Reborn 80,000 Years

Chapter 1441 Leave

"Master Bitter!"

Looking at the ascetic monk who came over, Yang Chen immediately stood up, clasped his hands together towards the ascetic monk, his eyes showed respect.

"Benefactor Yang." The ascetic monk also nodded with a smile, bowed slightly to Yang Chen, and asked politely: "Benefactor Yang, how are you resting? Has your body ever recovered?"

"I'm sorry, Master Ku, my body has almost recovered." Yang Chen smiled slightly, and he spread his right hand as he spoke.

Immediately afterwards, a ray of light suddenly diffused from Yang Chen's right hand, the ray was like creamy fat, and there were dots of crystals shining under it, which looked extremely dazzling.

"Not bad!" Looking at the condensed light on Yang Chen's fingertips, the ascetic monk nodded, his eyes also showed a look of relief, and said: "It is indeed the power of the fairyland, but it is the power mixed with the power of incense. More powerful than the kind of energy you had before!"

"correct……"

Speaking of this, the ascetic monk suddenly paused, and said: "Benefactor Yang, I want to ask, did you go behind Leiyun just now?"

Hearing what the ascetic monk said, Yang Chen was slightly taken aback, but still nodded, without denying: "Yes, I went behind Leiyun."

"Did you see it?" Hearing Yang Chen's answer, the ascetic monk also squinted his eyes, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.

"See what?" Yang Chen smiled, pretending to be ignorant.

"Hehe, Benefactor Yang doesn't have to pretend to be crazy with me. In fact, this old monk has also come here. I know better than you what is behind the thunder cloud, so you don't have to lie to me." The ascetic monk laughed and said.

"Master Ku knows... what is behind this thundercloud?" Hearing this, Yang Chen raised his brows slightly, and his eyes showed surprise. But soon, Yang Chen thought about it, and immediately felt relieved.

After all, the ascetic monk is a person who has experienced many storms, and he has also experienced several plane wars. He thinks he knows better than himself about the so-called miner.

"Benefactor Yang, since you have stepped into the realm of the immortal, some things should be clear. Yes, in fact, the so-called catastrophe is not the wrath of the sky at all, but man-made." The ascetic monk sighed, and his tone suddenly changed. I got serious.

"For the high planes, the middle planes and the low planes are just their captive existence. But all the catastrophes and ascensions are carried out under the control of the high planes. Including the shortly after Face-to-face battles and key competitions are actually a way for the higher planes to select talents." The ascetic monk said slowly, and there was suddenly a little more intolerance in his tone.

This world is like this, the weak are preyed on by the strong, you are not right when you say that there is no such thing as heaven. Because for the weak, the strong is the sky, and when the strong get angry, the weak will bleed like rivers.

How is this not another kind of Tianwei?

"Captive..."

Hearing the words of the ascetic monk, Yang Chen's face changed, and the fists under the robe couldn't help but clenched tightly.

He raised his head and glanced at the endless sky.

A long time ago, he felt that the sky was clear and clear, and it was an unimaginable holy place. But looking at it now, he suddenly felt an unprecedented chill, and the thick clouds were like big hands, covering the people below.

And under these big hands, the people of the world can only walk according to their stories and live in the myths they created.

"Since there are no so-called gods in this world, and since these gods are only mortal bodies, and since... I have just killed these so-called gods, then they are no longer inviolable to me." Yang The corners of Chen's mouth raised slightly, and there was a sudden chill in his eyes.

He didn't believe in heaven or immortals all his life!

He doesn't care about others, but Yang Chen himself is absolutely not allowed to be someone else's pet!

"Master Ku, how long is it until the key competition?" Yang Chen asked suddenly.

"There are still five months." The ascetic monk said slowly, and when he said this, his tone also paused, and said: "Benefactor Yang, people from all planes have already started to leave, including people from this plane. Some casual cultivators have already set off, and there is not much time left for us."

Casual repair?

Hearing this, Yang Chen was slightly taken aback, and became curious: "There are also casual cultivators? They are going to participate in the plane war, shouldn't they join us? After all, I am the plane manager."

"Of course not." Hearing Yang Chen's words, the ascetic monk smiled and said: "As long as there are capable people in the key competition and the plane war, they can participate. However, most of these casual cultivators are not for participating in the plane war, but It's just wandering between the planes, trying to use this battle to make a fortune."

Plane businessman.

Hearing this name, Yang Chen was slightly taken aback, and there was a look of understanding in his eyes.

Isn't the Yanzhu he met before a plane merchant?

"But don't worry about it too much, Master Yang. These plane merchants just want to get rich. As long as you don't take the initiative to provoke them, they will generally not come to provoke you. And... maybe you will still need it at that time." They." Speaking of this, the corner of the ascetic monk's mouth slightly raised, and a meaningful smile suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Yes, I understand."

Yang Chen nodded.

Didn't say much.

While chatting, the two walked to the depths of the road to heaven.

Time, fleeting.

Soon, Yang Chen and the others stayed on the road to heaven for hundreds of years. In these hundreds of years, everyone has made more or less progress. Under the guidance of the ascetic monk and Yang Chen, everyone's cultivation has reached the peak of the emperor's realm, but no one has been able to communicate with the catastrophe, nor has they grasped the opportunity to break through.

It seems that no one will step into the Immortal Realm before the Plane War begins.

...

...

this day.

Everyone gathered on the heavenly road, ready to leave.

At this moment, the outside world is less than a month away from the start of the key competition, and everyone needs to use this time to hand over some things to the outside world.

"Benefactor Yang, I won't send you off next time, please be more careful about everything." The ascetic monk saluted and said kindly.

"good."

Yang Chen nodded, then looked at the three guardians behind the ascetic monk, and said, "Masters, don't you go out with us and explain something?"

"Hehe, no need." Master Cicada shook his head and said, "We are monks and we are all alone. How can we explain anything? For this month, we will wait here for Master Yang, and we will meet again at that time." Let's go to the field."

"good!"

Hearing what the other party said, Yang Chen nodded, but he didn't push too much.

The crowd didn't stay any longer, and left the Tianlu directly.