A pit several meters deep has emerged in the courtyard. Under Zhang Ming's push, the jade coffin slowly lay in the pit.
Zhang Ming's eyes were always empty, and the blade in his hand slowly slid down. His hands weakly pushed the wet soil. The jade coffin, which glowed with white light, began to gradually disappear from Zhang Ming's sight under the cover of the soil.
At this moment, Zhang Ming smiled, and his smile was extremely miserable.
The wind comes gently, carrying the call of the past life, wanting to take away the love of a lifetime. The farthest distance in life is not between life and death, but when I look at you tenderly, but you don’t know that I love you in my eyes.
The call, that affectionate gaze turned into a gaze of eternal farewell.
Ye Shaohan remained silent and stood quietly beside him. The jade coffin was completely covered with soil.
There was no tombstone, just a stone slab with a blooming lilac carved on it. Zhang Ming stared blankly at the lilac, silent for a long time.
With a sad sigh, Ye Shaohan took out a few jars of wine from his necklace and threw them to Zhang Ming. Zhang Ming grabbed the wine jar with his right hand, raised his head to the sky and poured it into his mouth.
One jar after another,
There were also wine jars piled up around Zhang Ming. The aroma of the wine was wafting around in the breeze. Zhang Ming gradually became drunk, and a trace of crimson appeared on his face. The cold wind blew, and there was only a continuous stream of wine left in the entire courtyard.
The constant sound of running water.
Ye Shaohan also lifted a wine jar himself. The wine jar turned over and the wine fell to the ground, covering Zhang Zishan's grave.
For Zhang Zishan, Ye Shaohan was always grateful. He also had a complicated feeling that he couldn't explain and made it even more confusing. He sighed sadly, looked up to the sky and poured it into his mouth.
A pungent feeling suddenly rose from his belly. At this moment, Ye Shaohan couldn't help but feel the urge to cry, and once again, he looked up to the sky and drank wine.
"Crack!"
The wine jar fell to the ground, and the wine spilled all over the floor. Zhang Ming got up from the ground, pulled out the sharp sword stuck on the ground, and began to dance with the sword.
The peach petals in the sun look so weak. Zhang Ming is like the elf in the flower. The shadow of the sword is constantly spreading in the petals. At this moment, Zhang Ming's sword is like the fallen leaves in autumn. Every pause seems so weak, but
It's hard to grasp the figure.
Zhang Ming turned the longing for Zhang Zishan in his heart into a sword and slashed it out among the flowers. Guarding him for decades, secretly falling in love for decades, he laughed for a long time: "The vast earth can be destroyed with one sword, leaning against it."
A thousand pots in the clouds cover my loneliness, even if others laugh at me in vain."
With the sword dancing and the sound of drinking, Zhang Ming gradually became drunk, lying on Zhang Zishan's body like mud, whispering intermittently.
Looking at the drunken Zhang Ming, Ye Shaohan sighed sadly, since ancient times, passion is the most hurtful thing, how can such a tragic child be so tragic?
Putting down the wine jar, Ye Shaohan stood up and walked into his room. At this moment, a red light flashed across the surface of the necklace, and the fire unicorn slowly emerged.
"That kid Zhang Ming is very affectionate, no wonder he can enter the emotional realm!" Huo Qilin looked across the window, paused for a few minutes on Zhang Ming, and sighed.
"artistic conception!"
Ye Shaohan frowned slightly, that was something that only those at the peak of the Spirit Emperor Realm could touch.
"Only when warriors at the peak of the Spiritual Master Realm understand the origin can they reach the Spirit Emperor Realm, and only when warriors at the peak of the Spirit Emperor Realm understand the artistic conception can they reach the Spiritual Sect Realm! Therefore, this source and artistic conception are the biggest problems in cultivation. Now, this
Zhang Ming, the boy, has now understood the artistic conception of Weiqing. As long as he can understand the origin, it will be a matter of time before he can break through to the Lingzong realm!"
Huo Qilin looked at Zhang Ming with admiration and realized the artistic conception in the spiritual master realm. For tens of thousands of years, he, Zhang Ming, was the first person!
"Understand the origin and artistic conception!"
Ye Shaohan sighed secretly, the so-called origin is the origin of attributes. For example, when a warrior with a wind attribute physique reaches the peak of the spiritual master realm, he needs to understand the origin of wind, draw on the power of the origin, refine his body, and
A warrior who can break through to the Spirit Emperor realm.
At the same time, the spiritual energy in the spirit emperor realm warriors gradually mutated and merged with the original power to form the original spiritual energy.
The artistic conception, generally speaking, is the meaning of swords. It is undoubtedly difficult to comprehend. It is no wonder that Huo Qilin, who has a high vision, admires Zhang Ming so much.
Ye Shaohan whispered, on the Xuanwu Continent, there are thousands of martial arts, and there are also thousands of artistic conceptions. The strongest artistic conception is undoubtedly the three major artistic conceptions, namely solipsism, ego, and emotion-only. The most mysterious one is the emotion-only artistic conception.
, The only person who is sentimental is omnipotent, omnipotent, and omnipotent.
However, those who are only sentimental have no self. Only sentimentality itself represents an extreme.
The origin, artistic conception, etc. are still quite far away from him. Now he is only a level 3 spiritual master, still a little short of the peak spiritual master. Ye Shaohan is sitting in a coiled position, with spiritual energy flowing continuously in his body. After last night's killing, Ye Shaohan is a level 3 spiritual master.
The spiritual master's cultivation level was also consolidated.
"Xiao Huo, if I use my current level of cultivation and use Xuan level martial arts to fight against Xiao Zhiyuan, I don't know what my chances of winning are!"
Ye Shaohan said calmly, but the murderous intention flashed in his eyes was easily caught by Huo Qilin. Didn't Huo Qilin not know what Ye Shaohan was thinking now?
After a few moments of silence, Huo Qilin slowly opened his mouth and said: "If there is a head-on confrontation, Xiao Zhiyuan's chance of dying is almost zero, and you will die! The original spiritual energy of a strong man in the Spirit King Realm is not something that a warrior in the Spiritual Master Realm can imagine. At the beginning, Xiao Zhiyuan's
One palm can easily kill you!"
It was almost zero. Ye Shaohan couldn't help but frown. Could it be that the Spirit King Realm warriors really cannot be shaken by the Spiritual Master Realm warriors!
"Then what if I hide my traces and carry out an assassination?" Ye Shaohan still refused to give up.
"I know that you are extremely conceited about your assassination ability, but with your current level of cultivation, if you try to assassinate someone, only 30% of them will be successful!"
Huo Qilin said calmly, a 30% chance means a 70% chance of death.
Ye Shaohan was not an impulsive person. After thinking about it for a few moments, he couldn't help but give up the idea of assassinating Xiao Zhiyuan.
It seemed that Xiao Zhiyuan's life was only to be taken after he broke through to the Spiritual Emperor Realm. Thinking of this, Ye Shaohan couldn't help but feel the urge to practice.
This world is indeed a world where the weak prey on the strong, and the strong dominate the fate of the weak.
"Boy, someone is coming!" Huo Qilin's eyes changed slightly and he said softly.
The moment Ye Shaohan brought Zhang Ming back to the courtyard, Ye Shaohan asked Huo Qilin to set up a light curtain outside the courtyard to prevent the old guys from the Ye family from discovering what was happening in the courtyard, and to prevent Zhang Ming and others from discovering what was happening in the courtyard.
Traces of him were discovered, and it was speculated that the evil wolf was himself.
The fire unicorn turned into a red light and disappeared on the surface of the necklace. Ye Shaohan straightened his clothes, glanced at Zhang Ming in the courtyard, then got up and walked out of the courtyard. The moment he stepped out of the courtyard, Ye Shaohan saw the fire unicorn.
The person Qilin was talking about was actually Ye Shaolan, whom he hadn't seen for several days!
Ye Shaohan looked at the graceful Ye Shaolan with indifferent eyes, his face was ordinary, and he was thinking about the purpose of Ye Shaolan's coming here.
Even though Ye Shaohan did not appear in front of everyone for several days, the Ye family would only think that he was practicing cultivation and would never associate him with the evil wolf.
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Ye Shaohan's face, his eyes fell on Ye Shaolan, and he said lightly: "Something's wrong!"
Hearing this, Ye Shaolan stopped, her graceful body trembled suddenly, and a trace of helplessness flashed through her eyes as clear and bright as lake water.
Even now, he still said hello to himself in that unfamiliar tone. A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Ye Shaolan's mouth. He took a few deep breaths. After Ye Shaolan calmed down his inner emotions, his lips trembled slightly.
"It's my father and the elders who have something to do with you!"
"I'm very busy, what do they want from me?" Ye Shaohan's eyes changed slightly. Those old guys definitely didn't have anything good to do with him. This is the rule he concluded.
Ye Shaolan sighed secretly, the only person in the Ye family who could not take the elders seriously was probably Ye Shaohan in front of him, and said with a slightly embarrassed look on his face.
"It's about the family competition. Usually before the family competition is held, an encouragement meeting will be held and some detailed matters will be discussed!"
The encouragement meeting was undoubtedly about speaking some encouraging words. Ye Shaohan had seen such boring meetings in his previous life.
Therefore, a look of boredom immediately flashed across Ye Shaohan's face, and without waiting for Ye Shaolan to look down, he interrupted directly: "Oh, tell them I'm busy and not free!"
After saying this, Ye Shaohan turned around and walked directly into the courtyard, leaving Ye Shaolan with a rather chic back.
"Elders must participate. This is stipulated by the clan rules!"
Ye Shaolan also put away the soft color on her face and returned to her usual indifference. Without waiting for Ye Shaohan's reaction, she continued: "The venue of the conference is in the martial arts hall. You must be very familiar with this road and you don't need me to lead the way!" After that!
, Ye Shaolan turned around and walked towards the way he came.
Regarding the clan rules, Ye Shaohan frowned slightly and rubbed his forehead helplessly with his right hand, as if this clan rule really existed in the Ye family rules.
Therefore, Ye Shaohan turned around helplessly and followed Ye Shaolan. When he noticed Ye Shaohan behind him, a proud smile flashed at the corner of Ye Shaolan's mouth.
A few moments later, when Ye Shaohan came to the martial arts training hall, he could feel the different strong and weak auras inside. As soon as he stepped into the martial arts training hall, he was greeted by boiling sounds and countless figures shaking. Almost the younger generation of the Ye family
Everyone gathers here, regardless of direct or collateral lineage, otherwise they are slaves.
Hundreds of martial arts stages in the martial arts training hall have been temporarily moved. Now, looking from a distance, the entire martial arts training hall is no less than a small square.
After Ye Shaolan brought Ye Shaohan to the martial arts training hall, she walked towards her position, and people around her also gave way to the way.
The originally noisy square suddenly became quiet. At this moment, almost all eyes were directed towards Ye Shaohan, who was standing at the door. Some of the Ye family disciples who were originally closer to the door took a few steps back. Thousands of glances created pressure.
It made them panic.
When they followed everyone's gaze, they understood why the place suddenly became quiet. It turned out to be the genius of the Ye family.