Seeing Ye Chen leaving, Hong Changqing subconsciously begged: "Master Ye... Don't hurry to leave, Master Ye! My subordinates really know that they are wrong, so please give me another chance to reform myself!"
Ye Chen smiled and said, "Look at what you said, what's wrong with obeying the master's instructions? Don't deny yourself and belittle yourself. I have something to do, so let's go first, let's talk back."
Hong Changqing dared not let Ye Chen leave like this. What if Ye Chen really turned against him, wouldn’t his four meridians be done?
So he could only pull the car door and said with tears in his eyes: "Master Ye, cultivation is not easy! Please give me another chance to admit my mistakes, given my subordinates' attitude of admitting their mistakes..."
Ye Chen smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, I really can't give it. It's just four meridians. If you go back and go into seclusion, it will be opened again after thirty or fifty years."
Hong Changqing choked and said, "Master Ye, how can I live for thirty or fifty years in this situation..."
Ye Chen was unwilling to continue talking nonsense to him and said with a face: "Master Hong Tian, close my car door and I'm leaving, thank you!"
While speaking, some spiritual energy was released and penetrated into Hong Changqing's mind. Hong Changqing subconsciously closed the car door. Before Ye Chen could come back to his senses, he kicked the car away with a throttle.
After Ye Chen left, Hong Changqing came to his senses and shouted loudly from behind: "Master Ye! Master Ye, you can't throw your subordinates here, Master Ye!"
Ye Chen didn't care what he said. In the blink of an eye, the people and the car disappeared.
Hong Changqing chased after several hundred meters but couldn't catch up. Seeing Ye Chen's car driving onto the overpass to the suburbs, he collapsed on the ground in a depressed manner and said crying: "Master Ye, your grandmother and I are also friends, I
After all, I can be considered half of your elders. We won’t bully people like this!”
But Ye Chen didn't care what he cried, and he had already run towards the Champsey Hot Spring.
In fact, according to Ye Chen's plan, let Hong Changqing be a teacher in Champs Elysees Hot Spring, help him improve his master's martial arts skills, or simply bring a new one for him and let him teach the He family well.
And those young warriors with potential in Wanlong Palace, as long as he does well, he will definitely not treat her badly. It won’t take long to help him break through the dark realm and become a dark realm master.
But he didn't expect that the old man had so many small plans. Not to mention that he didn't want to reveal whether the master's mind was really out of principles, just his attitude as a slave of two surnames was not worthy of his own use.
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Therefore, in Ye Chen's opinion, when dealing with him, you must first convince him completely, otherwise, those little ones in his heart will definitely be there all the time, and sooner or later it will become an unstable factor.
It is easy for Ye Chen to use spiritual energy to seal his four meridians. It is really troublesome to unblock the meridians, but it is really easy to block them.
It's like digging a ten-kilometer tunnel. I want it to be built and opened to traffic. Not only is the project huge, but the manpower and material resources invested are also astronomical.
However, if you want to turn a ten-kilometer tunnel that has been opened to traffic and cannot open to traffic, you just need to get a truckload of earth to the entrance of the cave and everything will be solved.
Moreover, the most interesting thing is that Ye Chen used spiritual energy to block his meridians. Although it was only a very little spiritual energy, Hong Changqing did not have such a thing as a spiritual energy. For him, spiritual energy was a dimensional reduction blow, and he had no choice.
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Ye Chen just fooled him and said that he could break through it in thirty or fifty years. In fact, he was just trying to find happiness with him. If he really wanted him to go back to practice in seclusion, he would not be able to break through even one meridian in a hundred years.
It can be said that Ye Chen's little spiritual energy has been completely locked down, and Hong Changqing's future martial arts future.
This is not as simple as going back to thirty years ago overnight. It is just locking him 30 years ago.
Hong Changqing didn't know what it meant to be sealed by Ye Chen's meridians. He only knew that he could never leave in shame.
At one moment, he thought of calling Ye Chen’s grandmother and asking her to help with the evaluation.
But after the Chinese New Year, he suddenly felt that he could never do such impulsive actions.
Because Ye Chen had already told him before that he would not reveal his identity to her grandmother. If he knew that he would commit it, then if he really annoyed Ye Chen, let alone if the four meridians were sealed, he might be killed by him.
The depressed Hong Changqing still felt that he had to find a way to get Ye Chen's forgiveness, and only in this way could he get back his original cultivation.
So, when he recalled that Ye Chen had just said that he wanted to take him to Champsey-Elysian Hot Spring, he immediately stood up and stopped a taxi on the side of the road.
The first time the taxi driver saw an old man dressed in a Taoist priest, and Hong Changqing did have a bit of fairy-like appearance. When he got into the car, he asked with a very respectful attitude: "This Taoist priest, where are you going
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Hong Changqing said, "I want to go to Champs Elysees Hot Spring."
"Go to take a hot spring?" The taxi driver was a little puzzled, wondering why an old man actually wanted to go to a hot spring hotel.
Before Hong Changqing could speak, he remembered something and said casually: "By the way, Taoist priest, the Champs Elysees Hot Spring Hotel has been closed, and it is said that it will be upgraded and renovated. The opening time has not yet been decided. I have also brought a few waves of customers over the past two days.
, I've all been idle. If you want to take a hot spring bath, I'll introduce you to some other places."
Hong Changqing shook his head and said, "I'm not going to take a hot spring bath, I have something to do with someone."
"Oh, no wonder!" said the taxi driver with a smile: "I just said that a Taoist priest like you is a master who is dedicated to asking. It is impossible for you to have the spare time to take a hot spring."
As he said that, he asked again: "Master Taoist, I wonder which Taoist temple you usually practice? My mother is loyal to Taoism and usually goes to the Tianhou Palace to burn incense."
Hong Changqing nodded and said, "I am not in Lingshi. I come from the Northern Federation. My Taoist temple is also in the Northern Federation."
"Northern Federation?" The taxi driver said in surprise: "Master Taoist, isn't this Taoist religion from our Yan Kingdom? Why does this Northern Federation have Taoist temples?"
Hong Changqing gave him a blank look and asked, "Is there no church in Yan Country?"
"Yes..." The driver smiled and said, "I understand if you say that. Then you probably went from Yan Kingdom to preach in the Northern Federation a few years ago, right?"
Hong Changqing looked awkward and said with a smirk: "I have been busy practicing all my life, and I have never taught the teachings or set up the aisles."
The driver gave him a thumbs up and praised, "When I see you, I feel that I have a destiny to you. When you look at you, you are a serious Taoist priest, and you are definitely not those liars who fool people!"
Hong Changqing ignored him, but looked out the window in a daze, recalling the hardships and difficulties he had worked hard in the Northern Federation for so many years, and then thinking about his age, he traveled thousands of miles to Yan Kingdom to look for opportunities, but who would have thought,
After two days of this happy incident, I have now regressed to become a four-star warrior...
The more he thought about it, the more wronged Hong Changqing felt, and tears flowed out without any competing.
When the driver saw it, he asked him quickly: "Master, why are you crying? Who bullied you?"