"You kid, it's quite old..."

The white-haired old man sighed: "I have indeed experienced a lot of things, but now that I am old, there is nothing to vomit, and these two things really make a big difference to me..."

The technique of wind and hiddenness, if it is practiced to the extreme, can be completely invisible, and it is simply the magic of killing people.

This kind of magical white hair old man does not hear much, it can be comparable to the fairy tales, and the sacred medicine of the **** water can be used to refine the gods, and if it is injured, the white hair is old. The strong ones can use this kind of water to heal the wounds.

"It's good to be..."

Ye Chu put down the pieces in his hand and said to the white-haired old man: "I guess you should leave in the next two years? So you will get drunk today, when you are saying goodbye to you..."

"Oh..." The white-haired old man groaned, and some unexpectedly asked, "How do you know?"

He never said it to Ye Chu. Now he understands why Ye Chu wants to send him these two things now. It turns out that he will leave early.

Perhaps at that time, Ye Chu was still retreating, so I gave him these two things first.

Ye Chu pointed to the chess piece: "You have regressed in the past two years, obviously unstable, some absent-minded, so I decided that you have to leave..."

He did not tell the white-haired old man that he had observed it with the eye.

After entering the middle-level sacred scene, Ye Chu’s eyes have evolved again. I could only see some people’s pasts, and now I can even see a glimmer of future.

He saw the breath of the white-haired old man's eyebrows, and was far away from the poisonous forest, so he guessed that he should leave the poison forest soon.

"It turns out that I can't think of your boy's observation." The white-haired old man was amazed.

He is indeed in recent years, the atmosphere is not stable, you need to leave this poisonous forest, and here is no longer his stage.

Therefore, he went back to Ye Chu to play chess, and he also said goodbye. I can’t think of Ye Chu’s guessing in advance.

"That's good, we are not drunk today..." The white-haired old man laughed.

He also took out two great altar wines. This kind of wine is much more intense than ordinary wine. Even the white-haired old man himself will have a hint of drunk if he drinks too much.

"Okay, but one day may not be drunk, at least three days..."

......

Three nights later, Ye Chu woke up in confusion.

When he opened his eyes again, it was not at the lake, but in his own cave.

The figure of the white-haired old man is gone. He left a piece of jade in front of him. Ye Chu took a shot with his palm and there was a ghost in front of him. It was the white-haired old man left behind.

"Ye Chu, the old man has left, if there is a fate, we will see you again..."

"The old man looks forward to one day, you are standing on the top of this continent, not the emperor to recast the Heavenly Palace, but you Ye Chu, the Heavenly Palace!"

After that, the illusion turned into a shadow.

Ye Chu patted himself and had some heavy heads, muttering to himself: "You really can see me..."

"But recasting the Heavenly Palace is not my ideal. I don't have to go to cast the fairy palace. What about me?"

He sighed, and a green lotus flame was flashed in the eyes of the gods, and the light and shadow in front of him was erased.

In the sky above Dongfu, there is a fireball like a small sun, which is used by Ye Chu to illuminate the entire cave.

Ye Chu took out a small bottle of Xianshui, and poured the fairy water directly into his stomach. He did not save at all. He was the defeated family in the defeated family. He even took Xianshui as ordinary water.

Although this is too wasteful, but Ye Chu down this mouth, the good also increased by a year or so.

In addition, his brain suddenly became sober, and there was no feeling of confusion and cumbersomeness after a little drunkenness. The Holy Body also flashed a burst of blue light.

This is the sacred light of Ye Chu's body. When he stepped into the middle five-pointed sacred scene the year before, he suddenly produced a faint gleam of light, forming his guardian light, and his Qinglian The holy device echoes.

The sacred light of the body is flashing on the surface, which is even more obvious. This is a veritable sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred. Severe in it.

"It seems that he is gone, the big world is coming, this poisonous forest is not suitable for his survival, he must understand his own revenge..."

Ye Chu sighed and muttered to himself.

The person he said, naturally refers to the white-haired old man, while the white-haired old man is not someone else, it is the former eight-winged unicorn.

Only after he became a human figure, the deity is the white-haired old man.

In these years, the Eight-winged Unicorn has been paying attention to himself, chatting with himself, and guiding many of his own practices. It can be said that the two are also teachers and friends.

Although the eight-winged unicorn is extremely powerful, but he does not show the invincible suffocation, but he is a very peaceful old man, but so far, Ye Chu still does not know the other party’s name is what.

The other party did not mention, Ye Chu never asked, this is a tacit understanding.

Now that the Eight-winged One-horned Dragon has gone, Ye Chu is more lonely. In the past two years, Ye Jingyun has come back and asked Ye Chu when he returned to them. Ye Chu still only said that he still needs retreat and it will take some time. .

The beauty of the Chu Palace is now in the Magic City, and has already made a name for itself.

Each of them is extremely powerful, and if it looks like a fairy, it is now the most popular figure in the Magic City.

Everyone has a myriad of identities fabricated by the Magic City Monks. More people believe that they are the fairies left by the ancient celestial world, and now they have revived after a million years.

......

This evening, Ye Chu was retreating, and suddenly there was a strange noise in the world.

Ye Chu immediately went into the world of Qiankun and looked at it. In a Lingshan in the world of Qiankun, a white woman in the glory of the world, sitting on the top of the mountain, watching Ye Chu coming in.

"You, what's wrong with this?" The person sitting on the top of the mountain is the colorful god.

All the beautiful people followed Mi Qingxue and went to the Magic City. They only left the colorful Shenni who was still retreating at the time. Now she has been retreating for more than a few decades. She has never been out of the customs and can’t think of going out today.

The appearance of the colorful Shen Ni is even more outstanding. She was originally beautiful, she added a touch of fairy charm.

Between the eyebrows, it adds a sense of celestiality, which makes people feel like a diaphragm.

It’s just her emotions, it seems to be a little too low, sitting there, it seems to be expressionless, but Ye Chu uses the sky to see it, she is crying there, crying there.

“Is it true that the art of faith has failed?”

There are some concerns in Ye Chu’s heart. After all, when the colorful gods were detected with faith, they began to retreat and have been closed to the present.