Chapter 480: Always blown away by the rain and wind, Mr. Li dies

Chapter 480: Always blown away by the rain and wind, Mr. Li dies

Ye Yang held the White Horse Knife and felt it for a moment, a hint of joy could not help but appear on his brows.

"There is a new change in the White Horse Knife."

After he broke through to a new realm of swordsmanship, White Horse Kuaishou seemed to sense the transformation of his master.

The light flowing on the blade is more restrained and profound, with a black handle and a white blade, as sharp as snow, overflowing with light and shining with cold light.

Especially the shadow of the white horse on the handle of the knife, jumping slightly, its eyes are brilliant, as if it has smart wisdom.

Ye Yang can feel it.

At this moment, the knife seemed to have become a sharp weapon connected to his soul, not just a simple weapon. .

It is more like a living body at the moment, constantly evolving as it grows.

After breaking through to a new realm of swordsmanship.

Every time he grasped the handle of the knife, Ye Yang could feel a fusion of flesh and blood, an unprecedented sense of resonance. It was the fusion of the knife and the heart.

The materials used in this White Horse Knife are extraordinary.

There are sands of time that are rare in a thousand years, water veins, dragon essences, and bacteria of life, death, and prosperity.

The foundation is very good.

It has been spiritual since birth.

"He has his own spirituality, and now he seems to be evolving towards a high-grade magic weapon."

Ye Yang breathed a sigh of relief and showed a hint of joy.

There is a lot of difference between middle-grade magical instruments and high-grade magical instruments.

According to common sense, you want to upgrade it to the level of a high-grade magic weapon.

It takes a lot of resources and energy, and even some special opportunities, to successfully break through.

However, after today's breakthrough to the new realm of "a thousand swords\

,"At this moment, the spiritual light on the magic weapon is getting brighter and brighter, as if there is an invisible thin film of spiritual energy forming on its surface, which is a sign of transformation into a high-grade magic weapon.

One day, when the aura on the surface of this magic weapon becomes more and more powerful, it will be promoted to a top-grade magic weapon.

At this time, Ye Yang carefully held the White Horse Knife in his hand.

He could clearly feel the powerful time power contained in the magic weapon, which was a completely new feeling.

"but."

Ye Yang pondered slightly in his heart.

"The stronger the White Horse Blade is, the greater the cost of using the Thirteen Blades of Time."

Previously, Ye Yang used all his strength to use the Thirteen Knives of Time, plus the reserved mana from the Blood-Drying Elixir.

It is enough to use the thirteen swords of time three times.

Now, with the transformation of the White Horse Knife, the cost of using the Thirteen Knives of Time may further increase.

I thought that if I used the sword technique twice at most, my magic power would be at its lowest.

But there is no doubt that its ability to live longer will gain further growth.

…

On this day, Ye Yang put away the white horse sword, but he never thought that a piece of news would reach Feitianmen.

"The old man of the Li family is going to die."

The old man of the Li family is the controller of the Li family. He was bedridden many years ago, but he has been leading the Li family and closely following Feitianmen.

The death of this old man was a big blow to the Li family and the Feitian Sect.

"Hall Master."

The disciple's voice came from outside the door, interrupting Ye Yang's meditation.

"The ribbons, ceremonial plates, and gifts have all been arranged, and we are ready to go at any time."

He is now one of the giants of the Feitian Sect, and his words and deeds represent the Feitian Sect, which is completely different from before.

Ye Yang nodded slightly.

In the early morning of the next day, he called for Zhuri Flying Turtle, carrying four Feitian Sect disciples.

They were all dressed in plain linen clothes, with white belts around their waists symbolizing mourning.

In front of the Li family's mansion.

White candles swayed, incense smoke lingered, and there was a solemn atmosphere.

"It's actually Hall Master Ye who's here."

"Welcome Hall Master Ye to the Li family."

…

After hearing about his arrival, the elders of the Li family stood up and greeted him outside the door in advance.

There was a bit of respect and subtle tension in his tone.

After all, the person in front of him is not only the hall master of Feitian Sect, but also a man of influence in the current practice world.

Whether it's cultivation or combat prowess.

They are all existences that the Li family needs to look up to now.

even.

This time, the old man of the Li family passed away, and even they did not expect that Hall Master Ye could come.

It can be said that it gave the Li family enough face.

In the back hill of Li's house, in a simple courtyard.

A group of people, all dressed in plain clothes, burst into tears.

Mr. Li, who was on the bed, had a thin face and a serene expression. He was extremely old and had reached the limit of his lifespan.

His hair has turned gray, and wrinkles have climbed onto his forehead, curled together, looking dry and thin.

Seeing this scene, Ye Yang couldn't help but sigh, feeling heavy.

“A man dies like a lamp going out.”

Ren was a man of great splendor during his lifetime, and who could survive his death? But after death, he is just a handful of loess, and will soon become silent.

Even after a hundred years, all traces will be erased by time.

Even most of his descendants do not remember his footprints in this world.

On one side was Li Bayuan, who had returned from Ruyi Lake, his eyes red at the moment.

Big tears rolled down her cheeks, and soon they wet her clothes.

Ye Yang expressed his condolences. At this moment, Mrs. Li's fingers on the bed trembled and moved slightly.

It seems to be a scene of reflection.

Old Mrs. Li's eyes slowly opened, and then he sat up from the bed.

"Old Master!"

Someone couldn't help shouting, with a choked voice.

Mrs. Li's eyes swept across the room and finally landed on Ye Yang.

"I've met Hall Master Ye..." Old Mrs. Li's voice, although weak, was extremely clear.

"Ancestor, you..."

The people next to me were crying.

Mr. Li waved his hand and looked at it openly.

"Everyone has to die, so why do you cry like a child?"

"Hall Master Ye."

He looked up, looking weak.

"I'm sorry that you have such a busy schedule to come and see my old bones."

Ye Yang shook his head slightly, with a bit of solemnity on his face.

"What did you say, Master? You are both a senior and an elder. How could I not come to see you off on your last journey?"

Mr. Li smiled slightly, with a sense of relief and tranquility in his smile, as if he had a clear understanding of life and death.

"Life is so joyful, and death is so painful. Although I dare not say that I have no regrets in my life, at least I am worthy of the conscience of heaven and earth."

Li Bayuan held Old Mrs. Li's hand with tears in his eyes.

Old Mrs. Li glanced at Li Bayuan.

"You are a simple and honest child, but you hate evil and don't know how to adapt. You are prone to suffer big losses."

"From now on... from now on, I must learn more from Hall Master Ye."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Ye Yang with a respectful expression.

"Hall Master Ye, you are a gift from Qilin, and you have a good understanding of the world and are well versed in human relations. I, my silly grandson, hope you can give me more support in the future."

Ye Yang held his hand and felt it was cold, and a faint life essence was injected into the palm of Old Mrs. Li's hand.

But it had no effect.

He knew that the other party had reached the limit of his lifespan, and that medicine and stone had no effect and could not be changed by external forces.

Standing up at this moment is just a reflection of the past.

When a group of people saw this situation, they hurriedly spoke.

"Ancestor, don't worry, we will do a good job. In our hands, the Li family will not disgrace its reputation."

Old Mrs. Li's expression changed, he glanced at everyone present and shook his head.

"It's not the Li family, it's the Feitian Clan."

"You are all good descendants of my Li family, and you are also good children of Feitian Clan. In the future, the rise and fall of the family, the honor and disgrace will be on you, and even more on Feitian Clan."

"Feitianmen will always be our sect."

Everyone nodded, although they looked at his dull face and felt sad in their hearts.

The ancestor's eyes turned back to Ye Yang.

"I have something I want to entrust you with."

As he spoke, the ancestor tremblingly took out a simple wooden box from his pillow and handed it to Ye Yang.

Ye Yang took the wooden box and felt it was heavy. It was obvious that the contents inside were not trivial.

"What is this?" Ye Yang asked curiously.

"This is a treasure I got when I was young, called the 'Lingyuan Pearl'."

"It can assist cultivation and enhance physical fitness, especially for babies. It has excellent effects. It may be helpful to you."

Ye Yang was silent for a moment.

Even if Xiuya's pregnancy is hidden in every possible way, there is no impermeable wall in the world.

These people try their best to get information from all sources.

Then please him.

The ancestor said slowly, although his voice was weak, it was still firm.

He had heard of this Spirit Source Bead. It was a treasure that could only be born at the place where spiritual veins gathered. It took decades to condense one, which was extremely rare.

He didn't expect that the ancestor of the Li family would give him such a precious thing.

He was about to refuse, but the Li family ancestor waved his hand weakly.

Seeing this, Ye Yang knew that it would be useless to talk about it, so he solemnly accepted the wooden box.

The old man of the Li family nodded with satisfaction, then closed his eyes, as if he had put down everything in the world, just waiting for the last moment to come.

"I'm not worried about the future of my family."

"Remember...unity...harmony...inheritance..."

Old Mrs. Li's words were intermittent, but every word was as heavy as a thousand stones.

At this moment, the wind outside the house suddenly stopped, and several cranes roared in the sky.

Soon after, Mr. Li passed away with a smile on his face.

His face seemed to regain some vitality at the last moment, as if he had fallen into a deep dream.

Everyone in the Li family was crying.

This old man Li

But they knew that their ancestors had gone to a world without pain and strife.

As for Ye Yang, he was holding the wooden box containing the Lingyuan Pearl, and his heart was filled with complicated emotions.

Ye Yang picked up the Lingyuan Pearl and felt the huge vitality contained in it.

"This Lingyuan Pearl is no longer useful to me, but it can be given to Xiuya. Mrs. Li took it out specially because he knew I had a child."

"And in the turmoil, I'm afraid they also want me to take care of the Li family."

"This is the real old world."

"There will always be many regrets in a person's life. Maybe he was famous during his lifetime, achieved great achievements for a thousand years, became an immortal and became an ancestor, or maybe he was unknown and ordinary all his life."

"But it's the same after death."

Ye Yang was filled with emotions.

…

Ye Yang returned to Feitianmen.

During this time, people kept coming to give gifts.

Most of them came from Kyoto during the Universiade Dynasty.

Among those gifts, one caught his special attention.

This is an ancient medical book, with four gilded characters written on the cover: "The Classic of Hundred Difficulties Medicine".

This gleaming book seemed different.

This book was a gift from Concubine Bai Lian.

Ye Yang opened the medical book and saw a special label made of Polygonatum odorifera on the title page.

"The Hundred Difficulties Medical Sutra was passed down from Dalin Temple, a hidden sect."

"In the 382nd year of the Imperial Dynasty, Dalin Temple, under pressure from the Universiade Dynasty, hosted the Saint Monk Haitian and Monk Dabao to pay homage to the Lord of the Universiade Dynasty and specially enshrine it in the Universiade Dynasty."

He looked through it carefully.