Looking at these figures, Ye Shaohan felt peaceful in his heart. It was precisely because of the existence of these people that his world would not be so lonely.
After being separated for several months, they naturally talked a lot when they met each other. For one day, Ye Shaohan was chatting with Aunt Feng and others. It was not until late at night that Ye Shaohan left the courtyard and went to find Zhang Ming.
Zhang Ming remained unchanged. In the lonely courtyard, the figure was still dancing with his sword.
Without saying much, Ye Shaohan directly took out the wine flask from the Kirin Ring and threw it to Zhang Ming. The two looked at each other and smiled, drinking for a long time.
Sometimes they talked about interesting things, sometimes they competed with swords, and sometimes they talked about some cultivation experiences. The night passed like this, and it was not until dawn that the two of them realized that the whole night had passed.
The courtyard was already filled with many wine bottles. Ye Shaohan stood up, cast his eyes towards the outside of the courtyard, and chuckled: "It's time to deal with some things!"
After saying that, Ye Shaohan walked out of the courtyard. At this moment, a slender figure emerged from the wind and snow. He bowed to Ye Shaohan and said respectfully: "Shaoping has met the master of the family!"
Looking at Ye Shaoping, who was more calm than a few months ago, Ye Shaohan chuckled: "Compared to a few months ago, he is much calmer! It took only a few months to stabilize the situation in the entire empire. Shaoping did a great job.
good!"
Hearing this, Ye Shaoping smiled, smiling from the bottom of his heart. His actions were recognized by the family leader, which was a surprise that he had not let down the family leader's expectations.
"This is what Shaoping should do!" Ye Shaoping always maintained a respectful attitude towards Ye Shaohan at all times, even though he was now the Shaoping Hou who was inferior to one person and inferior to ten thousand people.
"Head of the family, now that the family has taken control of the entire Luoyu Empire, according to the wishes of the old head of the family, this position of emperor can only be held by the head of the family! The empire has not held a morning court for several months in a row, so should we hold a morning court today?"
Here, Ye Shaoping stopped talking.
"Morning?" Ye Shaohan shook his head and murmured softly: "Power is certainly attractive. Since ancient times, countless masters have been immersed in power and cannot extricate themselves!"
"However, for me, this right is just a ladder for me to move up. I will never miss it!" Having said this, Ye Shaohan glanced at Ye Shaoping and chuckled: "I will leave the affairs of Falling Rain Country to you.
No need for me to show up!"
Whether he is the head of the Ye family, the emperor of the Falling Rain Kingdom, or the leader of the Sword God Sect, all these are just steps on Ye Shaohan's path.
An ordinary person would be extremely happy if he became a king. However, in Ye Shaohan's eyes, Ye Shaoping could not see any joy. In this regard, Ye Shaoping remembered Ye Shaohan's words: "Shaoping, this world is very big.
The Rain Country is just a drop in the ocean!"
"It is precisely because of this that the head of the family can walk in front of others!" Ye Shaoping smiled slightly, and did not mention the morning meeting, but informed Ye Shaohan that the armies of the seven countries were stationed in the border.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan shook his head slightly and said calmly: "Then the Seven Kingdoms don't have the courage?"
"What the family leader means is that the reason why the seven countries sent troops was because of the instructions of the Protector Sect behind it?" Ye Shaoping had guessed like this before.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan nodded, informed Ye Shaoping of the so-called Zongbi, and explained: "If the Sword God Sect is defeated in the Zongbi, then the Sword God Sect will not be the protecting sect of the Falling Rain Kingdom, and the Seven Kingdoms will naturally dare to send troops!
"
"Be prepared for a rainy day. If the National Protector Sect of the Falling Rain Kingdom changes its owner, then as long as the Seven Kingdoms' armies suppress it, it will be defeated in just a few months. If it does not change its owner, then the Seven Kingdoms' armies will naturally withdraw!" Ye Shaohan said calmly, with a smile on his lips.
He sneered.
Only seven sects dared to attract the Ye family's attention. Thinking of this, Ye Shaohan's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
"If the Patriot Protector Sect of the Falling Rain Kingdom changes its owner, wouldn't the Seven Kingdoms' actions offend the new Patriot Protector Sect?" Ye Shaoping asked doubtfully.
"What if we get the permission of the new protector sect?" Looking at the sky, Ye Shaohan murmured softly: "Which force is it? The three major halls or the mysterious force?"
....
The cold wind howled, and a snow-capped mountain nearly several feet high was isolated in the wind and snow. Its thick ice and snow covered the mountain layer after layer, like a sharp sword, reaching straight into the sky.
Surrounded by vast ice fields, looking up from a distance, this isolated mountain peak gives people a feeling of loneliness.
The ice field spreads out, and plum blossom-like heavy snow falls slowly in the void. The chilling cold wind picks up the white snow and falls on the ice field and mountain peaks.
This is a world of white snow, and the cold wind is whistling, like a sharp sword energy, breaking through the white sky and earth.
Ta-ta-ta! When the roar of the cold wind swept across the world, the clatter of horse hooves resounded loudly. The clatter of horse hooves actually covered the roar of the cold wind.
The cold wind swept over, like an invisible big hand, directly tearing apart the white snow in the sky, and six of its figures emerged.
The passing geese left a sound and the passing hoofs left traces, but these horses left no traces wherever they passed, and the leader was a young man.
The black robe is incompatible with the surrounding environment, just like the lonely peak, giving people a feeling of loneliness.
The cold wind rolled up his long hair, and the snow blew against this handsome face. He raised his head, pointed to the solitary peak in the distance, and murmured softly: "Where is here?"
Immediately behind the young man were four men and one woman. Behind these five people were all tied with this long sword, but the scabbard could not hide the faint aura of sharpness revealed on it.
Hearing this, the only one stopped and said respectfully: "Sect Master, this is Baizhangyuan!"
"According to legend, this ice field spread hundreds of feet, so it was originally called Baizhang Plain!" Another man said.
These six people were clearly Ye Shaohan and others. A few days ago, after Ye Shaohan handled some Ye family matters, Ye Shaohan took Wu Ling and others to leave Headwind City.
In the past few days, Ye Shaohan and others occasionally flew in the sky and sometimes rode horses. Although the time was short, Ye Shaohan and others had already left the border of Falling Rain Country.
Reading a thousand volumes of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. In Ye Shaohan's eyes, everything has artistic conception. Therefore, Ye Shaohan did not deliberately rush along the way. He did it casually, sometimes practicing and sometimes staring at the snowy scenery on the roadside.
The sharp temperament of the swordsman has faded from the Wu Ling Five. At this moment, the Wu Ling Five's temperament is somewhat similar to Ye Shaohan.
"Baizhangyuan!" Ye Shaohan murmured softly, his eyes falling on the solitary peak hundreds of feet high.
"Why, on this ice field, I feel a familiar breath!" Ye Shaohan murmured softly.
The Art of Reincarnation circulates in the body, sweeping in the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth. In these spiritual energies of heaven and earth, the familiar atmosphere becomes stronger and stronger.
"Where does this breath come from!" Ye Shaohan raised his sword slightly, pointed at the solitary peak, and murmured softly.
Wu Ling and others stood quietly behind Ye Shaohan, not interrupting Ye Shaohan's mutterings all the way. They were used to Ye Shaohan occasionally talking to himself.
The wind and snow rolled over the Qilin Ring, and its snowflakes turned into snowdrops and fell. At the same time, the voice of the Fire Qilin resounded in Ye Shaohan's mind. Compared with before, the voice of the Fire Qilin sounded more lonely and sad than before.
:
"This is his aura after thousands of years, and it still remains. It turns out that this is the place where he fell!"
"He?" The unique aura of Xuan Bing Jue became clearer and clearer in Ye Shaohan's mind, and he could almost tell that the source of this feeling came from the direction of the solitary peak.
"###!" Huo Qilin said lonely: "This is the place where he fell, and that mountain peak is where his backbone was transformed!"
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan's body shook slightly. In the guardian battle of the three generations thousands of years ago, Fire Qilin, Qinglong, Suzaku, and Xuanwu all fell.
"Who could have imagined that the all-powerful ### would fall here!" Thinking of his old friends, Huo Qilin's tone revealed an inexorable loneliness.
"What happened in that battle? Why did the Third Generation and we all fall!" Fire Qilin murmured: "Fourth Generation, do you know anything else?"
"Moon God Peiyu, Sword Tomb! Maybe the answer to the mystery can be solved at that time!" At the end, the voice of Fire Qilin became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared, "Boy, go to that mountain peak, here it is, then it will be
Worship!
The tone was lonely. This was the first time Ye Shaohan felt sadness from Huo Qilin, this kind of lonely sadness.
Riding on horseback, looking at the solitary peak, Ye Shaohan got closer and closer to the solitary peak. Ye Shaohan was surrounded by white mist, which condensed into a layer of frost and fell to the ground.
Wu Ling and others followed closely behind. Although they were confused, they did not ask questions out loud.
Only when he got close to this solitary peak did Ye Shaohan realize that a chill was spreading through the solitary peak, which was enough to freeze the surrounding space.
At this moment, Wu Ling and the others discovered that there was no trace of life within a radius of dozens of miles. At the same time, a biting chill filled the air, and the surrounding snowflakes were floating in the void, turning into ice crystals and falling in just a moment.
The cold distorted the space and stopped his body. Ye Shaohan looked at the lonely peak with deep meaning, feeling that the chill came from the depths of this lonely peak.
"The tiger blade is already exuding a chill, is the fighting spirit still there?" Fire Qilin sighed softly.
"Tiger Blade!" Ye Shaohan raised his mouth slightly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and his soul power spread out, surrounding the lonely peak.
However, when the soul power touched hundreds of meters away from the lonely peak, a terrifying wave spread out and hit Ye Shaohan's soul.
Although Ye Shaohan was able to resolve this fluctuation, his soul power could no longer be extended.
His mind moved slightly, and the Samsara Art turned into the Xuan Bing Art and circulated in his body. The fluctuations dissipated in vain, and Ye Shaohan's soul reached the lonely peak.
In an instant, the solitary peak that reached into the sky disappeared, and was replaced by an extremely white dagger, which was contained within the solitary mountain.
Chill filled the air on this dagger. Not only that, Ye Shaohan felt a shocking fighting spirit on this sword, a fighting spirit that could not be dissipated.
Is the fighting spirit that has not dissipated for thousands of years? Ye Shaohan's heart moved slightly, and he couldn't help but think of the scene he had experienced before. Countless guardians, fearless of life and death, rushed into the void to guard this Martial God Nebula.