Chapter 162 Encounter at Night

Although the improvement of a small realm is not as good as the leap of a large realm, its effect is still quite obvious.

As soon as he broke into the nine heavens of the earth, Ye Qingyan could feel that his strength had made a leap forward.

"Six-"

Ye Qingyan suddenly opened his eyes, and there was brilliance in his eyes, intertwined with ice and fire, and red and blue entangled, which was shocking.

"I didn't expect that my feelings for a moment led to the promotion of cultivation. What a surprise!"

Ye Qingyan's eyes were bright and bright, and the breakthrough of the evil realm was extremely difficult. Ye Qingyan originally thought that if he wanted to break into the ninth, at least half a month, but he didn't expect that he had realized something for a moment and broke through.

"Sum--

At this moment, Ye Qingyan seemed to feel something and suddenly turned his head and stared at the boundless and endless river.

The long river flows eastward, and the waves wash away the tears of heroes.

At this moment, Ye Qingyan did not see the tears spilled by the hero on the long river, nor did he see the torrential waves. There was only a flat boat, like a green leaf in the sea, riding the wind and waves.

Above, a young man in a snow-white robe stood with his hands behind his back. The wind danced, and the leaves were like flying, falling all over the sky, but the hunting wind that made nature have to bow its head did not seem to have any impact on the man in white.

With the strong wind blowing, the man's black hair in white just quietly spread behind his back, motionless, and so did the white robe. There were no wrinkles turned up because of the wind. This kind of unconventional situation looks unusually strange and magical.

"Don't move, control the power of space, and walk for me. A flat boat is the legendary Zen master of Dharma crossing the river with a reed. I'm afraid it's just like this. This person's cultivation is definitely earth-shaking, far from me!"

Staring at the floating figure of the man in white, Ye Qingyan's eyes were burning, and a boat crossed the river, like walking on the flat ground. How thrilling it was!

Men should be like this!

At this time, the man in white seemed to feel Ye Qingyan's gaze, slowly turned his head and glanced at Ye Qingyan faintly, which made Ye Qingyan's hands and feet cold in an instant, like falling into an ice cellar.

What kind of eyes are they have, which are ruthless, indifferent to everything, and can make people unable to raise the idea of resistance.

"Wow--"

Ye Qingyan took a long breath and shocked in his heart: "Who is this person? Those eyes are too horrible, sometimes ruthless, sometimes gentle and lingering, sometimes like a peerless sword, unparalleled sharp and peerless!"

Ye Qingyan has never seen such a pair of complicated eyes. In those eyes, there seems to be all kinds of gentleness, and there are unparalleled sharpness, indifference to heaven and earth, and even makes Ye Qingyan, whose heart as strong as iron, almost want to sink.

"What?" The man in white glanced at Ye Qingyan in the corner of his eyes and suddenly said softly. He didn't see any movement on the shore. The green leaf flat boat suddenly paused and stopped on the long rushing river, which was strange and magical.

It seems that even the extremely strong power of nature can do nothing about the small flat boat.

"My little brother is so determined!" The man in white looked at Ye Qingyan seriously with his strange eyes for a while, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then said indifferently.

"I'm flattered!" Ye Qingyan quickly got up and hugged the boxing. This person must be a master with unrivaled skills. Naturally, he could not be neglected at all.

"No, it's just a fact!" Hearing Ye Qingyan's words, the man in white smiled and said, "It is extremely rare to be able to keep my heart under my eyes."

Ye Qingyan just smiled indifferently and did not have a firm heart. There is no need to explain how to reach the road of the strong at the peak.

"The little brother not only has an excellent mind, but also has a good cultivation, and his skills have been cultivated to a very profound level!" The man in white stared at Ye Qingyan's eyes shining, making Ye Qingyan unable to even look directly.

"The seniors laughed, but the younger generation only came by chance, and did not rely entirely on their own cultivation!" Ye Qingyan smiled and defended that the skills he practiced must be the Tianyang Holy Book and the Water Soft Holy Book. Outsiders can only see these two skills. As for the Ice and Fire Secret, I don't know why others can't peep at it at all.

"No, the opportunity is also your opportunity. At your age, it is not easy for the little brother to reach such a point!" The man in white didn't say anything about Ye Qingyan's explanation, and then smiled and said, "I think my brother is restrained, his breath is condensed, standing like pine, and his pen is not bent. It should be kendo!"

"Yes, the weapon used by the younger generation is just a sword!" Although Ye Qingyan wondered why he could see that he was using a sword, he did not dare to ask rudely, but just bowed and answered.

"Haha, the sword is good, the sword represents the rather than bend, the sword represents the righteousness, and the sword represents the peerless sharpness!" The man in white seemed to feel something. Hearing Ye Qingyan's answer, he laughed.

"I ask you, there are thousands of weapons in the world. Why did you choose to use a sword?" The man in white looked solemn, stared at Ye Qingyan, and his eyes were pale.

"There is no reason. If you really want to find a reason, it is - I like it!"

Hearing the words of the man in white, Ye Qingyan's eyes were a little hazy and seemed to fall into memories. He muttered, "When I was young, I heard the legend of those swordsmen that they walked with swords, shuttled up to nine days and down to Jiuyou. At that time, I thought that I would become a swordsman in the future, just like them. Become a swordsman, a peerless swordsman!"

"Later, when I grew up, I realized that there was always too much helplessness in the world, but I couldn't get what I wanted most!" Ye Qingyan looked at the bright stars in the sky, and there was loneliness in his eyes.

"I have struggled, I have been angry, why did God treat me so unfairly that I was born unable to practice!"

"If you can't practice, it means that I can't realize my dreams and vows when I was young, and I can't become a truly peerless swordsman across the sky and earth!"

"Later, because of a special thing, I was suddenly able to practice again. At that time, I was overjoyed, although there was countless blood flowing behind my practice!"

"I like swords, so I chose swords!" Ye Qingyan stared into the distance and smiled, "I long for one day I can hold a sword, fight all the heroes in the world, meet friends with swords, and test the world. I hope that my sword can be immortalized in the future. I hope that thousands of years later, there will still be an invincible legend and still be the myth of my sword!"

Ye Qingyan muttered softly. His eyes were hazy, longing, and shining colors. After a long time, he came to his senses and saw the man in white staring at him tightly. For a moment, he was a little embarrassed: "The younger generation thought about the past and felt for a moment, if there was Please forgive me for my sins!"

"No!" The man in white shook his head and said, "Everyone has a sad past that they don't want to mention. You don't have to!"

He paused and said, "You have an extremely firm heart of swordsmanship. Believe in yourself, one day, the sword in your hand will shock the world!"

"Thank you, Elder!" Ye Qingyan smiled and said, "I also believe that the sword in my hand will one day become famous!"

"Little brother, you are talented and powerful. If you have enough opportunities, you will definitely reach the top one day!" The man in white smiled and said, "It's predestined to meet. Today, I have to see my little brother, know one of my swords, and such an outstanding rising star. I'm very relieved. Before I leave, I will send three words to my little brother. I hope you remember!"

"Swordsman, it's better to bend than bend!"

"Only the best of love can be the best of the sword!"

"One of the swords is the top!"

"Haha!" The man in white spoke, looked up to the sky and laughed, and said, "Little brother, remember it clearly. I hope that one day, I can meet you on the top of the sword!"

"We are destined to meet again!" Before the man in white finished speaking, the boat had already drifted away.

"Such a fairy-like figure, I don't know how to be sacred!"

Ye Qingyan stared at the drifting figure and sighed in his heart.

Who knows how tonight's encounter will affect Ye Qingyan's future? Let's wait and see.

Next, Ye Qingyan stayed by the lake for a day and night. On this day and night, he was not idle and sank into practice, hoping to break through and enter the spiritual realm as soon as possible. Ye Qingyan knew that only by breaking into the spiritual realm can he compete with those challengers, otherwise he is very likely to be defeated.

He has two purposes. While practicing the Ice and Fire Secret, he also practices all kinds of swordsmanship, and inherits the Star Shift from the Falling Emperor. Ye Qingyan foresaw that perhaps this four-way ring battle will use the Star Shift. In the face of a strong opponent, perhaps only the Star Shift can he reverse the universe and turn defeat into victory.

"Bin, physique, martial arts, skills, spiritual treasures are all the best. I don't believe I will lose!"

Ye Qingyan said coldly in his heart, "Where is my limit to try this time?"

"It's been three days, it's time to go back!"

Ye Qingyan got up, looked at the rising sun, and muttered, "In the next few days, I will practice in the Zizhu attic, adjust my state, and face the battle of the four-way ring in the best state!"

Ye Qingyan moved and rose from the ground and shot towards the Flame City Fire Martial Arts Museum.

......

"Uh...what's going on!"

As soon as Ye Qingyan returned to the door of the Flame Martial Arts Hall, he saw that the Flame Martial Arts Hall was unusual today. Both sides of the gate were full of students, and they seemed to be extremely alert.

"Good brother Xiaoyao!" As soon as Ye Qingyan returned to the door, the students who guarded the door quickly said hello. Now Ye Qingyan is the idol of all their students, and they can't worship it.

"Hello!" Ye Qingyan nodded and said, "What's wrong today? Why does everyone look very nervous?"

"Brother Xiaoyao doesn't know yet?" The students guarding the door seemed to be a little surprised, and then said, "It's the predecessor of the Sword Emperor who is coming to visit the Flame Martial Arts Museum today!"

"Sword Emperor!" Ye Qingyan's heart was shocked.