the other side.
   The snow-capped mountains are barren and the holy lake is vast.
   The snow peak was blowing, the lake was dead silent, there was almost no wind in the air, everything was silent, without any sign of life.
   At this moment, I don’t know what happened, the calm lake surface suddenly set off a stormy sea. As if something was about to break through the water, the daunting majesty rushed in like a tide, shaking the whole snow mountain.
   Feng Shan subconsciously said: “Not good! Be careful, young master!”
   He is in the stage of transformation, and his strength should not be underestimated. It is as if he was held in place by a force all over his body, unable to move. When he looked at Ye Qing again, he was completely unaware except for a dazed expression.
   It wasn’t until the earth shook that the guards realized that the power between heaven and earth was far beyond what humans could resist.
   At the moment of lightning and flint, there was some dangerous aura, and he broke out from the lake suddenly, his body was not ordinary and tall.
   Ye Qing was startled.
   When the other party broke through the water and came out, the air was cold and gloomy, as if it contained tens of thousands of years of resentment, which was suffocating and daunting. The black body passed over the heads of the two of them, and the hideous size almost covered the sky, casting a terrifying shadow on the ice.
   In the blue sky, majestic coercion descended instantly.
   What kind of monster is this!
   Feng Shan froze all over, his mind went blank, this dragon was powerful and mighty, every pitch-black scale shone brightly, under the light of the ice lake, it reflected the icy black, which belonged to the ancient and indescribable Threats poured out.
   At that moment, Feng Shan was deeply affected by this intimidation, and felt extremely humble and insignificant, even worse than an ant. He trembled all over, he didn’t forget his duty, he was the guard, but Ye Qing’s life was more important, so he took out the jade slip with all his strength, and chose “Shake it, people nearby”.
   Shake it up and down.
   ——Damn the dragon, dare to break free from the chains and resist, accept the punishment of their huge crowd of demon cultivators!
   Ye Qing was also shocked.
   He knew that fish and dragons were mixed in the Demon Realm, and there were all kinds of ancient monsters, but he didn’t expect that there was a dragon lurking in this snowy place!
   What surprised him even more was that the dragon seemed to know him.
   A pair of bright red eyes fixedly stared at him, and said in a deep voice, “It really is you!” This voice was filled with countless resentments.
   Ye Qing: “Huh?”
   In front of his eyes, Long seemed like a cold and angry young man. He spoke with a cold voice, “Since you haven’t died in these two thousand years, why didn’t you come to see me?”
   This sentence is also tinged with resentment.
   Ye Qing: “???”
   He subconsciously glanced at Feng Shan, and found that Feng Shan was equally astonished under the appearance of facing a big enemy. Ye Qing only realized later that he was really talking to him on this road, and said “ah?” again.
   Thinking he was pretending to be stupid, Dragon God’s facial features gradually distorted, and he seemed to notice something in the next second. He gritted his teeth and said, “It’s been more than 20,000 years, why is your cultivation still in the Qi training stage? He must have broken his heart for you Bar!”
   What’s more, the boy in front of him hasn’t aged for 20,000 years.
   How should I describe Ye Qing’s appearance in his eyes at this moment?
   Those eyes are very pure, behind are ice chips and snowflakes, and there are clouds of mist between the breath of the lips. Perhaps because of the fear of the cold, the clothes were tightly dressed, and the hem of the cloak fluttered in the wind, curling around like a butterfly and wave-like.
   It looks extremely expensive.
   Just like in his memory, the young man sat on the sword with half of his body, smiled slightly and turned away from the sword. The loose fairy robe fluttered in the wind, and his back was as elegant as a fairy, and he never looked back at others.
   And as proud as he is, but just looking at the young man one more time, a sword light wiped his throat on the neck, and blood spurted out ten thousand feet.
   It is said that time never favors people with low cultivation, why is the person in front of me not showing any signs of being eroded by time? There is a popular saying in the cultivation world that if you want to judge the real age of a monk, you can’t look at the face, the face is full of deception, you have to look at the eyes and hands. The longer the monk lived, no matter how young he looked, his eyes were full of vicissitudes. The same is true for the hands. The old people practice meditation all the year round, and the calluses in their hands are thicker than those of young monks.
   But he could see clearly that Ye Qing’s eyes and even his hands were so tender that he was even more puzzled.
   “Hello, this Dragon Lord, my name is Ye Qing, I was born in the first year of Tianshou, I am sixteen years old, and I have just completed Qi training… I am not your old friend, did you recognize the wrong person?”
   Ye Qing was even more confused, and he introduced himself obediently.
   He felt that the dragon must have recognized the wrong person.
   He has never met this Dragon Lord, how could he have such a deep hatred. Ye Qing felt that the other party must have admitted the wrong person, and it is better to explain the mistake in time, he never helped others take the blame.
   “You are still pretending to be stupid! More than 20,000 years ago, you also said that you were sixteen years old! Even if your face was burned to ashes, I would still recognize you!” It has sealed this place for more than 20,000 years.â€
   Not only that, as proud as he is, with a simple word of admiration, the dragon’s tendons and bones were ripped off by that person, and he was returned from the dragon realm to the dragon body. For thousands of years, he could only curl up in this snowy field and linger on his last breath. If you can’t live, you can’t die.
   Burned to ashes… Feng Shan coughed twice.
   Ye Qing: “???”
   Ye Qing shook his head and was about to continue, but Feng Shan’s eyes widened angrily in the next second, because after an angry dragon roar, the sky was dark and heavy, and a lightning strike struck him with a dazzling purple light. On the young man next to him.
   How dare you hurt the young master! Feng Shan’s face was frightened, and his eyes were about to split.
   Torturing a master is like insulting a subordinate, if something happens to Ye Qing, he will die with this dragon with all his cultivation!
   We all know that Luo Lei has a thick arm, and if he is unprepared, once it falls on a person, how powerful it is, and the distance is not far away without the soul flying away, but it never occurred to Ye Qing that Ye Qing was not injured at all.
   How would a normal person react to being struck by lightning?
   The whole body becomes a pitch-black charcoal, the skin is torn apart and the flesh is light, the complete clothes will be ragged, and even the smoothest hair will become scorched and curled.
   And Ye Qing was not only unharmed, his neat white fox fur was not affected, every strand of hair was black and shiny, only some snow splashed on the ground. The sudden lightning strike made him widen his pitch-black eyes, and his face was a little dazed, but he wasn’t frightened much.
   “???”
   Feng Shan swallowed subconsciously, and suddenly forgot how angry he was just now.
   Dragon God was furious: “Ignore Lei Ting, you still say it’s not you!”
   For more than 20,000 years, he has only seen such a person who is blessed by heaven and has an extremely special physique.
   Ah this!
   Ye Qing found that it was not easy to explain, he thought for a while, and said softly: “I can explain this point, Mr. Long. Among my five spiritual roots, the thunder root is thicker, so it is not affected by the sky.” Thunder influence…”
   Dragon God said coldly: “You said the same thing more than 20,000 years ago.”
   He was extremely impressed. Ye Qing, who was not strong at all more than 20,000 years ago, resolutely protected the blue-clothed monk under the roar of ninety-nine thunders. The monk in blue was equally astonished and wanted to push him away.
   The boy tightly hugged the other person’s waist, saying that he would not leave.
   When he saw this scene for the first time at that time, his heart beat wildly and his chest became restless.
   After being Zhongshan Candle Dragon, Fu Li has never experienced such a desperate emotion. He instantly substituted himself into the blue-clothed monk who was about to overcome the catastrophe, thinking that if someone is willing to treat him like this, he will never forget it for the rest of his life. worth it.
   At that moment, Ye Qingming was so weak, and his strength had nothing to do with being strong, but he walked into his heart.
   It is not an exaggeration to say that it is love at first sight.
   So what about the qi training period, so what if he was several realms behind him, he, the dragon god, fell in love with a weak mortal, and just wanted to hold him in the palm of his hand.
   He thought that after talking like this, Ye Qing would recall a thing or two.
   Never thought about it, Ye Qing heard it, and said politely and affirmatively: “Mr. Long, you really misunderstood the wrong person. Thunder disaster is the fate of a monk. I can’t help others to block thunder disaster. Do you remember?” The person in it is really not me.”
   He is so afraid of death, he has long been used to the protection of the people around him, he has to carry countless magic weapons when traveling, and he is even more used to being under his father’s wings, how could he risk himself to protect others in the midst of the thunder disaster!
   Dragon God Fuli: Furious!
   The expression of his anger was a resounding dragon chant, and the entire snow-capped mountain was crumbling.
   Feng Shan’s face turned pale, and he tried his best to resist this wave of offensive: Where is the person he shakes, come quickly!
   The young man’s repeated denials made him look gloomy. He stretched out his sharp claws, intending to grab Ye Qing. But as soon as he made a movement, he met Ye Qing’s terrified eyes and was extremely angry. He suddenly regained his senses and remembered that the dragon’s claws are strong and sharp. Tearing off the fox fur embedded in Ye Qing’s flesh, blood might seep out.
   After all, more than 20,000 years have passed, and the person in front of him is still in the stage of Qi training, and he has not made any progress.
   Thinking of the other party’s miserable state of bleeding, and thinking that the other party might be in pain, those delicate black eyes were filled with a layer of water vapor.
   The hatred that lasted for more than 20,000 years disappeared inexplicably, and the dead snow mountain slowly returned to life.
   Ye Qing: “?”
   He was stared at by a pair of big red copper bell eyes, which were full of complex expressions that he could not understand. One person and one dragon looking at each other, this scene is extremely strange.
   What happened more than 20,000 years ago?
   Could it be that there is a person who is very similar to him doing evil? For a moment, Ye Qing also had some doubts in his heart.
   As if he understood Ye Qing’s heart, Dragon God’s face was gloomy, and he became even angrier, “I told you it was you!”
   A cold blizzard was approaching, Dragon God rose hundreds of meters, and used his body as a barrier to block Ye Qing from the biting cold, accompanied by a few sarcastic remarks.
   “I really regret that I met you more than 20,000 years ago.” This is a duplicity of regret.
   “Uh, it’s really not me…but I’m sorry.”
   Anyway, just apologize first.
   “More than 20,000 years ago, he was in the Nascent Soul stage, and you were in the Qi training stage. Your realms are great but there is no difference. There is also the possibility of crossing the catastrophe and ascending together. Now more than 20,000 years have passed, and you are still in the Qi training stage, unless Sanctioned by heaven, he must already be the strongest in the world, the gully between you is deeper than the sea, heh, wishing to soar together is tantamount to daydreaming…” This was cynicism, and when the wind and snow faded, the black dragon let out a cold snort and soared In the sky, leaving the snow mountain, flying to the distance, the figure gradually becomes smaller. At this time, the people who came from Feng Shan, the large-scale demon cultivator also came here, and they were all in vain.
   “ah?”
   This sentence flashed by, and Ye Qing vaguely caught something.
   Ye Qing knows that he is a person who cherishes his life, it is impossible for him to protect someone from lightning, unless that person is…
   But how is it possible?
   ——
   Ye Qing was curious about what happened 20,000 years ago. Driven by his curiosity, the Heavenly Dao System shone with light. Ye Qing still doesn’t know that people with the Dao of Heaven are not bound by rules. But for monks, the law that changes the world and changes time and space is a forbidden technique.
   Pei Xuan once wanted to open…
   Ye Qing didn’t understand the mystery, he marked the year mentioned by Fuli Dragon God on the time axis, and then walked over.
   When he stepped out, it was already a new world.
   This season seems to be turning winter into spring, and there are still a lot of icicles seeping down from the eaves and branches, which have not yet melted. There was a long staircase in front of his eyes, the color of gray stone, visually, there were thousands of stairs, there were immortal auras entrenched, and there were countless palaces of sects among the mountains.
   It looked like an ordinary and strange place.
   Ye Qing was very puzzled, he climbed up the stone steps, and soon he knew where this place was. He guessed right, this is a sect.
   This sect is called Xingyao Palace.
   Ye Qing tried his best to search the memory of 20,000 years later. He had never heard of this Xingyao Palace. He was not sure whether it was annihilated in the long river of history, or fell in the melee between immortals and demons.
   A heroic young man greeted him on the thousand-story steps. When he saw Ye Qing coming, the corner of his mouth twitched, his expression a little disgusted, “It takes at most one stick of incense for others to climb the thousand-story steps, but it took half an hour for you to climb the thousand-story steps.” Shi Chen, it seems that you are not sincere in seeking immortality.”
   “Stop talking nonsense, report your name, birthday, and place of origin.”
   Ye Qing was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said, “Ye Qing, born in the first year of Tianshou, sixteen years old this year, from Yunzhou City…”
   The heroic young man glared at him: “Now Tianfeng has been stretching for more than three hundred years, where is the first year of Tianshou?”
   Ye Qing spoke incoherently: “Ah, I don’t know, I’ve been with you for several years.”
   The heroic boy was convinced, “You are sixteen!”
   Ye Qing is so “stupid”, with low cultivation, and clear eyes, he is not like the kind of monk who lives in seclusion in the mountains and doesn’t care about world affairs. His age should be genuine.
   A pair of sharp eyes looked at Ye Qing from the beginning to the end, especially staring at Ye Qing’s exquisite robe and fair face, his expression softened a little, and he still refused to let go: “It can be seen that you have cultivated immortality before, you Is it just a casual cultivator, do you worship my star palace’s imposing reputation and aura gathering, and you don’t hesitate to come here because of the name.”
   “I have entered you into the genealogy, and you are considered a new disciple. My name is Meng Xinghai, and I will be called Brother Meng from now on.”
   Ye Qing let out an “ah”.
   Did this young man think that I came to pay homage to the Immortal Gate? But he just happened to appear at the foot of Xingyao Palace Mountain. He was just a little curious. When he saw the thousand-story stone steps, he wanted to climb up and see what was nearby.
   However, this young man’s ability to talk to himself is too strong, there is no place for others to interrupt at all.
   After finally finding a gap, Ye Qing quickly said: “I’m not a casual cultivator, I have a sect, so I can’t worship other sects.”
   Meng Xinghai frowned, “You have a sect, why do sects even need five spiritual roots?”
“I’m a disciple of Guiyuanzong.” Ye Qing felt that his heart had been stabbed, “Why don’t you want the five spirit roots!” Twenty thousand years later, Guiyuanzong has many disciples of the five spirit roots!
   Meng Xinghai sneered, “The Five Spirit Roots are the lowest aptitude for cultivating immortals, and even being a servant is disgusting.” The servants in the sect are the boys who cook the fire and the boys who serve the monks.
   “Your aptitude is too low. I accept you because you have already cultivated immortality, and you have a little bit of immortality. Unlike other five spirit roots, you have to learn from drawing qi into the body.”
   “Besides, I’ve never heard of Gui Yuanzong. Could it be some small country sect?”
   Meng Xinghai stared at Ye Qing suspiciously, “This kind of pheasant sect probably won’t be able to provide any genealogy soul lamp, I will just wipe it off for you. Junior brother Ye, the water flows down, and the people go down.” Going high, Xingyao Palace is a dominant place. The sect is full of spiritual energy and gathers elite disciples. The pheasant sect with no name or surname is incomparable. You don’t need Senior Brother Meng to teach you what right choice to make. “
   I belong to Yuan Zong’s illustrious and prestigious name, and my power shakes the three realms. How can I be a small sect! I have never heard of your Xingyao Palace after 20,000 years! Ye Qing was furious.
   Is this the generation gap spanning more than 20,000 years!
   Ye Qing didn’t know that when he opened the history of the fairy world, he could only find a record of the size of a tofu cube in the Xingyao Palace in a corner of the corner, and it was not a regular test site for the teacher to give orders. Most of the monks of Xianmen kept this old incident secret.
   However, if you look through the history of the demons and Pei Xuan’s life, you will find pages and pages of bloody and innumerable records about Xingyao Palace, every word and every sentence is full of blood. Pei Xuan’s killing decisively filled it.
   Ye Qing didn’t know at the moment, he was speechless, thinking that he came here, this technique of shifting stars sent him to the foot of Xingyao Palace Mountain instead of other places, there must be a reason for it.
   “Okay, you are now an outer disciple of my Xingyao Palace, Junior Brother Ye, it’s time to pay. For the sake of your appearance, I will give you a discount, one thousand spirit stones.”
   Ye Qing was seriously taken aback.
   What! Still have to collect money! Is this really a sect, not a den of robbers?
   One thousand spirit stones is not much, and Ye Qing has a vast amount of spirit stones piled up into a mountain in his storage bag, so he doesn’t care about the money. But he had never heard of the fact that one had to pay a registration fee to enter the Immortal Gate, and this was 20,000 years ago, the purchasing power of a thousand spirit stones was not the same as that of 20,000 years later.
   Seeing that Ye Qing didn’t want to give it, he even puffed up his face.
   No matter how much Meng Xinghai liked the skin of this little junior brother, he couldn’t help but lower his face: “Do you new disciples understand? A huge sect needs huge spirit stones to run smoothly every day. Each of you new disciples , When I entered the Immortal Gate, I said that I would do anything, and I would do anything, and when I had to do practical things and pay the spirit stones, I started pushing back and forth, expecting Xingyao Palace to let you suck blood at will?”
   What kind of sect is this?
   Ye Qing expressed doubts that the other disciples might not be able to resist paying the money under Meng Xinghai’s reprimand. Ye Qing is a person from 20,000 years later, he didn’t like this kind of speech, he turned around and wanted to leave.
   Meng Xinghai saw that he was a member of the Admissions Office, so what would happen if the rich man he was looking for ran away.
   He had no choice but to endure it, and said: “Okay, okay, I see that you are unwilling, so how about it, you don’t want to pay the money, because you have never experienced our Xingyao Palace. You stay in the gate for a while, wait After you realize that Xingyao Palace is completely different from your little pheasant sect, there are many opportunities for you to pay money willingly.”
   impossible.
   Ye Qing moaned and chirped, Yu Jian folded back again.
   He received a set of disciple clothes and a house number. I went to the house number and found that it was a Datong shop.
   Seven or eight new disciples gathered under the same roof. Apart from attending classes, these new disciples also had to do chores every day. They had no time to clean themselves, and as a result, the smell couldn’t escape. This cruel ecology made Ye Qing feel uncomfortable. The favorability of this sect has dropped again invisibly.
   Ye Qing has five spiritual roots, and he has the worst aptitude among the seven or eight people, but because he has the foundation and his clothes are also beautiful, he has already made his mark.
   Even Meng Xinghai, the disciple of the deacon, often came to knock on the door, and treated him with a pleasant face, basically did not give him any work, and beat or scolded the other seven people.
   Out of being unable to bear it, Ye Qing taught these mortal disciples in the same room a set of formulas for drawing energy into the body.
   Ye Qing couldn’t help thinking, what’s the purpose of sending him here? Could it be that he thought that his childhood was too luxurious and luxurious, and sent him to experience life? A comprehension version of “Deformation Meter”?
   To be honest, the boy decided to observe for a few more days, but he still had no clue, and he was about to go home.
   The past few days were enough for him to figure out the situation. No wonder Meng Xinghai looked arrogant, and what he said was true. It’s not as grand as the later nineteen celestial Taoist states, the world of comprehension, where there are many families and Taoist sects.
   Now Kyushu only divides into four vast areas, and Xingyao Palace is located in the Qingling Realm, and it is the overlord of this place, occupying the entire spiritual vein.
   There are 40,000 disciples in the Xingyao Palace, and there are very few disciples in the inner sect, and the disciples who are handymen and the registered disciples account for the majority. That Meng Xinghai is a deacon’s disciple, he is already high above him.
   Ye Qing figured it out, didn’t think it was interesting, and was about to retreat, when a mortal boy in the same room suddenly said: “Junior Brother Ye Qing, do you know about tomorrow’s Grand Competition of the Shocking Spring Sect?”
   Shocking Spring Competition.
   Ye Qing does know that after 20,000 years, the major sects still continue this tradition. Most of the competitions held in the sect during the cold spring are the favored children of heaven or elite disciples.
   Ye Qing nodded: “I know, but it has nothing to do with us new disciples.”
   His tone was tactful, and to be honest, he thought he would hit his roommate. Unexpectedly, the boy in the same room was not shocked at all, his expression was full of fascination, flushed with excitement: “It doesn’t matter, but what if in the future…”
   Few of the disciples of the outer sect do not want to do carp jumping over the dragon’s gate. The more they work hard, the more they want to cultivate immortality and become stronger. Who doesn’t want to show off their skills and make a blockbuster, and impress the teachers in the Zongmen Grand Competition.
   Ye Qing nodded in understanding.
   The boy in the same room continued: “As far as I know, many senior brothers will participate, and the master teacher will also end. There should be no suspense about the winner this year.”
   “Yeah, I heard that that one was given a reason to lose his mind.”
   Ye Qingwu was packing his luggage at ease, he didn’t hear clearly until he went out of the house, and was about to find a place to perform the art of star shifting.
   In order not to scare others, he found a hidden mountain forest, but he did not expect to hear——
   “Have the arrangements been made properly? Brother Zhangjiao wants to win big this time, and doesn’t want to make any mistakes…”
   “That’s right. I’ll use the crime of disrespecting the teacher and punish him to think about his past at the bottom of the cliff of thinking. Sooner or later he will miss the Spring Festival Competition.” It’s just a shocking spring competition. Maybe that devil doesn’t take it to heart, but all the disciples All minds are floating.
   “Very good, there is a lot of devilish energy under the cliff, it’s cold and humid, Junior Brother Pei will lose a layer of skin if he doesn’t die this time… If you want to blame it, blame this guy for his aptitude against the sky, and it’s a shame…”
   Ye Qing heard these words in a daze, and subconsciously stopped.
   I don’t know why, but Junior Brother Pei, who was not named by those two people, gave him an indescribable sense of weirdness, accompanied by a throbbing heartbeat, as if something was attracting him, so close at hand yet thousands of miles away.
   Ye Qing didn’t understand what it was like, until the full name that popped up next made his heart skip a beat.
   The other person seemed to have heard something he didn’t want to hear, and squeezed out a stiff sneer between his teeth, rolled his throat, and rolled out a few words: “Goddamn…hehe.”
   “What the hell… Have you forgotten the vision a few years ago?…Pei Xuan, that is a monster.” When he mentioned the past, deep fear appeared on the man’s face. What was he afraid of—fear of the ghosts crying and howling wolves that night? , when the crimson moon was in the sky, Pei Xuan raised his sword and came, all the flowers and grasses withered in an instant, and the ground was scorched black and disappeared.
   The boy’s eyes were extremely cold, without a drop of demonic blood on his body, he came into the world like a ghost.
   Being recalled by a few words, the other person’s eyes were filled with fear, he swallowed his saliva, and took a long time to take a deep breath and regain his tone.
   “You’re right, that fellow Pei Xuan is not worthy of being a disciple of Xingyao Palace. His actions are so cruel and solitary that everyone can punish him. Anyway, you and I can do things with peace of mind. Don’t forget the senior brother and teacher order.”
   After listening repeatedly, Ye Qing finally heard the name clearly, and Ye Qing fell into great shock.
   Pei, Pei Xuan?
   Him, his father?
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