The best medical god in the city

Chapter 10182 Negotiations
But no matter what, in Ye Chen's heart, there is no ultimate god in this world.

Because if there is an ultimate god, there won't be so many fights, killings and ugliness in the world.

If you want to control your own destiny, instead of praying on your knees, it is better to practice diligently.

"Brother Ye, the Temple of Heavenly Mother is in front of you. I'll take you to meet the high priest."

Qin Aofeng pointed to the distant sky, where a magnificent temple was suspended.

On the plaque of the temple, there are three big golden characters "Tianmu Temple" printed on it, shining with divine light, it is extremely bright.

Ye Chen nodded, followed Qin Aofeng and flew up towards Tianmu Hall.

The Temple of Heavenly Mother was built by Daozu Qinglian himself. He asked his followers and descendants to believe in Heavenly Mother.

In this way, it is possible for the Heavenly Mother he created to accumulate enough power of faith to climb to the top and become the ultimate god.

Later, there were rumors that the Heavenly Mother really ascended to the other side of the starry sky and became the ultimate god.

Daozu Qinglian was looking forward to it, hoping that his wife, the goddess he personally created, would one day take him to fly to the other side of the starry sky.

But he didn't wait for it in the end, he only waited for Badao Canglei's slash.

On the way to Jiulian Time and Space, Ye Chen heard Qin Aofeng say some legends about the Heavenly Mother.

Although Qinglian Daozu took great pains and repeated orders, he asked his descendants to believe in Tianmu.

However, the descendants of Qin Aofeng didn't follow the legacy of their ancestors very much.

Because the Heavenly Mother Empress back then, after ascension, did not grant the slightest favor, let alone brought Qinglian Taoist Ancestor with her ascension.

This made Qinglian Daozu's descendants quite critical. They didn't respect Tianmu Empress in their hearts. Although they worshiped on the surface, they only respected Qinglian Daozu in their hearts.

When Ye Chen came to Tianmu Hall, he saw this palace complex, where the aura of the heavenly veins gathered at the center, and a tall pagoda was built, and it was listed as "Qinglian Ancient Pagoda". The incense here is only for Qinglian Daozu. For worship, there are the most believers, and the prayers are the most pious.

In front of Qinglian Ancient Pagoda, an old man with crutches, wrinkled face, and skin almost falling off his shoulders was presiding over the incense sacrifice.

The most notable feature of the old man is that he has a long, fluffy gray beard, which almost falls to the ground.

"High Priest, I'm back."

Qin Aofeng stepped forward and bowed to the gray bearded old man.

The gray-bearded old man nodded, his cloudy eyes were as sharp as a blade, and he glanced at Ye Chen, which was in great contrast to the wrinkled and aging appearance.

"This is Young Master Ye Shitian?"

The voice of the gray bearded old man was old, rather weak, the sharpness in his eyes sank in his smile, and his eyes became cloudy again, as if he was really just an old man who would fall down when the wind blows.

"In Xiaye Shitian, I met the old senior."

Ye Chen bowed his hands in salute.

The gray bearded old man smiled and said: "There is no need to be too polite, you gave the incense money, 100 million source jade, hehe, just call me Gray Beard, that's what the Palace Master calls me."

"As for my real name, hehe, I have forgotten it myself. I have lived too long, and the years have worn it out too much."

Ye Chen was silent, still maintaining the etiquette of handcuffing.

Greybeard leaned on his cane and said, "Let's go, go in and have a chat." Turning around, he entered the ancient pagoda of Qinglian.

Ye Chen and Qin Aofeng followed Gray Beard into the tower and went straight up the ancient pagoda until they reached the third floor.

There is no one else here, it is very quiet.

Greybeard took his time, made a cup of tea for Ye Chen, and said, "I heard that you killed the ancestor Yinshaw?"

Ye Chen sat down to drink tea generously, and maintained the etiquette of the guests, saying: "It's not the next person's job to kill the ancestor of the Yin Shaman, it's..."

Greybeard waved his hand and said, "It's all the same, there is no difference, anyway, the Huaishan sword is in your hands now?"

Ye Chen said: "Yes."

The gray beard's cloudy eyes flashed again, like a knife like a sword, he bowed his head and muttered silently.

Qin Aofeng said: "High Priest, there is a Yin tribe named Prince Yinxing, who may be lurking here."

But Gray Beard showed an expression that he knew a long time ago, waved his hands and said: "Aofeng, I already know, you step back first, I have something, I want to talk to Young Master Ye alone."

Qin Aofeng was full of doubts, but he still answered: "Yes." He turned around and retreated.

In the tower, only Ye Chen and Gray Beard were left.

Gray Beard's eyes were still as sharp as a blade, and he said to Ye Chen:
"Young Master Ye, I heard that you came to pay homage to Qinglian Daozu this time, because you want to entrust us to help cast some physical body?"

Ye Chen said: "Exactly! I have an elder whose physical body was destroyed, leaving only a solitary soul, and because of some taboo reasons, it is difficult to resurrect, so I can only recast a physical body to calm her soul."

Gray Beard nodded and said: "You have found the right person. In terms of the means of casting the body, there is no force in the world that can compare with my Jiulian Time and Space. His craftsmanship has been passed down, and no one can surpass it today.”

Ye Chen said happily: "Then please seniors take action!"

Greybeard, however, was like an old fox, squinting his eyes and smiling, and said, "It's okay to ask us to take action. You hand over the Huaishan sword, and you can say anything."

Hearing this, Ye Chen's complexion changed, and he said, "Senior, do you want to have a sword?"

(End of this chapter)