sword.
He is the king of hundreds of soldiers.
If the sword were personified, it would be a gentleman as humble as jade.
But the sword intent in the sky is not gentle, but carries the tyranny of destroying everything, destroying the villa in front of him in a condescending manner.
Yes.
From the beginning, Du Jian planned to let Wang Zong bring Ye Fan's body to see him.
As for why I didn’t say it.
Does a ninth-grade grandmaster still need to explain to a mere sixth-grade master when doing things?
"Senior Ye, run away!"
Wang Zong used all his strength and shouted almost hoarsely, and the next second he vomited blood and passed out.
after all.
He endured the pressure of the ninth-grade grandmaster and spoke. He was lucky to be alive.
Ye Fan didn't look at the rain of swords falling from the sky, nor at the unconscious Wang Zong, but hugged the little leaf in his arms tightly and said proudly:
"Daughter, daddy will take you to kill people and show you what it means to be an immortal cultivator."
"Dad, little Ye Zi is sleepy."
"..."
Ye Fan, who wanted to show off his hands in front of his daughter, felt like punching cotton with force. This feeling of having nowhere to put any force was particularly uncomfortable.
But his daughter was so sleepy that she yawned and her upper and lower eyelids were fighting crazily. Ye Fan could only take his daughter back to the master bedroom to sleep.
The Qingfeng Sword, which had been flying for half an hour, was filled with anger. It made a clanging sword sound, like a dragon's roar.
"Bang bang bang!"
The sword intent all over the sky shattered into pieces, leaving nothing behind.
Then the Qingfeng Sword swallowed all the shattered sword intent into the sword body, swinging happily in the air, like a child who was very happy after eating candy.
"puff--"
The Donghai City Martial Arts Association is hundreds of miles away.
Du Jian, who was sitting idle with his eyes closed, felt something sweet in his throat. He swallowed the mouthful of blood with a shocked look on his face.
Du Jian, who suffered a backlash from his mind due to the destruction of the sword intention mark, had gloomy eyes. He had looked up to Ye Fan too much, but unexpectedly he still underestimated him.
"My sword intention mark is comparable to a full-strength strike from the seventh-grade pinnacle, but it was broken by Ye Fan. But he is young, at most seventh-grade..."
"I guess he paid a lot of money to survive, and he might have been seriously injured. No... he must have been seriously injured!"
Du Jian has been immersed in martial arts for eighty years and has been practicing since he can remember. He is quite confident in his own strength and believes that his judgment cannot be wrong.
and.
Through the shattering of the sword intention mark, he became more convinced that the 'Dragon Spirit' was in Ye Fan's hands.
It is impossible for the martial arts world to have one more master for no reason.
So how did Ye Fan, who was so young, be promoted to the third level and avoid the perception of the four ninth-level masters of China?
There is only one answer——
Dragon Vein Spirit!
Greed flashed in Du Jian's eyes, and he did not intend to inform the master of Ye Fan's existence.
The master with half a foot in the coffin needs spiritual veins to extend his life, so Du Jian... naturally needs it too!
The higher the realm.
The more I know how vast this world is.
Every breakthrough in the upper third level can extend your life. The length of life extension varies from person to person, but it is generally around twenty years.
But for Du Jian, extending his life by sixty years is not enough.
He wants to go further, see more scenery, and even step out of the earth and into the stars!
"Master, don't blame me for being selfish. It was you who led me on the path of spiritual practice, and it was you who made me realize that in this era of Dharma-ending times, practicing martial arts is a last resort."
"As long as I can swallow the dragon spirit and step into the divine gate realm, I will be comparable to the legendary monks in the early stages of foundation building in ancient times. I will live for three hundred years and embark on the true path of cultivating immortals like you, Master." Changsheng asked Isn’t it wonderful!”
Talking to himself.
Du Jian's breathing gradually became faster, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably. This was excitement.
The level above the ninth level is the divine gate realm. To forcefully open this gate with the ninth level warrior cultivation level is equivalent to possessing the qualifications to become an immortal.
Eighty years ago.
Du Jian was selected by Master Ji Ming and became the eldest disciple.
Du Jian, who was only a few years old at the time, looked at Master Ji Ming falling from the sky, and his eyes were filled with shock as if he were seeing an immortal.
However, Du Jian was in his eighty-sixth year and was already one of the few ninth-grade masters in China. Looking at his master Ji Ming, who could only rely on the innate Bagua chart to survive when he was about to die, he gained new insights.
Du Jian must think.
Is swallowing the dragon spirit and stepping into the divine gate his only chance to change his destiny against the will of heaven?
So Du Jian didn't immediately rush to Donghai City to look for Long Ling in response to Master's message. He thought about it all the way and finally decided to seize the food from the tiger's mouth.
When he heard about the death of his junior brother Wu Tianxiong, Du Jian felt no sadness, only relief.
"Master, please don't blame me. This is God's will. God made me do this..."
Du Jian suppressed the coveting in his heart, crossed his legs and closed his eyes to breathe.
He wants to recover from his injuries.
Find Ye Fan with your ultimate posture, and then take away the Dragon Vein Spirit!
…
In the villa.
Looking at his sleeping daughter and Liu Yingying's beautiful sleeping face, Ye Fan felt warm in his heart.
What immortality.
What kind of immortality?
Not as hot as my wife and children.
Ye Fan flew into the air. He wanted to kill the guy who released the sword intent to avoid future troubles, but when he looked down and felt something, he suddenly took a breath of cold air.
"How dare you, evil beast!"
Ye Fan's voice was like thunder, filled with deep anger.
Because the two little rabbits that were supposed to be braised rabbits actually wanted to eat the birthweed and nine-leaf xuanyang grass in the backyard, and they had already taken action.
Ye Fan teleported to the courtyard and kicked the two rabbits away, feeling so distressed that the corners of his eyes twitched crazily.
Nine-leaf Xuanyang grass...
Two leaves were eaten.
I'm not even willing to eat this. How dare you two rabbits eat it secretly?
Ye Fan had a dark face and was about to slap these two evil beasts to death with his palms. Unexpectedly, two rabbits, one black and one white, lay pitifully on the ground, whimpering and whining, as if they were kowtowing to Ye Fan to beg for mercy.
at the same time.
The spiritual energy within the area covered by the formation was rushing into the bodies of the two rabbits. In the blink of an eye, they transformed from ordinary beasts into monsters.
"..." Ye Fan.
After much hesitation, he still didn't kill him.
After eating a leaf from the spiritual plant, the two rabbits not only did not die from explosion, but even developed spiritual intelligence. Although it is only equivalent to a human infant, it is extremely difficult in this Dharma-ending era.
Ye Fan looked up at the sky.
In the cloud that always shrouded the villa, the dragon spirit, like a small white loach, turned over.
"That's all. The dragon spirit is willing to protect you. This is good fortune."
Ye Fan rubbed his face and said calmly: "You two will take good care of my daughter. In the future, I will allow you to build a foundation and transform, and return to the mountains and forests to be happy."
Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai jumped up excitedly, their furry ears kept rubbing Ye Fan's calves, looking particularly cute.
Think about it.
Ye Fan sent the birth spirit grass into the clouds.
He also uprooted three nine-leaf Xuanyang grass and swallowed them in one gulp.
Nothing else.
Ye Fan was afraid that his daughter would bring back some pets one day and ruin these top-quality spiritual plants, so he simply ate them.
After five years of cultivating immortality, he reached the peak of foundation building.
today.
Use this body to enter the golden elixir!
