Chapter 149 Time is like water

Time flies, and everything is reborn. Unconsciously, more than two years have passed since Ye 23 entered the blessed land, and it is still three years before the last month.

In the past three years, many stories have taken place in the Qiankun mainland from the beginning of turmoil to chaos to return to normal, but some of them are beyond his inability to be witnessed by Ye 23.

With happiness, a figure sat in it, and the purest vitality between heaven and earth surrounded him, flowing into his body with the man's breath and inhalation.

This is an extremely huge base. The speed at which the figure absorbs the spirit of heaven and earth is still extremely horrible. If it is in the real world, the spirit of heaven and earth absorbed by this person in nearly three years will drain the vitality within thousands of miles, but here, there is no trace of the spirit of heaven and earth. Weak.

In this independently opened space, Ye 23 completely calmed down and practiced wholeheartedly. There is no day or night here, and there are no negative emotions to trouble. This place is like a paradise, which makes people obsessed.

Ye 23's figure loomed in the almost materialized atmosphere of heaven and earth, as if he was wrapped in a huge cocoon. Although his figure was vague, the powerful pressure was indeed constantly emitting.

If someone sees this scene, he will definitely fall off his chin in shock. This pressure is not deliberately emitted by this figure, but by himself. Without any cultivation, any true element can give people a feeling of palpitation.

The ancestor of the Ye family sat in the middle of the yard and looked in one direction from time to time. For a long time, he muttered, "It's almost time, it's almost time, but I don't know how far he will grow up?"

His eyes were full of expectations, and then he seemed to think of something. His eyes became a little dull and a little depressed. His eyes looked ahead and looked at the door in front of him, as if a figure was slowly leaving.

For more than a year, the man still has been gone for more than a year. Since he left, he has never come back. Maybe he will never come back.

Thinking of the days with him, the corners of the Ye family's ancestor's mouth slowly raised, and then turned into a mockery: "How can you complain about others for what you have done!"

He took a long breath, glanced at the places he had often swept over for more than a year, and said in a low voice, "I don't know what this little ancestor will look like when he comes out!"

Not far from the Ye family in Sanyuan, this is a residential area, most of which are single-family manors, and some rich people live there.

In the north of this residential area, in a relatively small-looking manor, a middle-aged scribe is standing alone by a pool of water, carrying his hands and staring at the green pool with his eyes.

A breeze blew, and there was a figure behind him. She was a stunning girl, with her cheeks like gel, her eyes like autumn water, her eyebrows like a cold moon, and her skin like frost. A well-fitting white skirt clung to her body, showing her proud figure.

The girl is Qiu Yuhan, and the middle-aged scribe is naturally the suzerain of her mouth.

Qiu Yuhan just stood there quietly, like a blooming lily, touching, and the breeze blew her skirt, making her even more charming. At this moment, her beautiful eyes stopped on the person in front of her, and her red lips opened several times, but stopped at the last moment.

The middle-aged scribe did not seem to notice that his body and mind were still in the green pool in his eyes. He seemed to enjoy this feeling very much, and sometimes his eyebrows moved and seemed to feel something.

For a long time, Qiu Yuhan's temper seemed to have almost worn out. She stepped forward and was about to open her mouth when a faint voice came from not far in front of her: "Have you found his trace?"

Qiu Yuhan seemed to forget that the middle-aged man could not see her. After shaking his head, he said, "Master, your subordinates are incompetent and can't find out his news!"

The middle-aged scribe said a moment later, "So in your opinion, has he been staying there or has he left long ago!"

Qiu Yuhan pondered for a while and said, "In my opinion, he should have been there all the time and never left, otherwise with our news, it is impossible to be unaware!"

The middle-aged scribe said oh again, and his tone was still flat: "In this case, why can't you find his trace?"

"In his subordinate's opinion, he should be closed or hidden in some secret place!" Qiu Yuhan thought for a moment and came to his conclusion.

The middle-aged scribe slowly turned around, looked at the person in front of him with deep eyes, and whispered, "Have you really never seen him?"

Qiu Yuhan's heart trembled, but his face did not change. He said in a low voice, "Master, you are loyal, how can you do something to deceive your master!"

The middle-aged scribe did not say anything, but looked at her quietly. Qiu Yuhan's eyes had no intention of avoiding at all. The two kept looking at each other.

The breeze blew, blowing a leaf and falling into the pool, swinging a circle of ripples.

For a long time, the middle-aged scribe waved his hand, turned around, looked at the leaf, and said, "You go down first!"

"Yes!" Qiu Yuhan bent down and answered and slowly retreated.

After a moment, there was a shaking in the void, and a big man in black stood in the void. The middle-aged scribe smiled and his eyes did not move, but he said, "You're here. How's going?"

The man in black snorted coldly and said, "Don't look high. You and I are just cooperating. Don't think that you have really become my master!"

The middle-aged scribe was not angry, and his eyes were the fluttering leaves and the ripples: "Since it's cooperation, what do I want to know?"

The man in black seemed to be very disgusted with his look. He snorted coldly again, turned his face, and then said, "That man has always been at Ye's house!"

"That?" The middle-aged scribe seemed to ask a strange question, but this seemingly unnecessary question, the man in black in the void answered: "It's all!"

"Oh, he hasn't left?" The middle-aged scribe's eyes were a little more luxe.

"Yes, although I still can't see his people in the Ye family, I can feel that he is still there!" The man in black said in a positive tone. He paused for a moment, as if he thought of something, and then said, "However, he seems to have left for a few days!"

"What about him? How is he?" The middle-aged scribe seemed to be more interested in another person. When it came to him, the look in his eyes became stronger.

The man in black seems to value the middle-aged scribe's tone. Although he can't see the change in his face, his tone has become much more solemn: "He's in retreat. I guess he's about to come out!"

"Closed, where is it? Why can't I find him?" After talking about him, the middle-aged scribe became more interested.

"Blessings to the vitality!" The man in black said word by word.

The middle-aged scribe said, and a pair of eyes suddenly looked forward to it: "That's good. It seems that the cooperation between us is about to begin!"

A place called Iron City in Zhongzhou.

In a martial arts arena, there are dozens of figures kneeling down. Their upper bodies are still straight, and their eyes are on a stone tablet not far from them.

Although their shapes are not chaotic, their hearts are still confused. You can see how nervous they are. In addition, they have one thing in common, that is, the fluctuations on their bodies are really horrible, and kneeling in the front is a woman, a woman who can make countless men's hearts flutter. At this moment, her eyes are full of heat and a little excitement.

I don't know when the sky suddenly darkened, and then it completely darkened, as if in an instant, the void was shrouded in black clouds.

However, this is not the case now. The stars are overflowing in the void, the stars are shining, and what a beautiful night scene. With the appearance of the night, dozens of figures kneeling in the square are excited, and the straight upper body is also trembling a little more at this moment, but their eyes are getting hotter and hotter.

The starlight shook, and the next moment, the starlight in the sky seemed to be pulled by something, turning into a huge beam of light and falling on the stone tablet on the square.

The originally dull stone tablet sprinkled with a little more mysterious atmosphere under the wave of the starlight.

The next moment, the earth under their feet suddenly shook like an earthquake, but the people kneeling on the square became more and more excited. Many of them still buried their heads deeply and were in close contact with the earth.

In the huge roar, the stone tablet slowly floated up, as if it had been pulled out. The stone tablet stood in the void, and there was a bottomless black hole in the place just now, and then more than a dozen mysterious ancient words fell from the stone tablet.

Each word is as big as a human face, shining, and then a mysterious breath emanates from the place just now.

This breath is not magnificent, nor does it give people a feeling of palpitation. Instead, it is very comfortable. For example, bathing in the spring breeze should be the best interpretation.

As soon as this fluctuation appeared, more than a dozen ancient characters in the void became brighter and brighter, like a wheel of the sun, making people unable to open their eyes.

Suddenly, these dozen ancient characters lined up in a row and rushed into the bottomless black hole.

The light in the black hole shines, shaking people's minds. After a moment, the light slowly fades, and then a light roar comes out from it, crossing the sky and scattering.

With this whistling, a figure jumped out of the black hole, stood on the stone tablet, bathed in the starlight, like the birth of a fairy, which made people impressed.