Unlimited Amount of Urban Gods

Ye Chen was also a little shocked, what age is this, and there are still people living in the primitive forest and living the most primitive life.

The three of them walked in this dense jungle for a long time, the sunset on the horizon had long since disappeared, and the roaring sounds of various beasts (aiec) came from the virgin forest, which sounded a little intimidating.

But there was no expression of fear on the faces of the three, and they continued to walk.

They didn't encounter any terrifying beasts, only a few hares were caught by Ye Chen.

"This time a hare ate it tonight."

A satisfied smile appeared on Ye Chen's mouth.

A dilapidated house not far away appeared in the eyes of everyone.

"Brother Ye, thank you for your hard work. My house is in front of you."

At this time, Chen Haotian was very embarrassed and apologetic on his face.

"It's okay, let's go see you first~ Grandpa."

Ye Chen said to Chen Haotian indifferently.

The moment he walked to the gate, Ye Chen smelled a quaint smell in the air.

Although the solemn door is a little worn out, the lifelike patterns on it can still be vaguely seen above.

The stone lions on both sides of the door have a mighty aura, and the wind and frost of the years have not left any traces on them.

There are all kinds of medicinal herbs in the yard. Although there are not many precious ones, the whole yard is full of the aroma of medicinal herbs.

A dilapidated old house appeared in front of Ye Chen's eyes. Although it was dilapidated, he could still see the solemn atmosphere of the past.

Chen Haotian took Ye Chen and the two into the ancient house.

"Grandpa, Xiaotian is back."

Chen Haotian shouted to the ancient house very excitedly.

Ye Chen also followed Chen Haotian in directly.

On the wooden bed~ lay an old man in his seventies. His temples had already turned white. He was dressed in a simple ancient costume, and his body was faintly exuding and majestic.

Although the old man's pale and wrinkled face had no blood at all, his weather-beaten eyes were indeed bright.

Seeing the old man looking at Ye Chen with a wary face, Ye Chen smiled slightly, and was very helpless.

Chen Haotian briefly told his grandfather what happened today, and the old man showed a shocked expression.

Chapter 289 Take You To Roast White Rabbit

"You don't have to be polite, old man. It was your grandson Chen Haotian's filial piety that moved me."

Ye Chen looked at the old man with a slight smile, and said neither humble nor arrogant.

"Xiaotian, go get those wines that I have treasured for a hundred years and serve Brother Ye~."

At this time, Chen Baji was in a good mood. Although the disease had not yet been treated, he might even have forgotten the pain.

"Old gentleman, let's treat your hidden illness first."

Ye Chen admired the old man's open-minded attitude towards life.

At this time, Chen Haotian happily went to cook medicine for Chen Baji.

Ye Chen chatted with Chen Baji.

Chen Baji also told Ye Chen some past events.

According to Chen Baji, this is where the original Baji Sect's sect was located. Few people walked out of this virgin forest and lived a carefree life here. Everyone was studying Bajiquan with all their hearts.

However, the good times didn't last long. Bajimen was beaten by a martial idiot. This man didn't know his name, but his iron hands were as hard as steel, and his iron sand palms were even more terrifying.

None of the ordinary clansmen in the entire Baji Sect could resist the palm of this Wu Chi.

Chen Baji, as the head of Baji Sect, only lasted five minutes in that Wu Chi's hand and was severely injured.

At that time, the disciples of the Bajimen were all prepared to kill that Wu Chi with one palm. Chen Haotian was still in his infancy at the time and escaped the tragic annihilation of the sect.

The seriously injured Chen Baji barely survived, so he took Chen Haotian to live with each other.

After hearing Chen Baji's statement, Ye Chen couldn't help but feel a moment of silence for the once brilliant Baji Gate.

The medicinal fragrance from outside drifted into the house, making people feel refreshed and happy.

After a while, Chen Haotian walked in with a large bowl of Chinese medicine and handed it to Chen Baji.

Back then, Bajimen lived a self-sufficient life and had no savings at all, so Chen Baji's internal injury had dragged on for many years.

Chen Baji drank the Chinese medicine, and after a while, the weather-beaten face was no longer so pale, and slowly showed a red ~ moist look.

It was already late at night, and Ye Chen's stomach was growling.

"Ziyan, brother will take you to roast the white rabbit."

Ye Chen's words didn't mean anything else, but Ziyan's purple eyes looked at her big white rabbit and couldn't help but give Ye Chen a blank look.

Getting used to a luxurious life, Ye Chen suddenly realized that he didn't know what to do with this hare.

Ye Chen didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of everyone, so he opened the system mall and searched for the sword technique.