A storm calmed down, and everything that happened in the Realm Palace was spread. What happened back then, the Realm Palace was still standing, and even became stronger. Many people vaguely guessed something.
However, the parties involved were silent about this matter, and no one mentioned it. Tianhe Daozu also stopped asking about foreign affairs. It seemed that he had been greatly hit. Gradually, no one guessed about those things anymore, not to mention, because Tianhe Daozu did not come out. Well, the Realm Palace is the invincible overlord-level existence in the Tianhe Realm.
But now, the majesty of the Jie Palace has been questioned. Qi Xuangang's questioning voice that day is still lingering in the ears. The Jie Palace betrayed Tianhe Daozu completely, and used extremely despicable means to openly cooperate with Tianhe Daozu. Alliance, but secretly cooperated with the Gods to kill all the Tianhe Dao ancestors.
Duan Qing's death was more than deserved. Although he was doing it for the benefit of his family, what about those who died in vain
However, whether you are a successful king or a defeated bandit, even if you know that the Jie Palace is despicable, who dares to say anything as the Jie Palace now stands at the top of the Tianhe Realm.
Presumably, the Realm Palace has also been wary of the existence of Tianhe Daozu.
This time Duan Qing's death, Jie Huang Palace could not do anything.
As time went by, the number of people talking about this matter gradually decreased, and Ye Futian has been practicing on the mountain.
Shen Tongqi contains the meaning of the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams, and has many mysteries. It can even be used to practice formations. For Ye Futian, who is good at all kinds of Taoism, he is indeed very suitable for practicing Shen Tongqi.
Moreover, the Deed of Participation is in line with the Tao of Heaven and Earth, just as people in the Tianhe world want to worship under the sect of the Taoist ancestors of Tianhe. It can bring people closer to forging Tao souls and impacting the realm of human emperors.
With daily practice, Ye Futian's understanding of heaven and earth is getting stronger and stronger, and he vaguely feels that it won't take too long to reach that level. The soul is integrated into the great road of heaven and earth, people and Tao are in harmony, no one has no self, There is no object or form, he is the Tao.
It is a kind of sublimation, so although it seems to be only one step away, it is very difficult to take a step forward.
The 1034th year of the Chinese Calendar is gradually coming to an end, and Ye Futian has been here for almost a year. It has snowed in Tianhe City, and it has been snowing for many days in a row. The vast white snow has covered Tianhe City, making it beautiful.
The mountain where Ye Futian is located has also turned into a snow-capped mountain, and the sky and earth are vast and even more ethereal.
On top of the snow-capped mountains, a vicissitudes of life old man was teaching a woman how to practice. Both of them were very serious.
The two of them are naturally Tianhe Daozu and Xu Pingan. Xu Pingan has made rapid progress in cultivation under the guidance of Tianhe Daozu. Her talent is very outstanding. After all, she has the blood of Tianhe Realm's No. 1 Sword Emperor flowing in her body, so she is naturally suited to the way of swordsmanship. .
Xu Ping'an was practicing his sword in the snow. Tianhe Daozu watched quietly. Gradually, he looked up at the sky and murmured: "It will be fifty years soon."
"Master, what fifty years?" A voice came from behind Tianhe Daozu. A white-haired figure came through the snow, leaving footprints on the mountain. He was all white, as if he had blended into the snow, except for his eyes. , still profound.
Ye Futian walked to Tianhe Daozu and watched Xu Ping'an practice his sword together.
"How is your practice?" Tianhe Daozu did not respond to his words, but asked.
"It shouldn't take too long." Ye Futian said, he had a feeling that he was not far away from enlightenment.
"Well, if you have an epiphany, don't rush to break through the realm, and don't join the Human Emperor for the time being." Tianhe Daozu asked.
"Why?" Ye Futian showed a look of doubt. What does this mean
Let him hit the realm of the Human Emperor, but let him not break through.
"Didn't you ask about fifty years? Something will happen next year." Tianhe Daozu said.
Ye Futian pondered for a moment, then nodded without asking any more questions.
"Futian, how old are you?" Tianhe Daozu suddenly asked out of curiosity.
"This year, I am already fifty." Ye Futian said.
"Exactly fifty?" Tianhe Daozu asked.
"Yes." Ye Futian nodded. Unknowingly, he was fifty. If he were an ordinary person, fifty would already be an old man.
"Is it such a coincidence?" Tianhe Daozu smiled and said nothing more.
"skillful?"
Ye Futian didn't know what Tianhe Daozu was referring to. Tianhe Daozu didn't continue, nor did he ask.
Ye Futian also sat down on the snow next to Tianhe Daozu, watching Ping An practice his sword in front of him.
Although Ping'an is also in the realm of a prince, in Ye Futian's eyes today, Ping'an still looks like a young girl. This is probably a change in his mood. In the past, he regarded princes as unattainable, but he could be the emperor of a small country.
Looking at the prince now, he is already a junior figure. This feeling is hard to explain, but it happens naturally.
In fact, Ye Futian was only fifty years old. In the past, many princes would have been much older than him.
This is a little change in his mood. Although he is only fifty years old, his experiences are far more than those of his peers, and even more exciting than many people who are hundreds of years old.
After fifty years of practice, from the smallest mortal world to the pinnacle of the three thousand realms, the Supreme Realm, every step has been extremely practical and he has experienced a lot. I am afraid that his state of mind is comparable to that of an old man who is hundreds of years old. Guys.
"Come here and see how you practice in peace." Tianhe Daozu said and then stood up and left, leaving Ye Futian here.
Ye Futian nodded slightly, his eyes still on Ping An. Watching her practice swordsmanship, his eyes were gentle, as if he were looking at his juniors. Ping An was indeed his junior. He also knew that Teacher, he had deep feelings for Ping An's family. Guilty, the only bloodline of the first sword emperor in the Tianhe Realm back then was Ping An.
Snowflakes were flying all over the sky. Although the sword energy had a chilling meaning, Ye Futian still felt the aesthetic meaning. As he practiced his sword in the snow, pieces of snowflakes flew and shattered under the sword. Ye Futian looked at it and fell into a distant world. in memory.
He remembered what happened when he was young. The snowflakes in the sky seemed to pull his thoughts back to decades ago. When he was still a boy, he practiced in Qingzhou Academy, where he had the rest of his life, Jie Yu, and Qin Yi. Senior sister and teacher Hua Fengliu.
That time was very difficult at the time, but looking back now, it seems beautiful.
He thought of Donghai City again, of Cangye Kingdom, of Eastern Wasteland, the Book Mountain, and the Thatched Cottage.
Yi Xiang, Ye Tianzi, teacher Mr. Du, senior brothers and sisters, one after another, figures flashed through my mind, forming scenes of memories. These memories are all imprinted in my mind and have never been forgotten. Looking back now, it feels like it happened yesterday It's so beautiful.
At this time, Ye Futian was very relaxed. He had never been more relaxed than before. He had never been like this since he entered the Supreme Realm, because he was burdened with a lot and experienced a lot. Even this year, he witnessed his teacher with his own eyes. Being taken away by others, you can imagine what kind of mark it left on your heart.
Although he was silent at the time, only he knew his inner feelings.
The wind was blowing, and snowflakes were falling on Ye Futian's body. He was still watching Ping An practice his sword, as if it was right in front of him, but it seemed very blurry.
Gradually, Ping An's figure seemed to be getting further and further away, no longer in front of him, his consciousness seemed to drift to a distant place, it seemed that he was no longer where he was, but above the sky.
His consciousness turned into wind and snowflakes, flying all over the sky. He not only saw peace, but also the entire snow-capped mountains, and then he saw the endless white snow-capped mountains. Everything was in his sight.
The snow fell heavier and heavier, and the falling snowflakes were like goose feathers. After an unknown amount of time, the sword finally stopped, the sword intention dissipated, and Ping An stopped practicing. Previously, due to the existence of the sword energy, the snowflakes could not stay on her body, but the sword stopped After that, the snow also fell on her body.
Ping An stretched out her hand, and a piece of white snow fell on her palm. A bright smile appeared on her face. She was extremely beautiful. It was pure beauty, like flawless jasper.
"What's wrong, uncle?"
Ping An looked forward with a look of doubt, and saw Ye Futian's entire body covered in white snow, sitting there quietly like a snowman. His breathing was even, except that the heat brought by his breathing would melt the snowflakes. , other parts of the body are covered with snow.
When Ping An saw that she stopped practicing and Ye Futian still didn't respond, he couldn't help but show a strange expression. Could it be that his uncle was also practicing
Thinking of this, Ping An didn't bother Ye Futian, worried about interrupting Ye Futian's practice.
At this moment, a gust of wind blew up from the snow-capped mountains. The wind blew and snowflakes were flying all over the sky. The snow on Ye Futian's body also danced and left his body.
The wind blew on Ping An's body, and her body trembled slightly, as if she felt something, but she couldn't grasp it. The feeling was extremely wonderful.
"What's this?"
Ping An murmured, and the wind blew by. Ye Futian opened his eyes and stood up, with a smile in his eyes.
"Uncle Master, you're awake." Ping An said.
"Yes." Ye Futian nodded and said, "Ping'an, I have also practiced kendo, so I will give you some of my insights on kendo over the years. It may be helpful to you."
"Okay." Ping An nodded slightly. Uncle Master, do you want to teach him the way of swordsmanship
Her uncle had taught her some things before, but he didn't teach her like this.
At this moment, Ye Futian's eyes became extremely bright, as if there was a sword intent lingering around him.
"Don't resist." Ye Futian said, looking at Ping An, and then Ping An felt the divine thoughts entering her mind directly. She saw a sword, and then saw countless swords, the sword of the avenue, each one The swords all seemed to contain the essence of the Great Dao.
For a moment, her mind seemed to be wrapped in a sword, and only the sword remained in the whole world, entering the world of swords.
Ye Futian quickly retracted his gaze and his eyes became calm. The insights he gained from sword practice over the years were directly imprinted into Ping An's mind in a unique way. How to practice swords depends on Ping An himself.
Ye Futian turned around and walked away on the white snow, the snowflakes still falling down and falling on him.
Pingan was still standing there, as if he had fallen into a still state, with the sword energy on his body flowing continuously. After a long time, the sword energy surged upwards, and Xu Pingan broke through!
(End of chapter)