Chapter 475

An old slave beside Ye Xuan has such powerful strength?

With the recovery of Qi, ye Cang's face suddenly changed.

"It's impossible! How can it be polluted by the crime text... "

"What are you talking about?"

"The heart questioning sword is made by master Xuan. It's not the property of the Ye family. Why is it polluted by the crime text and reduced to such a low grade..."

"I'm afraid even the axe used to cut firewood in Ye's kitchen is better than it..."

Ye Cang's face is serious, but it seems strange to hear ye Tian's ears.

Wen Xinjian obviously knew that he was being ridiculed, and also sent out a shiver, as if in protest.

Axe... Damn, how abnormal is Ye clan? To tell you the truth, ye Tian is satisfied with the heart questioning sword now. How can it become a inferior one in his mouth?

How good is a real immortal?

The feeling that the foolish son of the landlord has never seen the world arises spontaneously

"By the way, you said the crime article... It seems that I also have it."

It's so easy to meet someone who understands these things that ye Tian naturally won't give up.

But as soon as he said this, ye Cang's old face turned completely pale, just like eating a dead fly!

"It's impossible!"

"The ancestors failed to fight against heaven in those years, and the whole Ye family was cursed by the way of heaven. Both men and women were born with sinful writings, and their accomplishments could never reach the peak."

"But master Xuan, you are the only one in the family who does not have sin. That's why you were appointed the head of the clan at a young age. "

"You are not affected by sin Wen, and only you can set foot on the top of the fairy road and untie the curse for the whole clan..."

Ye Cang is full of tears.

"You are the hope of the whole nation!"

All of a sudden, he pulled off his coat. On his dry body, there were obscure words, like tattoos, which made people feel numb.

"This is God's punishment for the people of Ye family. It's a crime to resist heaven, it's a crime to live, even ye is a crime! But the people of ye people are born with gold and bones. Even if their flesh and blood are rotten, their bones will never be destroyed! "

"Cursed forever

Ye Tian's scalp is numb. Although there are only a few sin articles on his back, they are increasing.

In the long run, who knows if one day, he will become Ye Cang?

"My crime essay is not obvious, it just appears occasionally. I think there should be a way to remove it from me?"

Ye Tian comforted.

"It's useless. Sin Wen is heaven's punishment for ye people. There are many strong people in ye people, but for so many years... No one can get rid of them."

Ye Cang's face showed a trace of sadness, as if in an instant old for decades.

Ye Tian can only follow him in silence.

Take off your coat and give it to the old man.

Just as he was talking, he reached the entrance of the village.

The huge weeping willow seems to have sensed the familiar breath, and the branches dance wildly.

Although this huge willow is not as abnormal as the Duobao tree growing in the underground world, it also makes Ye Tian feel astonished.

I'm afraid it takes about ten people to get together, right? Even if I stand close, I can't even put the crown into my sight.

It's amazing!

"Young master, you snatched back the young lady from emperor Hao, and soon went to the immortal world. Before you left, you took the young lady into Zixu and gave her a seed, which is the willow tree in front of her..."

"You promise to take the old slaves and the young lady home when the tender willows sprout and are full of green..."

Ye Cang's voice is still ringing in his ears, but ye Tian's eyebrows are slightly wrinkled.

"This tree must be at least a thousand years old, isn't it? Have you been waiting for thousands of years? "

Ye Tian turns around the tree and looks puzzled.

Ye Cang was stunned for a moment, and immediately said, "have you forgotten the xirang you brought back from Nanling? The young lady left a handful and planted the willow

"To call it si Ye Liu means to miss young master Ye Xuan..."

Listening to Ye Cang's words, ye Tian could not help caressing the huge weeping willow with his hand. The branches danced wildly, as if in joy.

Ye Tian's eyes are closed

He seemed to see a picture.

An elegant woman dressed in a fairy skirt is just like the nine immortals, so noble and elegant that people dare not look directly at her!

She prized the seeds into a handful of black soil, and she watered them carefully, just like taking care of a child.

I can't see her features clearly, but I feel that the figure is very familiar, and even has a name stuck in my throat. I'm about to blurt it out, but I swallow it back again and again.

Day after day, the sun rises and the moon falls.

She comes to water every day and never gets tired of it.

Willows sprouted and sprouted.

But the woman is getting weaker and weaker. She looks at the seed with expectant eyes every day, holds her chin in her hands, and sometimes looks into the distance with expectant eyes

She is ill.

Coughing, even once coughed up blood, fresh blood drops in the willow just out of the bud, sliding into the soil.

All the servants in Zixu came to persuade her to take good care of her illness, but she flatly refused.

From that day on, somehow, the willow began to grow!

Her body is not as good as day by day, but the willows are getting bigger and bigger day by day.

Thousands of willows are pulled out. The trunk is so thick that it is wider than several strong men. The shade of the umbrella makes the whole world green.

She is still dragging a weak body, full of expectations to run here every day, but to meet her, it is disappointed.

The line of sight becomes dim slowly. Before her figure disappears slowly, ye Tian sees her carve a few words on the tree trunk!

Whoo!

Suddenly take back the arm, a sense of inexplicable heartache let him suffocate!

Beads of sweat the size of beans were sliding down my cheek.

"Master Xuan, what do you think of?"

See ye Tian this appearance, ye Cang asks a way in a hurry.

However, at the moment, ye Tian seems to be crazy. His sight sweeps up from the tree trunk little by little. How can he have time to pay attention to him?

eureka!

The pupils suddenly contracted.

On the trunk of the tree, there are eight big characters that are indistinct.

"If you die, I won't live..."

Ye Tian felt a buzzing sound in his mind, and a tear fell from the corner of his eye and hung on his chin.

This tear, can't help dripping down.

"What about Liu Jie? Did she go to the fairyland... "

He suddenly looked back at Ye Cang.

Ye cangmo was silent.

"How can she go in and out of Zixu freely?"

Ye Tian frowned.

"The painting scroll of Zixu is your immortal tool, young master. Naturally, young lady can't go in and out at will. But if it's opened with the help of spirit, you can leave naturally! "

"The purple ruins? Who is the spirit? Where is she? "

Ye Tian's brow is more tight.

"Zixu is an immortal tool for you, young master. It's called Zixu picture scroll, which forms its own boundary. "

"Before you leave, you throw it into the fairyland. In order to hide people's eyes and ears, you cut off the connection between the fairyland and you, and arrange the old slaves to take care of the young lady."