Ye Shaohan doesn't know how to comfort people. In Ye Shaohan's opinion, the last comfort is to stand quietly and listen.
"Back then, after my mother passed away, I swore that I would make this man regret it!" Clenching her hands, Yue Wuxie said in a deep voice: "And the way to make this man regret it is to become better than the innocent man he cultivated with his own hands.
The marks are even better!"
"It is precisely because of this that I am very grateful to Peak Master I. Shi Hua's guidance has helped me avoid many detours on the road to martial arts. Unfortunately, he is no longer here!" Looking up, Yue Wuxie looked in front of her with firm eyes.
The young man, who was several years younger than himself, said firmly: "So, Suifeng, I have a request, and I hope you can agree to it." Yue Wuxie's eyes were extremely firm, which undoubtedly showed his determination.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan looked at Yue Wuxie thoughtfully, but still didn't say anything, just nodded.
"I hope you can be my master!" Before she finished speaking, Yue Wuxie's figure fell downwards, her knees slightly bent.
Just when Yue Wuxie's knees were about to touch the rock, a gentle force appeared to hold them up.
Raising her head, Yue Wuxie still looked at Ye Shaohan firmly.
Snowflakes fell from Ye Shaohan's fingertips. Ye Shaohan didn't say anything. With a flick of his right hand, Yue Wuxie's figure stood upright again.
Turning around, Ye Shaohan pointed to the long sword path below and said lightly: "Do you know much about the sword path?" "Sword path!" Taking a step forward, Yue Wuxie's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the sword path below that seemed to have become a blood path.
"Countless pioneers of the Sword God Sect are buried there!" Ye Shaohan said calmly with his hands behind his back: "Take a good trip to the swordsmanship, and you will find that the swordsmanship is the best humble master!"
There was a hint of contemplation in her eyes, and after a few moments, Yue Wuxie bowed to Ye Shaohan.
Turning around, Yue Wuxie didn't say anything more. She stepped forward and turned into a stream of light, falling down.
Looking at the disappearing figure, Ye Shaohan still said nothing, his martial robes rustling in the cold wind.
After pondering for a few moments, Ye Shaohan sat directly on the rock, letting the snowflakes dye his long hair white and ignoring it.
With his eyes closed tightly, his Xuan Bing Jue began to circulate in Ye Shaohan's body. The aura of heaven and earth rushed toward Ye Shaohan crazily, and Ye Shaohan's mind was completely lost in cultivation.
This battle was undoubtedly a test for Ye Shaohan, especially the battle with Lingzong realm warriors.
Some insights flowed in Ye Shaohan's heart, and Ye Shaohan was completely immersed in this practice.
Although many Lingzong realm warriors died in the hands of Ye Shaohan this time, Ye Shaohan knew that it was only because of the help of Huo Qilin. If he really faced a Lingzong realm warrior, the fate waiting for him would be death.
Feeling the terrifying energy in his dantian, Ye Shaohan used the Vermilion Bird Art again. If he completely refined this energy, he would be able to fight against the Lingzong even if he did not break through the Lingzong.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth completely revolved around Ye Shaohan, and the surrounding snowflakes were also pulled in.
For a moment, a terrifying tornado appeared in the sky above Luoxia Peak.
The Luoxia Peak disciples who were working on the swordsmanship all raised their heads in surprise and looked at the top of the peak with a hint of awe.
Among the unicorns, Huo Qilin sighed for a while, this guy has such a good attitude. Even after experiencing this incident, Ye Shaohan was still able to calm down and practice so calmly.
Although Luoxia Peak lost Huang Shaoping, most of Luoxia Peak's disciples are still there.
With the assistance of several Luoxia Peak elders, the corpses on the long sword path were cleared away, and several brand-new stone tablets were re-erected on the sword path.
A few days later, there were many more stone tablets on the sword path. Looking at these brand-new stone tablets, everyone was filled with emotion.
There are too many people buried under this stone monument, including their partners and brothers who were close friends in the past. The cold wind blew through the falling snowflakes, and Luoxia Peak lost its former vitality.
The sad atmosphere infected the surrounding air, not only at Luoxia Peak, but also at several other peaks.
Time passed bit by bit in Ye Shaohan's hard training. For half a month, Ye Shaohan meditated silently, without saying a word.
In martial arts, if you don't advance, you will retreat. Ye Shaohan didn't know how many people were doing the same thing as him at this time. He only knew that once he started practicing, he was destined not to stop.
Ye Shaohan slowly opened his eyes. In an instant, a sword cry that resounded throughout the world came from Ye Shaohan, and then a sound like cracking silk came out. The sword shadow shot out from behind Ye Shaohan. In front of this sword shadow, the whole world was stunned.
Eclipsed by it.
The sword shadow became more and more condensed, and a smell of sword intent filled the air.
Ye Shaohan looked at the sword shadow thoughtfully, with a little confusion in his eyes. Huang Lingtian's sword was like a replayed movie, scene after scene played out in front of Ye Shaohan's eyes.
Huo Qilin did not interrupt Ye Shaohan's training, but secretly sighed that this boy's talent was beyond human imagination.
"No matter how much I imitate, I can't imitate his feeling, so why bother to imitate it?" Ye Shaohan murmured softly, and gave up the sword skill he had been studying for several days without any hesitation.
There are thousands of sword skills in the world, and their power is also different. However, not every powerful sword skill is suitable for you.
Knowing how to make choices is also a matter of course. Ye Shaohan smiled lightly.
Ye Shaohan's face was calm. He moved his right hand slightly forward and shouted: "Go!"
All of this was completed in an instant, and a suction as powerful as a river or a sea was generated around Ye Shaohan.
The sword shadow behind him suddenly turned into tens of thousands of sword shadows. The sound of swords continued, and the sword shadows blasted around like a violent storm. The dense sword shadows made the entire void seem to have become a sea of sword shadows.
The sword shadow was like a wave, pushing out wave after wave and hitting the surrounding space.
Boom! Cracks appeared in the surrounding space in vain. Even the cracks in the space could not stop the sword shadow. It surged forward like a wave. At this moment, black holes caused by the broken space were formed on the top of the sunset, with an extremely powerful momentum.
Spreading throughout Luoxia Peak, its disciples looked at the several black holes above their heads, their faces full of horror, and the strong attraction kept pulling their bodies towards the black holes.
The sharp-eyed person couldn't help but exclaim, because he saw a figure, a figure slowly walking out from around the black hole, both of them respectfully bowed to Ye Shaohan: "Peak Master!"
Ye Shaohan stood with his hands behind his back, his robes dancing in the wind. He had the unparalleled demeanor of a peerless master. He looked at the disciples at the peak indifferently, nodded slightly, and then looked at the broken space and the constantly flying space.
Crack, calmly said: "Condensation!"
Holding the sword, Ye Shaohan grasped the Qilin Sword behind his back, stepped out across the body, and struck down the city with one sword!
A beautiful sword light emerged. This beautiful sword light seemed to have passed through the cracks in the space. The broken space seemed to be squeezed by a huge force and gradually merged together.
At this moment, Ye Shaohan's figure became much taller in the eyes of the Luoxia Peak disciples. In their eyes, Ye Shaohan's tone just now was cold and cruel, without any emotion, like gods, looking down on all living beings.
Everyone has a voice in their hearts, Luoxia Peak is about to usher in a new era, that era belongs to the young man in front of us, the era of Sui Feng!!
The sharp aura receded from Ye Shaohan. At this moment, Ye Shaohan seemed to have returned to his original nature, looking elegant and relaxed. Who would have thought that the man in front of him had killed several Lingzong realm warriors with one sword.
With his eyes slightly lowered, Ye Shaohan looked down at the long sword path, where hundreds of brand new stone tablets had been erected.
The sad atmosphere seemed to infect the surrounding air. He raised his head and Ye Shaohan sighed slightly: "Dead people can never understand the inextricable sadness in the hearts of living people!"
Ye Shaohan's figure landed on the peak as lightly as a feather. He looked around and noticed the respectful look in the eyes of the disciples around him. He couldn't help but laugh and said: "You don't need to be so restrained, just be natural!"
"Join the Peak Master!" Hundreds of disciples bowed and saluted. Their eyes naturally fell on Ye Shaohan. As his reputation grew, Ye Shaohan's appearance was already known to everyone. This Peak Master also came from the heart.
The previous battle was enough to conquer these Luoxia Peak disciples.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan smiled helplessly. Feeling the heartfelt admiration of the people around him, the helplessness in Ye Shaohan's heart became even stronger.
"It seems that it is more and more inseparable from Luoxia Peak!" Ye Shaohan said secretly. He originally thought that someone would stand up to oppose him becoming the master of Luoxia Peak, but it backfired.
Up to now, Ye Shaohan's reputation in Sword God can be said to be unknown to everyone. After inquiries from good people, Ye Shaohan's past has gradually become known to everyone.
It had only been a few months since he entered the Sword God Sect, but he impressed the examiner with his understanding of the sword, and even caused a fight for the master of the four peaks.
In particular, everyone in the Sword God Sect knew that Ye Shaohan was walking along the kendo with a stone sword on his back.
However, these are not the most shocking previous battles. He slaughtered hundreds of Spirit Emperor realm warriors alone and killed several Spirit Sect realm warriors with one sword, but Ye Shaohan was only a young man.
At such a young age, he was already famous throughout the sect! When facing Ye Shaohan, even the older generation disciples of Luoxia Peak felt admiration.
Holding the sword, Ye Shaohan bowed to the two old men who were playing chess and said, "Senior, I wonder how the funeral will be handled this time!"
Hearing this, the two old men both smiled and said: "This matter has been dealt with!"
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan also smiled, and then Ye Shaohan discussed some things with the two of them before Ye Shaohan left.
Under Ye Shaohan's persuasion, everyone gradually relaxed, no longer as restrained as before, practiced practicing and practicing swordsmanship.
After listening to the reports of the two old men, Ye Shaohan breathed a sigh of relief. After a short exchange, Ye Shaohan also knew the names of the two people. The old man who looked thinner was named Ziqi, and the taller old man was Biebo.