In the first half of the Tianjiao battlefield, the battle of the holy emperor finally came to an end.
Forces from all sides also temporarily returned home to prepare for the battle of burying Tiandao two months later.
Ye guchen also met a group of friends with the sword Dynasty team and returned to the dynasty together.
After returning to the dynasty, ye guchen also hosted a banquet for a group of friends.
It can be said that without their help this time, it is absolutely difficult for ye guchen to successfully win the inheritance of the holy emperor.
Ye guchen''s character tends to be cold and withdrawn, and he is not good at making friends with others on his own initiative.
But his personality charm makes a group of people willing to take the initiative to make friends with him.
As for the outcome of Ye guchen after Tianjiao battlefield, it is something that needs to be considered in the future.
Jun Xiaoyao and others also believe that ye guchen must be able to turn good luck into evil.
The banquet lasted three days before it ended.
Ye guchen also continued to practice breathing after that.
In a pavilion in the palace of the sword Dynasty, ye guchen sat alone.
He took out a soul drawing lotus.
Translucent soul drawing lotus reflects colorful brilliance.
Vaguely, a vigorous soul force fluctuated and spread out.
"The top holy medicine, soul inducing lotus, is as rare as the ancient tree of enlightenment in my body."
"Can this soul drawing lotus help people condense the soul palace?"
Ye guchen looked at it carefully.
Then he took out a crystal coffin from the yuan ring again.
It is the Yun Ling coffin fostered by Su Qingyu yuan God.
Since Su Qingyu absorbed the soul crystal of the saint last time, he has been in a state of sleep.
"Although the soul inducing lotus is precious, elder Su has great kindness to me. Dugu begged the devil by himself. This soul inducing lotus should also be helpful to the recovery of the original God." ye guchen muttered to himself.
Revenge and gratitude are ye guchen''s principles.
And there are five soul inducing lotus flowers. It''s not a big deal to give Su Qingyu one.
Most importantly, Su Qingyu is the father of Su Jianshi. He hopes that one day, when Su Jianshi is brought back by him, he can reunite with Su Qingyu''s father and daughter.
Thinking of this, ye guchen directly opened the Yun Ling coffin and put a soul inducing lotus into it.
Suddenly, Su Qingyu, the sleeping yuan God, emerged a power to absorb refining.
The pure medicinal power of soul inducing lotus is also gradually refined and absorbed.
Ye guchen put away Yun Ling''s coffin again.
"I hope you can wake up as soon as possible," thought ye guchen.
After that, ye guchen continued to sink into cultivation.
After all, he got the holy level sword technique inherited by the Chiba emperor, the magic formula of ten thousand swords.
It''s not so easy to cultivate Saint level swordsmanship, even with ye guchen''s evil swordsmanship talent.
The whole southern sky ushered in a brief calm.
But everyone knows that this is the calm before the storm.
Two months later, the battle of burying Tiandao began. That was the big event that could really affect the southern region of heaven.
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On the southern horizon, in a lively city.
In a restaurant, an old man with a bad nose and white hair and beard was holding a wine gourd and drinking constantly.
His body exudes a strong smell of wine, which makes a group of people around him avoid it.
"The old man has been drinking here for more than half a year. Really no one cares about him?"
"There''s nothing to manage. Anyway, it doesn''t matter how long they like to drink and die."
The two bartenders whispered.
Just then, a group of men with tiger back and bear waist walked into the restaurant.
"Damn it, it''s the Heisha Gang!"
When the drinkers in the restaurant saw the men in black armor, their faces changed.
The black evil sect is a local snake like sect in this city.
"Waiter, serve the wine!" the man in black armour, who was the leader, waved and said.
"Yes, right away!" the two shop assistants ran to get the wine.
A group of members of the black evil sect took their seats.
However, the old man with rosacea happened to be impartial, sitting in the central seat, and he was full of pungent smell.
"Old man, get out of the way!" the black armored man frowned and said coldly.
The old man with rosacea seems unheard of and continues to drink with wine gourd.
"Hey, bad old man, can''t you die?"
On one side, a thin monkey like man came forward and pushed the old man with rosacea to the ground with one hand.
The old man lay on the ground and continued to drink with a wine gourd.
"This old man is immortal!" the man in black armor, who was led by him, saw a burst of anger in his heart.
He raised his feet, and a breath of the heavenly venerable burst out.
The leader of the black evil sect is a venerable man with strong cultivation.
The leader of the black evil sect stepped on the head of the old man with rosacea.
The others in the restaurant avoided their eyes and showed a look of intolerance.
The old man with rosacea still doesn''t move.
But just then.
An old man with a linen robe and a goat beard appeared in the restaurant like a ghost.
He grabbed the leg of the leader of the Heisha gang with one hand and twisted it suddenly!
Chi Chi!
A bone crack that made the scalp numb sounded, and the leader of the Heisha Gang hissed.
"Dare to move our leader and die!"
A group of disciples of the black evil sect roared around and shot together.
However, the goat bearded old man just stamped with one foot, and a terrible force of the Holy Land broke out.
The leader of the black evil sect, as well as all the members, didn''t even have the chance to struggle and fear. They just burst into blood foam.
The whole restaurant was bloody.
However, the goat bearded old man, wearing a linen robe, was not stained with a drop of blood.
Everyone else in the restaurant was confused and had a double battle.
The famous black evil gang was destroyed?
Even a venerable leader was directly exploded into a mass of flesh and blood.
"That... Power... Difficult... Is it the Holy One?" the rest of the restaurant were trembling.
They have never seen such a big man in their life.
However, what is more shocking is still ahead.
The old man with a bad nose, as if he hadn''t seen the scene in front of him, was still drinking his own wine.
Seeing this, the old goat beard shook his head slightly and sighed, "forging Tianfeng, after drinking wine for more than half a year, it''s almost time to wake up."
If ye guchen were here, he would surely recognize the old man with white hair and beard and drinking all day.
It''s the old drunkard, the master of South forging, forging Tianfeng!
After the Tianhuang plain, even Duan Tianfeng thought that ye guchen had fallen.
Seeing that he had managed to cultivate a disciple, he was unable to save him in the end. Forging Tianfeng blamed himself very much.
What makes him powerless is.
Although he is an eight Star foundry master, his influence now is far from being compared with that in the past.
With his hands abandoned, he can''t recover to the peak.
This also makes forging Tianfeng unable to retaliate against overlord forces such as Xingyu sword Pavilion and tianshenjian sect.
All kinds of powerlessness make forging Tianfeng exhausted and very tired.
So he has been living in this small town. He doesn''t hear anything outside the window. He drinks all day. He is decadent and down and out.
"Elder Yang, what are you doing here?" forging Tianfeng drank the wine.
He didn''t seem to care that elder Yang was a saint.
"Hey, if I don''t come to you again, I''m afraid the whole artifact sect will be in power by Xiao Gongshu and Nangong aristocratic family." Yang Changlao sighed deeply.
"What, Xiao Gongshu!"
A trace of bitter hatred flashed through the drunk and hazy eyes of forging Tianfeng.