A few days later.

The dust of the trip to the ancient holy tomb has settled, and all the turmoil has gradually subsided, and Ye Zhiqiu's name has resounded throughout the Eastern Wilderness!

However, all this is not over yet, two months later, the peak showdown on the top of the peak is full of expectations!

Netherworld.

"Valley master, crazy girl, it's been half a year since I left home, my family doesn't know I'm alive, I want to go back and see!"

Ye Zhiqiu calmed down and prepared to say goodbye for a few days.

"Qiu'er, go ahead! Don't delay the time, after two months, it's not as easy as you think!"

"Understood!"

When the words fell, Ye Zhiqiu glanced at Feng Qingyan, then turned around and flew towards the Falling Moon Dynasty.

......

A few hours have passed.

"Yan'er, why don't you say goodbye to him?"

Feng Wuxian looked at Feng Qingyan, who looked stupid, and asked.

"Father, I ......" Feng Qingyan wanted to speak and stopped, she took a deep breath, seemed to have made some kind of difficult choice, and said seriously:

"Father, I ...... I want to go to my mother's!"

"Oh, you should have made a decision so soon, you should know that your mother's family ......" Feng Wuxian seemed to remember some unbearable past, clenched his fists, and looked into the distance, as if he was unwilling to twist around in his chest.

"Father, I've decided! That stinky guy is too strong, I'm afraid ......" Feng Qingyan's face turned red, a little shy.

"Understood! Over there, you have to be careful, put away your little princess's temper, the people there are no worse than you!" Feng Wuxian sighed.

"Got it, Father!"

......

Under the blue sky, a teenager soared in the sky, flying at full speed in the direction of the Falling Moon Dynasty.

The young man was dressed in a white robe, his silver hair floated in the air, his aura was lofty, and his sword eyebrows showed his manliness.

This young man is naturally Ye Zhiqiu.

In the past few days, Ye Zhiqiu asked Feng Wuxian to help him estimate his strength.

The reversal space blessed by the sixfold blood sacrifice and the eye of the heavenly sun is enough to compete with the peak of the ordinary Venerable!

If Ye Zhiqiu integrates the formation path into the boxing technique, he can even reach the level of the Great Venerable!

This kind of strength is enough to run rampant in the entire Xuanwu Dynasty!

Therefore, the news that he is still alive no longer worries about being known. His strength is enough to deter the entire Xuanwu Dynasty!

Half a day later, Tiandu City.

Ye Zhiqiu came to the mountain gate of the Cloud Sword Sect, found the disciple guarding the door, handed out a copy of the inheritance and a strand of hair, and said softly:

"Two senior brothers, transfer this gift to your sect master Yao Sword Fairy for me, just say that the old man Ye Zhiqiu is ashamed of Qianjiangxue and Yunjian Sect!"

After saying that, Ye Zhiqiu turned into a wisp of breeze and disappeared without a trace.

This inheritance is the ancient saint inheritance that Ye Zhiqiu is looking for in the ancient holy tomb for the Cloud Sword Sect without telling everyone.

And that wisp of green silk is naturally taken from Qianjiang snow.

After a stick of incense.

Cloud Sword Sect, above the Sword Peak.

A masked middle-aged woman choked back tears, her jade hand tightly held the wisp of green silk, looked at the blue sky, and said in a trembling voice:

"Ye Zhiqiu, Xue'er...... Cher really owes you in her last life, my poor boy!"

This woman is naturally the Yao Sword Fairy, and Qian Jiangxue is her favorite apprentice, but she will be separated forever within half a year!

Ye Zhiqiu came back to life, but her apprentice Qian Jiangxue was immortal and immortal.

......

It's half a day again, Phoenix City of the Sky Dome Dynasty, and the night is getting darker.

Ye Zhiqiu fell in the City Lord's Mansion, and in front of him was the sleeping place of Canaan Xiong.

Ye Zhiqiu wanted to knock on the door, but after all, he couldn't let go of the deep guilt in his heart, and placed a letter and a storage ring in front of the door.

Then he turned and flew into the void, disappearing into the moonlight.

I saw that above the void, there were two crystal drops, like dew, staining the envelope.

Early the next morning, Canaan Xiong dragged his old body to open the door and picked up the letter and space ring on the ground.

Opening the envelope, Canaan's complexion seemed to be dozens of years younger.

"Father-in-law, son-in-law Ye Zhiqiu came to visit, and Ye Zhiqiu has always remembered what his father-in-law explained. There are some elixirs and martial arts in the space ring, you are good at cultivating, take care of your body! Don't worry, don't read!"

At this moment, Canaanxiong's eyes moistened.

Half a year ago, when he learned the news of Ye Zhiqiu's death, Canaan Xiong seemed to have lost the whole world, and seemed to be countless years old.

And now, Ye Zhiqiu miraculously came back alive!

Canaan's disheartened heart finally ignited the light of hope.

He knew that maybe one day in the future, Ye Zhiqiu might really bring his daughter Canaan Mingyue and return safely.

Now, what he needs to do is to cultivate well and prolong his life.

......

And Ye Zhiqiu has already set foot on the border of the Falling Moon Dynasty.

The breeze of the hometown is still so familiar, the blue sky of the hometown is still so open, and the clouds of the hometown are still so colorful.

It's just that after three years of great changes, the vicissitudes of life, that poor girl seems to have passed away and completely disappeared between heaven and earth.

"Master Ye Gucheng is okay, Kyoto Academy doesn't know what's going on, let's go and see!"

After that, Ye Zhiqiu spread his wings in the sky, turned into a streamer, and disappeared.

......

Kyoto Gaku.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the familiar door of the mansion and sighed.

In the end, Chang'an will return to his hometown, and there will be no Chang'an in his hometown!

He is back, but things are not people, many people, and many things have already changed dramatically.

Stepping into the schoolhouse, breathing in the familiar air, is particularly pleasant.

He unexpectedly discovered that there was a golden eagle of his own on the school square.

The statue is engraved with three bright characters - Ye Zhiqiu!

Ye Zhiqiu smiled and shook his head, all this must be the masterpiece of the master's night lonely city.

He was about to fly towards the Moon Tower, but a group of students and a familiar figure not far away caught his attention.

That was Liu Ruyan, the former instructor.

"Mentor Liu, long time no see!"

Ye Zhiqiu stepped forward and interrupted Liu Ruyan's lecture.

"Good...... Long time no see!"

Listening to the familiar voice, Liu Ruyan's beautiful eyes widened, and thousands of surprises appeared in her heart, but she only said four words.

"Mentor Liu, I'm going to find the master!

After that, Ye Zhiqiu disappeared as if he had never appeared.

Long.

Liu Ruyan froze in place, looking at the position of Ye Zhiqiu, and took a long breath.

The immature boy of the year, who returned safely, seems to have reached the point where she can only look up to Liu Ruyan.

And it's only been three years!

"Tutor Liu, that person is similar to the golden eagle in the school square!"

"Yes, Mentor Liu, isn't the undefeated evil king Ye Zhiqiu dead?

"Mentor Liu, tell me quickly, who that person is, it seems to be very familiar with you!"

......

The students looked puzzled and became strongly interested in Ye Zhiqiu.

Hearing this, Liu Ruyan showed a touch of amazement, and said with a smile:

"He, it's Ye Zhiqiu! Undefeated Evil King Ye Zhiqiu!"

When the words fell, the mouths of all the students opened into an O-shape, and their eyes flashed with various looks.

Excitement, adoration, envy......

......

The third floor of the Mochizuki Building.

In front of the door of a quaint building, Ye Zhiqiu stretched out his right hand and knocked on the door slowly, slowly, as if he was afraid of disturbing the people in the building.

"Master, Ye Zhiqiu, a young apprentice, is back......! Are you there?"

The voice fell, but no sound came from the building.

Long.

A trembling voice finally came from the room.

"Qiu'er...... Is it really you? You're back?"

"Master, I'...... It's back!"

A thousand words don't seem to carry as much weight as the four words "I'm back".

"It's good to be back...... It's good to be back!"

Night Lonely City muttered to himself.

Ye Zhiqiu pushed the door lightly and stepped into the building.

In half a year, Night Lonely City has not changed much, but there are a little more thoughts and concerns.

Seeing this, Ye Zhiqiu showed a touch of distress and whispered:

"Master, I'm ......"

"It's okay, Qiu'er, how long are you going to stay when you come back this time?" said with a chuckle in the Night Lonely City.

"Master...... Should...... I think I'll only be able to stay for a few days!"

Ye Zhiqiu lowered his head.

"A few days, yes, the master understands, the burden on your body is very heavy!" Night Lonely City sighed.

"Master, I'm officially in conflict with the Ji family!"

Ye Zhiqiu said slowly.

Hearing this, Night Lonely City's complexion changed greatly, revealing an extremely strong shock, and said in a trembling voice:

"Qiu'er...... You...... What kind of realm are you now, what kind of strength are you?"

Ye Zhiqiu knelt down and replied:

"The pinnacle of the royal road, the pinnacle of the Venerable strength!"

As soon as these words came out, Night Lonely City was silent for a long time.

Although he thought that Ye Zhiqiu might be very strong, in half a year, he had grown to such a point that it was enough to describe it in four words, that is-

Shocking!

Long.

"Qiu'er, when you come back this time, you should have something to explain, right?"

Night Lonely City seemed to have guessed what Ye Zhiqiu was thinking, and there seemed to be a trace of worry between his eyebrows.

"Master Wisdom, two months later, the apprentice will face off against the strongest junior of the Ji family, and if he wins, he will be famous all over the world, and if he loses, he will ......" Ye Zhiqiu wanted to speak and stopped, he didn't know what would happen if he lost.

"Is it a battle of life and death?"

Night Lonely City was silent for a few breaths and asked.

"Not ......"

"That's good...... That's good! You must live!"

"I will, and I'll win!"

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