Chapter 2045

Looking at the cheap appearance of the little divine bird, ye QingHan seemed to return to the past and grinned very happily.

The divine bird looked at his son's unbearable appearance, became angry with shame, jumped on ye QingHan's shoulder, looked down at the little divine bird and roared, "You bastard, who told you I was shameless? I almost lost my life for your mother and son. You dare to slander my honor! You scold my boss and your father. I should have thrown you into the trash can at that time!"

Leaf light cold:

Just then, the little financial fan rushed out and fought back with a higher voice, "you who killed thousands of knives, who are you going to throw into the dustbin? I took great pains to hatch it. I'm not willing to scold. You're going to throw it into the dustbin! I think I should throw you into the dustbin, too."

Divine bird:

Being yelled by the little financial fan, the divine bird shrunk his head and was speechless.

It was originally a serious ancestor worship meeting, but now Leng is made a big joke by the three members of the family.

Ye QingHan waved his hand and said, "you three living treasures, find a quiet place to quarrel slowly. Don't scold me in."

Although the divine bird scolded the little divine bird, how can he hide his concern for many years? With the consent of Ye QingHan, he hurriedly begged the little financial fan for mercy and asked to go to a quiet place. Even if he was scolded, he would have a little face, wouldn't he?

Shenniao and xiaocaifan evacuated here with their baby, leaving only ye QingHan to face the crowd.

Ye QingHan looked around, his face full of vicissitudes, especially when he saw Ye Huang, he was very pleased. He touched his head and said in a deep voice, "I didn't lose my face!"

Lord Ye Huang grinned excitedly and could get a compliment from ye QingHan. All these years of hard work is worth it.

"Thank you for your praise!" Lord Ye didn't forget to return to his father and said respectfully, "this is the good guidance of his father and set a good example for his son!"

Ye QingHan nodded and said to others, "you all perform your duties first. I will stay here for some days and give you some advice later."

"Thank you, holy ancestor! Your descendants leave." hundreds of experts saluted and respectfully withdrew.

Ye QingHan led Lord Ye Huang into the hall and brought a large piece of jade and bamboo. With a wave of his big hand, all the jade and bamboo pieces appeared golden characters, which were majestic and filled with mysterious rules. The mystery of Liangyi and Bagua was all shown here.

It is estimated that there are thousands of magical swordsmanship combined with a variety of secret techniques. Each secret technique is the top level, the second is the middle level, and the highest is the Taiji immortal code!

Ye QingHan divided the contents of Taiji immortal scriptures, especially explaining the Tao, "This is the content of Taiji immortal Scripture. Non true disciples cannot practice. Even if they practice, they are not allowed to use it. After knowing that I have special permission, true disciples are not allowed to enter the eternal world and wait for orders. As for other secret methods, reward them based on merit. Those with good talent must strengthen their training."

When did Lord Ye Huang see so many advanced holy dharmas? His eyes were staring straight.

"My son, you haven't entered the eternal world. You don't know how dangerous the big world is. Our small area seems prosperous. The holy land of the big world qiangzong really wants to fight us. We don't have a chance to fight back, okay?" ye QingHan reminded in a deep voice.

"I understand that I must teach crazy disciples to forget war and take precautions!" Lord Ye replied respectfully.

Ye QingHan nodded happily and said, "Just understand. Your cultivation is in the lower level, and there are also the middle level and upper level, and then the eternal Saint level. Then there is the real invincible existence, the eternal saint! As far as I know, there are four eternal saints. Although I have two eternal saints behind my back, it's better to rely on others than myself. At the critical time, no one can rely on me, If you want to survive, you have to rely on yourself. I don't expect my crazy sect to produce several great saints and at least achieve two or three eternal saints. You should work harder and don't pull down your accomplishments. "

"I will live up to my expectations!" Lord Ye said firmly.

Ye QingHan smiled with satisfaction, patted ye Huangzhu on the shoulder and said, "The crazy sect here will leave it to you to develop. When necessary, they will always go out to fight. Your uncles alone are weak after all. The war is imminent. I can't guarantee whether I can keep this small area, but I will die together with Kyushu. So you should stand behind my father and help me. Don't take it lightly."

To get ye QingHan's approval, ye Huang nodded repeatedly.

"Well, you go ahead and give the good holy Dharma to the right person. I'll go and see your grandmother and several other brothers and sisters." ye QingHan sighed.

Lord Ye Huang's face suddenly changed and quickly knelt down and said, "Dad, I forgot to tell you. Grandma has changed her way for nearly a thousand years. Two brothers, sisters and aunts are guarding the mausoleum for her father."

Ye QingHan's body trembled and retreated several steps. His eyes were full of sadness and reluctance.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the son wants to raise but does not wait!

This situation is the saddest. There is a mist in ye QingHan's eyes. She is ashamed of the mother. It must be that she is most unwilling to see herself before she leaves.

"Take me to have a look," said Ye QingHan hoarsely.

Lord Ye Huang was in a low mood and turned to take ye QingHan out of the imperial city. He went to a mountain behind the Shenlong Ding in the East. A huge stone tablet was erected with the four characters "holy ancestral mausoleum". The tomb is towering and magnificent.

On both sides of the tomb and next to the Dragon tripod, there are several smaller palaces, in which are ye Xushen, ye chentian, ye Yuner and ye Mengxi.

Ye QingHan's breath leaked out and alerted the four strong men. The four of them had not left the Customs for a long time. As soon as they appeared, there were two lower level masters. Ye chentian, who claimed to be the great God of chentian, and ye Mengxi, who had been hiding for countless years, were all lower level masters!

"Daddy!"

"Big brother!"

The four people rushed over one after another, especially Ye Mengxi, with tears. After all, her feelings with Wang are deeper than those of Ye QingHan and Wang.

Ye QingHan was very sad. He put his hand around Ye Mengxi and said softly, "the world is full of banquets. My mother is old and dependent. It's good to go without pain."

"But she's not happy to go. Sobbing... She kept talking about wanting you to come back, but she didn't wait until the end. It's all your fault!"

Ye Mengxi beat ye QingHan's chest with three points of strength.

Ye QingHan didn't say a word, endured it silently, and felt very guilty. A saint like him is competent, but such a son is very incompetent!

Ye QingHan came to the mausoleum, knelt respectfully, knocked nine heads, and said sadly, "Mom, loyalty and filial piety have been difficult since ancient times. I'm sorry to worry you!"