Super Soldier King Chapter 6479: All destined
The way that time advances makes Ye Qian really feel very strange.
One night, in the induction of Ye Qian, it only takes a quarter of an hour. Half a year, it still only takes a quarter of an hour, but during this quarter of an hour, Ye Qian has experienced the host parasite Fang Jibo. Things are vivid.
Ye Qian doesn’t know whether this magical effect is the power of Fang Jibo to actively control his own mind, or the function of the Void Soul Dao Kung Fu.
If it is the latter, Ye Qian feels that it is still possible to go out a bit, but if it is the former, it will really overturn.
It’s easier to get in and out of your memory than others, and you still have a fart hope.
In this quarter of an hour, Ye Qian has a little sense of identification with the young Fang Jibo for half a year, and feels that it is indeed a seed that asks for immortality. The talents of talent and perception are quite good. The key is that their efforts and Ye Qian also have It must be a matter of course, and it is also related to the careful teaching of Fei Xian Hong, the elder of Fei Xian religion.
Ye Qian followed the young Fang Jibo to receive the education of the disciples of Feixianjiao. In fact, compared to the young Fang Jibo, Ye Qian gains are undoubtedly more and more precious, not only to make your own foundation more solid, but also to the Glimpse Dao Realm eightfold , Glimpse Dao Realm Jiuzhong have some knowledge.
Even, Ye Qian knows for the first time that Glimpse Dao Realm is above the ninth level and is called Wen Daojing.
In Immortal Union, Glimpse Dao Realm Yaejo already has top-level combat power. For example, Glimpse Dao Realm Jiuhei or the powerful people in Dadao Realm, the internal resources of Immortal Union can no longer meet their cultivation needs. Most of them are not in the power world, but travel around the world. Ten Thousand Realms took risks and used other resources to increase their own resources.
Among the top eight forces of Immortal Union, even many Glimpse Dao Realm eight powers will rely on foreign objects to go to the heavens and the world to take risks. This is also the true willingness of Ye Qian to rarely hear the Glimpse Dao Realm eight major powers. ——Most of them are outside, and those who stay at home are responsible for guarding the Shanmen ancestral land.
Of course, there are some other secrets, but Ye Qian is all fun to listen to.
More importantly, Ye Qian finds a rule in the time dimension of this quarter of a year, such as half a year. However, when things or speech conversations that Fang Jibo cares about, the time will be relatively slower. Some less important things like rest time, almost Skip seamlessly, flash cut.
The time stays again with the youngster Fang Jibo, saying goodbye to Master Er Yuehong, and turning to the Fang family to prepare to enter the ancestral secret realm in search of Yanshou Zhongbao Jiuqiao Lingzhi.
In the town, Fang’s family is the second largest force after the mayor’s family. In this town, it is really a big force. Even if the mayor sees it, he has to be courteous. Fang family.
Okay, this statement is a little funny even for Ye Qian. The two top forces in a small town are not even the Immortal Cultivator of Glimpse Dao Realm. The real masters are the foreign elders of Yuexianjiao Yuehong .
Of course, according to Ye Qian, Er Yuehong's strength is just like that.
Fang Jibo, the eldest son of Fang Jia's sister-in-law and another of Yueyuehong's close disciples, supposedly should be second only to Fang Laifu in the status of Fang's family. This is still based on his father's aura of identity.
In fact, Fang Jibo’s situation in the family is not very good. Before that, the young Fang Jibo didn’t know why. Before the age of twelve, except for his father, other people, his eyes were always ice-cold. Fang Jibo could even perceive To their disdain and contempt!
Fang Jibo has been working very hard, practicing hard, studying hard. When other children have fallen asleep, he still wields his long sword again and again; while other children are still asleep, he has begun to meditate and practice, and he sleeps less than two hours a day. year old.
He thought his efforts would earn the respect and praise of the tribe. But reality is always cruel. No matter how hard or hard he is, no one will praise or encourage him except his father.
Every time you break through, you will always get the same ice-cold, and the fleeting taunt in your eyes.
In this way, when he was twelve years old, Fang Jibo couldn't bear to kill his fellow brother. The whole family of Fang's family gathered in the ancestral temple to witness Fang Laifu, the head of his family, ousted Fang Jibo, his eldest son, from the family.
When the young Fang Jibo reappeared outside the Fang’s old house after three and a half years, the scene of desperation in the past reappeared. The Ye Qian parasitic on Fang Jibo can clearly recall the scene at that time.
No tribe pleads for Fang Jibo, no one has a smile in his eyes, it is still so ice-cold, so disdainful, even there is no ironic voice, and the chill of the heart and lungs makes Fang Jibo instantly desperate.
The young Fang Jibo looked at his father Fang Laifu blankly and helplessly. All he got was a heavy sigh and a ruthless announcement, "Three years later, I will let your fellow brother finish your life!"
Simple and simple words became the last straw that crushed the young Fang Jibo. At that time, tears flowed out of control. Fang Jibo glanced viciously at each of the so-called clan and what he was doing. Father, walked out of the ancestral temple.
Since then, Fang Jibo has no home, stuck in a tree and rested, hungry and killed some beasts to eat and eat, and received training from the master who can only hear the sound but no one saw it until six months ago At the end of three years, he defeated his fellow brother Fang Jilang and officially became a disciple of Master Er Yuehong.
Young Fang Jibo looked at the strange and familiar door in front of him, and the past calendar appeared. For a long time, Fang Jibo found that his eyes were a little blurry, and smiled with self-deprecation, striding across the surprisingly high threshold of Fang's family.
"Good prince, the lord is waiting for you in the study!" The uncle who guarded the door respectfully saluted the prince of the Fang family who had not appeared for more than three years. It has long been spread in the house that this prince has become a disciple of a great person. Yuyue Dragon Gate is different from these mortals.
The young Fang Jibo smiled warmly at the goalkeeper, and nodded his head without saying anything. He is now practicing Feixianjiao for half a year, and he has officially become Immortal Cultivator. The smiles given to the trees and stones are the same.
The young boy Fang Jibo walked through the hall and through the corridor, and came to his father Fang Jibo's study, tapped three times, and stood by the door waiting.
"Come in." The unique voice of Raffa in the house sounded in the ear.
"I have seen my father!" Entering the study, the young Fang Jibo confronted the middle-aged Fang Laifu in front of the rosewood desk.
Everything seemed to be three and a half years ago. Fang Jibo did not call Fang Laifu the head of the family like he did six months ago, but the parasitic Ye Qian could clearly feel the bitterness that Fang Jibo had in his heart.
"Let's get up!" Fang Laifu sighed, carefully looking at the eldest son who hadn't been seen in half a year. The appearance did not change much, each grew a lot taller, very familiar but very strange, strange temperament, strange eyes.
Fang Jibo silently watched his father and father, who hadn’t been seen for many years. Nothing had changed, the old appearance, the old majesty, and the relatively silent speech.
"Have you been okay in the past six months?" Fang Laifu couldn't stand the atmosphere, and asked without any question.
In fact, not to mention the past six months, even if Fang Jibo was taken away for three years, every move would be known. Fang Jibo has never had less than two Assassin protections. Even after learning from the powerful practitioner of Feixianjiao, the two Assassins have not left Fang Jibo. Information about him will be transmitted at least once a day.
"Very good..." Fang Jibo replied dryly. He could not say anything else. Although Master smiled all day long and looked harmless to humans and animals, how could he not be an apprentice? Master's strict discipleship?
For half a year, I have never had a light day. Of course, Fang Jibo himself is crying while enjoying himself.
When I really couldn’t find how to describe how well I was, Fang Jibo didn’t pass through his brain, and he received a very stupid sentence: "Better than at home!"
Realizing that he was stupid, Fang Jibo quickly shut his mouth.
Fang Laifu heard that although his expression did not change, but his chest had obvious ups and downs, he opened his mouth silently and could not say a word.
The study was silent again!
For a long time, Fang Laifu waved his hand weakly, "Let’s go back to tidy up the room first! I will say the same thing about the ancestral temple meeting in the afternoon."
"Yes!" Fang Jibo sighed as he walked far away from the study after saluting.
I noticed that the servants were curious, and the "family" still kept their gaze. Fang Jibo smiled indifferently. He walked in a maze of Fang’s ancestral house like a maze. According to Master February Yuehong, there is a guardian formation under the ancestral home, but unfortunately it has been deserted for many years now, and it cannot be repaired unless there is a master of eight-rank formation.
Fang Jibo's footsteps are getting slower and slower from his home Wuqinju~IndoMTL.com~ finally stopped.
Looking up at the amount of the plaque on the pavilion, Fang Jibo carefully chewed the word "Wuqin" on the plaque, only feeling bitter in his heart.
For the first time, he asked his father why the family ignored him and disliked him. The father just told him that as long as he worked hard, he could get their likes and praise. If he couldn't get it, it was just because he didn't work hard enough. This plaque was also inscribed by his father at the time.
Oh! It turned out that my father knew the end at the time, and everything was doomed!
What a simple truth for those without a piano! But he didn't find out until today!
Born in Assassin Family, this kind of hands-on affection is a very luxurious thing.
Fang Jibo shook his head and sighed. From the moment he stepped into the house, he was a little abnormal, thinking about the use of old things!
The mortals will one day become dead bones in the mound, and Fang Jibo is destined to go further and further on the fairy road. Although they have the same blood line, they are now people of the two worlds. It seems that it is not so important, it is better to forget...