Chapter 12 The Ancestral Pavilion

Bypassing the huge building complex, Ye Chen entered a courtyard according to the route in his memory, the breeze was gentle, the trees beside the stone road were trimmed extremely neatly, the road extended in all directions, neat and generous, the cornices of Qionglou, rockery ponds, lush grasslands, abounded, but at this time Ye Chen had no time to appreciate.

As the first important place of the Ye family, the library pavilion must be protected, hundreds of meters ahead, Ye Chen felt several familiar breaths, that breath was caused by the Ye family's wind magic trick, and he was secretly shocked in his heart, there were at least dozens of martial artists of the seventh layer of the first martial arts around, and the figure jumped, and the figure slowly fell in front of an attic.

Ye Chen looked up at the huge attic in front of him, on the plaque of the huge attic, there were two quite ancient fonts of "Ancestral Pavilion", the plaque was slightly yellow, and the ravines on the plaque showed the vicissitudes of the years, but the sword intent revealed on the word Ancestral Pavilion made Ye Chen's heart tremble.

According to the memory of that unlucky guy, the name of the Library Pavilion should be Yejia Pavilion, I don't know when the name was changed, and there were not so many guards around, Ye Chen couldn't help but show a trace of doubt on his face.

Squinting his eyes slightly, his gaze swept around the attic, and in the remote place of the pavilion, Ye Chen felt the few breaths just now slowly disappear.

The strict guards slowly wandered around the ancestral pavilion, and the moment Ye Chen stepped into the ancestral pavilion, a thunderous sound exploded in Ye Chen's ears: "Who are you, don't you know that no one can approach the ancestral pavilion without the permission of the patriarch!"

The roar shook Ye Chen's eardrums, and he was dazzled, a trace of horror flashed in his dark eyes, and his gaze fell on the front of the ancestral pavilion, where a figure slowly emerged, the old man in purple robes, there was no expression on his yellow old face, and his cloudy eyes flashed a trace of light from time to time.

The voice of the fire qilin slowly drifted in Ye Chen's mind: "Boy, this old man's strength is very strong, don't mess with him, otherwise I won't be able to protect you!"

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, Ye Chen smiled bitterly, as if he was a troublemaker, the person who could make the fire qilin jealous must be a strong person in the qi martial realm, Ye Chen would not be so arrogant to provoke, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he bowed to the old man and said: "Boy Ye Chen has seen his predecessors, this library is not accessible to ordinary children, why do you need the consent of the patriarch?" At this moment, Ye Chen behaved like a junior who knew how to read and reason, which caused the fire qilin in the ring to be despised for a while.

"Ye Chen?" The old man frowned slightly, his gaze slowly swept over Ye Chen's body, and then he sighed lightly and said slowly: "You are Ye Wen's second son!"

When the old man's gaze swept over, Ye Chen felt as uncomfortable as being pressed by a mountain, but the old man's words made Ye Chen stunned, and then smiled bitterly, now the Ye family is afraid that in addition to the old man in front of him, he will say so, usually those children of the Ye family call themselves the illegitimate son of the head of the family, nodded slightly, and said, "The kid is the illegitimate son of the Ye family master!"

"This is the Ancestral Pavilion, the Library Pavilion you said is hundreds of meters ahead!" The old man's eyes raised slightly, and his withered yellow right hand slowly stretched out from his sleeve, pointing to an attic hundreds of meters ahead, several teenagers hurriedly entered and exited from the attic, and there was a plaque hanging above the attic, and three big characters of dragon flying and phoenix dancing appeared on the front: Ye Jia Pavilion.

Looking at the old man's line of sight, even though Ye Chen's face was quite thick-skinned, he couldn't help flashing a trace of crimson, he actually recognized the wrong way for the first time.

The fire qilin was also speechless for a while, and then a playful laughter floated in Ye Chen's mind: "Laughing to death, Lao Tzu, you kid is still a road idiot!"

Rubbing his forehead, Ye Chen directly ignored the fire qilin's laughter, bowed to the old man and said, "The junior was offended just now!"

The old man didn't mean to blame Ye Chen, his eyes slowly fell on Ye Chen, and after a long time, he slowly moved away, a trace of complexity appeared in his cloudy eyes, and he said lightly: "If you want to enter the Ancestral Pavilion, maybe I will agree to your request today!"

"Ancestral Pavilion!" Ye Chen looked at the top floor slowly, his eyes slowly looked towards the top floor, at this moment Ye Chen was shocked to feel that there was a strong aura exuding from the top floor, even if that breath was slightly raised, there was no impression at all in the memory of the unlucky man, and the number of times Ye Chen came to the martial arts hall in the past few years was only a handful, and he had no memory of this so-called ancestral pavilion at all, and who was the old man who suddenly appeared in front of him, his pupils shrank, he slowly withdrew a step, and bowed down and said: "I don't know if the seniors can tell the boy the origin of the ancestral pavilion!"

The old man smiled without saying a word, his eyes slowly moved to the top floor of the ancestral pavilion, his hands were behind his back, and his white hair was fluttering in the wind!

He also felt palpitations, but for some reason that breath made him feel a sense of déjà vu, he was silent for a few moments, and said slowly: "It's dangerous to enter the Ancestral Pavilion!"

"Danger and opportunity usually coexist, if you want to awaken the Qinglong bloodline, maybe entering the Ancestral Pavilion is your only life!" The old man's words were still calm, not affected by Ye Chen's reaction in the slightest, and his eyes never looked at Ye Chen again.

"Boy, you must go in, because there is something you need in there!" The voice of the fire qilin gradually sounded in Ye Chen's mind.

The Fire Qilin kept roaring in Ye Chen's mind, and at that moment, it felt a very familiar aura on the Ancestral Pavilion.

Although he was just an ordinary killer in his previous life, Ye Chen also knew the truth of the coexistence of crisis and opportunity, but Ye Chen, who had been reborn, understood the preciousness of life even more, and after being silent for a few moments, he suddenly raised his head, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said firmly: "I choose to go in!"

Hearing this, the old man also showed a smile on his face, his eyes fell on Ye Chen again, and he said lightly: "Compared with you three years ago, you are more restrained!

With a bitter smile, when he crossed over, he became the first person of the younger generation with his innate advantages, and too much flattery and praise also made Ye Chen gradually proud, but three years of training also made him know how to be restrained, and gently stretched his wrist, Ye Chen let out a long breath and said, "Maybe!"

Nodding slightly, the old man slowly poked out a pair of dry palms from his sleeve robe, and then slowly moved his handprints with one finger and one mark, and with the knotting of the handprints, Ye Chen could clearly feel an extremely majestic and invisible fluctuation gushing out of his palm like a wave, and immediately submerged into the attic.

"You can go in!" The old man's indifferent voice slowly sounded in Ye Chen's ears, Ye Chen nodded slightly, and took a step forward, but at this moment, a delicate voice came: "Ye Chen, you can't enter the Ancestral Pavilion!

A crisp voice came, followed by a gust of fragrant wind, and Ye Muwan's figure slowly appeared behind Ye Chen.

"Why?" Ye Chen frowned slightly, and then turned to look at Ye Muwan's pretty face where charm and innocence coexisted, for this sudden appearance of Ye Muwan, Ye Chen was still grateful in his heart, everything she did just now was to relieve herself after all.

"The reason why the Ancestral Pavilion is listed as a forbidden place for families is that the people who enter the Ancestral Pavilion are crazy!" Ye Muwan looked at the towering Ancestral Pavilion, and couldn't help but show a trace of horror in her eyes, this Ancestral Pavilion with an extraordinary appearance didn't know how many Ye family's children had been buried in the future.

Frowning slightly, Ye Chen glanced at the old man strangely, the old man also smiled awkwardly, brushed his beard and said with a smile: "Those people went crazy because they couldn't stand the bloody picture, boy, if you choose not to go in at the moment, it's okay!"

The bloody picture, his brows stretched, Ye Chen smiled at Ye Muwan, then resolutely turned around, and walked towards the attic, ignoring Ye Muwan's exclamations, obviously knowing the danger and moving forward, Ye Muwan was quite shocked, and the old man beside Ye Muwan was also shocked.

A look of worry flashed in his eyes, and he immediately turned to the old man on the side and said, "Elder, I don't know if he can come out safely!"

The old man shook his head slowly and shouted, "If he can withstand those bloody pictures, there must be nothing, if not, then it will."

The old man's words were not finished, how could the smart Ye Muwan not know the meaning of the old man's words, if he couldn't bear it, Ye Chen might go crazy, sighed gloomily, and kept staring at the figure that was fading away, although he was not familiar with Ye Chen, but after all, he was her younger brother.

However, when Ye Muwan was talking to the old man, she didn't notice a smile on the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, how could the bloodshed experienced by the blood sea in the previous life be imagined by the old man and Ye Muwan, the killer is a profession hovering on the verge of death, and Ye Chen's mind is something that the two of them can imagine.