Ye Xiangyang felt very miserable. The black tripod forced him to choose the useless bead. If he had chosen the basin-sized black crystal stone, he might have been able to improve his mystical power by three or four realms.
Now, the mysterious little tripod forcibly swallowed the bead, and apart from the false reputation of the treasure, it got nothing, and it took the blame for someone else.
"Fuck, the benefits I deserved were swallowed up by that shabby little tripod."
The small tripod was flashing black and yellow light in his palm, like the stars in the deep night sky.
Whoosh, the small black tripod disappeared from his palm.
"Oh my god, Xiao Ding is not a worry at all. I don't know where on my body it has entered."
He walked out of the treasure room with some disinterest. Not only did he not get the treasure, but he also had to take the blame for someone else. Anyone would feel bad if that happened to them.
The elder smiled, his beard and hair as white as frost showing his flesh. He asked kindly, "Child, what treasure did you choose?"
Ye Xiangyang couldn't say with a bitter face that he didn't get the treasure. How could the beads inside the treasure disappear? If the elder asked, it would be a tangled matter.
Can he say: "Did the little black cauldron eat the bead? The little black cauldron ate it. Where was the little black cauldron? Did it disappear?"
Anyone who hears this would think it’s a big lie, even ghosts wouldn’t believe it
"I chose the khaki beads in the ice jade box."
The elder laughed loudly and gave a thumbs up: "Great, really great, boy, I really admire you. You took away the best weapon of the Ye family, the most advanced skills, and the best treasure. You really have a good eye."
Hearing the great elder's praise, Ye Xiangyang wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. I didn't take the best treasure, it was swallowed up by my little tripod.
Oh my god, he is so depressed that he can’t even talk about it.
Don't panic, what? The best treasure of the Ye family, it is priceless, oh, how much is it? My precious pearl.
Ye Xiangyang felt even more heartbroken. The Xuanwu coins disappeared without a trace, and he didn't even see their shadow.
At Ye Xingyue's home, father and his two sons sat together.
Ye Xingyue's face was so solemn that water seemed to drip from it, and his eyes were ferocious and fierce.
"It's so damn abominable. My father actually made Ye Xiangyang the most core disciple of the Ye family. The resources he receives every month are exactly the same as those of his three brothers. The most important thing is that the most core disciple of the Ye family is synonymous with the next head of the family."
"After my father's death, the five elders and the four leaders of the Mystic Group will definitely make Ye Xiangyang the head of the Ye family. Others may not know, but I know that the head of the family will not live long. The Thousand Day Death Toxin has been in his body for more than 700 days, and there are less than 300 days left."
"I have made countless plans and used every possible means, all for the position of Patriarch. Who could have thought that a rookie would suddenly appear and block my path to Patriarch. How could I let my endless efforts go to waste?"
Ye Xiangti looked at his father and knew that his father was not at peace. His father only wanted to become the head of the family. Now Ye Xiangyang was the most core member of the generation. As long as his grandfather died, Ye Xiangyang would immediately become the head of the Ye family.
"Dad, you don't need to worry. A dead genius is just a stinking corpse. He is no longer a genius. As long as we do it secretly and no one can find any clues, everything is still in your hands!"
Ye Xingyue's face was ferocious, and his fists were clenched so tightly that they made a crackling sound. "If that's the case, then let him disappear."
"Kid, you asked for this, you can't blame anyone else!"
At night, the stars still twinkle.
Ye Xiangyang sat cross-legged in his own courtyard, with his five hearts facing the sky, his eyes looking at his nose, his nose asking his mouth, and his mouth asking the sky, and began to practice.
Strands of mysterious energy, like silk or spider silk, flowed slowly along his palms, soles, seven orifices, and purple palace, into his body. Strands of starlight from the sky sprinkled down onto the tortoise shell patterns on his body that were covered in orange light.
At this moment, Ye Xiangyang felt a deep sigh coming from the depths of his mind. The sound carried a distant and vast feeling from the infinite ancient times, and carried a vague and ethereal breath.
"The sky and the earth are already vast, and the stars are measured in ten thousand years. Suddenly I wake up and wonder where I am. One hundred thousand years have passed and everything has changed."
A large azure turtle appeared in my mind, chanting this poem.
"After a reincarnation that happens once every 100,000 years, I, the Heavenly Martial Divine Turtle, have finally woken up again."
What? Hearing the words of the divine tortoise, Ye Xiangyang, who was practicing, was stunned. A reincarnation of 100,000 years meant that this tortoise had lived for 100,000 years. That was impossible. Although the lifespan of a tortoise was long, it was not possible for it to live for 100,000 years.
"Humph, you young brat, who are you calling a turtle? I am the Heavenly Martial Divine Turtle, one of the Black Tortoise Divine Beasts. Do you know that? The Heavenly Martial Divine Turtle!"
Ye Xiangyang was even more surprised: Can he hear my thoughts? Tianwu Divine Turtle, it's just a nicer name, isn't it still a turtle
"You little bastard, you still treat me like a turtle, I will teach you a lesson."
The old man who looked like a sky-blue turtle seemed to be really unhappy. The turtle stretched out its claws and grabbed something, as if it had grabbed something. Ye Xiangyang suddenly felt unbearable pain all over his body.
All over his body, inside and out, every part of his body was torn apart by pain, excruciating pain, pain that penetrated his bones, making him want to neither live nor die. Ye Xiangyang was extremely stubborn and could not bear it: "Oh, senior, please forgive me, please forgive me, I will never say you are a turtle again, okay?"
"Humph," the Tianwu Divine Turtle snorted coldly, "Let me tell you, kid, I have lived through ten reincarnations, each of which lasts 100,000 years, which means I have lived for a million years. You should be more respectful to an old man."
Ye Xiangyang was shocked. He had heard of century-long dynasties, thousand-year-old families, and ten-thousand-year-old sects, but he had never heard of anyone who could survive for more than a million years.
A million years is a length of time that is beyond my imagination. I don’t know if there will be anyone living on the mainland during a million years.
"Senior, you won't die?" Ye Xiangyang asked expectantly.
The Tianwu Divine Turtle hesitated for a moment, then nodded, looking very proud and said, "Yes, I will not die."
Ye Xiangyang thought: Could this be immortality? Is this how immortality comes
"Ouch," Ye Xiangyang immediately felt a tearing pain all over his body and could not help but scream.
"Good boy, you dare to call me an old immortal, how rude." The Tianwu Divine Turtle said angrily.
Ye Xiangyang looked miserable and begged for mercy again: "Senior, please forgive me. What should I call you then?"
"Just call me Tianwu."
"Tianwu, what are you doing in my mind? Is it Xiaoding's doing?" Ye Xiangyang asked.
Tianwu held his head high, looking down on Ye Xiangyang: "You ignorant boy, that tripod is a divine weapon, called the Black Tortoise Nine-cornered Tripod, not the small black tripod. Do you know what a divine weapon is?"
"Xuanwu, I know you are arrogant, why don't you just take the dirty black tripod and show off to others. I finally got a bead, but it was eaten by the little tripod. Give me back my bead, and you can show off wherever you want."
puff-
The Tianwu Divine Turtle was so angry that he let out a long breath: "Oh my god, this is a top-grade heavenly treasure. It's not what you call majestic. The Xuanwu Nine-Cornered Cauldron automatically recognized you as its master. I am the spirit of the Xuanwu Nine-Cornered Cauldron. I can't leave even if I want to."
"You can't leave? The Black Tortoise Nine-Cornered Cauldron recognizes me as its master? Doesn't this mean that I am also your master?" Ye Xiangyang seemed to have figured out the key. "How about this, if you give me my beads, I will let you follow me, okay?"