The Legend of Futian Chapter 1586: Broken the border

A turmoil returned to calm, and everything that happened in the Realm Palace also spread. The incident broke out that year. The Realm Palace still stood tall, even stronger, and many people faintly guessed something.

However, the parties involved were silent about this matter. No one mentioned it. The ancestors of Tianhe Dao didn’t ask about foreign affairs anymore. They seemed to be hit hard. Gradually, no one guessed those things. What's more, because Tianhe Dao ancestors don't care about world affairs, the Realm Palace is the invincible overlord level existence of Tianhe Realm.

But now, the majesty of the Realm Palace has been questioned. That day, Qi Xuangang’s questioning voice still lingers in my ears. Realm’s Imperial Palace betrayed the Tianhe Dao ancestors thoroughly and used extremely despicable means to make peace. The ancestors of the Tianhe Dao were an alliance, but they cooperated with the Protoss secretly to wipe out the ancestors of the Tianhe Dao.

Duan Qing can be considered dead. Although he is for the benefit of the family, but those who died in vain.

However, even if you know that the Realm Palace is despicable, but the Realm Palace is now standing on the top of the Tianhe Realm, who dares to say anything.

Presumably, the Realm Palace has always been afraid of the existence of Tianhe Dao ancestors.

This time Duan Qing's death, Jiehuang Gong couldn't do anything.

With the passage of time, the number of people discussing this matter has gradually decreased, and Ye Futian has been practicing on the mountain.

Participating in the same contract contains the meaning of the five elements and eight trigrams, and has a lot of mysteries, and can even be used to practice formations. For Ye Futian, who is good at all kinds of Taoism, he is indeed very suitable for practicing and participating in the same contract.

Furthermore, participation is in harmony with the Tao of Heaven and Earth, just as the world of Tianhe Realm wants to worship the ancestors of Tianhe Dao, it can bring people closer to casting the Taoist Soul and impact the realm of the Emperor.

With daily practice, Ye Futian's understanding of heaven and earth is getting stronger and stronger, and he has a faint feeling that it will not take too long to reach that level. The soul is integrated into the avenue of heaven and earth, human and Tao are in harmony, no one He is Tao without self, without object and form.

It is a kind of sublimation, so although it seems that it is only one step away, it is very difficult to get past it.

The 1034 years of the Shenzhou calendar is coming to an end. Ye Futian has been here for almost a year. Snow has started to fall in Tianhe City, and it has continued to fall for many days. The vast white snow covered Tianhe City, beautifully beautiful Huan.

The mountain where Ye Futian is located has also turned into a snow-capped mountain, and the world is vast and ethereal.

Above the snow-capped mountains, an old man in vicissitudes of life is teaching a woman to practice, and both of them are serious.

The two of them are naturally Tianhe Daozu and Xu Ping'an. Xu Ping'an has made rapid progress under the teachings of Tianhe Daozu. Her talent is already very outstanding. After all, the blood of the first sword emperor of the Tianhe world is flowing in her body. Innately fit kendo.

Xu Pingan was practicing swords in the snow. Tianhe Daozu watched quietly. Gradually, he looked over the sky and murmured: "It will be another fifty years soon."

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

Ye Futian walked to Tianhe Daozu's side and watched Xu Ping'an practicing sword together.

"How is the practice?" Tianhe Daozu did not respond to his words, but asked.

"It shouldn't be too long." Ye Futian said, he felt that he was not far from enlightenment.

"Well, if you have an epiphany, don't rush to break the border, don't enter the emperor for the time being." Tianhe Daozu asked.

"Why?" Ye Futian showed a look of doubt. What does this mean?

Let him attack the realm of Human Sovereign, but let him not break the realm.

"Didn't you ask about fifty years, something will happen next year." Tianhe Dao ancestor said.

Ye Futian groaned a little, then nodded without asking more.

"Futian, how old are you?" Tianhe Daozu asked suddenly curiously.

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

"Exactly fifty?" Tianhe Daozu asked.

"Yeah." Ye Futian nodded, unknowingly, he was fifty. If it were an ordinary person, fifty was already an old man.

"Is it such a coincidence." Tianhe Daozu smiled without saying much.

"What a coincidence?"

Ye Futian didn't know what Tianhe Dao Ancestor was referring to. Tianhe Dao Ancestor did not continue to say, nor did he ask.

Ye Futian also sat down, sitting down on the snowy ground beside Tianhe Dao Ancestor, watching Ping An practicing sword in front.

Although Ping An is also in the realm of princes, in the eyes of Ye Futian today, Ping An is still like a girl. This is probably a change of mood. He used to see princes as unattainable, but he was the emperor of a small country.

Looking at the prince now, he is already a junior figure. This feeling is not clear, but it happened naturally.

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

This is a little change in mood. Although he is only fifty years old, his experience far exceeds that of his peers, and even more exciting than many hundreds of years old.

Fifty years of practice, from the smallest mortal world, step by step to the pinnacle of the Three Thousand Dao Realm, the Supreme Realm, every step is exceptionally solid, and he has experienced a lot, I am afraid his state of mind is comparable to hundreds Year old guy.

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

Ye Futian nodded lightly, his eyes still on Ping An, watching her practice sword, his eyes were gentle, as if he was looking at his junior. Ping An is indeed his junior, and he also knows that the teacher is about Ping An The family feels guilty, and there is only Ping An in the blood of the first sword emperor in the Tianhe world.

Snowflakes are flying all over the sky. Although the sword aura has the meaning of solemnity, Ye Futian still feels the meaning of beauty. He practiced the sword in the snow, and the snowflakes flew and shattered under the sword. Ye Futian watched and fell into In the distant memory.

He remembered the things when he was young. The snowflakes all over the sky seemed to pull his thoughts back decades ago. When he was still a boy, he practiced in Qingzhou Academy, where he had the rest of his life, with explanations, There is Sister Qin Yi, and there is a teacher Huafengli.

The time was very difficult at the time, but now in retrospect, it seems beautiful.

He thought of Donghai City again, of Cangye Country, of Eastern Wasteland, Shushan, and Thatched Cottage.

Yi Xiang, Ye Tianzi, teacher Mr. Du, senior brothers and sisters, one after another, they formed a scene of memories. These memories are branded in their minds. They have never been forgotten. Now, looking back, it looks like It's as beautiful as it happened yesterday.

At this time, Ye Futian is very relaxed, he has never been relaxed before. Since entering the supreme world, he has never been like this, because he has a lot of burdens on his body, and has experienced a lot, even this year, with his own eyes Witnessing the teacher being taken away, one can imagine what kind of imprint left in my heart.

Although it was silent at the time, only I knew what I felt inside.

When the wind blows, snowflakes fall on Ye Futian's body. He is still watching Ping Ping's sword practice, which seems to be in front of him, but also looks very fuzzy.

Gradually, the Ping An figure seemed to be farther and farther away, no longer in front of him, his consciousness seemed to drift to a distant place, he seemed no longer where he was, but above the sky.

His consciousness turned into wind, turned into snowflakes, flying all over the sky, he not only saw peace, but also the whole snow-capped mountains, and then the boundless white snow-capped mountains, everything was in full view.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and the falling snowflakes are like goose feathers. I don't know how long the sword finally stopped, the sword intent dissipated, and the practice ceased safely. Because of the existence of sword energy, the snowflakes could not stay on her body, but After the sword stopped, Xue also fell on her.

Ping An stretched out her hand, a piece of white snow fell on her palm, her face showed a brilliant smile, extremely beautiful, it was pure beauty, like a flawless jasper.

"What happened to Uncle Master?"

Ping'an looked forward and showed a hint of doubt. Ye Futian was covered with snow, sitting there quietly like a snowman, his breathing was well-balanced, except that the heat from the breath would bring snowflakes Except for melting, other parts of the body are covered with snow.

Seeing that she stopped practicing, Ye Futian still didn't respond, and he couldn't help showing a weird look. Could it be that Shishu was also practicing?

Thinking of this, Ping An did not bother Ye Futian, worrying about interrupting Ye Futian's practice.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew on the snow-capped mountain, the wind was blowing, snowflakes were flying all over the sky, and the snow on Ye Futian 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. That feeling was extremely strange.

"What is this?"

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

"Uncle Master, you are awake." Ping An began to speak.

"Yeah." Ye Futian nodded and said: "Peace, I have also practiced kendo, so I will show you some insights about kendo over the years, which may help you."

"Okay~IndoMTL.com~Ping'an nodded slightly, do you want to teach your kendo?

Uncle Master also taught her some before, but didn't teach it like that.

At this moment, Ye Futian's pupils became extremely bright, seeming to be surrounded by sword intent.

"Don't resist." Ye Futian said, looking at Ping An, and then Ping An felt divine consciousness directly into her mind. She saw a sword, and then countless swords, the sword of the avenue. , Every sword seems to contain the essence of Dao.

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

Ye Futian quickly withdrew his gaze, and his eyes calmed down. In recent years, his understanding of sword practice has been directly imprinted in Ping An's mind in a unique way. How to repair the sword depends on how Ping Ping goes.

Ye Futian turned around and walked away on Baixue, the snow still falling down, falling on him.

Ping An is still standing there, as if trapped in a static state, the sword intent on his body is constantly flowing. After a long time, the sword is soaring, Xu Ping An, broke the boundary!