Weakest Talent? Have You Ever Heard Of Senju?

Chapter 246 Ignorance, Jianmu

Amazing speech.

Mo Baijunjian's sudden sentence made everyone speechless on the spot and couldn't believe it.

At that moment, it was as if time had stopped.

Everyone stared at Mobai Junjian, in their opinion, Mobai Junjian's words at this moment seemed to be joking.

And Mobai Junjian said with a half-smile.

"What's wrong? Don't believe me?"

"Come on, don't believe it..."

"I was thinking that before the deity wakes up, I can help you barely guard Blue Star..."

"If you don't need it, then forget it."

These words turned around in everyone's mind, should one believe the words of Mobai Junjian?

It's simply a gamble.

You're right, Chen Changsheng doesn't have to die, Blue Star has stepped into the yellow-level universe and has a real powerhouse in the divine realm.

The bet was wrong, Chen Changsheng was going to die, everyone here was going to die, and the entire Blue Star had to die.

Just when everyone was silent, Chen Changsheng spoke up.

"How sure are you?"

Mobai Junjian looked at Chen Changsheng with great interest and said, "Prepare 10,000 long swords for me, 30% chance."

Chen Changsheng frowned slightly, "Is it only 30%? It's too low..."

"I haven't finished speaking yet, so why are you in a hurry. Prepare 100,000 handles, 50% chance."

"Five percent..." Ji Qianmeng muttered to herself.

The probability of 50% is indeed not low.

Thinking of this, he threw his gaze at Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng knew what Ji Qianmeng was thinking, probably that as long as there was a chance, he shouldn't give up.

But Chen Changsheng naturally had his own ideas.

I saw him speak slowly, "50% is still too low..."

"If you can step into the god realm before the 100,000 swords are destroyed...there is a 70% chance!" Mo Bai Junjian narrowed his eyes and said.

"Huh?!" Chen Changsheng was surprised.

"If I was still alive before 'Ignorance' came... there is a 100% chance!"

"Nameless?" All Saints said in surprise.

The first thought that comes to mind is that there is no name, not ignorance.

"Who is Wuming?" Ji Qianmeng asked this serious question.

Mobai Junjian smiled, "It's a sword."

"sword?!"

......

Ye Chen went all the way to the south and encountered a towering ancient tree.

The ancient tree is full of phantoms, but there is a seedling under the phantom.

The emerald green new leaves were supposed to be full of life, but Ye Chen saw a dead aura.

An old man under the tree took out two leaves that exuded golden light from nowhere.

"Young man, where did you come from? Where do you want to go?"

I saw him waving his aged arm while asking about Ye Chen's origin.

The kettle heats up instantly, the teapot lid opens, and leaves float into the teapot.

Hot water brewed in, and the movements of flowing clouds and water were completed in one go.

The aroma of tea immediately floated into Ye Chen's nose.

Ye Chen was about to answer, but was so amazed by the scent of tea that it was difficult to speak.

"Sit down, how about a drink?"

The old man said softly.

Seeing this, Ye Chen nodded slightly.

Carefully walked up to the old man.

Although the old man said to let Ye Chen sit down, he did not arrange a seat for Ye Chen.

But Ye Chen was not in a hurry, he knew that there was no seat under his crotch.

But he still sat up slowly. When he sat down, a light blue branch appeared under his butt, which acted as a seat.

Seeing this scene, the old man also disagreed.

Ye Chen's aura, he felt it clearly.

Not only does it have a strong wood affinity, but it also has a huge vitality, like the fountain of life of the elves.

"Please." The old man brought a cup of tea to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen seemed to be possessed, without speaking, he took the tea and drank it.

In an instant, a cool feeling flashed in Ye Chen's mind.

The whole world seemed to become clearer in his eyes, and the speed of thinking about things was also faster.

Ye Chen understands that this cup of tea has the effect of enhancing mental power.

And extraordinary!

"Senior, this tea..."

"What? Is this God-calling tea worthy of its name?"

The old man had a smile on his face.

"The younger generation doesn't know too much about the tea ceremony, but I just think the taste...slightly bitter, and then I feel a little bit of a refreshing feeling in my mind, and then I feel that the world is much brighter..." Ye Chen said in a tangled manner. : "I waited for good tea, but it was wasted on me..."

"Haha, young man, don't belittle yourself. Anything of value needs to show its value first."

"Drinking this tea today, he is valuable, if he doesn't drink it, it is really worthless."

The old man laughed and hurriedly stopped Ye Chen from continuing.

Ye Chen just came back to his senses. When the old man asked his name just now, he didn't seem to answer.

He quickly stood up and bowed: "Boy Ye Chen, dare to ask senior..."

When Ye Chen saw the old man in front of him, he always felt a sense of intimacy.

It was this kind of intimacy that made him put away his arrogant temperament.

"Ye Chen?"

The old man murmured Ye Chen's name and suddenly said: "A leaf is gone, and the world is spotless."

"Good name."

Ye Chen was stunned, scratching the back of his head awkwardly.

He didn't know why his cheap father, who he had never met, named himself this.