C37 (2/2)

Chen Jie closed his eyes tightly, as if he was an old monk in meditation, and said: ”You don't have to pity me.”

”Ungrateful!”

Wang Xiaolee clenched her teeth, waved her D cup and left in a huff.

This Chen Jie is pretty awesome! Master Ji had already awakened the butterfly, and he was still as stubborn as a duck?

Wang Xiaolee felt speechless, what kind of people were these?

But right now, Chen Jie was frowning.

Previously, he only had suspicions, but now, Chen Jie was sure that something was buried under the Butterfly Garden.

These butterflies were not awakened for a long time because they were affected by the thing underground!

Chen Jie extended his spiritual strength underground. After a period of cultivation, Chen Jie was already able to cover a radius of tens of meters around the spiritual strength.

If it were simply penetrating in one direction, Chen Jie could spread out for two to three hundred meters!

”Hmm? It's this cold energy again? ”

The feedback from the energy underground was very cold, but Chen Jie was already able to adapt to it.

Previously, when he was in a taxi, he met the chauffeur Wang Meng. His wife possessed this kind of cold attributed energy.

At that time, Chen Jie had still used the purple lightning in his body, using the extremely positive attribute to resist the cold energy.

Now, such a thing had appeared underground in the Butterfly Garden, how could it not arouse Chen Jie's suspicions?

”Could it be that spiritual energy has different attributes as well?” Chen Jie thought to himself. The strange treasure, which was gifted to him by the Xu Family, could release fire-attribute energy with the support of the spiritual strength.

And now, it was proven that there was another type of cold type energy.

Just as Chen Jie was deep in thought, Ji Yunchen had already arrived at the top of the cliff.

A bright yellow gourd appeared in his hand. An eight trigram diagram was carved onto it, and it seemed to be an object from ancient times.

Bang.

Ji Yunchen took the gourd out of the bottle. At the same time, he slowly chanted an incantation, as his footsteps seemed to be measuring the ground.

This kind of footwork was solemn, grand, and simple. It was as if what one stepped on wasn't the ground, but a massive altar!

Many people were stunned as they didn't know what he was going to do. However, a few of the veterans present revealed expressions of shock.

”This... ”This is the ancient Wooden Steps!” An old Chinese doctor wearing glasses as thick as the bottom of a bottle shouted.

”Yu steps?” ”What is this?” Some people were puzzled.

Ye Lingyun's eyes were also a little strange, he looked at Ji Daolin who had not made his move and asked: ”Master Ji, what are these Wooden Steps?”

Ji Daolin laughed, as if he was talking to himself: ”This Second Junior Brother of mine has improved quite a bit. Ten years ago, he obtained an incomplete book about the ancient Yu Bu Fang's secretary.

Then, a faint light circulated in his eyes as he said, ”Yu Bu, also known as the Treading on the Seven Stars, Astral Golden Dispersal. ”In ancient times, the ancient witch of divination used to use a footwork in sacrifices, but now the most primitive footwork has been lost.”

The crowd silently watched. As time passed, the expressions on their faces became more and more shocked!

”Flying essence, the spirit of the earth, the truth of the cloud man, the good fortune of the three, the union of the nine energies …”

Ji Yunchen's expression was solemn, as if he was completely immersed in a strange rhythm.

As he muttered to himself, his footsteps became more and more profound. At the end of the day, the surrounding people were also immersed in his words, and their eyes were filled with shock!

In the entire Butterfly Garden, the feeling of the butterfly within the cocoon once again resounded.

One after another, proud and lonely butterflies crawled out of the cocoons and stretched their bodies.

The people who were immersed in the rhythm of the footsteps also woke up!

”Open!”

All of a sudden, Ji Yunchen yelled out, put his fingers together and stomped his right foot on the ground!

In the entire Butterfly Garden, whether it was the butterflies, or the flowers that bloomed halfway, all of them received some sort of stimulation, and were quickly released!