One day later, Ye Chen's figure appeared near the Qinglong Mountains. This mountain range has been suffering from winter snow all year round. Except for some adventurous backpackers, it is almost inaccessible.
Ye Chen walked on the snow, leaving no trace for thousands of miles and going extremely fast.
Soon, his footsteps stopped. He looked at a dilapidated thatched house not far ahead, and there was a crow and a crane dancing together.
It has a different artistic conception.
Even for some unknown reason, Ye Chen's Martial Ancestor Taoist heart solidified a bit because of this.
Is this also related to the change in Chinese spiritual energy?
"Let's disperse."
Ye Chen sighed softly and waved his big hand in the distance. A breeze blew by, and the crow and the old crane dispersed together with the wind.
"All things have animism. It would be good if China's aura develops in a good direction. I'm afraid it will become a tool for people with good intentions."
"Why did Huaxia's Mysterious Monument of Reincarnation come here in the first place? Is this her base camp?"
"It is also said that this place is related to the change of spiritual energy."
Ye Chen has already felt the strong aura of this place, and the source of the change in spiritual energy may be related to this.
"Huh? It's snowing!"
Ye Chen raised his hand, and an octagonal snowflake fell into his hand, and then turned into a drop of blood.
"In this position, blood is spurting out from the opposite side of the spiritual veins. Something happened!"
Ye Chen's face was solemn, and he moved forward without stopping at all!
The snow fell harder and harder, and soon it was up to my feet.
"Could it be that this snow..."
Ye Chen squinted his eyes and looked up at the sky, thinking about something.
Huge snowflakes fell in flakes, and Ye Chen, who was still walking on the mountainside, turned gray in an instant.
A thick layer of white snow is like a huge blanket covering the valley that cannot be seen at the top, shining with a breathtaking silver light!
Covered with light, the sky and earth at the far end were connected in a line, blurring the mountain boundaries.
The wind picked up, and the biting cold wind couldn't help but pick up snowflakes and hit Ye Chen on the face.
Ye Chen did not use spiritual energy to drive away the snow, but lowered his head and walked silently.
"Creak, creak, creak" The sound of fast-moving footprints mixed with the sound of wind makes the world sound.
"Um?"
Stepping into the thick snow, Ye Chen suddenly felt something.
Ye Chen waved his sleeves, and the strong wind blew away a layer of snow and frost, revealing the lower corner of his sleeve. Looking closely, he saw a pale hand firmly locking his ankle.
There was no confusion on Ye Chen's face.
He carefully cleared the snow nearby. Under the snow was the body of a young woman.
Her clothes are ordinary, but she gives people a strange feeling. Her breathtaking pale face is really terrifying!
"The essence and cultivation have been completely sucked away!"
The Qinglong Mountain Range is one of the spiritual places of China. It should be Furui Xiangtian. How come there is a female corpse buried deep in the snow?
After a hard battle, losing to the enemy, and dying here?
Ye Chen looked at everything in front of him without making a sound, but frowned tightly. After a moment, Ye Chen slowly spoke:
"This...fellow Taoist, meeting you is fate. I already know your thoughts. Your Chinese spiritual veins will be fine, so go with peace of mind."
As soon as he finished speaking, the pale hand that tightly grasped Ye Chen's ankle let go.
"It seems that something has happened!"
Ye Chen exuded a strong murderous aura. This was the first time he was angry since he came to earth. Even Wan Zhenghao before, in his eyes, was just trying to please others.
Ye Chen, who carried monstrous murderous intent all the way to the source of the spiritual vein, was like a dragon. A blue light curtain had enveloped the entire mountain top. A fragment of law containing the meaning of destruction was raging at the source, preventing the spiritual vein. The healing power of the dragon head and dragon body of the veins.
"Sure enough, there is this familiar aura again, exactly the same as the one I felt in Guangdong City, but the power is completely different. It seems that it is the work of more than one person. This formation..."
"It has something to do with martial arts outside the territory!" Ye Chen said lightly.
"The purpose of attacking China's spiritual veins and dragon veins is to speed up the spiritual changes!"
Ye Chen looked at the formation that destroyed the spiritual veins in front of him. If he directly wiped out the power of this law of destruction, it would also wipe out China's destiny. If he did not intervene, it would be equivalent to slow death. It is really a situation where it is difficult to get off the tiger. .
"This is..." Ye Chen looked at the traces left by the caster on the ground and examined them carefully.
There was a footprint on the ground. The person who cast the formation must have had unstable spiritual power in his body, which caused the power of the law to leak out. The remaining footprints were contaminated with part of the breath of the law. The heavy snow did not cover it up. Although it was weak, it was It’s not gone yet.
"We haven't gone far yet!" Ye Chen said firmly in his heart.
"Wait a minute, this footprint..." Ye Chen had a feeling of déjà vu, but he couldn't remember it.
Ye Chen recalled every memory of his arrival on earth, the taxi driver, Liu Zihan, Wan Zhenghao...
wrong.
It's him?
Ye Chen's mind flashed back to the ancient martial arts practitioner who had his meridians smashed to pieces with his palm and lost all vitality. The man was wearing old Beijing cloth shoes at the time. It was this footprint that was absolutely unmistakable.
Moreover, this person received a slap from himself, and all body functions were damaged, causing the power of the law to leak out when the person who took the body used the formation.
"It seems that things are far from that simple!" Ye Chen thought about this, then looked back and forgot to take a look at the wanton and violent power of rules at the head of the spiritual dragon.
"In three days, find these guys and eliminate them. The power of the law can solve them. With the blessing of my own laws, the spiritual veins are at their peak and can heal themselves!"
Thinking of this, Ye Chen no longer stopped and headed down the mountain.
"Wan Zhenghao... Let's start with the Wan family first!" There was a chill in Ye Chen's eyes.
"Didi..." At this moment, the phone rang again, but it was an unknown number.
"Hello...hello?" Ye Chen asked habitually.
Only Liu Zihan should know this number, but if Liu Zihan wanted to find her, why would she change her number?
Without thinking any more, Ye Chen answered the phone directly.
"Hello...are you Brother Ye...I am Huang Lingling, I am Liu Zihan's friend. Liu Zihan doesn't know why...she seems...she seems to have been poisoned. The doctors from Guangdong First Hospital couldn't do anything through a joint consultation. She has fallen into a coma. Yeah, I kept shouting your name the last moment I was awake!"
An anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.
When Ye Chen heard this, his heart thumped and he said, "I'll rush back immediately! Tell the doctor to make sure that Liu Zihan is still alive before I arrive!"
After hanging up the phone, Ye Chen no longer cared about other people's eyes, and his body instantly rose into the sky, streaking across the sky over China like a shooting star. The destination: Guangdong City!
He vaguely guessed something.
I'm afraid this matter has something to do with Wanjia!
"Well, Wanjia, I was just looking for you, and I actually sent you to your door. In this case, don't blame me for being cruel!"
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