Chapter 7610: at a loss
The Iron Throne snorted coldly, looked at Ye Chen with disdain, and said, "This kid hasn\'t even broken the shackles of martial arts. He wants to reach the top, but that\'s a dream come true!"
Martial Ancestor smiled slightly and said, "The Lord of Reincarnation will be able to cut shackles in the future. I\'m afraid he will surpass me and Hongjun, and he will achieve a hundred shackles that has never been seen in ancient times."
The Iron Throne was full of contempt, and said: "Only by him? I don\'t believe it!"
Ye Chen listened to Iron Throne\'s disdainful voice, but there was no disturbance in his heart.
Because of this kind of mocking words, he heard so much that his ears were almost callused.
But speaking of it, Ye Chen really didn\'t have much confidence in the Hundred Shackles Slash.
After all, it is too difficult to cut off a hundred shackles.
Whether it is Hongjun or Martial Ancestor, they are all just ninety-nine shackles.
The last shackles of the heart have never been broken.
Martial Ancestor said: "The cultivation of the Lord of Reincarnation is indeed not enough now, and there is nothing wrong with you looking down on him."
The Iron Throne said: "If he can really cut through all the shackles, it\'s okay for me to respect him."
When Ye Chen heard this, he took a step forward and said, "Really?"
If he can hold the Iron Throne, he can revive Xiaocao.
The Iron Throne said: "Of course it\'s true, but I\'m afraid you don\'t have the ability."
Ye Chen chuckled and said, "Then we\'ll just wait and see."
Iron Throne snorted, turned his gaze back to Martial Ancestor, and said, "Master Martial Ancestor, are you really unwilling to ascend to the top?"
Martial ancestor said: "I said, my era has passed, and now is the era of reincarnation. Besides, my real body is trapped in the infinite time and space, and I can\'t come back. How can I ascend to the extreme with this ray of remnant soul?"
The Iron Throne said sadly, "Lord Martial Ancestor, you are trapped in Wuwu time and space, is it possible to come back?"
Wu Zu smiled and said: "It was impossible before, but now it is possible, because the Lord of Reincarnation is right in front of us."
Hearing this, Iron Throne was startled, looked at Ye Chen in a daze, and murmured: "Could it be that this kid has a way to save you?"
Martial Ancestor waved his hand and said, "Tie Jun, you should leave first, your aura is too strong, this world cannot accommodate you, don\'t forget your promise."
"If reincarnation cuts the shackles and all ways, you will surrender."
Iron Throne trembled, and gave Ye Chen a complicated look.
It is obviously not easy for Martial Ancestor to value him so much.
"yes…"
The Iron Throne responded and promised, and then his body, the spirit body, and the throne body gradually disappeared into the void and disappeared.
This Wuyuan world has returned to normal again, and all traces of ironization have disappeared.
Wu Anguo and many guards regained their human form, and when they saw that Wu Zu had actually appeared, they were so frightened that they knelt down on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.
Martial Ancestor didn\'t say much, he just waved his hands and said: "You all step back first, I will talk to the Lord of Reincarnation alone."
"yes!"
Wu Tianqi, Wu Anguo and the others bowed their heads and took orders to retreat.
In the square, the wind and snow were blowing, leaving only Ye Chen and Wu Zu.
"Senior Martial Ancestor..."
Ye Chen stood with his hands down.
Martial Ancestor smiled and said: "Perhaps, you should call me Shizun."
Ye Chen\'s heart trembled, he quickly changed his title, and said, "Yes, Master!"
He and Martial Ancestor are inextricably linked, so it is appropriate to call him Master.
"Master, you... your real body, trapped in Wuwu World?"
Ye Chen asked tentatively in surprise.
Martial Ancestor nodded his head and said: "That\'s right, it is said that I have fallen, but in fact I am not dead, but I am trapped in the Wuwu world, and I will never return to reality~www.mtlnovel.com~ Ye Chen said: "Master, You... can\'t you prove that there is nothing? Why are you trapped? "
Back then, Martial Ancestor also had the ability to prove Wuwu, Hongjun also wanted to take him to Wuwu World, but he finally refused.
Martial Ancestor chuckled, a shadow flashed in his eyes, and said: "I didn\'t go to Wuwu World in the end, there are some guys in the world over there, they don\'t want to let me go, they insist on pulling me over..."
"Hey, it\'s useless to talk about the struggle back then. You are not strong enough now, so it is impossible to rescue me."
Ye Chen said: "Yes, the disciple\'s cultivation base is too weak to help the master."
Martial Ancestor waved his hand lightly, and said: "It\'s okay, you are not far from the Hundred Flails Realm, as long as you can cut the Hundred Flails, your future achievements, let alone dominating the real world, even if there is no time and space, nothing can stop you!" Edge."
Ye Chen said: "It\'s so difficult to cut off the shackles. This last shackle of the heart, even you, Master, can\'t cut it off. How can I cut it off?"
The shackles of the heart, Ancestor Hongjun and Ancestor Wu continued to chop.
Ye Chen asked himself, perhaps it would be difficult to cut it off.
Martial Ancestor\'s long hair and beard fluttered in the wind and snow, and he smiled freely: "I reflect on the previous shackles, and I have a new understanding."
"I think, to cut off the shackles of the heart, the key is to let go of obsession."
Ye Chen said: "Let go of your obsession?"
Martial Ancestor said: "Exactly! I have too much obsession, thinking that Hongjun is my shackles, but in fact, this has already entered the magic barrier."
"In this world, no one will be your shackles."
"Your shackles are only you."
"As long as you can let go of your obsession in your own heart, you don\'t need to deliberately attack, and the shackles will break by themselves."
"It\'s just letting go of the four words of obsession. It\'s easy to say, but it\'s hard to do it. You understand it yourself."
Ye Chen was stunned for a moment, feeling at a loss.