Ye Xin sat cross-legged on the dilapidated stone slab, slowly put down the rusty sword, and waited for the dawn.

Without cultivation, Ye Xin sat cross-legged like this......

In the early morning, the earth ushered in the first rays of sunshine, accompanied by a violent cough, a rickety figure wearing a long coat slowly pushed open the door, but the whole body paused at this moment, with a kind smile, and said softly: "Child, come back......"

Ye Xin was shirtless at the moment, but he didn't have the weakness that he left half a year ago, as if he would fall down when the wind blew, his face was no longer pale, and he looked energetic.

Ye Xin smiled brightly, like the big boy next door, without the coldness of the Extreme Dao Eye, and said, "Grandpa Wu!"

"It's good to come back" Old Man Wu didn't ask much, and he didn't know Ye Xin's past for a year.

"I'm going to cook" Ye Xin's communication with the old man was so simple, he picked up the rusty sword and walked to the kitchen, even if he died for half a year, Ye Xin's craftsmanship over the years has not been forgotten.

The old man smiled and nodded, with a light breeze, he turned around and walked to the house, found an old robe and handed it to Ye Xin.

Although the clothes are old and washed and faded, they still fit, and the promoted posture with a delicate face will also attract attention in the crowd.

After a while, a few simple side dishes were brought to the table. I haven't seen each other for half a year, the two sit quietly opposite each other, they haven't touched the food for a long time, Ye Xin gulped the rice, and the old man smiled while picking up the vegetables...... It all seems harmonious and warm.

After the meal, the old man sat on the rocking chair he had built and drank a cup of tea.

looked at Ye Xin, who was in a daze at a piece of wood, and said: "The carving is not re-copied, the most important thing is to be attentive." The heart is a natural ......"

Now, Ye Xin can completely rely on the ability of his eyes to copy the carving of the old man without any mistakes, but Ye Xin did not do this, and in the carving of the knife and mark, the control of the power comparable to the barbarian demon beast in the body became more and more subtle. The manipulation of power by mood is also becoming more and more synchronized, and the force moves at will. However, all of this is imperceptible.

"I ...... It seems to understand" Ye Xin sat for more than an hour holding a piece of wood, and slowly raised the carving knife in his hand. The "heart ......" went down one by one, and the sawdust fell to the ground dotted, and the wood was thick and human-shaped.

The last figure standing up to the sky and the earth was dressed in a long robe, as rich as jade, appearing in Ye Xin's hand, lifelike, but it had no facial features, "Father!"

Ye Xin put the wood carving in front of him, and picked up a piece of wood again, and after a long time, a wood carving like the widow of the Nine Heavens Fairy, with fluttering clothes, appeared, and slowly placed it in one place with the man's wood carving, like a pair of beautiful people. has no facial features, but it is so lifelike, with a strong emotion on the wood carving, the two wood carvings almost exhausted all of Ye Xin's mind and strength, took a deep breath, and slowly put down the carving knife.

This is what his parents look like in Ye Xin's mind.

Old Man Wu looked at it and nodded slightly. There's already a bit of verve in it.

I have to say that this is also a different kind of cultivation, not only the state of mind has been improved, but also the divine consciousness is gradually growing. The monks are all retrograde in the torrent of the Great Dao, and it is difficult for Ye Xin to calm down and do something ordinary like Ye Xin at this moment.

In the past year or so, Ye Xin has been affected by Old Man Wu's downbeat state of mind, and he does not deliberately pursue anything, and he lacks the impetuousness in the wilderness.

Although the cultivation is not as good as before, it is to imitate the cultivation system of the ancient monks, and even detached, because no one can break the one hundred and eight shackles in the Yuelong Realm throughout the ages, at least it has not been recorded in ancient books, like a taboo, and at this moment Ye Xin is moving towards the peak step by step. Tens of thousands of primordial runes are only a preliminary fusion, and when they are completely smelted in their eyes one day, they will definitely shock the entire boundless Kyushu.

Time passed slowly, Ye Xin's carving skills became more and more mature, flowers, birds, insects and beasts appeared vividly on the tables and chairs, different from the carving of the old man Wu, Ye Xin's carved patterns are more than a vitality.

Until one day, the old man Wu was lying on the bed, his eyes were difficult to open, and his whole eyeball was cloudy.

However, it was still as if he had exhausted all his strength before his death, and said to Ye Xin, who was silent at the head of the bed: "Child, I know that you are not mortal"

"Grandpa Wu......" Ye Xin had reluctance in his eyes.

"Needless to say, all living beings will die one day. Death is just an ordinary thing" Old Man Wu smiled, looking at life and death very lightly.

Monks are all in pursuit of immortality, but for thousands of years, how have you ever heard that someone has become an immortal, and even the strongest emperor in ancient times will be wiped out in the long river of time. Ren Tianjiao is tens of millions, and the stars are born and died between raising his hand, and in the end it is just a piece of loess on the road to immortality.

Just like the laws of heaven, it is said from the mouth of the old man who has gone through the vicissitudes of life, ordinary and true.

Ye Xin did not speak...... Thinking about the path of the monks.

Old Man Wu's mouth was a little confused, pointed to a wooden box on the desk, and said, "You can take the things on it...... Certain...... Take it with you."

Ye Xin walked over and took down the long box that was covered with dust.

"Hit ...... Open the ......" Old Man Wu's eyes became more and more cloudy.

Wipe the dust off it, and a five-foot wooden sword lies quietly in it. It is the same as the peach wood sword used by ordinary Taoist priests, and the whole body is simple and unpretentious, and it has always been the same under the erosion of time.

"This sword was taken from a large tomb......," said Old Man Wu, his consciousness already a little blurred.

"Grandpa Wu, stop talking......" The corners of Ye Xin's eyes were a little moist, and he put down the wooden box.

"Help me go outside...... Old Man Wu smiled.

"Good ......" Ye Xin gently helped Old Man Wu up, just like Old Man Wu carried himself on the street years ago.

On the rocking chair, Old Man Wu looked at the east side of the imperial city, muttered as if to himself, and said, "I don't know what ...... over there"

"It is a series of majestic mountains, continuous 10,000-year-old trees...... Strange and exotic beasts hovered...... "Ye Xin sat on the stone slab by the rocking chair as if chatting with Old Man Wu, with a smile, and looked at the sky with the same gaze as Old Man Wu.

From the imperial city to the border wilderness, there are more than 10,000 miles, and it takes several years for mortals to go back and forth, and they need to travel non-stop.

"I really want to go and see it......" the old man muttered with a smile and slowly closed his eyes......

Facing the sunset, the golden glow fell on the old man's peaceful face, Ye Xin turned his head and said to the deceased old man Wu: "Grandpa Wu, I'll take you to ......"

Late at night, Ye Xin put the body of the old man Wu into the coffin that the old man had prepared for himself. Slowly close the coffin.

"Brother Ge!!" Ye Xin's extreme eyes appeared, and a cold aura filled the entire courtyard, faintly filled with a trace of immortal aura.

Ye Xin picked up a small coffin on his back and walked out of the imperial city step by step......

"Who's !!"

A man dressed as an officer and soldier stood on the city wall dozens of feet high, and asked Ye Xin, who was carrying a coffin on his back.

"Brother of Lord Katsuri, come to fetch his bones" Ye Xin responded coldly, his thin body exuding heart-palpitating fluctuations.

"Bold, rebellious thief !!"

On the city wall, the corpse of the Gecheng Lord is still hanging on it, sealed by the spiritual power of the old emperor, and it is still not decomposed. The rise of the Chu State requires Liwei, and the lineage of the Marquis of Yuanyuan has become the best example.

"Boom !!"

The bluestone slabs under the city wall were directly cracked, and the huge cracks spread directly dozens of zhang away, and some shops with several floors were directly crooked and collapsed.

The momentum was so terrifying that Ye Xin jumped a hundred feet high, landing on the city wall like a meteorite, and shaking the mountains with a bang, like cracks in the city wall made of black iron.

The man guarding the wall sat down on the ground, trembling and slurred, and as he crawled backwards, he threatened: "Do you know...... This...... This is the Imperial City!"

One step out of the ground cracked, a leap down a hundred feet high. There is no fluctuation of spiritual power at all, this is a human race or an ancient demon beast!

"It won't be in a few years," Ye Xin said slowly, glancing at the man guarding the wall who was sitting on the ground. As if looking at the gods, the soldiers of the Open Source Realm directly shattered their divine consciousness and lost their breath......

When the group of soldiers who arrived just in time saw this scene, even the leading Star Realm monk forgot to take a step and stayed directly in place.

At a glance, the divine sense was shattered, the cold atmosphere on the city wall was permeated, and the entire city wall was quiet, Ye Xin was like a predator in this dark night, only his eyes exuded chaotic immortal energy.

As Ye Xin's main means of attack, this cannot be fully controlled. At this moment, he turned his head and said coldly: "You are also coming!"

"Kill...... Kill him"

The leader of the group was visibly frightened, and as he retreated, he ordered a pair of soldiers behind him to step forward.

"Boom"

Ye Xin disappeared on the spot, and shot out completely with the power of his body, "Poof!" Before the leader could see clearly, he was crushed by a foot and crushed his sternum, and he was nailed to the city wall, unable to even struggle, and lost his breath in an instant.

Ye Xin withdrew his right foot and looked around at everyone like a grim reaper.

Who is the enemy!

With just his physical body, he can stomp the leader to death with one foot, shattering the divine consciousness of the monks of the same realm at a glance. As the guard of this imperial city, who is not arrogant on weekdays, but at this moment, he doesn't even dare to move. Ye Xin's death-like figure slowly walked to the center of the city wall, pulled up Ge Xiaosheng's bones, wrapped them in a white cloth, put them in the coffin, jumped off the city wall, and slowly left.

"Quick, inform the ......"

"Poof", "Poof", "Poof"......

Before the words were finished, Ye Xin's figure came in the blink of an eye, several strings of blood splashed, and one person was directly exploded, almost in an instant, there were more than a dozen corpses on the city wall, some hung horizontally on the edge of the city wall, and some fell on the stones, all of which were made of fine iron and the battle armor exploded inch by inch.

That night, Ye Xin put the two swords behind his back and closed the courtyard door.

Put a book called "The Book of Burial" in the wooden box into your arms.

Outside the tall walls of the imperial city.

"The Emperor, wait for me Ye Xin......"

After speaking, he left the imperial city with two coffins, one large and one small, with a plate cart.

Towards the wilderness......