God-level Selection System

Chapter 1210

"See you crazy?"

Ye Chen said in surprise: "So it was you!"

"The donor has heard of me?"

Seeing the monk Chi was also astonished, he lived in seclusion here, and his reputation had never been obvious.

"I've heard it a long time ago."

Ye Chen nodded and admitted that he didn't intend to hide it at all.

After accepting the reincarnation plot, he had known this person for a long time, and in the plot information he received, there were not many people with names.

Among the Buddhism, besides Lu Zhu, is the monk who sees idiots in front of him.

At the end of the plot, the drizzle was not so much instigated by Lu Zhu as it was instigated by the monk.

What Lu Zhu did was just touch the drizzle with emotions, and what really inflamed the drizzle and let go of the past was just an obsessive remark.

Although Lu Zhu is known as the number one master of Buddhism.

But in Ye Chen's view, Monk Jianzhi was worse than that.

The reason why the drizzle buried Rama's body in the Yunhe Temple was also entrusted by Lu Zhu.

Rama's body set off a **** storm on the rivers and lakes. Once the news is leaked, it will definitely attract masters from all walks of life. If there is not a strong person with super strength, Rama's body will definitely not be able to protect it.

Logically, Lu Zhu should put Rama's body in the Shaolin Temple.

After all, he grew up there, and Shaolin Temple has many masters, which is definitely a good place, but Luzhu chose Yunhe Temple.

Originally, Ye Chen still didn't understand.

Until now, he finally understood why Lu Zhu would let Drizzle give Rama's body to Monk Jianchi.

Because Jianzhi monk is the best master.

If there is a monk who is ignorant, let's not say that the average Jianghu master, even if the king of the wheel comes in person, he will never want to take Rama's body.

But it's a pity that Lu Zhu hadn't thought of something that Lu Zhu encountered when he encountered his anomaly.

"Why did the donor steal Rama's body?"

The monk Jian Chi sighed slightly: "With the donor's martial arts, even if you get Rama's internal power, it is just icing on the cake. The old monk believes that the donor must have another purpose for stealing Rama's body."

"Buddhist people are really self-righteous."

Ye Chen said calmly: "I will borrow this half of Rama's body for a while, and after a while, I will return you a complete Rama's body."

Without intending to entangle with him more, Ye Chen turned around and left.

"Amitabha."

Watching Ye Chen go away, seeing Monk Chi proclaimed a Buddha's horn, he sighed: "Such a master, set foot in the martial arts, it seems that there will be another **** storm on the rivers and lakes!"

In the darkness, Ye Chen returned home with half of Rama's body.

Although only half of them, he took good fortune and heavenly power as the foundation, and without much effort, he derives the complete Ramana inner power.

"Sure enough, amazing and extraordinary!"

Although limited to the low martial arts world, it can be regarded as a peerless martial arts.

Ye Chen took it back to the photo, and in his mind, there were a lot of memories that vaguely appeared.

Compared to Ye Chen, who had already reached the top of this world's force, but was still working hard to cultivate.

Under the pseudonym Zeng Jing, Drizzle, enjoys the small days now, carefree.

Like ordinary people, daily chanting about the trivial and trivial things of the parents, this kind of life is very easy.

Gradually, she seemed to understand what Lu Zhu meant by "to be able to cut through all the laws, to cut through all the sufferings in the world, to escape from the sea of ​​suffering, and to reach the other shore".

I'm afraid it's just to let myself live such a peaceful life, this is the other side.

The only problem is that Cai Po, who does her own way every day to find someone for her, and also collects money from the man.

This is nothing.

The key is that the people she finds are extremely rare and weird.

This made Lu Zhu only in her heart, and Zeng Jing, who had never thought of getting married, was very distressed.

But Cai Po's starting point is good after all, and there is no big evil. Even if Zeng Jing feels a little troublesome, she can't draw her sword against her.

Zeng Jing shook her head slightly, and then chuckled lightly. There is pain and happiness. This is the life of ordinary people.

"boom!"

At this moment, a thunder blasted from the sky, and a strong wind blew up.

The weather in Jiangnan is changeable, not to mention that in this rainy season, it is normal to have a shower of rain from time to time.

"It's thundering, it's raining, hurry home and pick up your clothes!"

"It's a big gust of wind, hurry up and avoid..."

Passers-by ran up hurriedly.

Zeng Jing had never lived in Jiangnan, and had never done business. She didn't know much about the weather in Jiangnan, and when she saw the wind, she hurriedly packed up, and a roll of cloth fell out of the stall in the rush.

"Your cloth is all off, I'll help you."

At this moment, a young man rushed over.

Zeng Jing recognized that it was one of her neighbors, whose name was Jiang Asheng.

At this time, Jiang Asheng had helped her pick up the cloth, and was now helping her to cover the stall with the thatch cloth.

Just then, a cool breeze hit, and the rain stopped.

The rain came quickly and went quickly, back and forth, but only half a cup of tea.

"Thanks a lot."

Zeng Jing politely thanked her with a slight smile on her face.

"You are welcome."

After Jiang Asheng finished speaking, he nodded and left directly.

This was the first time the two met.

On the opposite side, at the window on the second floor of Zuixian Building, Ye Chen watched all this silently.

he knows……

The fate of the two has been opened, and he has no intention of interfering, and he is also watching the changes.

Time passed unconsciously, and half a year passed in a blink of an eye.

As the saying goes, love will be born for a long time.

With the constant exchanges, the relationship between Zeng Jing and Jiang Asheng is getting better and better, and they have even reached the point of discussing marriage.

Not only did Ye Chen not interfere with the damage, but deliberately covered up the storm for them, in exchange for more time to practice, until the good fortune of heaven reached the first level of Consummation.

"This world is small for me after all."

Feeling that his cultivation was no longer able to diligently, Ye Chen finally decided to start the storm with his own hands.

It was night, Ye Chen walked over the moon, the whole person turned into a looming shadow, and he came to the small courtyard rented by Jiang Asheng, standing outside the window, everything in the house was closed by him.

At this moment, Jiang Asheng was wearing a night gown with blood stains on his body. It seemed that he had just returned. Ye Chen couldn't help but smile.

Zhang Renfeng went to Nanjing under the pseudonym Jiang Asheng, just to kill Blackstone to avenge his father. During this period, he was constantly assassinating Blackstone's masters. Seeing this appearance, he must have just returned from the assassination.

"Since you want revenge so much, it's okay to help you because of my friendship with the Southern Heaven Sword Sect."

Thinking of this, Ye Chen snapped his fingers.

But seeing a piece of paper, like a sharp arrow, shot straight at Jiang Asheng.

"who?"

Suddenly when he was attacked, Jiang Asheng's face changed slightly, and he responded with a cold drink in his mouth.

Seeing him raise his hand, Heshi grabbed the "hidden weapon" that flew toward him, showing the best of the world's top masters.

But what he didn't expect was that as soon as the concealed weapon that flew over reached two feet in front of him, it turned into a light and fluttering paper and slowly fell down.

He subconsciously reached out to catch the paper, but saw three big characters written on it:

"Zhang Renfeng!"

Suddenly, Jiang Asheng's expression changed drastically. He firmly grasped the long sword in his hand and scanned all the suspicious signs around him.

pity……

Inside and outside the house, there was nothing unusual.

Who the **** is it?

Jiang Asheng lived in seclusion here in order to eradicate Black Stone. He didn't expect his identity to be exposed, and his face became gloomy and uncertain.

However, at this moment, another piece of paper flew through the air and landed in front of him.

Jiang Asheng's face changed drastically again, and there was even a faint fear in his heart.

He is also a world-class master at any rate, but the other party can deliver a piece of paper that is as light as nothing to him silently.

It is conceivable that the opponent's martial arts and methods are incredible.

but……

He can conclude that the other party should have no malice towards him.

Otherwise, I'm afraid that the shot will not be a note but a deadly weapon.

He stretched out his hand to pick up the note and opened it to read, only to see that it said: "Do you want revenge? Send you a message: Chen Ji Oil Shop is a Blackstone stronghold."

Jiang A squeezed the note alive, his eyes flickered, and he wondered if the news was credible?

Who is the secret person, and why do you want to send him this news?

"Regardless of whether it is true or not, go and check it out first. If Chen Ji Oil Shop is really Blackstone's stronghold, then kill them all."

Driven by hatred, Jiang Asheng immediately wore night clothes and left with his sword.

Upon seeing this, Ye Chen couldn't help but laugh secretly: "Although the owner of Chen Ji Oil Shop is a master, it is extremely difficult to survive the Avenger Shangjiang Asheng!"

"Once Fat Oil Chen dies, the King of Runners will definitely notify the Black Stone Assassin to enter Beijing!"

"At that time, I can take the opportunity to annihilate it in one fell swoop..."

…………

There are many ways to solve many things in the arena.

Killing is undoubtedly the simplest and rude one.

But in the face of death, how many people can be fearless?

It is precisely because of this that Blackstone, a killer organization, can overwhelm the world, and even secretly determine the appointment of officials in the world.

Undoubtedly, Blackstone is terrible.

But what is more terrifying is a person's heart of revenge!

When the fire of hatred is ignited, it will burst out terrifying power beyond imagination.

Even Blackstone was shaken by it.

Fat Youchen, the owner of Chen Ji Oil Shop, is dead!

This was not a big deal, but for Blackstone, it was by no means a trivial matter.

Because……

Although Feiyouchen's martial arts are not top-notch, he is a person in charge of property in the Blackstone organization, which is very important.

His death means that someone has found Blackstone!

"One sword kills, good skill!"

The King of Wheels looked at Fat Youchen's body, his eyes were full of coldness.

For many years, no one has ever dared to kill the people of Blackstone so well!

no doubt……

This is a provocation to Blackstone, and it is also a provocation to him!

"Master, the account books are gone."

The Blackrock Assassin who was in charge of finding clues hurriedly reported back and forth.

"Huh? It was expected."

Runner Wang said in a deep voice: "Start thousands of miles of fireworks and invite the world's Black Stone to enter Beijing!"

Thousand-mile fireworks are the most important communication props in Blackstone.

Once the fireworks are lit, no matter where they are, the killers in the Blackstone organization must rush to help, otherwise they will be treated as apostasy.

It was night, when the moon was in the sky, a dazzling firework protruded, upright for nine days, in the dark night, bursting out the most dazzling light.

It's for celebration.

This night, Zhang Renfeng, whose alias is Jiang Asheng, finally entered the marriage hall with Drizzle under the alias Zeng Jing.

Ye Chen also attended the dinner as a guest.

Under the overpass, in the tea shed on the street, a few people like coachmen and pawns are drinking and bragging. It seems that this can relieve the fatigue of a day.

One of the young people is very good, very good at tricks, and his hands are not dexterous. The flowers in the rivers and lakes, such as the clear water and ice, are very exciting.

"Ugh."

The old man sitting alone glanced at the corner of his eye, saw the arrogance on the young man's face, shook his head and sighed.

This ordinary-looking old man with a flower robe and a folded hat and a bag on his back looked a little funny, let alone speak, and only looked at the sake in his bowl by himself.

Some coachmen in the neighborhood immediately laughed and laughed: "Even the old man, don't sigh, you also have a trick to show everyone."

"Yeah, change one."

The rest began to booze.

The young man who conjured up laughed disdainfully: "Cai theatricalist, you old man must be dreaming of the legendary goddess again."

Everyone suddenly burst into laughter, and even the old man with a folded hat looked as usual, did not speak, and suddenly looked at the fireworks in the bowl of sake, but his expression suddenly changed.

He immediately stood up and saw the brilliance blooming in the sky at this moment.

"Do you want to see Shenxian Cable?"

On weekdays, the lonely old man suddenly seemed to have changed himself. He lifted the package he carried with him, and a long rope was visible in the package.

There was an inexplicable smile at the corner of his mouth. Everyone originally had the intention to refute him, but when his mouth was half open, they couldn't speak.

Everyone felt that even the old man was very different from usual, and couldn't help but look at each other.

"rise!"

The color opera master shook his hands with the rope. This long rope was like a giant python standing up and vomiting a letter. He circled his body and slowly moved upward.

Everyone was surprised to see that this ordinary long rope had risen more than twenty feet high.

Lian Sheng saw the unbelievable appearance of everyone, the corners of his mouth sneered, but the hands that had been kept between his sleeves suddenly stuck out and patted suddenly.

This young man who conjured his eyes didn't even want to blink his eyes, and he didn't know how the old man in front of him had extremely deep magic skills, and he had to have decades of immersion.

At this time, I was afraid of missing this wonderful trick in the legend.

"Scatter!"

When the old man Liansheng turned his hands and turned his wrists, a cloud of white smoke escaped from his sleeves.

The white smoke covered his skinny body that was old and flexible like an ape. He walked along the ropes, his feet were off the ground, and his momentum flew like a big bird, going straight up for nine days in a short while.

There was only a strange laughter from the old Jie Jie drifting in the wind.

"Want to go to the gods, young man, are you capable enough?"

The young man who conjured his face flushed suddenly, but young people couldn't bear it at all.

Especially when he is under the eyes of many people, how can he be willing to give up?

He spit out, flexed his hands, yelled, "Why don't you dare to see me on your goddess cable!"

After speaking, he used his hands and feet together, his posture was awkward, and he gritted his teeth and climbed up the long rope.

At the time of extreme hardship, the long rope was uncharacteristically and suddenly contracted upwards, as if someone was pulling the young man up.