Chapter 286 Preparing to go to the Imperial Capital
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan raised his head, looked at the bright moon in the sky and said calmly: "In the eyes of the butterfly, the flower is an angel, because the flower gives her the nectar of life. In the eyes of the flower, the bee is a close friend, because the bee gives her the continuation of life." Ye Shaolan , what is a sword in your eyes?”
Ye Shaolan's eyes were a little confused, and she stared at Ye Shaohan's eyes until Qingming. She bent down, picked up the dead leaves covered by the white snow, and held them lightly; "The rising sun and the setting sun are always more touching, just because at that moment he was at noon. The edge melts into a rounded glow, and the sword also makes people feel that it can save people."
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan smiled indifferently, also picked up the dead leaves covered with snowflakes on the ground, and let go of the dead leaves again. The dead leaves fell in the distance with the cold wind, dancing like butterflies. Ye Shaohan stared at the dead leaves indifferently. Said: "My sword is persistence. With persistence, the loneliness on the journey of life can be paved into a blue sky; with persistence, loneliness can be transformed into a row of swan geese, obsessed with killing. One day, the persistent sword will ask the sky. .”
Hearing this, Ye Shaolan looked at Ye Shaohan, a strange light flashed in his eyes. Looking at the indifferent yet confident smile at the corner of Ye Shaohan's mouth, Ye Shaolan said softly: "If you persist in killing, you will eventually fall into killing."
Ye Shaohan looked at Ye Shaolan's elegant and fairy-like eyes and said calmly: "If one day, I really indulge in killing, you will kill me."
Ye Shaolan looked at that soft look, and her heart trembled slightly. At this moment, her heart seemed to want to escape. Avoiding that look, Ye Shaolan sighed slightly in her heart. She raised her head and looked at the soft silver Yue said firmly: "If you indulge in killing, I will kill you, I really will kill you."
Indulging in killing, Ye Shaohan smiled bitterly. After realizing the selfless sword intention, he now gradually felt the influence of that artistic conception on him. Sometimes he was in a trance, and sometimes he fell into the sea of killing. Maybe one day he would really indulge in killing, facing Ye Shaolan nodded slightly. Since he chose the Selfless Sword Intention, he had to accept it.
"I'm leaving!" After saying that, Ye Shaolan took a step forward and disappeared into the dark night.
The soft voice slowly dispersed in the woods. The fleeting white figure added a bit of beauty to the beautiful night.
Under the silver light, Ye Shaohan still stood quietly on the spot, with a trace of murderous intent emerging on his face!
"Alas! As Shaohan's understanding of the artistic conception deepens, this artistic conception gradually begins to affect him!" The surface of the Qilin Ring bursts of red light, and the deep voice of the Fire Qilin sounded...
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Killing intention emerged, and a trace of confusion appeared in Ye Shaohan's originally clear eyes.
Countless corpses seemed to appear before his eyes, blood flowed into rivers, and the whole world seemed to have turned into a bloody world.
The desire to kill spread in Ye Shaohan's heart, and what sounded in his ears was not the roar of the cold wind, but the endless sound of killing.
His right hand reached out from his sleeve, and the snowflakes fell weakly on Ye Shaohan's palm. Ye Shaohan looked at the sky where the snowflakes were falling. At this moment, the white snowflakes turned into blood.
The cold wind blew, and Ye Shaohan couldn't help but tremble. The confusion in Ye Shaohan's eyes receded, and his eyes were as clear as before.
"What was that just now?" A trace of solemnity appeared on Ye Shaohan's face. At the same time, Huo Qilin's voice also sounded in his ears: "The artistic conception of selflessness, the artistic conception has begun to gradually affect you!"
"Affect me?" Hearing this, Ye Shaohan couldn't help but recall the desire to kill that he had just created out of thin air. Ye Shaohan sighed softly. He still underestimated the selfless mood, but even so, he did not regret it.
In response, Ye Shaohan shook his head slightly and did not go back directly to the courtyard where Aunt Feng was. Instead, he ran towards the Ancestral Pavilion.
"Shaohan, if you don't want to be affected by the selfless mood, you have to cultivate it to perfection, otherwise you will eventually sink into killing!" Huo Qilin said seriously.
In the ancestral pavilion, Ye Shaohan said in a deep voice to the fire unicorn that appeared in front of him: "Let's begin!"
A piece of jade pendant emerged. On the pendant was carved a large character with a flying dragon and a phoenix. A domineering sword intent surged out crazily. At this moment, Ye Shaohan closed his eyes tightly and quietly felt the sword intent...
What the fourth generation understood was the selfless artistic conception, and his sword intention was the selfless sword intention. At this moment, Ye Shaohan undoubtedly wanted to use the fourth generation's sword intention to understand his own selfless artistic conception.
Selfless artistic conception, what kind of artistic conception is this? Zhang Ming’s only emotion, the second generation’s solipsism, and the fourth generation’s selflessness.
Time passed like water, and Ye Shaohan went into seclusion again, this time for another month, and he stayed in the ancestral pavilion for a whole month.
It is early spring now, but snowflakes are still falling in the sky, but the cold wind is not as cold as winter, and the entire Niefeng City also presents a vibrant scene.
After several months of self-cultivation, the Ye family has also recovered a lot of strength. Now all the four major markets in Headwind City are in the hands of the Ye family, as well as those medium-sized markets and countless small markets. Now the Ye family has nearly
Monopolizing the entire economy of Headwind City. All the aristocratic families in Headwind City are led by the Ye family. They monopolize the economy of a city. The income in that month is extremely considerable. However, no one dares to pay attention to the Ye family. The Ye family manor
The mountain of bones in front of him is undoubtedly a constant reminder of good-hearted people, and the one who is feared is the contemporary head of the Ye family.
"Roar!" The extremely pungent smell of blood still lingered in the air in the ancient city, and thousands of roars followed.
The dilapidated attics in the ancient city swayed under the roar, and finally fell to the ground, stirring up dust all over the ground.
And those thin ferocious beasts also fled in all directions crazily. The soft sunlight fell on this bloody land, and thousands of huge ferocious beasts roared crazily.
The cyan demon wolf, the overlord outside the ancient city, was no less powerful than an ordinary first-level spiritual master warrior. His blood-red eyes and cold long fangs looked so ferocious.
The pressure brought by the gathering of thousands of cyan demonic wolves caused no trace of an ordinary warrior within a radius of dozens of miles. However, there was a person standing in the middle of those thousands of demonic wolves.
The martial robe on his body was stained with blood. There were countless corpses of ferocious beasts piled up at his feet, including even human corpses.
Holding the Qilin Sword in one hand, like a long ink floating unscrupulously behind his back, it was Ye Shaohan who had been in seclusion for a month to comprehend the artistic conception. In the past few days, after leaving seclusion, Ye Shaohan rushed towards the ancient city without notifying anyone.
Fighting with ferocious beasts for several consecutive days made Ye Shaohan's murderous aura even stronger.
At this moment, Ye Shaohan's eyes were as sharp as an unsheathed sword, and he looked indifferently at the roaring blue demon wolf around him.
The roars of the ferocious beasts around him fell into Ye Shaohan's ears like the sound of wind. He raised his eyes slightly and Ye Shaohan murmured softly: "What should I use? A hundred swords coming together, or cutting the wind?"
Snowflakes fell, and several snowflakes appeared in the pool of blood on the ground. In an instant, the snowflakes were melted by the hot blood.
"Whoosh!" Almost at that moment, thousands of cyan demon wolves rushed toward Ye Shaohan in an extremely crazy manner. Their sharp claws and terrifying energy formed the unique attack of the cyan demon wolf.
Just when several cyan demon wolves were about to pounce on Ye Shaohan, Ye Shaohan's figure moved, his right hand slightly raised, and the Qilin Sword slashed from bottom to top at will.
Qilin Sword########## of the Blue Demonic Wolf spurted out hot blood, and at the same time, several corpses of the Blue Demonic Wolf fell to the ground.
Ye Shaohan's figure also floated up into the void, dancing shadows, and hundreds of sword shadows emerged. A few months ago, Ye Shaohan could only cast a hundred sword shadows, but at this moment, the number surged to two hundred.
The long sword was swung, and the sword energy poured out like the Milky Way in the sky. The falling snowflakes seemed to have turned into a murderous weapon. As Ye Shaohan struck down with his sword, sword shadows poured down from the sky.
"A hundred swords strike together!" In an instant, countless blood lotuses bloomed on the blood-colored ground, followed by screams mixed with roars, and the blue demon wolves fell in pieces.
In the face of death, these cyan demonic wolves finally became afraid. The sword shadow stirred up dust and slush all over the ground, and the cyan demonic wolves dispersed in all directions.
Ye Shaohan always quietly watched the blue demon wolves fleeing without taking any further action, with a look of deep contemplation in his eyes.
The red light of the Qilin ring on his right hand burst out, and Huo Qilin emerged in human form. Looking at the mess on the ground, countless rays of white light gathered towards his body, and finally submerged into Huo Qilin's body. He burped, and Huo Qilin's eyes
Looking at Ye Shaohan weirdly, he said with a twist of his lips: "Tsk, tsk, after realizing the artistic conception, you become even more perverted!"
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan raised his head and looked at Huo Qilin. His eyes were still very sharp, piercing deep into his heart. After a few breaths, Ye Shaohan's eyes returned to normal, with a little sweat dripping down his cheeks. He also looked at the mess on the ground, Ye Shaohan slightly
He shook his head and said: "Understand the artistic conception and enter the artistic conception, but immersing yourself in the artistic conception consumes a lot of soul power! Alas, perhaps only those Lingzong realm warriors can easily master the artistic conception!"
"Only when the artistic conception is reflected in every gesture, it means that the artistic conception will be completed, and only then will you be free from the influence of the selfless artistic conception!" Huo Qilin said in a deep voice.
"With a raised hand?" Ye Shaohan looked at Huo Qilin thoughtfully. Seeing this, Huo Qilin smiled faintly, pointed his right hand forward, and an invisible spatial ripple emerged from his fingertips.
His body shook, and a simple and casual finger made Ye Shaohan feel an aura of resistance. In response, Huo Qilin explained: "My artistic conception is that I am the only one! In the sky and on the earth, I am the only one!"
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan couldn't help but think of the second generation's sword intent, which was also full of domineering and forced people to surrender.
"Now, your understanding of the Fourth Generation's Sword Intent has obviously reached a bottleneck, and the consecutive days of killing have solidified your understanding. Boy, it's time to get the jade pendant from the Jade Emperor Academy in the Imperial Capital!"
Fire Qilin held his right hand forward, and a ball of Suzaku fire emerged, and finally transformed into a jade pendant. In response, Ye Shaohan said lightly: "Going to the Imperial Capital?"
"Let's not talk about the secret contained in this jade pendant. I'm afraid you will be tempted by the sword intent contained in the jade pendant!" Huo Qilin couldn't help laughing when he saw Ye Shaohan's calm look.