Huan Chenyan said: "Hehe, you really know how to joke. If that's the case, I will cast a spell now. You sit cross-legged and prepare to step into the illusion!"
"yes!"
Ye Chen's heart trembled, and he sat down cross-legged immediately, silently performed the exercises, and entered the state all over his body. The grand starry sky opened, and he was ready to step into the illusion at any time.
"The world is a big dream, and life is cool in autumn."
"Misty Rain Illusory Dream Art, order!"
Huan Chenyan was fluttering all over her palace attire, her palms were making seals, and wisps of smoke and mist surged from her body, and continued to diffuse towards the surroundings.
In an instant, the surroundings turned into a misty world, countless mountains and rivers, city towers, white jade capitals, waterfalls and the wonders of the sea, manifested in this misty world.
Even, there is an ancient linden tree, full of mysterious ideas.
Ye Chen was concentrating on watching, only feeling that his spirit was falling into this world little by little.
The magic dust and smoke is one of the thirty-three Hongmeng origin techniques, the misty rain illusion dream technique, which can create a dream world and make people intoxicated.
In the dream, the law of time is also changed, ten days outside, but ten thousand years have passed in the dream, it is very strange.
Such primordial origin techniques are naturally not easy to practice. Looking outside the field, only Huan Chenyan can master them.
Even her former disciple, Emperor Feiyao, only practiced Misty Rain and Fog, but failed to practice this Misty Rain Illusory Dream Art.
The endless mist and rain gradually covered the sky and the sun, and became extremely dense.
Huan Chenyan's face was also completely pale and out of breath, obviously exerting a lot of energy.
In order to let Ye Chen enter the country, a lot of her blood and cultivation were consumed.
Ye Chen was secretly grateful in his heart, and also relaxed, ready to enter the illusion to practice.
"You enter the illusion, if you see my former husband Mie Wuji, at the right time, give him this letter!"
Suddenly, Huan Chenyan shot out a letter and handed it to Ye Chen.
"oh?"
Ye Chen was startled, took the envelope, and before he could speak, his whole body was already dizzy, being sucked into the endless smoke.
Ye Chen let out a muffled snort, and hurriedly exploded into the starry sky, guarding his mind firmly, while holding the envelope tightly in his hand.
Huan Chenyan actually wanted to contact Mie Wuji. This move surprised Ye Chen. It seems that the husband and wife have not forgotten each other in their hearts.
I don't know how long it took, the fog in front of Ye Chen gradually dissipated, and he found himself in a deep valley.
In this secluded valley, there is a small hut, the layout of the hut is very familiar to Ye Chen.
This thatched hut is actually exactly the same as the place where Mie Wuji lived in seclusion!
Obviously, this is the place where Mie Wuji lived when he was young.
After years of vicissitudes, the ancient emperors have all ascended, and Mie Wuji lives in seclusion in the mountains and forests. The layout of the residence is exactly the same as before, which obviously means nostalgia.
"Ma'am, you are still injured, don't come out."
"It's good to bask in the sun, but if I stay in the house all day, I'm going to get sick from boredom."
At this time, Ye Chen heard two familiar voices.
I saw two figures coming out of the hut, one was a young and unruly man, dressed in black, with a strand of hair dyed red, full of arrogance.
The other is a beautiful young woman with a big belly who is actually pregnant.
The woman's face was slightly pale, with cloth bands wrapped around her shoulders, she was obviously injured, she was the phantom dust smoke when she was young.
And that man is obviously Mie Wuji.
"When Senior Mie Wuji was young, his aura was so unrestrained and unrestrained."
Ye Chen was a little surprised, and saw Huan Chenyan's big belly again: "Mrs. Mie is pregnant!" There was a vague sense of foreboding.
"who?"
Suddenly, the young Mie Wuji seemed to have sensed something, and looked in Ye Chen's direction.
Ye Chen put away the envelope without a trace, strode out, cupped his hands towards Mie Wuji and Huan Chenyan, and said: "My next Ye Chen is a casual cultivator who likes to travel around the world. He happened to pass by here and unexpectedly disturbed the two of you. Please forgive me."
Mie Wuji frowned, and said, "Is it just a casual cultivator?"
Huan Chenyan also looked at Ye Chen, and said to Mie Wuji: "Master, he is not hostile, don't kill people again, you promised me that after you are with me, you will correct your evil ways and stop killing people again."
Mie Wuji's expression softened, and he said, "Yes, ma'am."
There was indeed no hostility on Ye Chen's body.
Both Mie Wuji and Huan Chenyan felt the causality of Ye Chen's breath, which was gentle and gentle, with only kindness and no hostility.
For masters of their level, if others are hostile, they can tell at a glance, and they cannot pretend.
"Madam, are you injured?"
Ye Chen glanced at Huan Chenyan and said.
Before Huan Chenyan could speak, Mie Wuji said, "Yes, my wife was injured by my enemy. The injury is not serious, and the cause and effect of the killing is huge. It is estimated that it will take a hundred years to fully recover, alas."
Huan Chenyan said: "A hundred years is a hundred years. I am willing to be with you for as many years as I want."
Mie Wuji coughed and said, "Ma'am, there are still outsiders here."
Ye Chen looked at the two couples, who looked so close together, and smiled in his heart, and said: "Senior, oh no, brother, if you don't mind, I can treat your wife."
Mie Wuji said: "Do you know how to heal wounds?"
Ye Chen smiled and said, "Know a thing or two."
While speaking, Ye Chen directly released the Bagua Tiandan technique, and strands of warm Taoist spiritual energy poured into Huan Chenyan's body like flowing water.
In an instant, Huan Chenyan's pale face regained its color and was full of energy.
"Sir, I'm healed!"
Huan Chenyan yelled in surprise, and immediately took off the bandage that bound the wound, stretched his waist, and flexed his muscles and bones. His movements were very flexible, but he didn't look injured at all.
"What!"
Mie Wuji was shocked, he couldn't believe the scene in front of him.
"My wife was injured by the sword spirit of Yan Ji, and the killing by the Supreme Heavenly Sword can be cured by your Excellency?"
Mie Wuji was shocked, and looked at Ye Chen in shock.
"Did you get injured by the Yanji Sword Spirit?"
Ye Chen's eyes froze, and it seemed that the grievances between Mie Wuji and Yanji Sword Spirit started tens of thousands of years ago.
"My brother, I am very grateful! You have cured my wife. If you want any reward, just ask. My name is Mie Wuji, and my wife is Huan Chenyan. Although we are not big people, we still have some savings."
Mie Wuji was very excited and just wanted to repay Ye Chen.
Ye Chen smiled and said: "It's nothing to do with a little effort, if you don't dislike it, I want to bother you for a meal."
Mie Wuji was taken aback for a moment, then laughed loudly and said, "No problem! The place is simple, please don't be offended, brother."
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