What a lucky world!

Chapter 146: Have I seen this episode?

The sharp sword intent coming from the back mountain seemed to cut through the sky. Anyone with a little cultivation on Jinchuan Mountain could feel it clearly.

The road to the back mountain of Jinchuan Mountain is not a smooth one. In order to prevent people from disturbing the ancestors' meditation, both Ye Luoyu in the past and Ye Suixin later set up many obstacles on the road to the back mountain.

Of course, these obstacles may be difficult for ordinary people, but for Old Man Qin, they are as easy as walking on flat ground.

At this time, Old Man Qin waved his sleeves, and the sword intent wrapped around Zhang Mu, Zhuge Nanxian and Ye Hanzhou, like a shining sharp sword, flying towards the back mountain. In the blink of an eye, it traveled a hundred miles of mountain roads and landed in a valley called Luofengpo in the back mountain.

There are two Luofengpo places in the world.

One place is in Shuzhong. According to legend, Pang Shiyuan, a genius as famous as Zhuge Mingzhu, led his army to attack Jinguan City in Shuzhong. They were blocked by a giant python who was conferred the title of mountain god by the previous dynasty. In order to seize the opportunity, Pang Shiyuan set up a Feng Shui formation, dispersed all his luck, condensed it into a colorful phoenix, and died together with the giant python. The site of the formation is called Luofengpo, and no snakes have been seen there to this day.

Another place, nestled in the Jinchuan Mountains, is rumored to be the site of Lanling King's death. Originally called the Land of the Fallen Dragon, it was later renamed the Land of the Fallen Phoenix Slope to avoid mentioning the emperor's presence.

It's unknown whether this place is actually where Lanling King fell, but it's a naturally blessed place. Not only are there a wide variety of precious medicines, but the luck it receives is also richer than other places. Because of this, Ye Dafeng has always used this place as his own place for cultivation and retreat.

It was the Fenglin Villa's Sword Sharpening Conference, and naturally, there were many martial artists living there. Sensing the sword intent, many of them also came, but they all stood at a distance, not daring to get too close.

Old Man Qin restrained his breath, suppressed his sword energy, and found a hilltop with a good view to land on.

Everyone was incredibly powerful. They saw a middle-aged man walking into Luofeng Slope, his hands behind his back, his demeanor calm and composed. To the public, he looked like someone strolling through the mountains. The man's face made some of the older martial artists feel dazed, as if they were seeing the high-spirited genius of twenty years ago again.

"Dad..." Ye Hanzhou's lips moved slightly, his heart was in turmoil.

On the way, he had already listened to Zhang Mu and Zhuge Nanxian telling him the whole story, and he was feeling upset.

He had never imagined that his natural pride was suppressed by his father, causing him to suffer contempt and ridicule for so many years.

He also didn't expect that the ancestor he had always revered as a god was actually an evil demon who fed on the talents of his descendants.

He never expected that the father who he thought was only good at getting drunk had actually been carrying so much pain for so many years.

The incident happened so suddenly that he didn't know how to face Ye Suifeng for a moment.

"Master..." Zhang Mu suddenly said, "You said before that Ye Dafeng was only one step away from being a Grandmaster?"

Old Man Qin nodded: "The aura is a bit strange, but the magical power is sufficient. It is indeed not far from the Grandmaster."

At this time, Zhuge Nanxian glanced at Ye Hanzhou, then looked at Old Man Qin and said, "Grandpa Qin, what is Senior Ye doing?"

"How would I know?" Old Man Qin shrugged. "It's just that I feel like something is amiss."

Hearing what Old Man Qin said, Zhang Mu raised his eyebrows.

Not only Old Man Qin felt something was strange, Zhang Mu also felt something was strange.

Zhang Mu's eyes fell on Ye Suifeng, who was walking slowly in the evening breeze in the mountains, with a strange look on his face.

Shameless ancestors, a broken family, poor children, and a cowardly him...

He seemed to have seen this episode.

Will the next sentence be "Please die, ancestor"?

Thinking of this, Zhang Mu looked at Ye Hanzhou again. Ye Hanzhou had no expression on his face at this time. He just stood there blankly, looking at the figure in Luofengpo, but Zhang Mu saw that the veins on his hand holding Yuan Xiaoai were bulging.

……

The gazes from all around did not stop Ye Suifeng. He just walked forward step by step until he came to the center of Luofengpo, where there was a huge sycamore tree.

Luofengpo doesn't sound auspicious. On Ye Dafeng's eightieth birthday, he personally moved this phoenix tree and planted it here. The phoenix only lands on the phoenix tree, and with this phoenix tree, the name Luofengpo has gained a touch of life.

He stopped, looked at the skinny figure under the sycamore tree, and murmured, "Grandpa, it's been a long time."

The figure slowly turned around, revealing his old face in the moonlight.

His hair was sparse, and the bags under his eyes almost drooped on his cheeks. He held a wooden stick in his hand, as if he was dying, and his whole body exuded the aura of death.

But that pair of eyes was so sharp that it seemed to be able to cut through rocks.

"You're here too early..." Ye Dafeng said, his voice sounded like two knives rubbing against each other, making people feel very uncomfortable.

"I was a step too late, and I lost my wife."

"If I had been a step later today, I would have lost my son."

"I dare not not come!"

Although the conversation between the two was quiet, everyone around them had good hearing and could hear it unless they tried to cover it up.

……

"Dad!" Ye Hanzhou naturally heard this conversation as well. He moved and was about to run towards the center of Luofengpo. Zhang Mu was quick-eyed and quick-handed and grabbed Ye Hanzhou.

"Brother Zhang!" Ye Hanzhou looked at Zhang Mu, who shook his head. "You will only distract Senior Ye if you go. Please be patient."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Old Man Qin, but seeing that Old Man Qin's expression remained unchanged, he looked as if it had nothing to do with him. He simply said lightly: "My disciple is right. If you go there, you will just be another target."

Zhang Mu looked at Ye Hanzhou's anxious expression and suddenly said, "Master, can you take action once to protect Senior Ye Suifeng later?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Hanzhou quickly knelt down in front of Old Man Qin and said, "Please help me, Senior." Old Man Qin smacked his lips and sighed softly, "Of course I am willing, but..."

"But what?" Ye Hanzhou immediately asked after hearing this, "Do you need any other compensation?"

"Let's wait and see..." Old Man Qin shook his head. "For the sake of my apprentice, I will do my best."

Ye Hanzhou finally breathed a sigh of relief and stood up again with the help of Zhang Mu.

……

Luofengpo.

"There has always been a tacit understanding between you and me." Ye Dafeng coughed and said, "What should I do if you change the plan?"

Ye Suifeng sighed softly and bowed to Ye Dafeng: "Grandpa, this grandson is unfilial."

"Hahahaha..." Ye Dafeng laughed when he heard that, his voice filled with desolation, "Don't say that."

"If you were unfilial, you wouldn't have to endure these twenty years of humiliation."

"But are you ready for the journey ahead?"

Ye Suifeng turned his head, his gaze wandering, finally falling on Ye Hanzhou in the distance. Gradually, he seemed to see another figure beside Ye Hanzhou, wearing white clothes, with a graceful figure, like a fairy under the moon.

He smiled, not knowing whether the smile was directed at Ye Hanzhou or at the figure.

Ye Suifeng stretched out his hand and hooked it. The next moment, Ye Hanzhou felt the Yuan Xiaoai in his hand vibrate violently. He could not hold it anymore. It slipped out of his hand, flew towards Luofengpo, and fell into Ye Suifeng's hand.

Ye Suifeng held Yuan Xiaoai and slowly pulled it out, flicking his thumb lightly on the blade: "Old friend, it's time to wake up."

Immediately afterwards, the ape's howl shone brightly, and the sound of ape howls rang out from nowhere. It seemed as if a giant ape floated out of the blade and landed behind Ye Suifeng. At this moment, Ye Suifeng's aura surged like a mountain rising from the ground, soaring into the sky. In an instant, the wind in Luofeng Valley blew up, and the wind was like a knife, leaving countless scars on the trees and the ground.

"The Concentrated Gallbladder Realm is complete!"

"Didn't they say his martial arts skills were completely wasted?"

"He repaired it?"

Suddenly there was a lot of noise all around.

"The Condensation Realm has been completed!" Ye Dafeng stood opposite Ye Suifeng, ignoring the noise around him, "Demon Master-level Spirit Soldier!"

"Not enough!"

Ye Dafeng took a step forward, and the wooden staff in his hand exploded, revealing a broken knife wrapped inside. He took a deep breath, and in an instant it seemed as if the surrounding world was sucked into his mouth. The people around who were watching the excitement suddenly felt as if countless sharp blades were falling from the sky, and many people actually fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

"The power of a Grandmaster is beyond the reach of ordinary people." Old Man Qin waved his hand, and a powerful sword intent emanated from his body, directly dispelling the illusion caused by Ye Dafeng and protecting Zhang Mu and the others. "This Ye Dafeng has improved a lot! That kid Ye Suifeng wants to draw his sword against him? It's like hitting a rock with an egg!"

As he spoke, Old Man Qin took a step forward, as if about to step into the battlefield, but the next moment, he stopped, looked towards the darkness on the other side, and said, "Who is it that has been staring at me?"

Zhang Mu and others were also shocked when they heard this, especially Ye Hanzhou, who stared in the direction where Old Man Qin was looking.

Then, the dark space shook slightly, and a burly figure emerged.

He was wearing a Feiyu suit, with an embroidered spring sword on his waist. A blood-red cloak fluttered in the wind behind him, with the words "Zhenmo" written in huge letters on it.

"Demon Suppression Division!" Zhang Mu and Zhuge Nanxian were both shocked.

Old Man Qin looked at the other person and snorted softly, "Sword Saint, Spear Immortal, Sword Bodhisattva... I wonder which Grand Commander of the Demon Suppression Division this is?"

"I don't deserve it. I'm Shen Lianxin." The commander-in-chief of the Demon Suppression Division put his hands together and performed a Buddhist salute.

"So it's the Sword Bodhisattva!" Old Man Qin said calmly, "You want to stop me?"

Shen Lianxin, known as the Sword Bodhisattva, looked towards Luofengpo and said, "I have a duty to fulfill. Please don't embarrass me, Mr. Qin!"

"What responsibilities?" Old Man Qin frowned slightly. "Watching that kid Ye Suifeng get beaten to death?"

"Not necessarily..." Shen Lianxin smiled faintly, "There is something else hidden in it, let's see..."

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes fell on Luofengpo again, and Ye Hanzhou was particularly nervous among them.

……

Ye Suifeng turned his head and his eyes met Ye Hanzhou's.

A smile appeared on Ye Suifeng's face.

He opened his mouth softly, and the sound was audible only to himself.

"I'm sorry for not being a good father..."

Ye Suifeng retracted his gaze and pressed his heart with one hand. The next moment, his pupils suddenly turned blood red.

"Broken courage!"

(End of this chapter)