"Is this sword the giant's sword?" Hearing this, Ye Fan nodded, paused for a while, and then spoke again, "Does the giant have a name?"
"Yes, but there is no record in the biography. It just says that he was once a wise and brave emperor. However, in the later years, the giant's lover encountered an assassin, and the giant lost his mind. He studied the art of resurrection and created terrifying weapons.
, collected the lives of the entire empire in exchange for the resurrection of his lover, but unfortunately he failed, and he gained eternal life as a result."
The old man replied with a bit of regret, "Eternal life did not make the giant sober, but made him even crazier. After being suppressed for three thousand years, he escaped from trouble. He still refused to give up and wanted to start his original crazy plan again. Fortunately, the King of Humans appeared, and this time
That’s why I stopped him.”
"In fact, it stands to reason that he was born three thousand years earlier than the King of Humans. He is proficient in physical skills, swordsmanship, and beast control. He is close to perfection in all aspects. He may be the earliest cultivator of the perfect Tao. If he is willing, he may be able to establish a true Taoist cultivator long ago.
The giant empire."
"The earliest cultivator of the Perfect Tao?" Hearing this, Ye Fan was slightly surprised, "Has anyone really cultivated the Perfect Tao?"
"Since there is the title of Perfect Tao, it is natural that someone has cultivated it." The old man nodded, "If this were not the case, the Human King would not have lost nine out of nine battles. Even if he defeated him, the Human King would still respect him very much.
, his biography contains the most descriptions of this giant."
"Then the origin of this sword is really extraordinary." After hearing this, Ye Fan looked at the black sword in his hand with a hint of thought, "So, is there anyone in the Mingxin Sect who has a biography written by the king himself?"
"Yes, the Mingxin Sect can be regarded as a legacy from the time when King Ren was preaching." The old man replied, with a smile on his face when he said this, "If you want to know more about it, you can borrow it by yourself after entering the sect."
"However, after all, it is a biography of a human king. If you want to borrow it, I'm afraid there are some prerequisites."
"Oh?" Hearing this, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, "So, the old man is willing to lend a favor."
"It's not a favor. As I said before, since my little friend holds this weapon, he is naturally destined to our sect." The old man replied, stood up, and looked at Wu Jingtian, who was holding the horse beside him, "But
This warrior may not be able to enter."
"I am also related to the noble sect!" Wu Jingtian was a little worried when he heard this, and immediately said, "I am a descendant of the Overlord!"
"Queen of the Overlord?" These words made the old man frown, but he quickly nodded, "The Overlord originally studied in our sect, and later served as a mentor for a period of time."
"Since you are his descendant, you must be destined."
After saying this, the old man stopped staying and walked outside.
"Is it really destined?" Wu Jingtian was stunned. He didn't have so many origins to talk about like Ye Fan. When he opened his mouth, the only thing he thought of was his ancestors many years ago. But he didn't expect that he would actually give it to this old man.
It should come down.
"My ancestor was a mentor in Mingxin Sect before?" Wu Jingtian scratched his head and looked at Ye Fan with some confusion, "Why didn't I know?"
"Mingxin Sect is a hidden sect and does not allow others to talk nonsense everywhere, even the instructor." Ye Fan opened his mouth, but thought of something, with a smile in his eyes, "Don't be surprised.
Most of the mentors in Mingxin Sect have quite a lot of backgrounds."
"My ancestors were all mentors there, so their mentors must have extraordinary backgrounds." After hearing this, Wu Jingtian replied, followed Ye Fan for a few steps, but seemed to suddenly react, "God.
, you brought me here because you know that my ancestor was a mentor in Mingxin Sect, so this old man will definitely accept me."
Hearing this, Ye Fan just looked at Wu Jingtian and showed a meaningful smile.
"you guess."
…
Soon, under the leadership of the old man, the three of them left Chaoxin City and Qianli Plain. In not much time, the group came to a seemingly unremarkable forest.
The forest was wide and there was a road in between. The old man took Ye Fan and Wu Jingtian to shuttle through the forest, walking a weird route, and after making many twists and turns, suddenly, a high mountain appeared.
There are caves in the mountains, as if they were dug by humans. The old man stopped in front of the cave and did not continue moving forward. Instead, he turned to Ye Fan and said, "My little friend, walk straight in from the cave. When you walk out of the cave, you will reach Ming Dynasty."
Heart Sect."
"There will be someone there to guide you, and there will be an entrance examination. If you pass the examination, the two of you can practice in the Mingxin Sect."
"Understood." Ye Fan had been to Mingxin Sect in his previous life. Naturally, he didn't show much emotion towards this kind of sect. He stepped into the cave, but Wu Jingtian looked at the cave that seemed to have no end.
curious.
The two of them entered the cave in tandem, and the old man lagged behind and stopped in front of the high mountain with a strange expression.
"The swordsmanship you practice is extremely righteous, but the sword you can hold is extremely evil..."
After saying a few words, the old man seemed a little confused, shook his head, and returned the way he came.
"How can an unhealthy sword be used with extremely upright swordsmanship to match like this?"
"It's really weird."
…
"God, how long are we ahead?" In the cave, after walking for an unknown amount of time, the road ahead was still dark, and the depressing atmosphere made Wu Jingtian unable to help but speak.
"I don't know either." Ye Fan shook his head, "This road is called Wuya Road, which means endless road."
"A road with no end?" Hearing this, Wu Jingtian had a headache, "How long will it take to walk? If I don't want to go halfway, can I go back?"
"You can see how to go back." Ye Fan just said calmly.
Hearing this, Wu Jingtian immediately turned his head, but at a glance, he couldn't see the end.
"this……"
"Okay, we're here now, don't think so much." Ye Fan said at this time, "This road is sometimes long and sometimes short, just walk."
Wu Jingtian was still a little frightened, but after hearing what Ye Fan said, he nodded and turned around. The next moment, the dark area in front of him suddenly lit up. It was just light, and he couldn't see anything outside the cave.
"God, we're here, we're here." Looking at the light appearing in front of him, Wu Jingtian said quickly.
"I saw it." Ye Fan nodded, took steps forward, and Wu Jingtian followed closely behind. Not long after, they had reached the end.
At this time, it was still impossible to see anything outside the cave. Ye Fan did not pause and took a step forward. With this step, the world suddenly changed. The dark cave seemed to dissipate. A room appeared. At this moment, they were already standing.
in the room.
"For many years, no one has been able to walk the endless road so peacefully."
Before Ye Fan could react, an old voice rang out.
Ye Fan heard the sound and turned around to look. On the other side of the room, there was a table. Behind the table, two old men were sitting quietly, one man and one woman. The old man on the left was wearing linen clothes, and the old man on the right was wearing long clothes.
Although both of them are old, they are sitting there like a big mountain, with a somewhat oppressive aura.
The one who spoke was the old man on the left. He looked at Ye Fan and leaned over. He didn't smile at all, but asked with a hint of seriousness: "Little friend, have you ever been to Mingxin Sect?"
"I have never been here." Ye Fan replied, his tone was neither humble nor arrogant, "An old friend of my family has been here before and left me some instructions."
"Old friend?" Hearing this, the old man frowned, "Which old friend?"
"The ancestor of the family, Ye Zhantian." Ye Fan said. At this moment, he would naturally not hesitate to pull out the big flag.
"Ye Zhantian." This name was obviously powerful, and the old man's face changed obviously. He subconsciously glanced at the old woman next to him, but there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes.
"Didn't your ancestors once say that all Xinzong people are just trying to gain fame?"
"When I asked him to enter school, he smashed the Yangxin Hall and left in just three days. Why did he let you come again after more than 20 years?"
"Well..." This time, Ye Fan was a little silent. Obviously, he didn't expect such a thing.
But Ye Fan was an old man after all, so he just hesitated a little and then spoke with a smile.
"My ancestor was impulsive, so he smashed the palace and left. Later, when he recalled it, he felt that he had missed the opportunity, so he left some instructions for future generations to find. By the way, he also asked future generations to apologize to all the seniors for his impulsive behavior."
"He will say sorry?" The old man was a little surprised, but after taking a look at Ye Fan, he found that his expression was sincere, and he did not doubt too much, and a smile appeared on his face.
"This boy Zhantian will indeed grow up." The old man seemed to be somewhat comforted. He nodded and looked at the old woman beside him. "Since we are old friends, let's put him in Yunyu's class."
Bar."
"Shan." The old woman nodded and spoke for the first time. She looked at Ye Fan with a strange look, "What's your name? Your ancestor is still alive today."
"After so many years, he should be the first-class king-conferring warrior in the human race."
"Senior Hui, my name is Ye Fan." Ye Fan replied, paused slightly, "The ancestor... was killed by a traitor more than ten years ago and fell in the battle of Windward City."
"Falled?" Upon hearing this, the old woman seemed to be startled. She slammed the table and spoke again, but her voice was trembling.