The Heavenly Venerate of the Great Antiquity

hero?Ye Chen smiled, these two words are too heavy, how many people in the world can afford it?Even the emperors and sages who preached the Tao would not dare to call themselves heroes.

"Khan," Ye Chen looked into the distance, a little dazed, "Do you know how much land is needed to be buried in the ground after death?"

"After death?" Genghis Khan raised his brows and drew a circle on the ground with the whip in his hand, "It's just that big."

"That's it." Ye Chen said loudly: "You fought against the unjust divisions of the North and South, and displaced so many people. After you died, you only got so much land. The big sweat asked himself, are you a hero?"

In all his life, Genghis Khan has never heard anyone talk about himself like this.But what Ye Chen said was indeed the truth. Genghis Khan reined in, thinking about many things over the years, and his heart became more and more at a loss.His face was cloudy and uncertain, and suddenly a blood surged up, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Khan, I hope you don't take it to heart if there is any bluntness in Ye's words." Ye Chen stroked Genghis Khan's back, and a gentle mana input protected Genghis Khan's heart.Genghis Khan took a deep breath, and his face gradually recovered.

"In this case, apart from the really reckless people like Guo Jing, only an immortal character like Mr. Ye would dare to tell me that." Genghis Khan looked at Ye Chen with a wry smile on his lips, "Mr. Ye is right, so do I Not really a hero. But I don't know if there are real heroes in this world."

"Yes." Ye Chen nodded, and said resolutely: "Pangu pioneered the world, and Hongjun preached the prehistoric times are true heroes."

"Opening up the world, preaching the prehistoric?"

Genghis Khan had never heard the names of Pangu and Hongjun, so he asked Ye Chen about the general situation of the two.Genghis Khan was silent for a long time, and then walked away with a whip. "Compared with such characters, what am I? A hero? Haha, a joke..."

Three days later, Genghis Khan's physical condition deteriorated abruptly, and after meeting with Tuo Lei Zhuzi and Guo Jing.Genghis Khan urgently asked Ye Chen to enter the golden account. At this moment, the self-proclaimed heroic emperor has been described as withered.He was half lying on the bed, his eyes lit up the moment he saw Ye Chen, and his chapped lips were barely open.

"Mr. Ye, you are here." Genghis Khan said weakly, struggling to get up during the conversation.Ye Chen stepped forward quickly and helped Genghis Khan sit up.

"I don't know what else to say."

Ye Chen whispered that the Genghis Khan in front of him only had one or two days of life.After his death, Mongolia will go on a frantic conquest, which seems to be flourishing for a while.But the Mongolian's superficial system coupled with such a vast territory can only be a dead end, and it will collapse completely before long...

"Mr. Ye..." Genghis Khan took a breath and said slowly, "You must have lived a lot of years." Ye Chen smiled noncommittally and didn't say much.Genghis Khan's eyes lit up, he stared at Ye Chen tightly, suddenly reached out to grab Ye Chen's sleeve, and said solemnly, "What do you want to do?" Ye Chen.

If Ye Chen's purpose was to revitalize the Song Dynasty and destroy Mongolia, then why did he help himself to unify the grasslands?

Now, why bother to deal with the matters above the temple, such a strong man kills thousands of troops and horses is just a matter of turning over.Why is Ye Chen looking for trouble like this?Genghis Khan's breathing became more and more rapid, he looked in front of Ye Chen, and let go of his hand with a long laugh.

"Forget it," Genghis Khan smiled bitterly, "This time, why should I think so much."

"You and I have known each other for more than [-] years, and today Ye will give you a promise."

Ye Chen looked at Genghis Khan with a little pity, "Ye will never destroy Mongolia."

"I hope Mr. Ye can keep his promise." Genghis Khan slowly closed his eyes and muttered 4.7 in his mouth.

He knew that if Ye Chen had malicious intentions against Mongolia, Mongolia would disappear in a few years.

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Chapter [-] Fu Jiang

"People naturally have to keep their promises in life."

After saying that, Ye Chen stood up and walked away.In the middle of the night on the second day, Genghis Khan died in the golden tent.Before his death, there was a smile on the corner of Genghis Khan's mouth, as if he had seen everything before his death.

Ye Chen led Guo Jing and Huang Rong to take a last look at Genghis Khan's body, and then bid farewell to Drag Lei and hurried back south.Along the way, soldiers were constantly fighting, and many skeletons were scattered among the weeds.Seeing this scene, Guo Jing became more and more emotional. There is so much suffering in this world, and I don't know when it will end.Before entering Xiangyang City, Guo Jing stopped suddenly and said to Ye Chen:

"Uncle Ye, the sweat passed away with a smile. Could it have something to do with what you said before he died?"

"Uncle Ye, what did you say that day?" Huang Rong came over curiously.

"It's nothing more than telling Temujin that I will never destroy Mongolia after his death." Ye Chen said lightly.

Guo Jing's face changed slightly, Ye Chen made such a promise, doesn't that mean that Ye Chen will not participate in the next battle of Song and Mongolia?

Seeing Guo Jing's appearance, Ye Chen couldn't help but smile and said, "I just said that Mongolia would not be destroyed, but I didn't say that they would not be driven back to the north."

Looking far to the north, with the death of Genghis Khan, the Mongolian dragon spirit, which was originally imposing at night, has declined.However, under the management of Genghis Khan's third son, Okuotai, the battle has been stabilized, and it will take a long time to recover.

"The decline of Mongolia is not enough." Ye Chen narrowed his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "The luck that escaped when Genghis Khan died was once, and Meng Ge died tragically when Mongolia was at its peak. It's the second time."

After explaining a few words to Guo Jing and Huang Rong, Ye Chen left Xiangyang City.Somewhere on a high mountain, he opened his hand and looked at the five-color spring water swirling around his fingertips, thoughtfully.With the help of the Qi that escaped when Genghis Khan died, Ye Chen has erased the imprint of this part of the world's source fragments, and it will be completely refined in a short time.

Of course, this so-called "it won't take long" is for people in cultivation like Ye Chen.According to Ye Chen's deduction, it would take at least three years to subdue this piece of debris.With Ye Chen's support, Jia Sidao has become a minister that Lizong relies heavily on.In the past three years, many things have to be handed over to this historical traitor.

Fortunately, the Zhenfusi and other forces have been established, and Jia Sidao can't afford to flip the waves, so he can only follow Ye Chen's steps honestly.

"And let you go away for a few more years."

Ye Chen put his hands behind his back, stared at the vast clouds, lowered his head and muttered.

Above the nine days, a golden light trembled violently, exuding a strong killing intent.

Two invisible forces collided together, and the mountain peaks somewhere in the southwest inadvertently vanished into nothingness.

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Lin'an City, somewhere in the palace, outside the palace.

It is obviously a long abandoned palace, but at this moment, dozens of imperial guards are waiting nervously here.The temples of these imperial guards were bulging high, and they were obviously first-class masters.In the distance, a vigil eunuch banged the gong faintly, and several guards of the Imperial Guard yawned, but they were still staring at everything with piercing eyes.

Several night eunuchs passed the courtyard wall, secretly looking at the closed gate of the palace, lowered their heads and whispered.

"You said that the national teacher has not moved for so many years, and his old man does not eat or drink, could it be..."

A teenage eunuch whispered, his eyes erratic with a bit of fear.

"Shut up!" The old eunuch of the foreman hurriedly scolded. Seeing the guards pay attention, he quickly lowered his voice and said: "The national teacher is a person among the gods. There was a time when the siege of Xiangyang City was also supported by his old man, and it is normal for such people to not eat or drink for a few years, even for ten thousand years of hermitage."