The communication with Xu Zixian in the courtyard lasted until dusk.

In the process of communication, Ye Mingke gradually felt the charm hidden in the man in front of him, who was called a genius.

He is arrogant, but his arrogance is only in the knowledge he has learned, and his arrogance in knowledge is because of the ultimate praise and love for knowledge. When Ye Mingke showed the knowledge he didn't have, he was able to immediately transform into a humble and studious gentleman because of his love for knowledge.

In terms of personnel, he also showed extremely delicate and keen perception, and the stereotypical impression he brought to people was only because he was able to perceive the context of people's hearts, but he was unwilling to be vain.

But when Ye Mingke was talking to him, he could feel that compared with when he first met, he seemed to have changed a lot in personnel, as if he was a little clumsy in learning the roundness and trade-offs in personnel interactions.

"I've thought about it. You are right when you say that you should use the power of fire civilization to fight against the power of Reiki civilization. But I can't make firearms alone, and it is impossible for the people of Great Xia, who are now oppressed by dynasties and immortals, to develop firearms that are truly powerful enough to fight against high-ranking monks,"

"It's important to be a person, but it's more important to be a person. ”

"I walked in Yangjing for a day and a night, and the backbone of the human world was about to be broken, and if the backbone of the human world was broken, then the whole human world would forever be reduced to a cultivator's breeding ground, and there would be no hope at all. ”

"I can't just stay in the mountains and study firearms all the time, I want to come out and pass on the blueprint of flame civilization in my mind and the hope of fighting immortals to more people. ”

"I want to build a kingdom free from oppression, a kingdom where everyone can receive the most suitable education for them and can do their best, and only in this way can we unite the strength of everyone, and only then can we ignite the fiercest fire in the world. ”

"But it will take many years, but there is no fire in this world. ”

"But somebody has to do something. ”

"If there is no fire in this eternal night, I am willing to be a torch. ”

Ye Mingke looked at the fiery red eyes of the man with strange lenses in front of him, as if he had seen a wildfire burning in the prairie fire.

He did not make any comments or suggestions on the words of this young man with an ordinary face and strange behavior, because he knew that this man had found the way for which he would stick for the rest of his life.

Liu Xi, who was still thick and torn, stood not far from them, looking at Xu Zixian with warm pupils, his eyes were gentle and strong.

At dusk, Ye Mingke was in charge, Xu Zixian and Ah Ru helped out, Liu Xi originally wanted to help, but although she was wise and martial on weekdays, she basically didn't go into the kitchen, and she consciously turned to clean and arrange the table and chopsticks.

The snow was quiet, like a hazy beaded curtain hanging between heaven and earth, and in the twilight and snow, the four of them had a hearty dinner like a family.

After dinner, Xu Zixian and Liu Xi just talked to Ye Mingke, and did not tell Ye Mingke the reason, so they went out again.

In this afternoon, they talked a lot to Ye Mingke, but they didn't say what they did last night.

They didn't say it, and Ye Mingke didn't ask.

There was light snow outside the window, and Ye Mingke was sitting by the window, with the letterhead sent by Jian Jiu with a flying sword beside him.

One is the "Six Tips" of the missing nine, and the other is the handwriting of Jian Jiu - "The letter has not yet arrived in Beijing, and the record of Han in Beijing has also been searched for fruitlessly, and it is doubtful."

Years ago, it was destroyed by people. ”

Ye Mingke turned his head to look at Ah Ru on the bed behind him, and in the flickering light, the little girl had already fallen asleep.

She suddenly quieted down, didn't she...... Actually, a lot of things have been guessed.

Ye Mingke handed Jian Jiu's handwriting to the candlestick beside him, lit it, and put it on the ground to burn into a pile of ashes.

As Si Tian, who was in charge of the million-mile territory of Great Xia, even a handwritten sword nine was delivered with a spirit sword, like a lonely person.

This is of course related to Jian Jiu's cold temperament, but this also reflects that Jian Jiu, who came to Yangjing for the first time, may not be facing a friendly environment, but falling into the intricate entanglement of forces in the Immortal Family Sect.

Most of the things he asked Jian Jiu to do were trivial things that wouldn't have much impact on Jian Jiu, and he didn't want Jian Jiu to face the pressure of the sect because of himself. Favors are favors, not used in this way.

Ye Mingke sat on the chair and meditated on the snowy night outside the window.

windows, chairs, contemplative people.

Ye Mingke suddenly felt that the scene he was in was very familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, he smiled dumbly.

The uncle who sat in front of the window and meditated silently was the scene he was most familiar with except for the uncle by the fire.

There was no deliberate imitation and teaching, but his behavior was infiltrated with traces of his uncle.

Thinking of his uncle, a sense of urgency surged in his heart, and he really wanted to take care of the affairs of Yangjing soon, and go to the southern wilderness and the western land to find the Nine Spirits Yuan Sage who knew the truth back then.

However, although he said that he was just a passer-by in the world, could he really just walk away?

After Xu Zixian and Liu Xi knew that he was not a human emperor, they didn't ask Ye Mingke to go with them when they wanted to do many things.

After losing the identity of the human emperor, he, a little monster who didn't grow up in Great Xia, really didn't seem to have any obligation to fight against the almost irresistible immortal calamity.

He is not the prophesied human emperor who wants to save the human race.

But......

The words that the Master had spoken to him as he approached to leave the town echoed in his ears again.

"Shouldn't it be up to you to decide who you are?"

"What am I?devil?monster??lonely soul?" Ye Mingke looked at the moonless night sky and asked silently.

As if to answer his question, the sword case he had placed on the table in the room suddenly vibrated with a muffled sound.

Ye Mingke turned his head to look at the sword box, his brows furrowed slightly.

There was a soft "click", and he opened the sword box with his mind, and a small white figure poked its head out of the crack in the opening of the sword box.

"You're so noisy, do you think I'm giving you too many lives?" Ye Mingke looked at him and said coldly.

"How so? No one life can be missing. No matter how small it is, it can't serve adults. One of the figures laughed wryly.

The little white figure was the Lingchen Immortal, and his face still had no facial features, showing a little deeper weirdness in the dim candlelight.

"Oh. So what do you have to do for me now? If not, go back to your little black box. Otherwise, don't blame me for being unkind to you" Ye Mingke's tone was cold, and he was not half kind and polite to him.

"Don't, my lord, I can't stand it anymore for a few days in that nothingness where I can't see any light. Please be merciful and lenient with your master," the little wax man begged for mercy.

"When you want to kill me, you kill then

When there are many innocents, how much mercy can be given to them?" Ye Mingke's tone did not loosen at all.

He knew that the poor man with the smiling face in front of him and his disciples had tried to kill him several times, and his hands were stained with the blood of countless innocents.

"My lord, I can't be like this, in fact, the small one can't be regarded as a Lingchen Immortal, I'm just a spirit left in the box by the Lingchen Immortal, the Lingchen Immortal is like a relationship between a father and a son to me, and I'm also wronged. The little wax man struggled to climb from the foot of the table onto the table near Ye Mingke, and his two little hands touched his face, as if wiping tears, and said sadly.

It is difficult to distinguish between the truth and the falsehood of his crying words.

Ye Mingke was unmoved. Although he also felt that there was indeed a big gap between the temperament of this little wax man and the Lingchen Immortal.

The little wax man saw that Ye Mingke's expression was getting colder and colder, and finally knew that selling miserably and bluffing people had no effect on Ye Mingke.

The little wax man put away his crying, changed his flattering words again, and said cautiously.

"Adult, the little one is indeed here to serve the adult, and the little one knows that there is a message, which will definitely be of great help to the adult. ”

"What information?" Ye Mingke's words were a little tempting.

"The little one has a conjecture that may be able to drive the human sword. The little wax man smiled flatteringly, but there was a cunning in his voice.

Say. Ye Mingke's eyes glowed.

"My lord, that ......," the little wax man said with a smile.

"You said, I can allow you to come out for a while a day. Ye Mingke said coldly, "If you have other requirements, don't blame me for melting you." ”

"No, don't, this is the last bit of a small body. In fact, the method of using the human sword is very simple, and the key to using the human sword is that you have had a ...... a long time ago."

The little wax man's voice turned a little mysterious.

"That key is the white jade boy in the adult's puppet box. I didn't lie to Liu Yifu, that white jade boy was indeed the last person in the entire mortal world. ”

"What you said that night turned out to be true.

Ye Mingke's heart trembled, and he looked at the little wax man with a sharp gaze. Liu Yifu and Liu Xi have not found the human emperor body after ten years of wandering, and according to legend, the human emperor body destined to save the human race was really killed by such a villain and made into a puppet.

Moreover, it is likely to be the last human emperor in the world.

"Most of the inheritance treasures in the world are through the essence of blood to identify the bloodline, small puppets, although the body of the puppet has the nature of wax, but at the same time it also retains the nature of flesh and blood, that is to say, the white jade boy still has the blood of the human emperor in the bloodline, it may be able to awaken the sword of the world. ”

Ye Mingke looked at the sword box again, the sword box bounced open, and another white figure rushed out of the sword box, turning into a white jade-like young man with bright golden eyes on the ground.

He took out the human sword that Liu Xi had left in the courtyard.

Xu Zi first wants to walk out of a path in the world that is completely different from the civilization of cultivating immortals, and in the process of developing this path, he will inevitably face countless blows.

A master who broke the Twelve Floors of the Martial Arts Dao had already made the Heavenly Court Duty Division pour out. What will happen to the rise of a new civilization?

What kind of power can shelter him when he is weak.

He raised his head and looked at the white jade boy with bright eyes but no gods.