"Let go of me. Ye Bufan looked at Mo Zhan coldly, as if he had a deep hatred, it was useless for anyone to stop him, he just wanted to do his filial piety as a son of man.

Mo Zhan was extremely angry, and said with a grin: "Okay, third brother, don't you think that your cultivation is higher than mine, I won't dare to beat you, right?" As he spoke, Mo Zhan swung his right fist and slammed it into Ye Bufan's left face.

Ye Bufan didn't make a move to resist, and let Mo Zhan's punch hit his cheek, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes stared at Mo Zhan dimly, "No one can stop me from doing my filial piety for my father." ”

"You!" Mo Zhan shouted angrily, his face turned cold, and he waved his right hand to smash another punch.

Qi Feiyu grabbed Mo Zhan's fist and sighed: "Since he wants to do his filial piety, you let him do his filial piety." After finishing speaking, Qi Feiyu sighed heavily, and then walked out of the forest.

He thought a lot, thought of Mo Zhan who stayed in the underworld, and thought of Wu Qingting and Gongsun Wuming, who had only three years left to live. From a certain point of view, he can understand Ye Bufan's mood at the moment, but he can't accept this mood.

Mo Zhan withdrew his fist and glanced at Ye Bufan, this glance also contained an incomparably complicated look, when he was on the battlefield, he had experienced many life and death separations, and he could also understand Ye Bufan's mood. But he didn't want his brother to fall like this, so he tried to wake him up.

If Ye Bufan was awakened by him, everything would be fine, but it was a pity that it was ......

"Hey. Mo Zhan sighed, and then withdrew from the forest gloomily.

After seeing the two leaving, Li Lao also secretly whispered to the villagers to withdraw from this place and leave this place to Ye Bufan.

After a while, everyone quietly retreated, leaving the grave to Ye Bufan.

......

After everyone left, Ye Bufan knocked his head heavily eighteen times.

Bang!

Eighteen sounds came into the ears of the Daoists with great clarity. Let everyone sigh again and again.

Especially the villagers of Fengling Village, after hearing these eighteen ringing sounds, they couldn't help but shed tears of true feelings.

Ye Bufan's father is the only teacher in the village, although he has only been in the village for ten years, he can do things for others, but he has won the hearts of the villagers.

Ye Bufan looked at the grave with a dull gaze, where his father was lying, although his father was very strict with him, he didn't complain too much. Moreover, since his father's heart knot was untied, his father's attitude towards him has also improved a lot, making him feel a strong father's love.

But he only went out for a while, and when he came back again, he was separated from his father forever, which made him acceptable.

Looking at the lonely grave, Ye Bufan unconsciously pulled out the Returning Sword, and slashed back without looking back, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and a tree not far behind him was lazily cut off.

An emerald green aura was paid on his body, enveloping the tree, and the tree galloped towards Ye Bufan through the air.

Ye Bufan got up suddenly, his footsteps were extremely fast, and the sword of the heart was constantly flipped, and the sword light flowed away, cutting the tree directly into a wooden card.

The wooden plaque is extremely smooth, with five large characters and seven small characters clearly engraved on it.

The Tomb of the Leaf of No Return.

is not a filial son, Ye Bufan stands.

Although his father had agreed with him that only when his cultivation broke through to Emperor Xuan, and after obtaining his permission, he could use his real name, but at the moment, Ye Bufan didn't care so much, and directly engraved his real name on the tombstone.

"Father......" Ye Bufan stroked the tombstone with a blurred eye, he didn't want to erect a tombstone for his father, and he didn't believe that his father would really die.

But he was allowed to use Xuan Qi to investigate the situation inside the tomb, and came to the conclusion that there was indeed a corpse lying in the tomb. And although the aura on the corpse was already very thin, he could still feel that it was his father's breath.

Ye Bufan stood up, walked to the front of the grave with a shaky figure, and slammed the tombstone into the ground, and with a bang, the tombstone sank into the ground, leaving only a part of it on it.

Seeing that the tombstone had been erected, Ye Bufan couldn't help crying bitterly, and tears gushed out of his pupils uncontrollably. This was the first time he had cried, and even if he had faced thousands of troops and challenged a hellish killer mission, he had never frowned.

But now it is different, in front of him are his relatives, the people who gave birth to him, and the closest relatives of flesh and blood.

As the Emperor of Killers, his personality has long since become cold and ruthless. But at this moment, Ye Bufan finally vented the emotions in his heart like a flesh-and-blood person, clenched his fists, cried silently, and burst into tears.

The villagers not far from the forest couldn't bear to cry bitterly after hearing Ye Bufan's cry.

Mo Zhan clenched his fists, and several times he couldn't help but want to rush in, but he was stopped by Qi Feiyu one by one.

"Let him cry, he needs to vent his emotions. ”

......

After crying for an unknown amount of time, Ye Bufan's crying gradually stopped, and after a while, he walked out of the forest in a trance.

"Third brother. Mo Zhan stepped forward quickly, but when he arrived in front of Ye Bufan and saw Ye Bufan's eyes, he couldn't help but stop the movements in his hand.

What kind of eyes were there, full of death, despair, loneliness, pain, etc., and a series of looks that should not have appeared appeared in Ye Bufan's eyes.

Ye Bufan ignored Mo Zhan and walked straight past him back to the village without looking back.

Mo Zhan's lips squirmed, and he stretched out his right hand to grab Ye Bufan, but in the end he didn't do anything.

Qi Feiyu stepped forward, patted Mo Zhan's figure, bowed to the villagers, and said, "Thank you for being able to help Yan Xiaozi bury his father, and have been waiting for Yan Xiaozi to come back in person to erect the monument." ”

In the Xuanwu Continent, after everyone dies, a monument must be erected by the eldest son and eldest daughter, or relatives in the family, otherwise it is regarded as a great injustice. If the eldest son and eldest daughter do not come back to erect a monument, it is regarded as a great unfilial piety and is spurned by thousands of people.

All the villagers avoided Qi Feiyu's front one after another, and waved their hands one after another, indicating that it was no big deal, and they all believed that Ye Bufan would return to Fengling Village one day.

Li Lao said, "This is just a trivial matter, adults don't need to be like this." Besides, Yan Huang's father took good care of us in the village, and we are obligated to do something to him, but it's a pity. ”

As he spoke, Elder Li sighed faintly and continued: "Mr. Yan is such a good person, but he died young. After finishing speaking, Li Lao couldn't help but wipe a handful of tears.

"Alright, since Mr. Yan's tombstone has been erected, let's disperse. ”

Niu Han said and walked to Li Lao's side, helped Li Lao, and continued: "Li Lao, I will help you go back to the house to rest." ”

Li Lao nodded, and followed Niu Han back to the village, but the figure was extremely lonely.

After Li Lao returned to the village, all the villagers also saluted Qi Feiyu, but most of them were rough people who had never seen anything in the world, and after hugging their fists in style, they returned to the village.

Of course, Qi Feiyu didn't care about these details, and returned the salute politely, he was also Ye Bufan's master, and the master of the Xuanwu Continent was like a father. Although Ye Bufan is already a mystery, he is only an eight-year-old child after all. Therefore, he should have thanked these villagers on behalf of Ye Bufan.

And Mo Zhan was even more so, standing on Qi Feiyu's side and saluting the villagers with Qi Feiyu one by one. He is Ye Bufan's second brother, and he can be regarded as half of Ye Bufan's father's son, and he should thank these villagers for burying Ye Bufan's father.

When the last villager left, Qi Feiyu and Mo Zhan glanced at each other, then nodded, and used their Xuan Qi, and their bodies quickly caught up with Ye Bufan's footsteps.

......

After catching up with Ye Bufan, Qi Feiyu and Mo Zhan followed Ye Bufan until they reached the center of the village.

It was lonely here, the ground was overgrown with all kinds of weeds, Qi Feiyu and Mo Zhan couldn't help but be stunned, wondering why Ye Bufan would bring them here.

After Ye Bufan saw the scene here, his heart hurt again, pointed to the ground, and said hoarsely: "Here, it used to be my home, and I grew up here since I was a child. ”

Qi Feiyu and Mo Zhan were silent, they didn't know how to comfort Ye Bufan, they had just experienced a big change, and after returning home, they found that their home was gone, why was God so unfair to him.

"Hahaha, my home, hahahaha, where do I still have a home?"

Ye Bufan raised his head and laughed miserably, that look was no different from a demon, his father was gone, and his home was gone. This world is big, but there is still a place for him?

"You're wrong. Qi Feiyu said leisurely: "Not only do you have a home, you also have us, Canglan Academy is your home, and everyone in Canglan Academy is your relatives." ”

Mo Zhan nodded and said, "Third brother, what Teacher Qi said is right, no matter what kind of tribulation you go through, you must remember that Canglan Academy will always be your home, and we will always be your relatives." ”

Qi Feiyu said: "Although your father has gone, I believe that your father must want to see you become a strong man who stands up to the sky, not a coward who can only hug his head and cry." What you have to do now is to recover quickly and cultivate hard to become a strong person, so that you will not live up to your father's expectations of you. ”

"Get stronger. Ye Bufan muttered, and laughed miserably: "My father is gone, my family is gone, what's the point of me becoming stronger, what's the point of me cultivating this body!"

As he spoke, the aura in Ye Bufan's body became irritable, and a Xuan Soul with half Yin Yang White Fish and half Five Elements appeared behind him, and the six breaths above the Xuan Soul also became extremely violent, wantonly raging all around, destroying everything within ten zhang of the surroundings.

Qi Feiyu was not only stunned for a moment after seeing Ye Bufan's Xuan Soul, when Ye Bufan taught him Tai Chi swordsmanship, Ye Bufan had painted a pattern of Tai Chi for him to see, and he could naturally recognize what the Xuan Soul behind Ye Bufan was.

But what he didn't expect was that the Five Elements Soul that was originally just an ordinary Five Elements Xuan Soul was actually transformed towards Tai Chi, and the aura on it was so masculine and rigid that Ye Bufan looked like a sword out of the sheath, and his edge was exposed.