightning. He doesn't know what bloodline or origin. He only knows that he is very strong and terrible. He can fight with the son of the earth. Unfortunately, I can't catch up." The old man squatted in front of the king of humans, like a labor reform criminal. He didn't dare to breathe in a breath.

"The son of the earth and the body of the punishment of heaven, this is interesting." The king of human eyes shone with his eyes, "A day, one earth, and the two bloodlines that have been opposed since ancient times have attracted many people to watch."

"Where is the body of the Holy Spirit? There is news about her." The human king said, looking at the old man again.

"Hey, senior, I forgot." Speaking of the Holy Spirit Body, the old man suddenly felt energetic and stopped squatting, so he simply sat cross-legged. "That little girl is really interesting. She went to the Yaochi Holy Land and stole things. She was caught by someone. Elder Yaochi did not blame her, and she left her in the Yaochi Holy Land. I heard that she had passed on many secret techniques that were unknown to the world."

"I like to go to the Yaochi Holy Land to steal things." The Human King was happy.

"I heard that whenever she goes, she always sells something and is very business-minded."

"What are you selling?" The king of man took a sip of wine.

"Da Chu specialty."

puff!

As soon as these four words came out, the wine that the man Wang Gang had poured in his mouth was sprayed out, spraying the old man's face.

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At this moment, the expression of the human king became extremely exciting, and in one sentence, it was meaningful.

At this moment, it is also a blessing that Ye Chen is in the artistic conception. Otherwise, if he heard this, he would not know what kind of expression he would have. His baby daughter has become a spirit and has gained the true teachings of her father.

"So young, so clever, I don't know whether to marry or not in the future." The king of humans stroked his beard and said earnestly, "What kind of husband is needed to surrender her."

"Senior, you have a wide range of experience. Tell me what the specialty of the Great Chu is? Is it only available in the legendary Great Chu?" On this side, the old man asked while wiping the wine on his face. Obviously, he didn't know what the specialty of the Great Chu is, and he was very curious about the treasure.

"It's a specialty of Da Chu! That's a treasure." The king of humans said, and took out a pack of things from his arms, fearing that others would not know what it was. There were four big characters written on it: Da Chu's specialty.

"I have a destiny to you, so I'll give it to you." The king of humans said seriously.

"This is good." The old man rubbed his hands and took it carefully. After that, he went up and sniffed it. He poked a small hole in his fingers and dripped it a little, and finally licked it with his tongue.

"What do you think?" The king smiled very vulgarly.

"I don't feel anything, it's just a little hot." The old man pulled his clothes.

"It's right to be hot." The king raised his foot and kicked the old man out of Gu Xing. He didn't want to see an old man rogue in front of him. If he was a singer, it would be a different matter.

"Damn it, aphrodisiac." Not long after, a big scolding came from the starry sky, and a domineering a howling sounded.

The Man King ignored him, took out the ancient scroll, turned on the first page, and the picture of the old man appeared inside. The guy's face was flushed and he was running around in the starry sky. What could be seen was his lower body, the small tent, was erect, and was blowing out from the fire.

Soon, the good show came, and the King of Humans sat down for a moment. The old man rushed into an ancient star of creatures and went to find his old appearance. He had not even taken off his clothes and went straight to the point.

The King of Humans smiled, perhaps because he was too fascinated and did not realize that Ye Chen had woken up.

Seeing that the King of Humans smiled so badly, Ye Chen had not digested the essence of his artistic conception and understood it, so he came up. When he saw the scene, the corners of his mouth twitched suddenly. A generation of Humans, should he even have a face?
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