Chapter 185: Value

At that time, Ye Luo understood that Ye Rouer's kindness to him was based on his promising future and use value. When he loses this value, people naturally have no need to continue to slap him.

Regarding Ye Rou'er's performance today, although Ye Luo was a little disappointed, two years had passed, and he didn't care too much, and after smiling helplessly, he returned to his small courtyard.

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It was late at night, Ye Luo closed the scroll, pushed open the window, and quietly looked up at the starry sky.

He began to practice at the age of five, and in ten years he became the pinnacle of martial arts. Then, he suffered a sudden change and lost his cultivation, and his life fell to the lowest point.

In fact, Ye Luo's own situation, he himself knows best.

When his cultivation was lost, he clearly felt that the spiritual power contained in his body did not return to the heavens and the earth, but went inward and infiltrated somewhere in his body. As for the blocked and even broken meridians, they magically recovered automatically not long after he lost his cultivation, and it seemed to be even stronger.

Since then, Ye Luo has not given up his cultivation, on the contrary, he has been more persevering, constantly absorbing the aura between heaven and earth. He firmly believes that he will never be mediocre all his life, and the glory and aura that once belonged to him must be in his hands here!

It was also at that time that he discovered that in addition to his extremely fast self-healing ability, his perception had also become very powerful, and he had even reached the level of a martial artist!

On this basis, Ye Luo tried slowly, and gradually explored a set of breathing methods on his own, so that he could communicate with the aura of heaven and earth at any time, without the need to absorb the aura by sitting and meditating on his knees.

In the past two years, Ye Luo has been bored in his room on weekdays to study, and at the same time he has been constantly practicing. At that time, he had gradually learned to forbear. His eyes never stayed in this purple jade city. He wants to become the strongest man in the continent, and he wants to find his missing father.

However, the large amount of aura absorbed every day could not be stored in the dantian, resulting in him now only having a low-end cultivation of the first order of a martial artist.

Even so, he has persevered until now. And his motivation was a letter that appeared in his study more than a year ago, when he was about to give up his cultivation, and there were only four words in the letter—accumulate and develop!

That's the handwriting of his missing father!

His father's letter strengthened his determination, and he practiced even harder, waiting for the day when he would erupt.

At this moment, there was a gentle knock on the door, and the gentle voice of grandfather Ye Zhengcang came from outside the door: "Jun'er, are you sleeping?" ”

Ye Zheng was the previous head of the Ye family, but due to his advanced age, he abdicated to Ye Yiqing.

Ye Luo hurriedly stood up and went to open the door.

"Grandpa. Ye Luo opened the door, and a thin old man with a childish face was standing outside the door, with a loving smile on his face.

Ye Luo hurriedly invited Ye Zheng into the house. In the past two years, everyone in the family looked down on Ye Luo, who had lost his parents and cultivated to the fullest, only his grandfather Ye Zheng still treated him as before.

"Jun'er, I already know about the day's events, don't take it too seriously. Ye Zheng sat down at the desk casually, and waved his hand to signal Ye Luo to sit too.

"Well, it's okay, I'll prove it to them. Ye Luo said calmly,

"If you need anything, just tell Grandpa. Ye Zheng nodded and said.

"Yes, grandpa. I want quenching fluid, a lot of it. Ye Luo didn't say anything polite to him, and said directly.

"Although you have lost your cultivation, the strength of your body and meridians is still at the peak level of a martial artist, and the medicinal power of quenching body fluids can withstand it. Ye Zheng nodded in agreement.

"As for your father's affairs, Grandpa hired some mercenaries and are still looking for them. But you also know that although our Ye family has some power in Ziyu City, it is out of this range..."

"Grandpa, I'll look for my father's traces. I will definitely become a powerhouse in the famous continent, and it will be much easier to find my father when the time comes. Ye Luo said confidently.

"You're still so confident. Ye Zheng smiled, "Actually, I always feel that the disappearance of your father is not necessarily a bad thing, maybe it is a great creation." ”

"It's not too early, you rest early. I'll bring you the quenching solution tomorrow. ”

Ye Zheng got up and walked towards the outside of the house. Ye Luo got up to see him off, and watched Ye Zheng's thin and old figure disappear around the corner before turning around and entering the house, his heart warm.

"Two months—" Ye Luo lay on the bed, muttering to himself, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

It didn't take long for him to have a dream.

In the dream, a tall man stood in the distant light.

"Father!" shouted Yero.

"You must keep up with me. The man said, his voice high and empty, as if it came from outside the sky.

"Father, where have you been, why don't you go home?" Ye Luo said, chasing after the man with a quick pace.

The man walked slowly and steadily, far away in Ye Luo's field of vision. Ye Luo ran forward desperately, but he could only watch the distance between the two getting bigger and bigger.

"You must keep up with me. ”

The man said this again, and then completely disappeared into the white light in front of him.

The next morning, Ye Luo recalled last night's dream, and he didn't know why. Was the dream just because he was overthinking, or was it suggesting something?

Ye Luo fetched water by himself, washed up, went to the kitchen to find Lao Yang, a fat chef close to him, had breakfast, and returned to his room again.

He spread a blanket in the open space of the study and began to make some weird moves on it. After a while, I was sweating profusely.

This is a physical technique he learned in an ancient book, the role is to continuously improve the strength of muscles and the toughness of the meridians, which is very practical, with quenching body fluid, twice the result with half the effort.

However, nowadays, people are focused on absorbing the aura and soaking the body with medicines, and have gradually neglected the method of stimulating the body's potential through physical techniques.

Now, although Ye Luo couldn't condense and transform his aura into true yuan, his physical strength was already comparable to that of a martial artist, and he could rival a third-order or even fourth-order martial artist by relying on the explosive power of his muscles alone.

Here, I want to talk about the division of the realm of the Sogo Continent.

The monk absorbs the aura between heaven and earth, condenses and transforms in the body, and forms the true element. The level of the monk, according to the strength and the quality and quantity of the true element in the body, is divided into the realms of martial artist, martial master, martial sect, martial king, martial emperor, martial god, etc., and each realm is divided into five steps.

It is said that in ancient times, there were also martial saints and even powerful people in the realm of martial arts. But such a big man has disappeared in today's Sogo Continent, and the Martial God is already the top powerhouse in this continent.

Not long after practicing, Ye Zheng brought some quenching fluids and medicines such as the Gathering Spirit Pill, as well as a booked codex about the cultivation of the True Yuan.

"Jun'er, you can't cultivate now, and there are still some problems with the meridians. I have already heard that a wandering medical master has come to the vicinity of Purple Jade City, as long as the news is confirmed, I will take you to see it. Ye Zheng said, "I bought a batch of medicinal materials to warm the meridians a few days ago, and I will send them in a few days, and I will see if I can help you when the time comes." ”

After chatting with Ye Luo for a while, Ye Zheng went back. And Ye Luo himself cultivated until late before returning to the bedroom to rest.

In his sleep, he saw the tall man with a vague figure again, his father. This time, he chased further, and before his father disappeared, he vaguely saw a beautiful and dignified woman appear beside his father, and the woman said to him, "Jun'er, you must follow in your father's footsteps." ”

"Mother!" Ye Luo woke up from his dream and saw that it was already dawn. After he finished washing, he thought for a while, and walked towards the back mountain of the Ye family.

In a quiet valley, the green bamboo is swaying and the grass is green, which is very beautiful. His mother, Murong Xiuxiu, is buried here.

Ye Luo came to his mother's tombstone and was silent for a long time. Then he squatted down, carefully cleaned the weeds that were already very short next to the tombstone, and muttered: "Mother, I dreamed of my father the night before yesterday, and he said that I must follow his footsteps; Mother, you have a spirit in heaven, do you want to hint at me anything?"

While cleaning up the weeds, Ye Luo found that some of the grass leaves had turned into the ground, but the roots of the grass were facing upwards. He picked up some dirt and saw that there was a lot of grass like this. He took a cursory look and realized that the inverted grass was actually surrounding his mother's grave!

Ye Luo was speechless in shock, and checked it several times, and the result was the same - his mother's tomb was turned over!

What's going on? The Ye family is heavily guarded, and it stands to reason that no one can sneak in and rob the tomb. But this tomb has indeed been turned over.

Ye Luo felt that things were not so simple, and a bold idea also rose in his heart: open the tomb!

He inhales deeply, exhales, and repeats many times. But I still can't suppress this idea, on the contrary, it is getting stronger and stronger!

After a while, Ye Luo no longer hesitated. He kowtowed a few times in front of his mother's grave and said, "Mother, please forgive the child for being reckless. Then he began to move, picking up the dirt little by little.

Ye Luo's physique was far beyond ordinary people, and soon, a large amount of soil was turned over, and Murong Xiuxiu's tomb was completely revealed. A red lacquered golden silk nanmu coffin was carefully moved to the ground by Ye Luo. He kowtowed to the coffin again, then pulled out the nails one by one, and lifted the lid of the coffin.

"Dang Chang!" the coffin lid fell to the ground, and Ye Luo also fell to the ground, unable to speak for a long time.

On that day, he watched his mother be buried, but now, lying in the coffin, it was not his mother, but an ice sculpture! The appearance of the ice sculpture was not his mother, but a strange woman.

After a long time, Ye Luo stood up and looked into the coffin. He kept telling himself that what he had just seen was an illusion, an illusion...

The crystal clear ice sculpture is still lying quietly in the coffin, shimmering with a cold luster in the sun.

Just when Ye Luo was stunned, the ice sculpture suddenly opened its arms and pulled him into the coffin! In a hazy moment, he heard the ice sculpture woman whisper softly in his ear:

"It's been two years, and I'm finally waiting for you. ”

"Smack-"

The sound of porcelain shattering came from Ye Luo's body, and at this point, the realm barrier between the martial artist and the martial artist has been completely broken! Ye Luo has completely entered the realm of the martial artist!

Accumulate and develop!

In the past, as well as in the past two years, all Ye Luo's efforts have not been wasted. All the efforts are backlogged, and all the spurts burst out at this moment!

"No, it can't be like this!"