Chapter 502 Jade pendant comes out, four generations of modern
Chapter 502 The jade pendant emerges and the four generations appear
Chapter 502 The jade pendant emerges and the four generations appear
"However, the family's property in the imperial capital is still suppressed by other aristocratic families!" After a pause, Ye Wushuang frowned.
"Who are the Situ Family and the Dongfang Family?" Ye Chen said in a deep voice as Jian Mei frowned slightly.
"Except for those aristocratic families in the imperial capital, no other aristocratic family dares to be an enemy of the family!" Saying this, Ye Wushuang showed a rare look of pride on his face.
For the children of their family, if the family is prosperous, they will be prosperous. As the saying goes, one is prosperous and everyone is prosperous.
"Old guy Situ is not determined to give up!" Thinking of his embarrassing scene a few months ago, a chill appeared in Ye Chen's eyes.
"One more thing worth noting is the Huang family in Luoxia City!" Ye Wushuang's eyes moved slightly, and a rare look of solemnity appeared on Ye Wushuang's face.
"Huang family?" Regarding the aristocratic families in Luoxia City, Ye Chen only knew the Luo family and the Liu family, but he didn't have much impression of those smaller aristocratic families.
"The family surnamed Huang was originally just a low-income family, but recently there have been many masters in the family. According to Yuhualou's investigation, these masters all came from the imperial capital!" Waving a feather fan, Ye Wushuang explained the origins of the Huang family.
Hearing this, Ye Chen just nodded slightly and asked: "Find out which family these masters come from? The five major families in the imperial capital, or the royal family?"
"Royal!" Ye Wushuang said accurately. From this, we can see how terrifying Yuhualou's intelligence capabilities are now.
"The most important thing in the emperor's art is the way of balance. This royal family secretly supports the first family in Luoxia City. Their purpose is undoubtedly to involve the family and even take on the role of supervision!" Ye Chen lowered his head slightly and whispered softly.
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"What about the Huang family?" After saying this, Ye Wu couldn't help but feel a little chill in his eyes. After taking power, no fewer than hundreds of people died indirectly from Ye Wu's hands.
"Since the family's industry has not been suppressed, then let it go! It would be good to keep a Huang family to make the royal family feel at ease!" Ye Chen said with a chuckle.
"But some warnings are still necessary. When the time is right, let the Huang family pay some price!" After a pause, Ye Chen's tone changed and he said coldly.
The cold wind blew through their long hair, and Ye Wushuang couldn't help but shiver. At that moment, Ye Wushuang felt as cold as hell.
"Oh my God! How many people has this family master killed?" Even though Ye Chen's hostility was not directed at Ye Wushuang, Ye Wushuang was still moved and choked.
"Is he back?" There was a brief silence between the two of them. After a few breaths, Ye Chen finally spoke up.
"Him?" Ye Wushuang didn't react for a while, but when he caught a glimpse of the complicated look in Ye Chen's eyes, he immediately reacted: "There is no news about the old master!"
Under the stars in the sky, the first ray of dawn emerged from the sky. The dawn broke through the late autumn clouds and fell on Ye Chen and Ye Wushuang.
He took a step forward unhurriedly, and Ye Chen's figure turned into a stream of light and shot towards the ancestral pavilion. His voice still resounded above the library pavilion: "According to convention, family affairs are between you and me."
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Hearing this, Ye Wushuang smiled helplessly, thinking that the owner of the house was addicted to it.
At dawn, a thin layer of frost condensed on the branches beside the stone path.
Autumn is coming, and the ancestral pavilion bathed in the dawn light is still so quiet, as quiet as a sleeping old man.
The figure stopped in mid-air. Looking at this classical ancestral pavilion, Ye Chen's eyes showed a trace of nostalgia. He stepped slightly with his feet and landed slowly on the ground.
As soon as his front feet touched the ground, Ye Chen noticed a figure rushing out of the building next to the ancestral pavilion. It was the old man who guarded the pavilion.
Seeing this, Ye Chen nodded slightly and said, "I've met senior!"
"Back!" Seeing that it was Ye Chen, the old man's face burst into joy. However, when he saw the terrifying aura on Ye Chen's body, he couldn't help but be startled: "Breakthrough, fake soul martial realm?"
When the old man noticed Ye Chen's aura, why was Ye Chen not the same?
Ye Chen looked at the old man with the same astonishment on his face. Immediately, Ye Chen clasped his hands and cupped his hands towards the old man and said, "Congratulations, senior!"
In Ye Chen's induction, the old man also made a breakthrough, and his aura was also at the fake soul martial realm.
"I'm old!" In front of Ye Chen, the old man couldn't help being shocked, and he sighed with emotion: "A new generation replaces the old, I'm old!"
Hearing this, Ye Chen smiled slightly, waved his handprints, and the ancestral pavilion that had been closed for several months opened again. Ye Chen's figure turned into a breeze and jumped into the ancestral pavilion.
Standing on the top floor of the ancestral pavilion, Ye Chen looked at the familiar scene around him and breathed a sigh of relief. It was only here that he dared to practice boldly.
Months of hard training have made Ye Chen's true energy stronger and stronger. However, what makes Ye Chen helpless is that he has not yet reached the opportunity for breakthrough. In this regard, Ye Chen is not in a hurry and continues to maintain a normal heart.
According to the habit of practicing, Ye Chen ran several skills for several weeks before stopping. Then he stood up and danced the sword. A set of martial arts skills ranging from simple to complex emerged in Ye Chen's hands.
Reviewing the past and learning new things, every time he practiced a martial arts, Ye Chen had a different understanding, and his vision also improved little by little.
The most terrifying thing about the state of selflessness is that when he is immersed in something, it is difficult for him to wake up. When Ye Chen stopped dancing with his sword, it was already late at night outside the pavilion.
After reacting from the previous state, Ye Chen still felt like he was in a trance. His soul power spread out, and he felt the stars in the sky outside. He couldn't help but be startled: "It turns out it's already late at night!"
Ye Chen took off the wine bottle from his waist, took a few sips, and moved his eyes to the Qilin Ring.
This time, he and Huo Qilin spent a lot of energy breaking into the sword tower for the third jade pendant.
Compared with the sword intention of the second generation Moon God and the third generation Moon God, according to Huo Qilin's description, the sword intention of the third generation is not a solipsistic conception, but a selfless conception.
Therefore, the sword intention of the third generation is also the sword intention of selflessness.
Taking out the jade pendant from the Qilin Ring, when the jade pendant was just exposed to the air, an extremely crisp sword chant sound came from the jade pendant. This sword chant sound did not ring in Ye Chen's ears, but directly in Ye Chen's ears.
In the morning's mind.
The jade pendant automatically floated from Ye Chen's hand, and finally floated strangely in mid-air.
Suddenly, the ancestral pavilion, which had been silent for who knows how many months, shook again, and its sharp sword energy emerged from the dark wall.
The sword energy was like a tide, and finally gathered on the jade pendant. The originally dim jade pendant immediately burst into bright light, which was extremely dazzling.
In the bright light, a figure emerged. When Ye Chen saw the illusory figure, a look of shock finally appeared on his calm face.
Looking up, the man's long hair like ink was scattered on the white clothes. He only used a white belt to tie the front hair back. His whole body exuded an aura as cold as his sword, and his whole body exuded an icy aura.
, his eyes were like a god looking down at an ant, and he was holding a seven-foot green peak in his hand. This figure was not unfamiliar to Ye Chen, and could even be said to be deeply impressive.
"Fourth Generation!" Ye Chen did not expect to see the Fourth Generation here. At this moment, Ye Chen's figure suddenly shook. Could it be that every piece of jade pendant contains a trace of the Fourth Generation's memory?
In the ancestral pavilion and the sword tomb, Ye Chen had seen the figures of the fourth generation.
As if aware of Ye Chen's presence, the fourth generation's eyes slowly glanced at Ye Chen, and his strong voice sounded in vain: "Gather the moon god, open the sword tomb, thousands of years of chaos, the end of the world!"
The sound gave Ye Chen a sense of vicissitudes of life, but the meaning of the words made Ye Chen puzzled for a while.
Suddenly, Yondaime took a step forward in vain. He pointed his left hand as a sword, and quickly pointed forward a few fingers. A bright purple light lit up on his fingertips, and the air rippled around his index finger.
Circles of purple ripples like water.
At this moment, Ye Chen's mind suddenly shook. In this finger, Ye Chen felt the artistic conception.
That kind of artistic conception is the artistic conception of selflessness, which is the original artistic conception of the fourth generation. At this moment, Ye Chen saw the artistic conception of the fourth generation with his own eyes for the first time.
For a moment, Ye Chen was immersed in the fourth generation's finger, unaware that the fourth generation's figure had once again turned into a point of light and disappeared.
"What you understand is yours, what you don't understand is still yours, whether you understand or not is up to you!" A strong voice floated slowly in the huge ancestral pavilion.