The sound of milky milk finally came, and the space fell into silence.
No matter how Ye Chen asked, it would no longer respond.
A breeze blew by, and Ye Chen opened his eyes and found that all his depleted spiritual power had returned, even more concentrated than before.
Ye Chen was extremely happy, but then he fell into trouble again.
Spiritual veins are similar to dragon veins. For this land, they are where the luck lies. Shatter it?
I really don’t know how to say this to those beings.
Of course, with his strength, he doesn't need to communicate with those beings.
If He is God, who dares to deny it?
However, regarding the matter of China's spiritual veins, including luck, the ancient martial arts world has always been guarding and responsible for the spiritual veins, so naturally he has to communicate with those beings.
The Dark Palace and the Dragon Soul do not represent everything.
All in all, this matter is related to the survival of the entire earth and is definitely not a child's play!
…
Qinglong Mountains.
A figure emerged from the void behind Tianmozi and said softly: "Brother, the spiritual veins of the Qinglong Mountains of China have been strangled by the power of our rules. They are at the end of their strength. Within a few days, they will surely collapse. Even if it was a few days ago, Ye Chen's tactics were nothing more than a delaying tactic.
"That thing is about to be born!" Di Mozi's eyes were filled with unconcealable enthusiasm.
"Three days later, wait for Yuan Mozi's information before making plans. The power of this thing has only been recorded in ancient books. If we can get the corresponding information, it will be easier to deal with it."
Tianmozi said calmly.
…
the next morning.
A ray of morning light shone on the silent earth, and a few birds chirped across the sky.
Lu Lingfeng opened the door of the Rolls-Royce, and an indifferent figure slowly stepped out of the car.
Ye Chen looked at the pavilion and courtyard not far away, lost in thought.
As time goes by, this place looks so solemn and simple, without gold or silver decoration, but it makes people feel respected.
Lu Lingfeng's figure stood still on one side: "Palace Master, I can't enter the road ahead, wait here!"
Ye Chen smiled, waved to Lu Lingfeng, and followed a man in a Chinese tunic suit deeper into the courtyard.
"Mr. Ye, please wait a moment, people will be here soon!"
The man in Chinese tunic suit took Ye Chen into the reception room, made a cup of ordinary white tea, and left after a few instructions.
…
"Old Sun, what do you think of Mr. Ye?"
"A few years ago he was hailed as the Chinese God of War, and then he completely disappeared without any information or trace. Now that he is back, what does it mean?"
In an unknown room, a grey-haired old man with a dignified appearance but gentle speech spoke.
"Hahaha, you are joking. I had heard about this guy before he went to Kunlunxu. He is a typical thorn in the side. He has also made a lot of contributions to the Chinese ancient martial arts world. I just didn't know that he came back this time. What kind of medicine are you selling!"
An old man with gray beard and hair, dressed in Tang suit, spoke slowly.
"Well, I heard that there was a lot of trouble just after I came back. The change of spiritual energy is probably related to him. The matter of the spiritual veins of the Qinglong Mountains..." The gray-haired old man continued, "It's the 21st century. The things left by our ancestors cannot be trusted, but times are changing. If we stick to the old rules, won’t we become the ones being eliminated?”
"I still think this guy is unreliable..." The old man in Tang suit snorted.
The gray-haired old man's eyes narrowed and he said: "There have been many changes in the ancient martial arts world, so I won't talk about this matter anymore. How is your precious granddaughter's illness?"
"Recently, I heard that Mr. Ye has something to do with the Chinese entertainment industry. That Zhang Ruoyan is really stupid, but your Linglong is more obedient. All so-called celebrities should learn from your Linglong."
The old man in Tang suit sighed and shook his head: "Linglong's illness is a bit troublesome, and even the so-called miracle doctors in the ancient martial arts world can't treat it well."
The gray-haired old man narrowed his eyes and said, "Let me tell you, if you want to save your granddaughter, you must rely on this boy. Before he left, this boy was the strongest medical god in China!"
Then, the old man in Tang suit looked at the young man drinking tea and waiting in the picture, and fell into deep thought.
"Let's go and meet this former Chinese God of War."
…
At the same time, in a coffee shop.
A girl wearing tight jeans and a pure white T-shirt was holding a laptop with excited eyes.
The girl has an extremely hot figure, and the pure white T-shirt cannot cover her proud peaks at all.
This person is the mysterious existence of the Chinese Hacker Alliance - M.
The real identity is Han Qianmin from Huaxia University of Science and Technology.
Next to Han Qianmin sat a woman wearing a peaked cap. Her feminine temperament was beautiful and noble. She held a coffee cup with her white fingers and tasted it gently.
Although the peaked cap covered most of her face, it could not hide her beauty at all.
If the paparazzi were here, they would be extremely excited!
Because she is the most dazzling existence in the Chinese entertainment industry today - Sun Linglong!
If Zhang Ruoyan is the top, then Sun Linglong is the top among the top!
Seeing Han Qianmin's excitement, Sun Linglong put down her coffee and asked curiously: "Why did Xiaomin suddenly come to me today? What happened? Don't tell me, it's the legendary Mr. Ye again!"
Han Qianmin nodded fiercely, Guazi's face was full of excitement, then turned the laptop screen and said: "Do you still remember that big guy that happened in the entertainment industry a few days ago? It was Zhang Ruoyan."
