Seeing the scene in the void like an iron-painted silver hook, the first thing that came to mind was Ma Liang, the magical brush in the textbook he learned when he was a child.

In the scene in front of me, only the magical pen in Ma Liang's hand can be so magical, and it can actually become a god and depict the changes in the world.

"Let's go, such a person is no longer within the scope of our understanding. I hope his behavior will not have much impact on my Nine Nether Abyss, otherwise some of my Ye tribe will be busy."

He frowned deeply and looked at the phantom above the sky, which was still drawing constant shadows. Ye Wangchao sighed.

Through the distant void, just a few strokes can condense the things under the brush into a real existence. This strength and cultivation are many times stronger than the so-called so-called stone-to-gold gold.

At least Ye Wangchao has lived at such a big age and has never heard of anyone with this ability, which is already a bit horrible.

"Grandpa, I think this person should be looking for something, to be precise, he might be looking for something in his memory."

At this time, Emperor Ye who had been looking at Tianyu suddenly said something to Ye Wangchao.

“Looking for something in memory?”

"Yes! Grandpa, you look at this person's eyes, full of sadness, as if you throw away something."

Following the Ye Emperor's gaze, Ye Wangchao also glanced at the somewhat blurred face in the void again.

Although I can't see the exact appearance of the phantom's face, the charm was felt very vividly.

There seemed to be a lot of emotions in the other person's eyes, with a sad look on his face, and a bit sad. It was indeed as his grandson said, as if he had lost something precious, but he was using paintings to relieve his sorrow.

"Can it be that the strong man who walked out of our earth missed his homeland?"

At this time, Emperor Ye said another sentence and then looked at his grandfather.

"The strong man walking out of the earth?"

Ye Wangchao was shocked by Ye Huang's bold idea.

"It's not impossible!"

In the traditional sense, the history of human beings on Earth is only tens of thousands of years.

However, as an existence that stepped onto the earth from the Nine Nether Abyss, Ye Wangchao was very clear that there were already traces of practitioners on the earth millions of years ago.

However, due to various reasons, the previous traces of the activities of practitioners were destroyed in the long river of history.

It is not impossible to say that the other party is a strong man from the earth.

"I still don't understand one thing. This person's cultivation is vast and earthly. If you want to find the earth, it should be unrealistic. Why should you use painting to relieve your sorrow?"

Another problem of the Ye Dynasty made Emperor Ye stunned.

The other party's cultivation is tremendous and comparable to that of a powerful person. He can draw a silver hook with iron and write a pen to produce all things.

It is probably not an exaggeration to say that such an existence is one of the strongest people in this heaven and earth.

Such an existence is logically said that if you miss homesickness and directly cross the void, you can reach the earth, but he didn't do this, which makes sense.

If this last point is not explained reasonably, all previous speculations will not be valid.

"this……"

Emperor Ye hesitated for a moment, frowned, and suddenly he thought of something.

"The Origin Star, Nine Nether Abyss, Grandpa, is this the case? The Earth is called the Origin Star in the cultivation world, and the Origin Star Legend is the birthplace of all powerful people, and the curse place. It is completely different from other stars in the universe. Will these powerful people be limited by certain laws of heaven and earth and cannot reach it?"

"Although your assumptions are a bit bold, it is not impossible. If this is true, I think the Origin Star should have more secrets waiting for us to unravel it."

Ye Wangchao frowned.

When the ancestor Tianwu led some of his tribe to escape through the space tunnel, he actually traveled aimlessly in time and space, but eventually fell on the earth.

I'm afraid this is not entirely accidental or coincidence, but something has been set in the dark.

"Forget it, I think too much and my head hurts! The same thing is said, soldiers come to block the water and soil. If this big man just outlines his homesickness and outlines, it would be fine to add some mountains, rivers and rivers to our Nine Nether Abyss. It would be fine to pretend that nothing has happened."

"If there is any intention, we probably won't be able to see it with their strength and cultivation. It's better to leave it to fate."

"He is an immortal. After working hard for dozens and eight years, he thought that his cultivation level was enough, but today he hit me again."

"No, after dealing with the matter above Yuanxing, I will go into seclusion and practice as soon as possible."

As he spoke, Emperor Ye looked depressed, like a cockfight that had been defeated.

"Your son, you don't have to underestimate yourself. Even the most powerful person is still a process of growth. Who is born invincible?"

"Even this strong man, I think he should have put in a thousand times hard work to the point where he has reached this point. Don't be too ambitious, and don't be too arrogant. Look at yourself, keep your feet on the ground, and practice hard is the right way."

"Hehe, don't worry, grandpa, I just said it casually, and it wasn't really hit."

Emperor Ye grinned and then pulled his body towards the Yangtze River, which was completely embedded in the land of the Nine Nether Abyss.

Ye Wangchao didn't know what his grandson was going to do, but he immediately pulled his body and followed.

Along the huge river, the two of them flowed upwards and flew towards Shanhai City.

When he had been traveling for about a few thousand miles, Ye Huang suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?"

"It seems like there is a voice, grandpa, listen carefully!"

"sound?"

Ye Wangchao frowned slightly and then listened.

At first he just heard the sound of the rolling river water, and gradually a faint sound came into his ears.

Suddenly his eyes widened.

"This...is Nian Nujiao Chibi nostalgia?"

Ye Wangchao was completely stunned.

Amid the sound of the waves, he actually heard the poem "Nian Nujiao Chibi" that has been circulating in China for thousands of years.

"The river goes east, the waves wash away, and the eternal heroes..."

The heart-shaking sounds seemed to be heard by my ears, and the sounds, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, and one by one, with endless power, what I heard was that the blood in Ye Wangchao's body boiled.

"It's not Nian Nujiao's reminiscence on the ancient times. Grandpa, you heard it wrong. It's obviously Man Jianghong, but Yue Fei's Man Jianghong!"

On this side, Emperor Ye immediately spoke, but said the name of a poem that was completely different from the Ye Dynasty.
Chapter completed!