But Ye Chen didn't care what he was crying and screaming, he had already rushed all the way to the Champs Elysees hot spring.

In fact, according to Ye Chen's plan, let Hong Changqing be a teacher in the Champs-Elysees Hot Spring, and help him perfect his martial arts mentality, or simply give him a new one, let him teach the He family well, As well as those young warriors with potential in Wanlongdian, as long as he does well, he will definitely not treat her badly, and will help him break through the dark realm and become a master of the dark realm in a short time.

But he didn't expect that the old man would have so many small calculations, not to mention whether he didn't want to reveal whether the teacher's mentality was sincerely out of principle, just his attitude as a slave with two surnames is completely unworthy of his own reuse .

Therefore, in Ye Chen's view, to deal with him, he must be completely subdued first, otherwise, those little things in his heart must always be there, and sooner or later it will become an unstable factor.

It is easy for Ye Chen to seal his four meridians with spiritual energy. It is really troublesome to unblock the meridians, but it is too simple to block them.

It's like digging a 10-kilometer tunnel. To make it open to traffic, not only the amount of work is huge, but also the amount of manpower and material resources invested is astronomical.

However, if you want to make a ten-kilometer tunnel that has been opened to traffic unavailable to traffic, you only need to get a truckload of earthwork to pile up at the entrance of the cave, and everything will be solved.

Moreover, the most interesting thing is that Ye Chen blocked his meridians with spiritual energy. Although there was only a very small amount of spiritual energy, there was no such thing as spiritual energy in Hong Changqing's body. For him, spiritual energy was a blow to reduce dimensionality, and he had nothing to do response.

Ye Chen fooled him just now, saying that he could still break through in thirty to fifty years, but in fact, he was just making fun of him. If he really asked him to go back to retreat and practice, he would not be able to break through even one meridian in a hundred years.

It can be said that Ye Chen's little aura has been completely locked up, Hong Changqing's future in martial arts.

This is not as simple as returning to 30 years ago overnight, it is directly locking him to 30 years ago.

At this time, Hong Changqing didn't know what Ye Chen's meridians were sealed off, what it meant, he only knew that he absolutely couldn't just leave in such a desperate way.

At a certain moment, he thought about calling Ye Chen's grandmother and asking her to come and judge for her.

But in the new year, he suddenly felt that he absolutely couldn't make such an impulsive move.

Because Ye Chen had already confessed to himself before that he was not allowed to reveal his identity to her grandmother. If he committed a crime knowingly, once he really annoyed Ye Chen, not to mention the four meridians being sealed, everyone might be killed by him.

The dejected Hong Changqing, after much deliberation, still felt that he had to find a way to get Ye Chen's forgiveness, and only in this way could he regain his original cultivation.

So, recalling that Ye Chen said just now that he wanted to take himself to the Champs Elysees Hot Spring, he immediately stood up and stopped a taxi by the side of the road.

It was the first time for the taxi driver to see such an old man dressed as a Taoist priest, and Hong Changqing was indeed a bit of a fairy. When he saw him get in the car, he asked very respectfully: "Master, where are you going?" ah?"

Hong Changqing said, "I'm going to Champs Elysees Hot Spring."

"Go to the hot spring?" The taxi driver was a little puzzled, wondering why an old man would go to a hot spring hotel.

Before Hong Changqing could speak, he thought of something, and said casually: "By the way, the Champs Elysees Hot Spring Hotel is closed, and it is said that it will be upgraded and opened. , I wasted no time, if you want to take a hot spring, let me introduce you to a different place."

Hong Changqing shook his head and said, "I'm not going to soak in the hot spring, I've got something to do with someone."

"Oh, no wonder!" The taxi driver said with a smile: "I said that a Taoist priest like you, at first glance, looks like a master who only wants to ask questions, and it is impossible for him to have time to soak in some hot springs."

As he said that, he asked again: "Master Taoist, I don't know which Taoist temple you usually practice in? My mother is a very religious Taoist, and she usually goes to Tianhou Temple to burn incense."

Hong Changqing nodded, and said, "I'm not in Jinling, I'm from the United States, and my Taoist temple is also in the United States."

"America?" The taxi driver said with a face full of surprise: "Master Taoist, isn't this Taoism from China? Why is there still a Taoist temple in the United States?"

Hong Changqing gave him a white look, and asked, "Is there no church in Huaxia?"

"Yes..." The driver chuckled and said, "I understand when you say that, then you should have come to the United States to preach from China a few years ago, right?"

Hong Changqing looked embarrassed, and said with a sneer: "I have been busy practicing cultivation all my life, and I have never preached or preached."

The driver gave him a thumbs up and praised: "When I saw you, I felt that I was destined to be with you. You look like a serious Taoist priest, and you are definitely not those liars who fool people!"

Hong Changqing ignored him, but looked out of the window in a daze, recalling the hardships and hardships he had painstakingly cultivated in the United States for so many years, and then thinking of how old he was, he traveled all the way to China to find opportunities, but who would have thought that such happiness It took only two days for what happened, and now I have regressed into a four-star martial artist...

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved Hong Changqing felt, tears flowed down his face.

When the driver saw him, he quickly asked him: "Master Taoist, why are you still crying? Who bullied you?" JrNovels.com