Donghai Academy, since Ziwei Palace unified the academy, Donghai Academy has been firmly controlled by Ziwei Palace.
But as the best place for cultivation in Donghai Palace, the younger generations from all over Donghai Palace will still gather here to practice.
In the academy, young men and women are full of vitality, and many people are also talking about the affairs of the Nandou family. Their Donghai City actually has a prince, which makes the younger generations of the academy yearn for it.
At this time, a group of figures with extraordinary temperament appeared outside the Donghai Academy. They walked into the academy, and they were none other than Ye Futian and his party.
Ye Futian, Hua Jieyu, Yu Sheng, Yi Qingxuan, Tang Wan and others walked in front. When they stepped into this familiar place, they felt that things were different and people were different. They were still practicing here two years ago, but they seemed to have passed away. It’s been a long, long time, and it’s even a bit strange.
Yi Xiang, Hua Fengliu, Nandou Wenyin and Tang Lan were also filled with emotions. They were also part of Donghai Academy. Yi Xiang was also the master of Wuqu Palace. Hua Fengliu and Nandou Wenyin once practiced in Ziwei Palace. Tang Lan practiced in Wuqu Palace.
But is the Donghai Academy of today still the Donghai Academy of the past
The temperament of Ye Futian and others was so outstanding that they instantly attracted the attention of the academy disciples.
Especially the two people at the front, Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu, their looks are too demonic. These people must not be disciples of Donghai Academy.
At this time, a disciple of about eighteen years old came over. When he saw Ye Futian, Hua Jieyu and others, his eyes instantly froze.
"Ye Futian, Hua Jieyu." He stopped and murmured: "Palace Master Yi."
Then, he suddenly turned around and ran towards the distance. In an instant, the news of the return of Ye Futian, Hua Jieyu and others caused a shock in Donghai Academy. Even the young people's hearts trembled after knowing their identities. Is this the group of people who once caused uproar in Nan Dou Kingdom? They walked out of Donghai Academy.
After a while, some elders arrived. Seeing Yi Xiang, Hua Fengliu and others, they took a deep breath.
"Yixiang." someone shouted.
"Where is Yan Shao?" Yi Xiang asked bluntly.
"What are you doing back here?" someone asked.
"Let's go to Ziwei Palace." Ye Futian said coldly, and the group continued to move forward.
When they arrived in front of Ziwei Palace, many disciples had already come down the mountain and looked at Ye Futian and the others with indifferent eyes. Of course, there was also a hint of vigilance.
"Where is Yan Shao?" Ye Futian asked: "Is my master buried in Ziwei Palace?"
At the beginning, he had warned Yan Shao that his master would be buried in Ziwei Palace, otherwise he would be buried with him in Ziwei Palace.
"Ziwei Palace is not a cemetery." Someone said coldly.
"So, my master is not buried in Ziwei Palace?" Ye Futian's tone became colder, and he stepped forward and walked out.
"Ye Futian, Nan Doutai has entered the realm of princes. I advise you to leave." One person said.
"Nan Doutai, a prince?" Ye Futian sneered. He looked at Yi Xiang and said, "The master's death was directly forced to death by Hua Xiang and Nan Doutai, right?"
"Yes." Yi Xiang nodded.
"Okay, Nan Doutai will be buried with him." Ye Futian said lightly, and the strong man in Ziwei Palace trembled in his heart.
Yi Xiang took a step forward, and a tyrannical pressure spread out. He looked at the people in Ziwei Palace: "Where is Mr. Qin buried?"
Feeling Yi Xiang's pressure, the people in Ziwei Palace turned pale, but still did not speak.
"Bang." Yi Xiang took a step forward and punched out. In an instant, the shadow of the fist was thousands of times heavy. The expressions of the people in front changed drastically. They wanted to resist, but they only heard loud rumbling sounds, and figures one after another. They were directly knocked away, vomiting blood, their faces turned pale, and they stared at Yi Xiang. The master of Wuqu Palace, Yi Xiang, was getting stronger and stronger.
"Where?" Yi Xiang stepped forward.
"After Mr. Qin died, Ziwei Palace discussed how to bury him. Ziwei Palace is a place of cultivation, so it was naturally impossible to bury people, so they cremated Mr. Qin's body and placed his ashes in the place where he once lived in Ziwei Palace. It’s not an insult to him.” One person said.
"Ashes." Ye Futian smiled, and his smile was a little sad. He flashed and stepped into the void. Hua Jieyu followed him, heading towards the place where Hua Jieyu once lived, and where Mr. Qin lived.
When they came to Qin Lao's former residence, there were a lot of weeds here. No one took care of the dilapidated courtyard. It was even closed and no one took care of it.
There is an urn in the old house where Mr. Qin lives.
Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu stood in front of the urn, feeling a little sad in their hearts.
Tears fell from Hua Jieyu's beautiful eyes and she whispered, "Master."
Ye Futian's eyes were also slightly red. He still remembered when Mr. Qin taught him how to play the piano here. The kind old man had such a kind smile.
When he got up early that morning, the old man saw him making peace with each other and wished that they would always love each other like teenagers.
He thought again of the chaos of the Nandou family. Although the old man was in his twilight years, his sonorous music and his character would last forever, but after his death, he was placed here alone.
Thinking of this, Ye Futian only felt sad.
On the Ziwei Palace, the old man was lying here quietly. I am afraid that the disciples of Donghai Academy have never known the existence of such a person.
Ye Futian knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the dusty urn. His head hit the ground and made a crisp sound.
Hua Jieyu knelt down in tears and kowtowed to the old man.
Then Hua Fengliu and Nandou Wenyin stepped forward and knelt down. This was their teacher.
"Master, you like Ziwei Palace, I will let you stay here. Although you like to be quiet, Futian doesn't want you to be so lonely after leaving, so I will do something. Master, please don't blame me. "Ye Futian raised his head and looked at the old man's urn.
"Donghai Academy should not forget such a senior." Yi Xiang also supported Ye Futian. Although Mr. Qin didn't want fame, otherwise he wouldn't have studied Qin Dao alone in Ziwei Palace, but they couldn't bear to see it. It was still so desolate after the old man left.
"Yes." Ye Futian nodded, then stood up and walked out, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
I saw his body soaring towards the center of Ziwei Palace, with Yinxue Guard following behind. The group arrived at the glorious Ziwei Palace. There was a straight staircase passage below, leading all the way to Ziwei Palace. Under the micro palace.
"Ye Futian, you are so impudent." Seeing Ye Futian being so rude, many people from Ziwei Palace came to scold him coldly.
"I'll give you half an hour to all get lost. After today, Ziwei Palace will no longer exist." Ye Futian said coldly, his voice reaching into the distance, making countless people's hearts tremble.
Once, when Ye Futian was young, he blocked the door of Ziwei Palace and sang a general's order, making people witness his peerless grace.
Today, he stood on Ziwei Palace and announced that after today, there will be no more Ziwei Palace.
"Arrogant." A strong man in the heaven realm stepped out, but saw Yin Jiu glance at him. The ice will of the prince level bloomed. With just one glance, the body of the strong man in the heaven realm stopped in the void. , and then, the surrounding ice and snow covered his body, turning into an ice sculpture, and just stopped in mid-air.
A crisp sound came out, the ice sculpture exploded, and the body was shattered directly.
For just a moment, all the figures in Ziwei Palace had their eyes fixed and their faces turned pale.
The nine powerful men stood behind Ye Futian, and an extremely terrifying chill filled the air. It was the aura of the princes, the nine princes.
"Frozen Ziwei Palace." Ye Futian said coldly, and the nine princes stepped out and walked to different directions. An extreme cold enveloped the entire Ziwei Palace. Snow fell between the sky and the earth, and every snowflake was revealed. A bone-chilling chill.
Snowflakes fell on the bodies of the strong men in Ziwei Palace, and they felt cold to the bone.
Soon, it started to snow in Ziwei Palace, and the sky was filled with heavy snow.
"It's so cold." The disciples of Ziwei Palace were all shivering. Even those who were practicing were so cold that they stopped and then walked out.
Then, the powerful men from Ziwei Palace came down the mountain one after another.
"Go to the Nandou Family and inform the palace master." Someone said, the snow was getting heavier and heavier, and it was getting colder and colder.
Under Ziwei Palace, disciples from Donghai Academy came in one after another. They looked up at the snowflakes falling all over Ziwei Palace, and they all felt a terrible chill.
Gradually, Ziwei Palace seemed to be covered with a layer of silver, becoming crystal clear.
"This..." The disciples of Donghai Academy looked horrified.
Is this going to freeze Ziwei Palace
crazy!
Ye Futian stood on the top of Ziwei Palace. Around his body, endless ice and snow danced, turning into a snowman. Then, he used spiritual energy as a sword to carve in the ice and snow.
He closed his eyes, and the figure of the old man playing the piano was imprinted in his mind, the sword kept flying, and the sky was filled with ice and snow.
Gradually, a statue of an old man playing cross-legged appeared in front of him. This statue was very large, ten meters high. Under Ye Futian's depiction, it gradually gained some charm.
He is a carver, so he can naturally carve.
Time passed little by little, Ziwei Palace was covered by ice, and the huge statue was finally carved. The kind old man sat there calmly, with his calloused hands on the strings.
However, Ye Futian did not stop. He continued to carve and carved a crane in front of the statue, standing beside the old man with his head held high.
Hua Jieyu, Hua Fengliu and others looked at each other quietly, they were so similar, similar in appearance and spirit.
Later, Ye Futian took Mr. Qin's ashes and buried them under the statue. He turned around and said to Yin: "Senior, I hope the statue will stay here forever."
Yinyi stepped forward, and then an extremely terrifying chill bloomed from him, a storm of ice and snow flew, and powerful spells descended, rushing towards the statue.
Soon, the two statues were covered in silver, crystal clear, like eternal ice sculptures.
Backing away, Ye Futian glanced at the frozen Ziwei Palace, and then said: "Let's go to the Nandou Family and bring Nandou Tai and Yan Shao. I want them to turn into ice sculptures and kneel in front of their master forever to repent. There are also Hua Xiang and Luo Tianzi."
These people are all the culprits responsible for the death of Master, no one can be left behind!
(End of chapter)