The Legend of Futian

Donghai Academy, since the Ziwei Palace unified the Academy, the Donghai Academy has been firmly under the control of the Ziwei Palace.

But as the best place to practice in Donghai, younger generations from all over Donghai will still gather here.

Inside the palace, young men and women are full of vigor, and many people are also discussing about the Nandou family. They have a prince in Donghai City to make the younger generation of palaces yearning.

At this time, a line of extraordinary temperament appeared outside the East China Sea Palace, and they stepped into the Palace, and it was Ye Futian and his party.

Ye Futian, Hua Jieyu, Yi Shengxuan, Yi Qingxuan, Tang Wan and others walked ahead and stepped into this familiar place. They have a sense of right and wrong. They practiced here two years ago, but they seem to have It's been a long time, even strange.

Yixiang, Hua Fengliu, Nandou Wenyin, and Tang Lan also expressed their deep emotions. They were also members of the Tokai Academy, Yixiang was also the master of Wuqu Palace, and Huafengliu and Nandou Wenyin had practiced in Ziwei Palace. Tang Lan practiced at Wuqu Palace.

But is today's Tokai Academy still the former Tokai Academy?

The temperament of Ye Futian and others was too outstanding, and instantly attracted the attention of the disciples of Xuegong.

Especially Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu, who are in the forefront, are so demon-looking. These people should not be disciples of the Tokai Academy.

At this time, an apprentice who was about eighteen years old came to see Ye Futian, Hua Jieyu and others, and his eyes were instantly frozen.

"Ye Futian, Hua Jieyu." He stagnated and whispered, "Master Yi Gong."

Then he turned sharply and ran towards the distance. Instantly, the news of Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu and others came back to shake the East China Sea Academy. Even those young people were trembling after knowing their identity. This is a group of people who caused the uproar of Nandou country. They came out from the Tokai Academy.

A few moments later, some elder characters arrived and saw Yi Xiang and Hua Fengliu waiting for a deep breath.

"Isang," someone shouted.

"Where is Yan Shao?" Yi Xiang asked bluntly.

"What are you doing back?" Someone asked.

"Go to Ziwei Palace." Ye Futian said coldly, and the group continued to move forward.

When they arrived in front of the Ziwei Palace, many disciples had already gone down the mountain and looked at Ye Futian indifferently. Of course, there was a slight sense of vigilance.

"Where is Yan Shao?" Ye Futian asked, "My teacher, are you buried in Ziwei Palace?"

At that time, he warned Yan Shao that he should be buried in Ziwei Palace, otherwise he would be buried in Ziwei Palace.

"Ziwei Palace is not a cemetery," someone said coldly.

"So, my teacher is not buried in Ziwei Palace?" Ye Futian's tone cooled down, and he stepped forward.

"Ye Futian, Nan Dou Tai has stepped into the realm of princes, and I advise you to leave." One said.

"Nantou Tai, prince?" Ye Futian sneered. He looked at Yi Xiang and said, "The death of the Master was directly caused by Hua Xiang and Nan Dou Tai?"

"Yes." Yi Xiang nodded.

"Well, Nan Dou Tai will be buried." Ye Futian said softly, and the strong man in Ziwei Palace trembled.

Yi Xiang took a step forward, and an overwhelming coercion spread out, looking at the people in Ziwei Palace: "Where is Qin Lao buried?"

Feeling the coercion of Yi Xiang, Zi Wei Gong's face turned blue, but still did not speak.

"Bang." Yi Xiang stepped out, blasted out with a single punch, and suddenly, the punches were very heavy. The person in front of him changed his face and wanted to resist, but only heard the rumbling sound of rumbling sounds, one after another. They were directly hit by flying and vomiting blood. They paled and stared at Yixiang, the main leader of Wuqugong Yixiang, getting stronger and stronger.

"Where?" Yi Xiang stepped forward.

"After the death of Qin Lao, Ziwei Palace discussed how to bury it. Ziwei Palace is a place of practice. Naturally it is impossible to bury people, so he cremated Qin Lao's body and placed his ashes on the place where he once lived. It was not humiliated, "one said.

"Bone ashes." Ye Futian smiled, his smile was a little desolate, his body flickered, he walked in the void, and Hua Xieyu followed him toward the place where Hua Xieyu once lived, which is also the residence of Qin Lao.

When they came to the former residence of Qin Lao, there were a lot of weeds here, and the run-down courtyard was left unattended and even blocked and left unmanaged.

In the old room where Qin Lao lived, there was a pelvic urn.

Ye Futian and Hua Xieyu stood in front of the ashes, feeling a bit sad in their hearts.

The tears of Huajie's beautiful eyes fell down, and she said softly, "Master."

Ye Futian's eyes were also slightly red. He remembered that when Qin Lao taught him to play the piano, the kind old man, his smile was so kind.

Early in the morning, the elderly saw him reconciled and wished that they would always love each other like a teenager.

He remembered the troubled rivers and mountains of the Nandou family again. Although the old man was in the twilight, the song lasted forever, but the spirit was forever, but after he died, he was placed here alone.

Thinking of this, Ye Futian felt only a moment of sadness.

On the Ziwei Palace, the old man was lying here quietly. I am afraid that the disciples of the East China Sea Academy did not know that such a person existed.

Ye Futian knelt on the ground, scratching his head against the dusty ashes, his head hitting the ground, making a crisp sound.

Hua Jieyu knelt in tears and hoeed at the old man.

Afterwards, Hua Fengliu and Nan Dou Wenyin stepped forward and knelt down. This was their teacher.

"Master, you like Ziwei Palace. I will let you stay here. Although your old people like to be quiet, Fu Tian does not want you to be so lonely after you leave. So, I will do something. Your old people do n’t blame me. Ye Futian raised his head and looked at the old man's ashes.

"Donghai Xuegong should not forget such a senior." Yi Xiang also supported Ye Futian. Although Qin Lao was not famous, otherwise he would not have studied the piano path alone in the Ziwei Palace alone, but they could not bear to see The old man was still so bleak.

"Um." Ye Futian nodded, then stood up and walked out, a cold flash in his eyes.

I saw his body vacated and headed towards the center of Ziwei Palace. Yin Xuewei followed him, and a group of people came to the splendid Ziwei Palace palace. A straight stairway below leads to the purple path. Under the micro palace.

"Ye Futian, you are wanton." Seeing Ye Futian being so rude, many people in Ziwei Palace came coldly and scolded.

"I'll give you half an hour, and all of them will go away. After today, Ziwei Palace will no longer exist." Ye Futian opened his mouth coldly, his voice passed to a distance, and countless people trembled.

Once, when Ye Futian was young, he blocked the door of the Ziwei Palace, and a general order made people witness his unique style.

Today, he stood on the Ziwei Palace and announced that after today, there will be no Ziwei Palace.

"Arrogant." A strong man in the heavenly realm stepped out, but saw Yin Jiu glanced at him, the frozen will of the prince level bloomed, with only one glance, the strong body in the realm stopped that day in the void. Then, the surrounding snow and snow covered his body, turned into an ice sculpture, and stopped in midair.

A crisp sound came out, the ice sculpture burst, and the body shattered directly.

For only a moment, the figure on the Ziwei Palace froze and pale.

The nine strong men stood behind Ye Futian, and a terrible chill permeated out, which was the breath of the princes, the nine great princes.

"Frozen purple palace." Ye Futian said coldly, the nine princes stepped out and headed for different directions. An extreme cold enveloped the entire purple palace, and snow drifted between the heavens and the earth. Every snowflake was transparent. With a bone chill.

Snowflakes fell on the Ziweigong strong, and they felt cold into the bone marrow.

Soon, it was snowing in Ziwei Palace, and it was snowing all over the sky.

"It's cold." Disciples of Ziwei Palace all shivered, and even those who were practicing were stopped by freezing and then went out.

Then, the Ziwei Palace powerhouses descended one after another.

"Go to the Nandou family and inform the palace master." Someone said, the snow was getting bigger and colder.

Under the Ziwei Palace, the disciples of the East China Sea Palace came in one after another, and looked up at the snowflakes falling in the sky from the Ziwei Palace. They all felt a terrible chill.

Gradually, Ziwei Palace seemed to be covered with a layer of silver, and became crystal clear.

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Ye Futian stood on the top of the Ziwei Palace. Around his body, endless ice and snow fluttered and turned into a snowman. Later, he used Reiki as a sword to sculpt in ice and snow.

He closed his eyes, and the figure of the old man Fuqin in his mind was imprinted there. The sword kept flying and the snow was falling.

Gradually, a statue of an old man played cross-legged appeared in front of him. The statue was very large, ten meters high. Under Ye Futian's portrayal, he gradually got a little charm.

He is an engraver and can naturally portray.

A little time passed, Ziwei Palace was covered by ice, and the huge statue was finally portrayed. The kind old man sat calmly, his hands with calluses on the strings.

However, Ye Futian didn't stop. He continued to sculpt, and carved a fairy crane in front of the statue, standing tall beside the old man.

People like Huajieyu and Huafengliu watched quietly.

Later, Ye Futian took Qin Lao's ashes and buried them under the statue. He turned and faced Yin: "Senior, I hope the statue will be here forever."

As soon as Yin walked forward, a terrible chill bloomed from him, a snow storm fluttered, a powerful spell descended, and he swarmed towards the statue.

Soon, the two statues were dressed in silver, crystal clear, like the everlasting ice sculptures.

Retreating from his body, Ye Futian glanced at the frozen Ziwei Palace, and then he said, "Let's go to the Nandou Family and bring Nandou Tai and Yan Shao. I want them to turn into ice sculptures and kneel in front of the teacher forever. There are also Hua Xiang and Luo Tianzi. "

These people are the culprits leading to the death of Shi Gongxian, and none of them can be less!