Right at the entrance of the Library Pavilion, many disciples from the side sect wearing different samurai uniforms crowded the place, and the noise of abuse could be heard endlessly.
"Hey, the son of a slave wants to enter the library. Five gold coins."
A voice full of arrogance came out from the crowd, and the crowd around him seemed ready to move in response to these words. There was a little strength in the voice, which made the surrounding air roar.
Cangshuge is a place where martial arts are taught, and there is no fee charged.
The man in front of him undoubtedly acted on his own initiative. Originally, Elder Ye Gaofeng was in charge of the martial arts hall, but now that he is dead and Ye Shaohan has taken over, some of the Ye family disciples actually did such things. Obviously, they do not take Ye Shaohan who took office seriously.
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Ye Shaohan stood on tiptoe and looked at the people in the crowd. He saw a middle-aged man with a long sword behind his back, cursing arrogantly at the young man with a livid face in front of him.
The quarrel just now undoubtedly came from that young man. Ye Shaohan was familiar with that young man, that was Ye Shaoping!
The cold wind was blowing, and the originally hanging sun was covered by the dark clouds. The coldness of early spring seemed to have passed, and rain actually fell in the sky!
Ye Shaoping's long hair was like ink scattered on his white clothes. He only tied the hair in front with a white belt. At this moment, his whole body exuded an aura as cold as the sword behind him. The gentle and elegant Ye Shaoping disappeared. He
There was endless coldness in his deep eyes, and he said indifferently: "It's going to rain, did you know?"
The middle-aged man couldn't help but be stunned, then pointed at Ye Shaoping with disdain and said fiercely: "Ye Shaoping, you want to stand up for these disciples?"
Ye Shaoping stretched out his hand to touch the falling raindrops, as if he was recalling something, and continued indifferently: "The sons of slaves are also disciples of the Ye family! Since the establishment of the library, it has been stipulated that all slaves' children can enter, and there is no charge for it.
Mr. Guard, don’t you know?”
Ye Shaoping looked majestic, like a Confucian scholar who was full of knowledge and well-versed in righteousness, and his voice was unusually majestic. However, when he glanced in one direction, his expression changed, and he immediately revealed a mysterious smile.
"Ye Shaoping, you are very articulate, so what if you know about it!" the middle-aged man said casually, his eyes sweeping up and down Ye Shaoping like a sword.
"So what!" Ye Shaoping snorted coldly. He didn't move his right arm and pointed his left arm forward. Suddenly, a seven-foot-long spiritual energy shot out from his fingertips. In the eyes of everyone, this spiritual energy was leaving Ye Shaoping's fingertips.
Then it suddenly hit the middle-aged man's chest.
Ye Shaoping's sudden move surprised everyone.
The middle-aged man's reaction was not slow. He opened his clenched fist and struck out with a palm. The invisible energy shot out, ruthlessly shattering Ye Shaoping's spiritual energy. Everything was still not over. The energy flowed towards him like a tide.
It keeps flowing forward.
However, Ye Shaoping's expression was normal and he was not nervous at all. Instead, he looked at the middle-aged man with a slightly mocking look.
Just at the moment when everyone was about to scream in surprise, a sharp explosion suddenly sounded.
A black shadow appeared in front of Ye Shaoping like a ghost, and the violent and abnormal energy also dissipated.
The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, he pulled out the sword from behind in vain, and shot it out. The sword was fierce and thrust out horizontally.
In everyone's shocked eyes, a slender finger clamped the sword cut by the middle-aged man.
At this moment, the middle-aged man felt as if the sword was embedded in the hardest rock, unable to move at all. With a cold snort, the sword suddenly broke.
"Ding.."
In the middle-aged man's wide-open eyes, the half-cut sword shot back with a whoosh, and penetrated his right chest with a pop. The powerful force made him fly backwards uncontrollably. The middle-aged man was originally gloomy.
After seeing the face of the black figure, his face turned as gray as death...
The man's originally flowing long hair slowly fell down, and everyone looked at the sudden figure, and bursts of astonishment rang out.
"Those who abuse their power will be disciplined for three years!" Ye Shaohan looked indifferently at the middle-aged man lying on the ground like a dead dog.
When the other guards who were originally sluggish heard this, their expressions changed slightly, and they bowed their hands to Ye Shaohan extremely respectfully. Then, under the signal from Ye Shaohan's eyes, they helped the middle-aged man on the ground and walked out.
Ye Shaoping leaned forward slightly and said softly: "Master, you took action in time!"
The moment he glanced over, Ye Shaoping noticed Ye Shaohan beside him, which is why he took action unscrupulously!
Compared to the smile on Ye Shaoping's face, the other Ye family disciples around him looked at Ye Shaohan with complicated eyes, showing admiration and envy.
Ye Shaohan's right hand slowly poked out from his sleeve, patted Ye Shaoping's shoulder, and nodded slightly.
Ye Shaoping regained his normal expression, stood quietly beside Ye Shaohan, looked at him, and said secretly: "Boss, you have to seize the opportunity that you finally created, and don't miss it." Ye Shaohan did not let it go.
He is disappointed.
At this time, he put his hands behind his back, showing his expert demeanor, and the whole place immediately fell into deathly silence.
Ye Shaohan's eyes were like real sword rays shooting at the slaves. Wherever his eyes went, none of the slaves dared to look directly at them!
"Raise your heads!" Ye Shaohan's slightly plain voice rang in everyone's ears.
The figures of those servants trembled slightly. After a few moments, several servants slowly raised their heads. Under the leadership of these people, everyone raised their heads one after another, still not daring to look directly into Ye Shaohan's eyes!
"If you want to get ahead in the Ye family, then I can tell you clearly at this moment that you have no hope in this life!"
Ye Shaohan frowned slightly, his long arms trembled slightly, and he suddenly pointed at the dozens of servants at the head. His overwhelming aura made those servants turn pale.
Hearing what Ye Shaohan said, a few people still looked at him with red faces and angry eyes.
For hundreds of years, servility has taken root in the hearts of these slave children. However, at this moment, these slave children can actually look directly into his eyes, which is considered an improvement. Ye Shaohan raised the corner of his mouth and nodded secretly, but his voice remained the same:
"At this moment, you may be unwilling to give in, but remember if a person can't even face himself, how can he get ahead!
Ye Shaohan's sharp eyes swept over the faces of each slave boy, as if a steel knife had been scraped across them, making all the slave boys feel a biting chill.
He ignored these servants. Sometimes too many words would annoy people. Ye Shaohan ignored the angry eyes of the servants around him and walked towards the library.
"Why do you deny their lives? Just relying on your status as an elder may not be enough!"
A gloomy word slowly rang out in the silent crowd. Ye Shaohan paused slightly, and then a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He looked across the crowd and landed on a young man in the crowd.
Staring directly at Ye Shaohan's sword-like gaze, the young man's breathing became extremely heavy and his face turned red. However, he did not avoid Ye Shaohan's gaze. Instead, he looked directly at Ye Shaohan. His dark eyes were full of resentment and indifference.
The people around looked at the young man, and immediately their eyes swept back and forth between Ye Shaohan and the young man.
Joking expressions couldn't help but appear on everyone's faces. This boy turned out to be Ye Shaodong, who was injured by Ye Shaohan a few months ago! "I am Ye Shaohan!" It was only five words, but it was like a cold wind blowing in the cold winter, making the people around him helpless.
Shivered.
At this moment, Ye Shaohan's cold eyes couldn't help but make Ye Shaodong step back a few minutes, with a hint of fear in his dark eyes.
A hint of sarcasm emerged from the corner of Ye Shaohan's mouth. He ignored Ye Shaodong and stepped forward. He would rather spend his time here practicing.
The crowd around him automatically made way for Ye Shaohan, but his expression remained indifferent and his figure slowly disappeared from everyone's sight.
After a long time, a burst of whispers broke out among the surrounding crowd.
Ye Shaohan stood on the stone path with his hands behind his back. He looked up at the huge attic in front of him and couldn't help but shake his head in wonder.
On the plaque of the huge attic, there are three ancient characters of "Collection Pavilion" painted on it, and an invisible energy surrounds it. At the slightly dark yellow plaque, Ye Shaohan felt a shocking sword force.
Intention, the courage to move forward, the unparalleled sword intention.
This pavilion is the most important place of the Ye family. All the martial arts skills collected by the family over hundreds of years are stored here, and these skills are the guarantee of the Ye family's current status.
As the most important place in the family, the defense here is extremely tight, and the library is usually only open to the children of the Ye family on certain days!
The library pavilion is divided into three floors. Viewed from a distance, the entire attic looks extremely majestic.
Each layer corresponds to a different realm and stores different realm classics.
On the first and second floors, yellow-level martial arts are stored. Generally speaking, warriors in the spiritual realm select suitable martial arts to practice on the first floor. However, those warriors with outstanding qualifications will
You choose martial arts on the second level.
The third floor stores Xuan-level martial arts. However, you can only go up to the third floor with the consent of the family head. After all, the value of Xuan-level martial arts is extraordinary.
An old man was sitting beside the library, and Ye Shaohan's arrival had already alarmed him.
The old man raised his eyelids slightly, and a glint of light flashed in his cloudy eyes. The moment he glanced at Ye Shaohan, a hint of admiration flashed in the old man's eyes.
Immediately, his eyelids slowly fell, and the old man's aura suddenly disappeared, just like the green pine trees around him, without the slightest trace of life.
Ye Shaohan's eyes narrowed slightly. The moment the old man glanced at him, his figure trembled slightly and said to himself: "What a terrifying look!"
He looked at the old man thoughtfully, nodded slightly, and then strode toward the library pavilion.