Chapter 11: Preaching to the Wind

"Very good, since you answered me, then you are blessed with a deep fate, and then I say you listen, remember as much as you can, and the heavens follow the fate, and you must not force it."

The lips opened slightly, the tongue bloomed lotus, in Ye Qing and Huang's eyes, time seemed to stand still, and everything slowed down.

The flowers do not swing, the grass does not move, the wind stops, and there is no longer the awe-inspiring majesty of the nobles.

"Remember?"

"One hundred is less than one."

I don't know why, I hear less, and I write it down, and after I write it down, one percent of the parts that can be understood are exaggerated.

But Ye Qing was very satisfied with the words of the wilderness, the path of the heavenly immortals, the golden jade inside, regarded as the golden immortal in the sky, at this time, with the help of the desolate continent, the opportunity of the lich turmoil, the Nine Turns Yuan Gong made a breakthrough again, and Ye Qing had already stepped into the ranks of the golden immortals.

At this time, Ye Qing's way to the wilderness was his own golden immortal good words.

And in such a wake-up sentence, a half-grown child, it is already commendable to be able to hear what he says, and now he can understand a few of the true meanings, this kind of understanding is really worthy of being one of the twelve clay figures that Ye Qing personally pinched in the mud pit of creation.

"Wild, after taking charge of the Feng family again, come to the top of the Creation Mountain to find me."

With a flick of his hand, the speed of time changed as usual, and at this time, in the eyes of the Feng family, in an instant, the person who had just intervened disappeared, leaving only a half-grown child, standing quietly in front of his knife.

"You pariah, but you have the audacity to stay here, where is the person who robbed me of the dragon rope just now? If you dare to shield this person, you will be skinned and cramped! ”

The earth dragon rope is one of the few magic weapons in the side branch of the Feng family, if it is not for the pleasing of the young master of the Feng family today, even if this person asks for a dim place, it is impossible for his father to let him bring this treasure out.

Therefore, seeing the loss of the Dilong Suo, that person was really red-eyed, and he couldn't wait to torture and serve immediately, forcing Ye Qing to find out his whereabouts.

But before he could make a move, he saw the corners of his mouth rise slightly, and then suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes.

"Move with the wind! How can you know my Feng family method?! ”

Seeing that Arata melted into the wind so easily, the man was so frightened that he almost peed his pants.

The popular scriptures are practiced to the highest and deepest realms before they have this kind of magical power, and now this is just a blink of an eye, this half-old child has actually mastered such a mysterious method!

What the fuck!

But just as he was about to turn around and flee for his life, he saw a wind blade fluttering behind him, silently taking away the head of the heir of the Feng family.

Hidden in the sky at this time, Ye Qing quietly watched as the desolate melt into the wind cut the man's neck, and couldn't help but light up.

I can't imagine that this kid has such a high level of understanding, and he has a natural affinity for the wind method, otherwise the whole set of golden immortal perceptions, why did he only remember the wind gate, and also comprehended it to such a point.

The Seventeen Ancestors, in Ye Qing's eyes, were originally just seventeen clay figures.

Twelve of them are related to Sanqing, but the other five have been created by Nuwa, and the demonic energy has entered the body, which has made them live a long life until now.

Now that the situation of the human race is inseparable from those five people, it seems that it is really necessary to teach these five people a good lesson, so that they can understand what it is under the saints, everyone is equal, and it is the truth of grass and mustard.

Thinking of this, Ye Qing looked down, and saw that Huang had already killed another person and settled down, and then after identifying the direction, he melted into the wind again and chased in the direction where Feng Li and Feng Nu had fled.

"Those who are born with great opportunities really do things happily and obediently to their hearts."

With a slight smile, Ye Qing quietly turned into an ordinary civilian and walked into the first city-like building complex established by the Terrans.