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Thousands of peaks, heart cliff.

Although there are countless plum blossoms here, there are only buds, which are not in full bloom. Although it is located in the bitter cold place in the north of the snow country, there is no snow all year round. Here, all year round, there is a vast night, the spring breeze is not long, and the autumn moon is difficult to come, and only a bloody lone star hangs in the sky.

In the snowy mountain where Qianzhong Peak is located, other peaks alternate between the sun and the moon, and the weather and the four seasons are normal. What's more shocking is that ordinary people can't see thousands of peaks or heart waves when they enter the snowy mountains. There is only a vast sea of clouds in front of them, and the scenery is inevitably refreshing.

On the heart wave cliff, the towering palace is the main altar of the first sword gate in Wulin - Yingjian Palace.

From afar, you can see that a huge pillar of Optimus Prime in the deep palace stands in the sky, which is the famous flying sword platform that shocked the whole continent. It is said that anyone who is lucky enough to climb the flying sword platform can whisper to the immortals.

At this time, a dark shadow quietly flashed into the Jianyu Pavilion where Juejianyu, one of the three elders lived.

The man of the Shadow Chao** bowed and saluted: "The emperor, a disciple of Long Xuanyu, has been found. He is a young scholar of Jiang named Ye Feng, and the second son of Ye Jianfei, Marquis of Anping in the dynasty. There are rumors that he is extremely cowardly and incompetent, and he still dares not go out easily because of an accident two years ago.

** The man laughed and said, "Ha ha, the rumors are not credible. Long Xuanyu is a disciple of the family, and his physique and mind must be far better than ordinary people. The physique is suitable for practicing the secret collection, which is the minimum condition for becoming his disciple.

"What does the Extreme Emperor plan to do?"

"Well, since I know that Long Xuanyu has disciples, how can I endure here again? Eight years ago, he destroyed the hatred of the real body and recovered it from his beloved. You go to prepare, and I will announce the closure in the past few days.

"Yes." The shadow flashed in the cabinet window.

The ** man in the pavilion secretly calculated and said to himself, "Long Xuanyu, it's only your fault that you destroyed my real body, which made me have to temporarily stay on the body of the sword rain. He has less practiced flying swords, his physique has changed greatly, and he can no longer practice the heart fire bodhi formula I got. The apprentice you selected must be very suitable for practicing this set of methods. After all, Baimi is the Buddha's immortal Dharma, which belongs to the same source as the heart and fire Bodhisattva formula.

Ten years later, the once-old disciples of the Hundred Tantrics and Artifacts will be able to do martial arts, which is your desperate period.

Ha, can you still win this test with my secret hand? At that time, you will return home and be seriously injured. According to the ancestral system, every generation of Tantra must pass on its cultivation to the next generation before death. You will inevitably transmit the profound power inherited from the pioneer Lan Feixue and has entered the divine realm to the little ghost. At that time, this powerful * mana will be mine.

Well... In order to prevent the little ghost from cultivating hundreds of secrets and strengthening his soul, I need to occupy his body as soon as possible..."

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Hearing the word " distinguished guest" from Ye Qing's mouth, Ye Jianfei suddenly became angry and difficult to suppress. He scolded the case and scolded, "Stupid, do you know what you are talking about?"

"Children know." Ye Qingdao took out a dozen silver tickets from his arms and put them on the desk in front of Ye Jianfei and said, "Mr. Zhou gave me a large number of silver tickets. Naturally, he should be called a distinguished guest."

Seeing that Ye Qing was extremely calm today, it was completely different from the situation where he knelt down and hurriedly begged for mercy during training in the past. Ye Jianfei was secretly puzzled. When he found that Ye Qing actually took out a large number of silver tickets, his face suddenly turned pale and said, "You... you actually received his silver tickets. Do you know that this is a felony of killing the head?

Ye Qing said, "Of course the child knows. However, the second brother said that as long as I give all the silver tickets given to me by Mr. Zhou to my father, my father will know what to do. Not only will he not be guilty, but he will also make great contributions to our family.

"Ah, Feng'er?" Ye Jianfei was stunned and the corners of his mouth twitched. After a long time, he asked, "What else did he... say?"

Ye Qing looked at Ye Jianfei winking and said, "Father, the second brother has said all your words and deeds just now. Have you discussed with your second brother and deliberately do what he said?

Ye Jianfei unconsciously twitched the corners of his mouth and was stunned for a moment and said, "So, he taught you to accept Mr. Zhou's silver ticket."

Ye Qing said, "Yes, otherwise, how can you accept so many silver liang for no reason?"

Ye Jianfei thought carefully. Indeed, although Ye Qing has no intention, he is upright and will never benefit others for no reason.

He brushed his beard, meditated for a long time, and finally said, "In the future, if you want to have more contact with Mr. Zhou, you will keep as much money as he gives you. If he doesn't give it, you can take care of him. The more you want, the better. Give it to me later.

"Yes." Ye Qing responded.

Ye Jianfei stared at Ye Qing for a while and said, "Look at your appearance. Has Fenger already mentioned it to you? I will let you do this?"

Ye Qing said, "Yes." After a pause, he said, "The second brother even said a word of my father's words."

"I..." Ye Jianfei was really speechless and said to himself, "Well, you little beast, you are actually calculating on your father's head, and it's so dripping." For a moment, I was surprised and happy, but there was some unhatisfied in the surprise, and the taste was unspeakable.

Suddenly, I heard a sound of the piano in the courtyard, sometimes curling like smoke waves, sometimes floating like clouds, sometimes as close as a stone, sometimes as far as the end of the world.

Ye Jianfeiqi said, "Who is playing the piano?"

Ye Qing said, "In addition to my mother, is there a second person in our house who can play the piano so beautifully?"

Ye Jianfei shook his head and said, "This song is like a breeze, which is very different from your mother's style." After saying that, he got up and went out of the study and walked towards the sound of the piano.

Ye Qing followed.

The father and son came to the depths of the courtyard, but saw the small bridge flowing water, full of fragrance. Not far away, in a corner pavilion, a man is sitting on a stone bench in the pavilion and playing the piano.

In late spring, pink and white petals fly all over the sky. The man's white robe and long ink hair rose with the wind, like a peerless fairy coming to the mortal world. His expression was as quiet as water, and only the strings burst out with infinite piano thoughts. There seemed to be a touch of leisure happiness, but there seemed to be a touch of sadness.

This person is none other than Ye Feng.

Ye Jianfei looked at his son in the pavilion, listened to his clear voice, and suddenly had a trace of enlightenment. He said to himself, "So this is what he has always wanted. He lives a quiet and ordinary life with his relatives and friends. It turned out that what he wanted was so simple.

Alas, I, a father, have only understood it until now. Is his timidity and his cowardice all because of his pursuit of ordinary? But Ye has already been involved in the storm, and how can his talent be ordinary? There is an involuntarily sigh in this song. It seems that he has understood this situation.