If, as Yu Junhan said, he is really his son, then in other words, he is the son of the world-beating figure...... But why did he abandon himself and his wife and leave the wilderness?

At this step, Ye Qingyu never figured it out, and faintly, he didn't dare to dig deeper, and speculated in vain, lest he miss it.

Even if you are confused now, it is better than thinking about something wrong and causing misunderstanding......

"So, what is going on with my parents in my childhood memories......" Ye Qingyu recalled that in the Ye Mansion of Luming County in the past, he had carefully taught himself and loved his parents.

The corners of his mouth twitched into a slight smile.

It seems to remember the warm and peaceful years of those years, and the smiling face of my mother like a warm breeze.

The memories suddenly came to the time when their parents were plotted against and their breath was weak.

On his last breath, his father asked himself to take the military medal to the priest's temple in the ancestral land of the royal family to find the answer, but these pictures did not reveal all the mysteries.

Ye Qingyu sighed softly again.

All the pictures I saw before not only did not solve the mystery of my life experience, but instead added a few layers of fog, making my thoughts even more confused.

He took a few deep breaths on the spot, trying to use the Nameless Mind Method to calm his mind and sort out his thoughts, but these complex clues were like a mess tangled in his mind, and no matter how much he meditated and thought about it, he still had no clue.

Before his father died, he clearly said that there is the truth here.

But now......

"Could it be that there are other clues in the temple?" Ye Qingyu suppressed a trace of annoyance in his heart, and carefully looked at the entire temple again.

In the empty inner chamber, there were only cold and dark stone walls, and nothing else.

After examining them round and round, he still didn't get anything.

Half an hour passed.

"It seems...... There are no more answers and clues here......" Ye Qingyu couldn't help but feel a little lost.

With a flick of his wrist, the drop of blood that had previously dripped on the stone table immediately jumped up from the stone table and flew back into his palm.

Rumble!

The stone table in front of Ye Qingyu became tattered again, and there were piles of cyan stones scattered on the ground, and everything became exactly the same as when he came.

The military merit medal floated to the top of his head, and the brilliance converged, only a faint orange-yellow halo emitted a few faint light lines.

Ye Qingyu turned around and left the Priest Temple.

......

In the City of Light.

It's getting late, and today's red clouds and sunset seem to be a spectacle.

Half of the sky was still clear and clear, blue as water, while the other half of the clouds were like cotton splattered with blood, staining half of the sky red.

Ye Qingyu fed the crane some fresh fruit of fairy dew, and the crane seemed to feel his complicated thoughts at this time, pillowed his head on the side of his ear, and was intimate with him for a while.

When the last light in the sky faded and the dark blue night gradually painted the sky, he handed the crane to the soldiers of the Bright Armor Battalion to take to rest, and then he turned around alone, turned into a silver streamer, and returned to the Temple of Light.

It was a night that was surprisingly quiet.

In the City of Light, only the leaves of the fire trees were blown by the wind, and the rumbling nocturne played softly, and no one disturbed the people in the Temple of Light.

In the Temple of Light.

Ye Qingyu sat cross-legged on the jade stone bed.

A warm halo of light slowly came out from the stone bed, gradually enveloping his whole person gently.

His eyes were slightly closed, all the clues and thoughts were like vines that were growing and spreading wildly, and they could not be stopped pouring into Ye Qingyu's mind.

......

The next afternoon.

After a full day of retreat, Ye Qingyu slowly opened his eyes.

He slowly straightened up, stretched his limbs, and walked a few steps slightly to the stone table.

"Next......" Ye Qingyu glanced at the Qiankun map on the stone table, and his eyes fell on the small restaurant at the end of an unknown alley in the middle of Xuejing, and his eyes moved slightly.

He took a few steps towards the entrance of the temple, and suddenly a ripple-like pattern in the void swayed, and in the blink of an eye, his figure had disappeared in place.

A streamer of light swept through the temple and disappeared between the clouds.

At the end of the alley.

In the tea house.

In a bamboo forest tea garden with winding paths, elegant and chic, among the green bamboo trees, two figures, one white and one green, seem to be two fairy figures embellished in this bamboo forest.

"Young master, please. "A tea-making girl in an emerald green skirt, her skin is like white breasts, her eyebrows are delicate and picturesque, her eyes are warm and moist like two peerless pearls, her posture is graceful, and her gestures are extremely elegant and indifferent.

This beautiful figure is the sister of Lang Zhong, the president of the Liangjiang Association, Lang Yong.

And on the side, he took the white jade tea cup with both hands, his expression was calm, with a hint of soothing smile, and the figure who was savoring tea was not Ye Qingyu who disappeared into the temple before.

"The tea is fragrant and pleasant, the first taste is slightly sweet, and the aftertaste is mellow, and your recommendation is really good. Ye Qingyu gently put down the teacup, feeling the pleasure of rushing from the tip of his nose and tongue to his limbs and back to his heart, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

Kneeling on the futon made of red-veined rattan, Lang Yong, who was skillfully pouring water and tea, looked serious, as if he was concentrating on doing an extremely rigorous thing.

But between the hands and the water, the elegant and agile aura seems to be like a butterfly with only shape, flying and entwining around her body.

Nearly a year has passed, and Lang Yong's cultivation has reached the Sixty Spirit Spring.

Ye Qingyu nodded slightly.

It seems that since Ye Qingyu left, Lang Yong has been taking care of the affairs of the Liangjiang Society while still cultivating the secret book he handed over to her with all his might.

To be able to cultivate to the current realm in less than a year, it must have taken a lot of effort.

Thinking of this, Ye Qingyu looked up at the girl who was concentrating on pouring tea, and sighed slightly.

He casually picked up a piece of jade that Lang Yong had placed on the table before, and with a slight touch of his fingertips, a pale cyan halo spread on the jade, and a dense record of the year was projected on the halo.

Previously, the royal family and court giants of the Snow Country set up the overall situation of the heaven and earth net, and the entire Snow Country was designed to be deceitful and undercurrent, as a branch of the Liangjiang Society in the imperial capital, Lang Yong and more than 100 people under her command can be described as struggling, one step at a time, and if they are not careful, there will be no bones left.

But now that the situation is enlightened, the royal family of the Snow Country has gradually occupied the real dominant position in the Qingjiang Realm, and Ye Qingyu also has a very special position in the Snow Country because of his identity as the Lord of Bright City.

After that, even if Ye Qingyu left the Heavenly Desolate Realm for a period of time, the Liangjiang Society would not have any impact at all.

On the contrary, because of Ye Qingyu's status in the imperial capital, the Liangjiang Association will expand rapidly in just half a year, and compared with the past, its strength has increased significantly, and it has begun to have the posture of one wing.

"Now the power of the Liangjiang Society in the imperial capital is not confined at all, even if the left and right sides know that there is the existence of the Liangjiang Society, they have never intervened to block our large and small channels for collecting information. Lang Yong held the tea in both hands and looked at Ye Qingyu with great respect.

"I can't imagine that in just over half a year, the Liangjiang Society in the imperial capital has grown to more than three hundred people......" Ye Qingyu held his palm in a void, and the tea cup slid smoothly into his palm along a wind-like trajectory from the void.

"Yes, young master. Lang Yong put the remaining tea residues into a small jade bowl and grinded them carefully, "The expansion of the Liangjiang Association in the past half a year has been much easier than before, and many channels that had no way before have gradually begun to open. ”

"Well, that's already good. Ye Qingyu gently touched the warm tea cup like fat, feeling the wisps of warmth coming from his fingertips, "I'm here today, mainly because there is something I need you to do for me." ”

"Young master, please command. Lang Yong immediately put down the tea bowl and pineapple stick in his hand, and turned to look at Ye Qingyu seriously.

"You select a hundred teenagers under the age of ten in the Snow Country, whose understanding, martial arts talent, and root bones are all above the first level, and send them to the City of Light after three months. Ye Qingyu gently put the jade jue in his hand back on the table, and the rune halo immediately dissipated.

"Yes, young master. Lang Yong gave up his order.

"In addition, the Zixia Mystery Secret Book I gave you before, how is your cultivation......" Ye Qingyu smiled slightly.

"Lang Yong is not talented, although he has been practicing hard day and night for more than half a year, but the last month seems to have encountered a bottleneck, no matter how hard he tries, he can't get a breakthrough......" At this time, Lang Yong seemed to have recovered a trace of annoyance that only a girl has, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and there was a sense of unwillingness and annoyance in his eyes.

"You perform all the moves and exercises you have comprehended now, and I'll help you see them. Ye Qingyu drank all the tea slowly, and smiled to himself.

A hint of joy flashed in Lang Yong's eyes, the young master's implication was to instruct herself, such an opportunity was simply too precious for her.

She immediately stood up, her body moved, and a pale cyan figure instantly turned into a ghost with an extremely strange trajectory, like a breeze between the bamboo forests, sweeping through the forest and sweeping leaves.

"I see...... But...... It is worthy of a super-level comprehension, and with his own comprehension alone, he has already roughly touched the essence of this exercise. Ye Qingyu quietly looked at the figures shuttling between the bamboo forests and nodded slightly.

In the following time, whenever Lang Yong's moves were blocked, Ye Qingyu would mention a word at the right time, every word and word was the most mysterious and profound essence of this exercise.

And Lang Yong, with his super high understanding, immediately integrated and displayed it, and the figure between the bamboo forests became faster and faster, and he became more and more comfortable.

After half a stick of incense.

Lang Yong's figure flashed, like a wisp of green yarn wrapped around the bamboo, and was finally pulled out of the bamboo forest.

"Thank you, young master!" she landed steadily beside the sea of tea carved by the roots of the thousand-year-old tree, her face was overjoyed, and she knelt on the ground with her fists clenched.

After the guidance of the young master, Lang Yong at this time was like a mouth, and all the obscurities had gained an epiphany, and the comprehension of this half-pillar of incense time had already outweighed the harvest of more than half a year of her cultivation alone.

Ye Qingyu's figure slowly fell on the stone table in front of her, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, her white clothes were fluttering, and her black hair was lightly raised, like a fairy.

"There is one more thing that you need to do, you send a message to Lang Zhong, I will return to Luming County in ten days. Ye Qingyu Void gently lifted, and Lang Yong was already pulled up by an invisible force.

"Yes, young master, I will summon my brother later. Lang Yong nodded slightly.

"By the way, you also pack up and go back with me, it's been so long, it's time to meet your brother. When Ye Qingyu said this, he had already turned around and walked towards the door of the teahouse.

The spotless white clothes swayed gently with the breeze, and the back of the fading away seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind, and after a few steps, it had disappeared in front of the teahouse.

And Lang Yong in the bamboo forest showed a smile of relief, his eyes were slightly moist, "Thank you, young master......"-

The first update.