Huanchen Yan said: "Haha, you are really good at joking. Since that's the case, I'm casting a spell now. You sit cross-legged and prepare to step into the illusion!"

"yes!"

Ye Chen's heart was trembling, and he immediately sat down cross-legged, silently pursuing his martial arts, and his whole body entered a state. The Hongmeng starry sky opened, ready to step into the illusion at any time.

"The world is a big dream, and life is cold for several autumns."

"Misty Rain Dream Art, Imperial!"

Huanchenyan floated all over the palace clothes, and his palms were pinching and sealing. Widths of smoke and mist gushed up from her body and kept spreading out toward the surroundings.

In an instant, the surroundings became a world of misty rain, with countless mountains, rivers, towers, white jade capital, and the wonders of waterfalls and seas manifested in this world of misty rain.

There is even an ancient Bodhi tree full of mysterious inspirations.

Ye Chen was obsessed with watching, feeling his spirit, and he fell into this world little by little.

Huanchen Yan's move is one of the 33 Days Hongmeng Source Techniques, the Smoky Rain Dream Technique, which can create a dream world and make people intoxicated.

In the dream, the law of time has also been changed. Ten days outside, but in the dream, ten thousand years have passed, which is very wonderful.

This kind of Hongmeng Source Technique is naturally not easy to practice. Looking outside the domain, only Huanchen Yan can master it.

Even her former disciple, Emperor Feiyao, had only practiced the mist and rain covering the sky and fog, and was unable to practice this mist and rain dream technique.

The endless mist and rain gradually covered the sky and the sun, and it was extremely rich.

Huanchenyan's face was completely pale and panting, which was obviously very labor-intensive.

In order to allow Ye Chen to enter the country, her essence, blood and cultivation were consumed in large quantities.

Ye Chen was secretly grateful in his heart, and he also relaxed and prepared to enter the illusion to practice.

"If you enter the illusion, if you see my former husband Mie Wuji, you will hand him this letter at the right time!"

Suddenly, Huanchen Yan shot out a letter and handed it to Ye Chen.

"oh?"

Ye Chen was shocked and took the envelope. Before he could speak, he was already dizzy and was dragged into the endless smoke.

Ye Chen groaned, and quickly burst out from the Hongmeng starry sky, firmly protecting his mind, and holding the envelope in his hand.

Huanchenyan actually wanted to contact Mie Wuji. This action surprised Ye Chen. It seemed that the couple had not forgotten each other in their hearts.

I don’t know how long it took, but the fog in front of Ye Chen’s eyes gradually dissipated, and he found himself in a valley.

In this valley, there is a small thatched cottage. The layout of the thatched cottage makes Ye Chen very familiar with it.

This thatched cottage is exactly the same as the place where Mie Wuji lived in seclusion!

Obviously, this is where Mie Wuji lived when he was young.

After years of vicissitudes, the capital of Henggu Holy Emperor ascended, Mie Wuji lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests. His residence was exactly the same as before, and it was obviously nostalgic.

"Madam, your injury has not healed yet, don't come out."

"It's good to bask in the sun. If I'm stuck in the house all day, I'm almost sick."

At this time, Ye Chen heard two familiar voices.

I saw two figures coming out of the thatched cottage. One was a young and rebellious man, wearing black clothes, and a strand of hair dyed red, full of domineeringness.

The other is a beautiful young woman with a big belly and is actually pregnant.

The woman's face was slightly pale, and she was wearing a cloth strap on her shoulder. She was obviously injured. She was the smoky smoke of her youth.

And that man was obviously Mie Wuji.

"When Senior Mie Wuji was young, his aura was so unrestrained."

Ye Chen was quite surprised and saw Huanchenyan's big belly again: "Mrs. Mie is actually pregnant!" There was a vague premonition.

"Who?"

Suddenly, the young Mie Wuji seemed to have noticed something and his eyes were shot in Ye Chen's direction.

Ye Chen put away the envelope without any trace, walked out strode, bowed to Mie Wuji and Huanchenyan, and said, "Ye Chen is a casual cultivator. He likes to travel around the world and just pass by here. Unexpectedly, he disturbs you two, please forgive me."

Mie Wuji frowned and said, "Are you just a casual cultivator?"

Huanchenyan also looked at Ye Chen and said to Mie Wuji: "My husband, he has no hostility. Don't kill people again. You promised me that after being with me, you will turn back to the right and stop killing people."

Mie Wuji's face slowed down and said, "Yes, madam."

Ye Chen was indeed not hostile.

Mie Wuji and Huanchen Yan both felt that Ye Chen's aura was calm and gentle, with only kindness and no hostility.

Experts of their level, if others are hostile, they can see at a glance that they cannot be disguised.

"Mrs. Are you injured?"

Ye Chen glanced at Huanchenyan and said.

Before Huanchenyan could speak, Mie Wuji, who was beside him, said: "Yes, my wife was injured by my enemy. She was seriously injured, and the killing was extremely effective. It would probably take a hundred years to completely recover, alas."

Huanchen Yan said: "A hundred years will take a hundred years. I will be with you for many years."

Mie Wuji coughed and said, "Madam, there are still outsiders here."

Ye Chen looked at the couple like this, and smiled in his heart, saying, "Senior, oh, no, this brother, if you don't mind, I can treat your wife."

Mie Wuji said: "You know how to heal the wound?"

Ye Chen smiled and said, "I understand a little bit."

While speaking, Ye Chen directly released the Bagua Heavenly Alchemy Technique, and a wisp of warm Taoist spiritual energy, like flowing water, poured into the body of the illusion dust smoke.

In an instant, Huanchenyan's pale face regained his blood and his spirits were full of energy.

"My husband, I'm healed!"

Huan Chenyan shouted in surprise, and directly untie the cloth band that bandaged the wound, stretched his waist, and flexed his muscles and bones. His movements were very flexible, but he did not look at all injured.

"What!"

Mie Wuji was shocked and could not believe the scene in front of him.

"My wife was injured by the Yanji Sword Spirit. Can you cure the killing of the Supreme Heavenly Sword?"

Mie Wuji was shocked and looked at Ye Chen incredibly shocked.

"Are you injured by the Yanji Sword Spirit?"

Ye Chen's eyes narrowed, and it seemed that the grudge between Mie Wuji and Yan Ji Sword Spirit had begun tens of thousands of years ago.

"This brother, I am so grateful! You cured my wife and you want any rewards. Even if you speak, my name is Mie Wuji and my wife is Huanchenyan. Although we are not big names, we still have some savings."

Mie Wuji was very excited and just wanted to repay Ye Chen.

Ye Chen smiled and said, "It's so hard to raise your hands. If you don't dislike me, I want to bother you with a meal."
Chapter completed!