The Legend of Futian Chapter 299: No less than 1
Donghai Academy, since Ziwei Palace ruled the Academy, Donghai Academy has been firmly controlled by Ziwei Palace.
But as the best place to practice in Donghai Mansion, the younger generations from all over Donghai Mansion will still gather here to practice.
In the academy, young men and women are full of vigor and vigor, and many people are also discussing about the Nandou family. Their Donghai City unexpectedly has a prince, which makes the younger generations of the academy yearning.
At this time, outside the Donghai Academy, a group of extraordinary temperament figures appeared. They stepped into the entrance palace, and it was Ye Futian and his party.
Ye Futian, Hua Jieyu, Yu Sheng, Yi Qingxuan, Tang Wan and others walked in the front and stepped into this familiar place. They felt that everything was right and wrong. They were still practicing here two years ago, but But it seems that a long, long time has passed, even a bit strange.
Yixiang, Huafengliu, Nandou Wenyin, and Tang Lan were also full of emotions. They were also members of Donghai Academy. Yixiang was also the lord of Wuqu Palace. Huafengliu and Nandou Wenyin were once in Ziwei Palace cultivation, Tang Lan practiced in Wuqu Palace.
But today’s Donghai Academy is still the former Donghai Academy?
The temperament of Ye Futian and others was so outstanding that they instantly attracted the attention of the students of the palace.
Especially Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu at the front, their faces are too demon, these people should not be disciples of Donghai Academy.
At this time, a disciple about eighteen years old came and saw Ye Futian, Hua Jieyu and others, his eyes instantly solidified.
"Ye Futian, Hua Jieyu." He stopped and murmured: "I Palace Lord."
After that, he turned around abruptly and ran away. In an instant, the news of Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu's return caused Donghai Academy to shake, even those young people who knew their identities were still in their hearts. Trembling, is this the group of people who caused an uproar in Nan Dou Guo? They walked out of the Donghai Academy.
After a while, some elders came and saw Yixiang, Hua Fengliu and others, they took a deep breath.
"Yixiang." someone shouted.
"Where is Yan Shao?" Yixiang asked bluntly.
"What are you doing here?" someone asked.
"Go to Ziwei Palace." Ye Futian said coldly, and the group continued to move forward.
When they came to the front of Ziwei Palace, many of the disciples had already gone down the mountain, looking at Ye Futian and them indifferently, of course, with a hint of vigilance.
"Where is Yan Shao?" Ye Futian asked: "My master, is it buried in Ziwei Palace?"
At the beginning, he warned Yan Shao to let his master be buried in Ziwei Palace, otherwise, he would be buried with Ziwei Palace.
"Ziwei Palace is not a cemetery." Someone said coldly.
"So, my master is not buried in Ziwei Palace?" Ye Futian's tone became cold, and he stepped forward.
"Ye Futian, Nan Doutai has entered the realm of princes, I advise you to leave." One person said.
"Nan Doutai, prince?" Ye Futian sneered. He looked at Yi Xiang and said: "The death of the teacher was originally caused by Hua Xiang and Nan Doutai?"
"Yes." Yixiang nodded.
"Okay, Nan Doutai will be buried." Ye Futian said lightly, and the strong man in Ziwei Palace trembled.
Yi Xiang took a step forward, and a tyrannical coercion spread out, looking at the person in Ziwei Palace: "Where is Lao Qin buried?"
Feeling the coercion of Yi Xiang, the face of the person in Ziwei Palace was green, but still did not speak.
"Bang." Yixiang stepped out and blasted with a punch. In an instant, the shadow of the fist was a thousand heavy, and the expression of the person in front changed drastically. He wanted to resist, but he only heard the loud rumbling noise. A group of figures were directly knocked into the air, vomiting blood, their faces were pale, staring at Yixiang, the palace lord of Wuqu Palace, Yixiang, getting stronger and stronger.
"Where?" Yixiang stepped forward.
"After Qin Lao died, Ziwei Palace discussed how to bury it. Ziwei Palace is a place of cultivation. Naturally it is impossible to bury people. So Qin Lao’s body was cremated and his ashes were placed on Ziwei Palace where he once lived. The place is not insulting him." One person said.
"Ashes." Ye Futian smiled, his smile was a little sad, his figure flashed and he walked into the void, Hua Jieyu followed him, and headed towards the place where Hua Jieyu once lived, which is also the residence of Old Qin. .
When they came to Qin Lao’s former residence, there were a lot of weeds here, and the dilapidated courtyard was not taken care of, and even banned from no one.
In the old house where Qin lived, there was a pelvic urn.
Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu were standing in front of the urn, feeling a little sad in their hearts.
Hua Jieyu’s beautiful eyes fell with tears, and said softly: "Master."
Ye Futian's eyes are also a little red. He still remembers that Mr. Qin taught him to play the piano at the beginning. That kind old man had such a kind smile on his face.
When I got up early that morning, the old man saw him reconciling his words and wished them always love each other like a young man.
He remembered the chaotic scene of the Nandou family again. Although the old man was in the dusk, his sonorous song, his vigor was forever, but after his death, he was placed here alone.
Thinking of this, Ye Futian only felt sad for a while.
On the Ziwei Palace, the old man is lying here quietly. I am afraid that the disciples of Donghai Academy have never known that such a person exists.
Ye Futian knelt on the ground, kowtow to the dusty urn, his head hit the ground, and it made a crisp sound.
Hua Jieyu knelt down in tears, and also kowtow to the old man.
Then Hua Fengliu and Nan Dou Wenyin stepped forward and knelt down. This is their teacher.
"Master, you like Ziwei Palace. I will let you stay here. Although your old man likes quietness, Futian doesn't want you to be so alone after you leave. Therefore, I will do something, Master, your old man Don't blame me." Ye Futian raised his head and said, looking at the urn of the old man.
"Donghai Academy shouldn't forget such a senior." Yixiang also supports Ye Futian. Although Qin Lao is not famous, otherwise he would not study the Qin Dao alone on the Ziwei Palace, but they did Can't bear to see the old man still be so desolate after leaving.
"Yeah." Ye Futian nodded, then stood up and walked out, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
I saw his body soaring into the sky, heading towards the center of the Ziwei Palace, Yin Xuewei followed behind, and a group of people came to the glorious Ziwei Palace, and there was a straight stairway below. Leading to the bottom of Ziwei Palace.
"Ye Futian, you are presumptuous." Seeing that Ye Futian was so rude, many people from Ziwei Palace came to scold him coldly.
"Give you half an hour, all roll away, after today, the Ziwei Palace will no longer exist." Ye Futian said coldly, his voice spread towards the distance, and countless people's hearts trembled.
Once, when Ye Futian was young, he blocked the door of the Ziwei Palace, a general order, let people witness his peerless demeanor.
Today, he stood on the Ziwei Palace and announced that after today, there will be no Ziwei Palace.
"Arrogant." A strong man in the heavenly realm stepped out, but Yin Jiu glanced at him, the prince-level ice will bloom, and only one glance, the strong body in the realm of that day was in the void After stopping in midair, the surrounding ice and snow covered his body, turning into an ice sculpture, and then stopped in mid-air.
A clear sound came out, the ice sculpture burst, and the body shattered directly.
For an instant, all the eyes of the figure on the Ziwei Palace were frozen, and his face was pale.
Nine powerhouses stood behind Ye Futian, and a terrifying chill spread out. It was the breath of princes, the nine princes.
"Ice-bound Purple Micro Palace." Ye Futian said indifferently, and the nine princes stepped out, walking towards different directions. An extreme cold enveloped the entire Purple Micro Palace, and there was snow in the sky and every snowflake , All pierced a deep chill.
Snowflakes fell on the body of the strong Ziwei Palace, and they felt cold into the bone marrow.
Soon, there was snow under Ziwei Palace, and it was snowing all over the sky.
"It's cold." All the disciples of Ziwei Palace shivered, even those who were practicing were frozen to a halt, and then went out.
After that, the strong Ziwei Palace descended the mountain one after another.
"Go to the Nandou family and inform the palace lord." Someone said, the snow is getting bigger and bigger and getting colder.
Under the Ziwei Palace, the disciples from the Donghai Academy came one after another, looking up at the snow falling from the sky, they all felt a terrible chill.
Gradually, the purple palace seemed to be covered with a layer of silver, becoming crystal clear.
"This..." The disciple of Donghai Academy showed a look of horror~IndoMTL.com~This is, do you want to freeze the purple palace?
Insane!
Ye Futian stood on the top of the Ziwei Palace. Around his body, endless snow and ice danced and turned into a snowman. Then, he used spiritual energy as a sword to sculpt in the snow and ice.
He closed his eyes, and the figure of the old man stroking the piano was branded there in his mind, the sword was flying constantly, and the sky was full of ice and snow.
Gradually, a statue of an old man playing cross-legged appeared in front of him. The statue was huge, ten meters high, and gradually gained a bit of charm under Ye Futian's portrayal.
He is an engraver, so he can paint naturally.
A little bit of time passed, the Ziwei Palace was covered by ice, and the huge statue was finally portrayed. The kind old man sat there peacefully, his callous hands on the strings.
However, Ye Futian did not stop. He continued to sculpt, and he carved a crane in front of the statue, standing beside the old man with his head high.
Hua Jieyu, Hua Fengliu and others watched quietly, they looked too alike, similar in appearance and spirit.
Afterwards, Ye Futian took the ashes of Qin Lao and buried them under the statue. He turned around and faced the silver line: "Senior, I hope the statue will live here forever."
Yin stepped forward, and then an extremely terrifying chill bloomed from him, ice storms flew, and powerful spells descended toward the statue.
Soon, the two statues were dressed in silver, crystal clear, like ice sculptures that will last forever.
Backing up, Ye Futian glanced at the frozen Ziwei Palace, and then said: "Let’s go to the Nandou Family and bring Nan Doutai and Yan Shao. I want them to turn into ice sculptures and kneel forever. In front of confession, there are Hua Xiang and Luo Tianzi."
These people are all responsible for the death of Shi Gongxian, and none of them can be less!