Finally, the son was moved by his father and told the truth.
Ye Tianwu is not without merit, and he also has his own strengths.
He also mastered the two secret techniques of Immortal Qin, which made up for the shortcomings of the four-phase combination and lack of power.
Ye Jiangchuan nodded, he should be stable now.
However, Ye Jiangchuan continued to train his son.
Prepare for war with all your strength.
Time flew by and it was soon time for the conference.
A monk came to inform you!
"Ancestor of the Ye family, the time has come and the conference is about to begin.
Ancestor, we are on our way!"
Basically, no one is optimistic about Ye Tianwu.
Ye Tianwu was confident this time, he was going to fight.
Ye Jiangchuan asked: "Wait a minute, how many ninth-level magic weapons do you have?"
Ye Tianwu replied: "Dad, a ninth-level magic weapon?
I am the Heavenly Master, and I don’t have any of them..."
Ye Jiangchuan thought for a while and took off his robe.
The feather robe of Wuwu returns to Yuantian, the clear and unashamed armor of Wu Chang, the five-element Xuanwei jade pivot robe, the purple gold boots for walking in the sky, the vast and extinct white jade crown...
This is really well-armed.
But Ye Tianwu could only activate three ninth-level magic weapons.
There was no use in using more, so Ye Jiangchuan still prepared something for him.
The Great Five Elements Xuanwei Jade Pivot Robe, the feather robe that returns to Yuantian without any shame, the clear and impermanent armor, the purple gold brick that beats the gods and annihilates the immortals, the purple gold boots that walk across the sky and the world, the vast white jade crown that annihilates the world. Demarcate the boundaries, divide the sky, and anchor the sea...
The ninth-level magic weapon was also available, but Ye Jiangchuan was still uneasy and gave the Great Miracle Card: Ultimate Smash to his son.
Ye Tian's eyebrows were dancing and he was high-spirited, and he was about to go out to attend the conference.
Ye Jiangchuan hit him on the neck and cursed:
"What kind of attitude is this?"
"Ah, dad?"
"What kind of attitude do you have, you're in mourning! People who are going to die, you're going to be in mourning, you're weak, let them fight..."
Ye Tian's ecstatic expression gradually disappeared, turning into the image of a depressed passerby. At a glance, he knew that he would not live long and was dead.
"Remember, we are here to trick people into attacking Jiuyou.
Don't rush to take action first, wait until everyone is almost dead, and then take action finally."
"Well, Dad, I understand!"
"Be cunning, but once you take action, you will hit crazily and never stop.
Finally, pay attention to the opponent’s veteran tenth level, there must be countless resurrection methods, and be prepared for a protracted war!”
"Dad, I understand!"
"Don't worry, you will fight to the death on stage and I will watch over you. No one in the audience will affect you."
"Well, Dad, I understand!"
At this point, Ye Tianwu appeared, and Ye Jiangchuan followed behind him, changing quietly and following silently.
However, no one cares about it. In such a conference, any fool knows that Jiuyou Patriarch must be the winner, and the other eight Heavenly Lords are just the cornerstones.
Either for firewood or materials, there is basically no possibility for them to win.
Ye Tianwu soon came to a square.
The place is crowded with countless monks, most of whom are from the Zhen Yang Tian Wu Sect, and there are also many monks who are observing the ceremony, such as the Sword God.
Here, the venue, which was supposed to be in good order, was in a kind of primitive chaos, with an inexplicable aura of ancient barbarism.
This is what the Zhenyang Tianwu Sect is like, and its nature is like this.
When Ye Jiangchuan arrived, he immediately blended into the crowd, and no one paid any attention.
Ye Jiangchuan looked into the distance. There was a platform in the void. Ye Tianwu came here and stood on the rooftop.
In addition to Ye Tianwu, there were five other people, all of whom were deities, either majestic or handsome, but only Ye Tianwu had a look of decline and despair on his face, and one look at him told him that he had given up hope.
Ye Jiangchuan was watching, and suddenly someone said in his ear:
"Looking so much like you, he can't be your son, right?"
This voice is very familiar to Ye Jiangchuan, the Sword God.
At some point, he came to Ye Jiangchuan and looked at Ye Tianwu in the sky with interest.
Ye Jiangchuan said speechlessly: "I have met my senior. This boy is indeed my son, but he has not been taught for many years and has no way to teach him."
The sword god laughed and said, "He is really your son!"
"Unlucky boy!"
Ye Jiangchuan was speechless. He could say whatever he wanted. He didn't dare to offend him at this time. Don't ruin his son's good deeds.
"Hey, that's not right!"
The sword god said suddenly.
He looked at Ye Jiangchuan, as if checking something, and said:
"You kid, you really have a bad life.
Have you never been here to see your son in all these years?"
Ye Jiangchuan was stunned and said: "Indeed, every time we set out, something must happen, and in the end it was delayed until now."
"Don't move. Let me take a look at your bloodline. This kid's mother should be related to you, right?"
After speaking, the sword god touched Ye Jiangchuan.
Ye Jiangchuan gritted his teeth and did not move.
Ever since they met the Sword God, he has always kept his word and been aboveboard, unlike Donghuang Taiyi, who has been playing chess and plotting against himself since he was a young fifth-level man.
Touching Ye Jiangchuan gently, the sword god smiled. This boy still believed in himself.
"Hahaha, you call this Qi Luck Body Protection.
In the past, if you weren't already this powerful, why did you still care about your son? I think you are seeking your own death."
Ye Jiangchuan frowned, clasped his fists and said, "Senior, please give me some advice!"
"Your son, as well as your consciousness, have the blood of Zhenyang Witch Ancestor Jing Yuehua!"
"Zhen Yang Wuzu Jing Yuehua? What?"
"Their Zhen Yang Tian Wu Sect is the oldest witch sect and one of the ten great sects. It dominates the world by overwhelming the other eight witch sects.
In such a powerful witch sect, dozens of tenth-level True Yang witch ancestors were born, but why are there only seven of them now? It's because they are in internal strife.
Their internal strife is ridiculous to say the least, but it is clearly a fight between men and women.
They have different understandings of the so-called True Yang Celestial Witch. In fact, in the earliest times, True Yang was male and Celestial Witch was female.
However, later generations were dissatisfied with each other and wanted to have the name of True Yang Heavenly Witch at the same time.
When it gets fierce, men and women divide themselves into groups and punch each other.
In the last battle, many witch ancestors died, and the sect was almost wiped out.
The True Yang Witch Ancestors, the tenth-level immortals, were resurrected one after another.
Because the family was almost wiped out at that time, it was suppressed by the combination of white witches and black witches. It was only thanks to the protection of the Pure Land Zen Sect that it survived.
Later, the witch ancestors returned one after another, and this was the time of revival, and the struggle between men and women was no longer so obvious.
But they, the True Yang Witch Ancestors, forced other resurrected True Yang Witch Ancestors to transform into men.
Many of the True Yang Witch Ancestors have transformed into men, and there are also many female True Yang Witch Ancestors who have gathered together to establish the Fragrance Interpretation Sect!
Among all the people, only Zhenyang Witch Ancestor Jing Yuehua would rather die than surrender. She had to return to the Zhenyang Tianwu Sect.
She has been reincarnated again and again, using various means and various deaths. She has been reincarnated hundreds of times in a row. Her persistence and hard work have shocked the world.
Fenfang Jieyu Sect strongly supported her, and Zhenyang Tianwu Sect also promised not to plot against her again, but she still died time and time again."
Ye Jiangchuan was stunned. He never expected that Ye Jiangjing had such a powerful background.
I must be considered innately vigilant, so I never came here once, otherwise the Dharma Spirit God would have died inexplicably when he came here.
"The reincarnation of Jing Yue Hua is very easy to identify. No matter who she is reincarnated into, her name will definitely contain one of the three characters Jing Yue Hua."
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"Ye Jiangjing..."
Ye Jiangchuan said speechlessly.
The sword god looked at Ye Tianwu and said:
"It seems that this so-called conference is just for your son.
Jiuyou Candlelight, this shameless old thing, wants to seize Jing Yuehua’s bloodline in this life and strengthen himself!"