A turmoil calmed down, and everything that happened in the Realm Palace also spread, and when the events of the year broke out, the Realm Palace still stands, or even stronger, and many people faintly guess something.

But this matter, the parties concerned are all silent, no one has mentioned it, Tianhe Dao Ancestor does not ask about foreign affairs, it seems to have been hit hard, and gradually no one guesses those things, not to mention, because Tianhe Dao Ancestor does not ask about the world, the Realm Palace is the invincible overlord-level existence of the Tianhe Realm.

But now, the majesty of the Realm Palace has been questioned, and Qi Xuangang's questioning voice is still lingering in his ears that day, and the Realm Palace has completely betrayed the Tianhe Dao Ancestor, and with extremely despicable means, he has made an alliance with the Tianhe Dao Ancestor on the surface, but behind his back, he cooperated with the Protoss to wipe out the Tianhe Dao Ancestor.

Duan Qing can be regarded as innocent of death, although he is for the interests of the family, but what about those who died in vain.

However, even if he knows that the Realm Palace is despicable, but the Realm Palace is now standing at the top of the Tianhe Realm, who dares to say anything.

Presumably, the Realm Palace has also been jealous of the existence of Tianhe Dao Ancestor.

With Duan Qing's death this time, the Realm Palace couldn't do anything.

As time passed, the number of people discussing this matter gradually decreased, and Ye Futian had been practicing on the mountain.

The deed contains the meaning of the five elements and gossip, has many mysteries, and can even be borrowed to practice the formation, for Ye Futian, who is good at all kinds of Taoism, he is indeed very suitable for practicing the deed.

Moreover, the participation contract is in line with the way of heaven and earth, just as the people of the Tianhe realm want to worship under the ancestral sect of Tianhe Dao, it can bring people closer to the soul of the Dao and impact the realm of the human emperor.

Day by day of practice, Ye Futian's perception of heaven and earth is getting stronger and stronger, and he faintly feels that it won't take too long to reach that level, the soul is integrated into the avenue of heaven and earth, people and Tao are combined, no one has no self, nothing has no appearance, he is the Tao.

It's a kind of sublimation, so even though it seems like it's only one step away, it's very difficult to get through.

The 10,000 and 34 years of the Shenzhou calendar are gradually coming to an end, and Ye Futian has been here for almost a year, and it has snowed in Tianhe City, and it has been raining for many days, and the vast white snow will cover Tianhe City, which is beautiful.

The mountain where Ye Futian is located has also turned into a snow-capped mountain, and the sky and the earth are vast, making it even more ethereal.

On the snowy mountain, an old man is teaching a woman to practice, and both of them are very serious.

The two of them are naturally Tianhe Dao Ancestor and Xu Ping'an, Xu Ping'an has made rapid progress in cultivation under the teaching of Tianhe Dao Ancestor, and her talent is already very outstanding, after all, she has the blood of the first sword emperor in the Tianhe Realm flowing in her body, so she is born to fit the way of the sword.

Xu Ping'an was practicing his sword in the snow, Tianhe Dao Ancestor watched quietly, and gradually, he looked at the sky and muttered: "It's going to be fifty years soon." ”

"Master, what fifty years?" A voice came from behind Tianhe Dao Ancestor, and a white-haired figure stepped on the snow, leaving footprints on the mountain, he was all white, as if he had blended into the snow, but the eyes were still deep.

Ye Futian walked to the side of Tianhe Dao Ancestor and watched Xu Ping'an practice swordsmanship together.

"How is the cultivation?" Tianhe Dao Ancestor did not respond to his words, but asked.

"It shouldn't take long. "Ye Futiandao, he has a feeling that he is not far from enlightenment.

"Well, if you have an epiphany, don't rush to break through the realm, and don't enter the human emperor for the time being. Tianhe Dao Ancestor asked.

"Why?" Ye Futian showed a look of confusion, what does this mean?

Let him impact the realm of the human emperor, but let him not break the realm.

"Didn't you ask what fifty years, something will happen next year. "Tianhe Dao Ancestral Dao.

Ye Futian groaned slightly, then nodded and didn't ask more.

"Fu Tian, how old are you?" Tianhe Dao Ancestor suddenly asked curiously.

"This year, it's fifty. Ye Futian said.

"Exactly fifty?" asked Tianhe Dao Ancestor.

"Hmm. Ye Futian nodded, unconsciously, he was fifty years old, if he was an ordinary person, fifty would already be an old man.

"Is it such a coincidence. Tianhe Dao Ancestor smiled and didn't say anything more.

"Qiao?"

Ye Futian didn't know what Tianhe Dao Ancestor was referring to, Tianhe Dao Ancestor didn't continue, and he didn't ask.

Ye Futian also sat down, and sat down on the snow beside Tianhe Dao Ancestor, looking at the safe sword practice in front of him.

Although Ping An is also a princely realm, in the eyes of Ye Futian today, Ping An is still like a girl, this is probably a change in mood, he used to look at the prince, unattainable, and he can be the son of heaven in a small country.

Now that I look at the prince, he is already a younger generation, and this feeling is indescribable, but it happened naturally.

In fact, Ye Futian was only fifty years old, and if it was before, many princes were far older than him.

This is a little change in mood, although he is only fifty years old, his experience is far more wonderful than that of his peers, and even more wonderful than many people who are hundreds of years old.

Fifty years of cultivation, from the smallest mortal world, step by step to the peak of the Three Thousand Great Dao Realm, the Supreme Realm, every step is extraordinarily down-to-earth, and he has experienced a lot, I am afraid that his state of mind is comparable to that of an old guy who is hundreds of years old.

"Look at the peaceful practice again. Tianhe Dao Ancestor said and then got up and left, leaving Ye Futian here.

Ye Futian nodded lightly, his eyes were still on Ping'an, watching her practice swords, his eyes were gentle, as if he was looking at his junior, Ping'an was indeed his junior, he also knew that the teacher was guilty of Ping'an's family, and there was only Ping'an alone in the bloodline of the first sword emperor in the Tianhe Realm back then.

The snowflakes were flying in the sky, although the sword qi carried the intention of killing, Ye Futian still felt the meaning of beauty, practicing the sword in the snow, pieces of snowflakes flew and shattered under the sword, Ye Futian looked at it, and fell into a distant memory.

He remembered what happened when he was young, the snowflakes in the sky seemed to pull his thoughts back to decades ago, when he was a teenager, he practiced in Qingzhou School Palace, where there was the rest of his life, there was Xie Yu, there was Senior Sister Qin Yi, and there was a teacher Hua Fengliu.

It was a difficult time, but looking back on it now, it seems beautiful.

He thought of Donghai City again, remembered Cangye Country, remembered the Eastern Wilderness, Book Mountain, and Thatched Cottage.

Yi Xiang, Ye Tianzi, teacher Mr. Du, senior brothers and sisters, one after another figures crossed in their minds, forming a scene of memories, these memories are imprinted in my mind, never forgotten, and now in retrospect, it is as if it happened yesterday, it is so beautiful.

At this time, Ye Futian was very relaxed, he had never been relaxed, since he entered the Supreme Realm, he had never been like this, because he was carrying a lot on his body, and he had experienced a lot, and even in this year, he witnessed the teacher being taken away, and he could imagine what kind of imprint he left in his heart.

Although he was silent at the time, only he knew what he felt in his heart.

There was a wind blowing, and snowflakes fell on Ye Futian's body, and he was still watching Ping An practice his sword, as if he was in front of him, but it seemed to be very blurry.

Gradually, Ping'an's figure seemed to be getting farther and farther away, no longer in front of him, his consciousness seemed to drift to a distant place, he seemed to be no longer in place, but above the heavenly dome.

His consciousness turned into the wind, turned into snowflakes, flying all over the sky, he not only saw peace, but also saw the entire snow-capped mountains, and then saw the vast and endless snow-capped mountains, everything, all in sight.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and the falling snowflakes are like goose feathers, I don't know how long it took, the sword finally stopped, the sword intent dissipated, and Ping An stopped practicing, before because of the existence of the sword qi, the snowflakes could not stay on her, but after the sword stopped, the snow also fell on her body.

Ping An stretched out her hand, a piece of snow fell on the palm of her hand, and a bright smile appeared on her face, extremely beautiful, it was pure beauty, like flawless jasper.

"What's wrong with Uncle Shi?"

Ping An looked ahead with a look of doubt, and saw that Ye Futian's whole person was covered with snow, sitting there quietly like a snowman, his breathing was even, except for the heat brought out by his breath that would melt the snowflakes, the rest of his body was covered with snow.

Seeing that she stopped practicing, Ye Futian still didn't react, and couldn't help but show a strange look, could it be that Uncle Shi was also practicing?

Thinking of this, Ping An didn't disturb Ye Futian, worried about interrupting Ye Futian's cultivation.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew on the snowy mountain, the wind blew, the snowflakes flew all over the sky, and the snow on Ye Futian's body also danced and left his body.

The wind blew on Ping'an's body, and her body trembled slightly, as if she felt something, but she couldn't grasp it, and the feeling was extremely wonderful.

"What is this?"

Ping An whispered, the wind blew, Ye Futian opened his eyes and stood up, with a smile in his eyes.

"Uncle Shi, you're awake. Ping An said.

"Hmm. Ye Futian nodded and said, "Ping'an, I have also practiced swordsmanship, so I will show you some of my insights on swordsmanship over the years, which may be helpful to you." ”

"Good. Ping'an nodded slightly, does Uncle Shi want to pass on his own kendo.

Uncle Shi had taught her some before, but he didn't teach her like this.

I saw that at this time, Ye Futian's pupils became extremely bright, as if there was a sword intent.

"Don't resist. Ye Futian opened his mouth and said, looking at Ping'an, and then, Ping'an felt the divine thought directly into her mind, she saw a sword, and then saw countless swords, the sword of the Great Dao, each sword, seemed to contain the essence of the Great Dao.

In an instant, her mind seemed to be wrapped in a sword, and the whole world, only the sword remained, and she entered the world of the sword.

Ye Futian quickly withdrew his gaze, his eyes returned to calm, all these years of sword cultivation and perception have been directly imprinted into Ping'an's mind in a unique way, how to cultivate the sword, but also depends on how Ping'an himself goes.

Ye Futian turned around and walked away on the snow, but the snowflakes were still falling and falling on him.

Ping'an is still standing there, as if he has fallen into a static state, the sword intent on his body is flowing endlessly, after a long time, the sword qi is swaying up, Xu Ping'an, breaking the realm!