Chapter 1092： My name is Ye Huang

After handling Ji Tianxing's injury, the old man in Qingpao left the secret room.

He returned to the living room of the palace, picked up the jade pot and poured a cup of spiritual tea.

Broken sword flew to his side, fell on the table and lay quietly.

The old man in Qingpao chatted with the funeral while drinking tea and resting.

"Fun Tian, ​​I really didn't expect that after a thousand years, we can meet again!

When you and your mentor left that year, I had the strength of the original pill realm, and even the three swordsmanship that the mentor pointed me was not practiced..."

Talking about the past, the tone of the old man in Qingpao was full of emotion.

Funeral said in a low tone: "Yes! At that time you were as young as Tian Xing, still a piece of uncut jade."

The old man in Qingpao frowned, and asked with doubts: "Fangtian, where did you go after you and your teacher left?

Why is there a legend of the fall of a teacher on the mainland after a hundred years?

What have you experienced? Why did you become the way you are now, and there is no trace of your teacher? "

Funeral Tian was silent and did not speak, perhaps because he could not remember what happened back then, or he did not want to disclose it.

The old man in Qingpao was full of doubts, but he did not continue to question.

At this time, Funeral asked him again: "Looking at what you look like now, it seems that you are cultivating your body, comprehending the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and attacking the Supreme Yuan Shen Realm?"

The green-robed old man nodded slightly, showing a face full of memories, and said in a vicissitudes of life: "Yes, I reached the Soul Refining Realm eight hundred years ago.

Three hundred years ago, I finally reached the Ninth Stage of Soul Refining Realm. By chance, I broke into an ancient realm of starry sky and accidentally got a piece of the remnants of the ancient boundless tree. "

While talking, he spread out his left hand, cyan light surged in his palm, and a dark cyan Wuya stick appeared.

He gently rubbed the Wuya Cudgel and smiled and said, "Originally, with my dull aptitude, it might be impossible to reach the Primordial God Realm in this life.

But with the help of this endless branch, I have already touched the threshold of the Primordial God Realm, and it is possible to break through in the past ten years. "

"Wuya branch?" Funeral sky was startled for a moment, and asked in a complicated tone: "Could it be the legendary tree that grew in the sea of ​​suffering and was born by the aura of the other side of the starry sky?"

"Yeah." The old man in Qingpao nodded, with a pleased smile in his eyes.

"Since I reached the fifth level of the Soul Refining Realm, for nearly 500 years, I have been traveling all over the Profound Sky Continent, searching for the famous mountains, Daze and ancient ruins.

I have been working hard to find the whereabouts of you and your teacher, to inquire about news about you, and to figure out the mystery of your disappearance and fall.

It's a pity that I spent hundreds of years on the Profound Sky Continent, but I couldn't find the answer. "

Funeral was silent for a while, and then said in a low tone: "Don't worry, one day, you will know the truth.

However, if you want to achieve your wish, you have to help Ji Tianxing... He is our hope! "

Hearing these words, the old man in Qingpao raised his eyebrows, his face full of surprise, "So, this son is the descendant chosen by the teacher?"

"That's right!" Funeral said in a solemn tone: "He inherited the blood of the sword god, cultivated the supreme swordsmanship of the sword god, and reached the soul refining realm when he was only twenty, and he was famous all over the world.

If you have been walking around in the past two years, you should have heard of his fame and deeds.

He is the first genius of the human race, the most enchanting emperor Tianjiao, and the youngest human domain master.

You have seen the previous incident. He was chased by the Dark Night Demon Commander, and escaped from the North Desert all the way here, before he was seriously injured and unconscious...

His talent and aptitude are countless times higher than yours, and only he can fulfill your unfulfilled wish! "

The old man in Qingpao listened carefully to his words, and every time he heard something, the shock in his face and eyes grew stronger.

At the end, he was silent for a long time before he nodded with emotion and sighed: "That's how it is! Thousands of years ago, although I was known as a genius, I became an extraordinary powerhouse.

But compared with Ji Tianxing, it's still too far away!

In all fairness, only his enchanting peerless genius is qualified to inherit the inheritance of his teacher! "

Funeral said in a solemn tone: "Just understand."

The green-robed old man stroked his gray beard, thought for a while, and suddenly thought of something, he smiled and said: "Since he is the descendant of the teacher, I will take this opportunity to give him a chance.

Two years ago, I used the essence of the sun and the moon and the Baixiangling grass to refine a pill of concentration.

This medicine is a soul-level high-grade pill, which can help him enhance the power of the soul, condense a magic eye of the soul, and reach the second stage of the soul refining state.

It just happened that his spirit power was overdrawn, so I gave him this focus pill to help him heal the spirit and improve his strength. "

Funeral said in a calm tone, "If that's the case, then you go.

In order to help him get out of trouble, I also consumed a lot of energy and had to recuperate for some time. "

After that, Funeral used Broken Sword to fly out of the living room and into the mountain peaks beneath the Wuya Palace.

The broken sword is hidden in the ten thousand-meter high mountains, constantly drawing on the power of gold and stone in the mountain peaks and the rich spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth to quickly restore vitality.

The green-robed old man entered the secret room and took out a pill with gleaming blue light and aura and gave it to Ji Tianxing.

Later, he personally worked to help Ji Tianxing catalyze the medicinal power and nourish the spirit power.

Time passed quickly, and day after day passed.

In the boundless world, there are only two living people, the old man in green robe and Ji Tianxing, plus a sword soul buried in the sky.

For the next ten days, Wuya Realm was as calm as water, without waves.

Funeral Tian has been drawing strength in the belly of the mountain to restore vitality.

Ji Tianxing was still awake, lying on the wooden bed in the secret room, resting quietly.

Every afternoon, the old man in Qingpao would give him a soul-level pill to help him catalyze the power of the medicine and heal his injuries.

Ten days passed, and Ji Tianxing's internal and external injuries gradually healed, leaving no scars.

Even his soul injury has recovered, and the power of the soul is still growing, becoming more and more powerful.

His strength has returned to its peak state, and his consciousness has been awakened.

Although, he didn't know what happened.

But he knew that an expert saved him and gave him a precious soul-level pill to help him hit the second stage of the soul refining realm.

Of course, he must continue to cultivate, with the help of the terrifying power of the ‘Gathering Pill’ to crazily increase the power of the soul and condense the second magic sword of the soul.

Soon, another ten days passed.

He finally condensed the second soul magic sword, and his strength reached the second level of the soul refining realm naturally!

When he successfully advanced, a dazzling white light burst out all over his body, releasing a powerful and powerful aura.

After a long time, the white light of his soul diminished and the powerful aura dissipated.

He opened his eyes and saw an old man in a green robe standing in the secret room, looking at him with a smile on his face.

When he saw the old man in Qingpao, he immediately guessed that this is his lifesaver!

So, he quickly got up and got out of bed, bowed to the old man in Qingpao, and said in a sincere tone: "Junior Ji Tianxing, I am very grateful to the predecessors for saving lives and giving medicine."

The old man in the green robe nodded slightly, stretched out his hand and raised it vacantly, motioning him to avoid the ceremony.

Then he said with a smile on his face: "Tianxing, congratulations on recovering from your injury and improving your skills."

Hearing these words, Ji Tianxing was taken aback for a moment, and asked in confusion: "Senior, you...how do you know me?"

The green-robed old man showed a playful smile, "Of course the funeral told me."

"The funeral... did it tell you?"

Ji Tianxing was stunned again, his expression became more and more puzzled, "Senior, haven't you asked your surname?"

The old man in Qingpao said proudly: "The old man's surname is Ye Hengchuan, and his honor is Ye Huang!"

(End of this chapter)

To download the latest txt e-book of this book, please click:

Mobile reading of this book:

Published book reviews:

In order to facilitate the next reading, you can click on the "Favorites" below to record this (Chapter 1092 My Name Ye Huang) reading record, and you can see it next time you open the bookshelf! Please recommend this book to your friends (QQ, blog, WeChat, etc.), thank you for your support! !