Dusk Returns to the Ruined Building

The power of the Ji family is shrouded in mystery, the hearts of the Ji family members are shrouded in mystery, and Shen Yichen's body is also shrouded in mystery!

Shen Yichen returned to the Emperor Tree.

The version of himself, shimmering with a dark yellow light, sat cross-legged under the Emperor Tree.

Shen Yichen looked at the thousands of mountains and rivers beneath his feet and sighed softly:

"Why has my Heaven and Earth Unity Holy Emperor Technique changed? Its power has increased, but it feels so unnatural. Why do I feel a sense of rejection when I'm using this technique myself? Is it you who is rejecting it?"

"I am you, and any changes or feelings you have are entirely your own decisions!"

Shen Yichen quietly looked at his own indifferent self!

"To put it another way, any feelings or changes I have are also determined by you, right?"

"You're wrong. You cultivate the various paths of the world, while I cultivate the path of the Holy Emperor. You are not me!"

Shen Yichen was taken aback upon hearing this. Why did this sentence feel so familiar?

Shen Yichen recalled the sword energy cage in Jianying City and exclaimed in surprise:

"You, you are one of the six lines? That's not right, no six lines have been in their positions recently!"

Shen Yichen was confused.

"Your heart is still wavering, please leave!"

Are you the person I remember?

Shen Yichen, standing beneath the Emperor Tree, struck out with a palm strike.

"Why is your Holy Emperor Technique so powerful?"

Shen Yichen was blasted out of that space by a single palm strike!

Shen Yichen slowly opened his eyes. The sun was high in the sky, and white clouds drifted lazily by.

"You're awake!"

Shen Yichen turned his head. The old man in the blood-red robe was sitting not far from him. He must have just woken up and hadn't even had time to change his clothes. Most importantly, his blood-red robe was torn and his hat was gone.

Shen Yichen finally saw the true face of the old man in the blood-red robe, and he looked on in disbelief!

He had a sparse beard, all of which was white. He had a kind face, long eyebrows that drooped to the sides of his face, and a blood-red pattern in the center of his forehead. He looked like a kind and amiable old man. If his beard and eyebrows weren't white, he would look more like an uncle!

In Shen Yichen's mind, the old man in the blood-red robe should have a ferocious and sinister look, so this contrast is really quite big.

"Didn't expect me to look like this?"

"To be honest, I really didn't expect this!"

Shen Yichen tried to get up, but couldn't move at all. He turned his head to the other side, and his expression changed drastically!

"Qingxue!"

Shen Yichen saw Mu Qingxue lying on the ground, the Lonely Yin Blood Ring on her back shimmering with a faint blood-red light.

"She's fine, just lost too much blood and is unconscious!"

Shen Yichen breathed a sigh of relief and then turned his head to look at the old man in the blood-red robe.

"Senior, where are we?"

"It's in the mountains south of Luowu Ancient City, but I don't know exactly where. I just woke up too. Alright, I'm going to practice my internal energy now. You should lie down and rest. If you're really bored, you can sleep a little longer. Your body won't be able to move for a while!"

Shen Yichen was slightly taken aback.

"Senior, what do you mean?"

The old man in the blood-red robe did not respond; he was indeed using his internal energy to heal his injuries.

Shen Yichen was not afraid. Since the old man in the blood-red robe had saved him, he would not harm him again. Moreover, their bloodline powers were very similar.

Shen Yichen examined his body and realized where the problem lay.

The meridians throughout the body were not damaged, but the blood vessels were injured; it seemed as if all the blood vessels in the body had been shattered.

When the power of his bloodline erupted, Shen Yichen knew this would be the result, but he didn't expect it to be so serious!

Now that his body is completely immobile, only his head can move. Inside his head is his sea of ​​consciousness, and his blood vessels are undamaged.

Shen Yichen called Mu Qingxue for a long time, but Mu Qingxue did not respond at all.

Shen Yichen really went to sleep again. He wanted to go and take another look under the Emperor Tree.

This time, Shen Yichen returned to the Emperor Tree, but this time it was the Emperor Tree on Star Gazing Mountain.

A little boy and a little monkey are digging a hole under the Emperor Tree; to be precise, they're digging a hole to bury someone!

"Little Ling'er, the dead should be laid to rest. My mother and father must be dead, they haven't come looking for me for so long!"

Little Ling'er was digging a hole with stones, while the little boy was using a ruler. The hole they dug together wasn't very big because they were going to bury two little grass people, or rather, little leaf people, who were little figures woven from Emperor Tree leaves!

After the man and the monkey placed the little leaf-shaped figure into the pit, they didn't bury it. The little boy looked at the ruler in his hand and muttered to himself:

"Little Ling'er, if I put this in my mother's grave, will my mother's spirit be able to find Guanxing Mountain through this ruler?"

Little Ling'er nodded, but in reality, it didn't understand anything!

The little boy put the ruler in his mother's grave, right next to the little man.

The little boy didn't let the monkey bury them; he buried both holes himself. The two graves were too small; two leaves from the Emperor Tree tree were enough to cover them.

The little boy knelt down in front of the grave and kowtowed three times, shedding only two tears.

After that, the little boy got up, took Xiao Ling'er's hand, and left.

"Little Ling'er, do you think my mother's spirit can find the Star Gazing Mountain through that ruler?"

Little Ling'er nodded again.

"I really hope my mother comes to find me soon. Without anyone to urge me on in my cultivation, my progress in the Saint Emperor's Technique is so slow! My mother said she made me cultivate the Saint Emperor's Technique when I was eight years old, but now it's probably too late!"

Little Ling'er pulled the little boy towards the shore of Weiming Lake, where the two played in the water for half a day.

That night, perhaps the little boy was too tired from playing, because he fell off the bed while sleeping. He must have gotten used to it, because he didn't cry.

The little boy kept rubbing his eyes, then opened them again, trying to climb back onto the bed. Suddenly, he noticed a small square hole under the bed and murmured:

"When did this hole appear?"

The little boy didn't take it seriously and went back to bed to continue sleeping.

The next day, around noon, the little boy remembered the hole and ran back to Lingchen Residence with Xiaoling'er.

The boy and the monkey began to examine the small hole under the bed, throwing dirt, pebbles, sticks, and all sorts of things into it. The little boy even peed in it.

The boy and the monkey were having a great time. When they started to tire, the little boy suddenly remembered something and exclaimed:

"Little Ling'er, this seems to be where that ruler used to be kept!"

The hole under the bed is exactly the same as the ruler, and it seems that it can fit perfectly.

The man and the monkey ran to the Emperor Tree, intending to retrieve the ruler.

The little boy didn't dig in the end. He sat under the emperor tree and murmured to himself:

"Little Ling'er, stop playing now. That's the only clue I have for my mother's spirit. If I dig it out, my mother won't be able to find me anymore!"

Xiao Ling'er nodded.

"Chen'er, it's time to cultivate!"

Upon hearing this, the little boy's expression changed drastically, and he grabbed Xiao Ling'er and ran away.

"Little Ling'er, run! That stinky Taoist priest is torturing me again!"

Two beams of light trapped the running boy and Xiao Ling'er, pulling them all the way to the pavilion.

"No slacking off, get back to training!"

After the old Taoist priest finished speaking, he threw the little boy onto the top of the pavilion. A cage appeared around the pavilion, trapping the little boy inside.

"Master, no, Master, no..."

The little boy screamed frantically, but the cage continued to rise into the sky.

"don't want…"

Shen Yichen suddenly opened his eyes, his head covered in cold sweat.

"Yichen, did you have another nightmare?"

Mu Qingxue was lying next to Shen Yichen, but the two of them were no longer in their original positions; they seemed to be in a cave.

Shen Yichen was a little confused. He looked at Mu Qingxue and asked softly:

Are you feeling better?

"I... I can do it. Can you...?"

Shen Yichen's heart ached! He shook his head and sighed inwardly:

"Are all women in such a hurry once they fall in love?"

Shen Yichen closed his eyes, recalling the dream.

Shen Yichen had actually buried the Ice Jade Ruler under the Emperor Tree. There was something under the Xuan Yu Platform in Lingchen Residence, and the Ice Jade Ruler should be the key to unlock the bottom of the Xuan Yu Platform. This was Shen Yichen's guess!

But Shen Yichen couldn't guess where he would cultivate. Why was he afraid of cultivation?

I feel so lost!

"Yichen, you, you... how about I take the initiative?"

Shen Yichen's heart seemed to break again!