The Legend of Futian

Ye Futian was a bit depressed. Since he started his practice, he has not been hit so badly.

He continued to practice the spell entrusted to him by the teacher, and realized that the words the teacher had said before, although progressed a little, but was still worse.

After a long time, he stopped and said, "What kind of spell did this old guy give?"

"It's really difficult, the teacher must have stimulated you intentionally, don't be discouraged." Hua Jieyu smiled sweetly.

"It's still a good fairy in my house." Ye Futian saw a bright smile on the side of Xie Yu, and opened his arms and said, "Come and comfort me."

"Go to you, I have practiced." Hua Jieyu gave him a grateful look, then turned around, and felt the same words that Mr. Du said before.

"Fu Gang is weak."

Ye Futian whispered, and then closed his eyes. Instead of continuing to practice the spell, he felt it with his heart. The spiritual power communicated with the aura between the surrounding heaven and earth, and he walked in endless aura.

He has learned a lot of spells these days, and he has indeed benefited a lot. Although the power of these spells is mostly average, they may not have much effect in future battles, but it is indeed helpful for his practice.

The quiet space, the green grass, the breeze was blowing, showing the slightest coolness.

Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu both sat quietly with their eyes closed. At this time, Ye Futian's perception was that he no longer had a physical body, and his mental power seemed to be everywhere and lingering between heaven and earth.

In perception, he seems to be transformed into an ancient tree, and every wood property aura between heaven and earth is like a part of the ancient tree.

Suddenly, in the heavens and earth around Ye Futian, a ray of branches and vines appeared out of nowhere, and the sound of rattling came out, with Ye Futian's body as the center, the endless branches and vines rolled madly to the surrounding space, covering the sky, Immediately flooded a huge area around him, as if everywhere, his body was the source of everything, like a tree of gods.

"Huh ..." Ye Futian opened his eyes and looked at the picture in front of him. It was also the Qiantousuo spell. When he felt and released it with his heart, the power was much stronger than before.

Hua Xieyu was also awakened. Looking at the picture in front of him, he smiled brightly. Although he had not yet learned the teacher's spell, he had made great progress, which meant that Ye Futian's method was correct.

Ye Futian smiled and continued to immerse himself in the practice. His time to release the spell became slower, but the power of the spell became stronger. At the same time he practiced and would talk about the practice experience with Hua Jieyu, unconsciously. Near dusk.

The setting sun fell on Ye Futian's face. The angular lines were more handsome. Hua Jieyu did not know when he came to Ye Futian. He sat there with his knees bent, holding his cheeks in his hands, and looking at Ye Futian with a smile.

When Ye Futian's eyes opened, the beautiful face came into view and smiled, "What are you looking at?"

"Look at you." Hua Jieyu smiled sweetly, how this guy looks more and more beautiful.

Ye Futian blinked and smiled, "I'll be intrigued if you are like this."

"What do you think?" Hua Jieyu smiled at him.

"I want to be right-handed."

"You dare." Hua Jieyu fluttered a red glow on his face, and it was even more beautiful in the sunset.

"See if I dare." Ye Futian suddenly leaned forward and threw Hua Jieyu on the grass, a scream came out, and Hua Jieyu lay there. With her, she didn't dare to look into his eyes, slipped her head, her face flushed, and even more touching.

"Fairy, you are so beautiful." Ye Futian said, Hua Jieyu's head slowly turned back, Mei Mei glanced at him, and said, "Not yet."

"Yes." Ye Futian answered with a smile, but suddenly bowed his head, and gently kissed Hua Huayu's forehead, very gentle.

"Go, find your father-in-law." Ye Futian got up and pulled Hua Xieyu up, and then took her hand to leave here, and Hua Xieyu left him to pull, two figures in the green Trotting on the grass, the sunset fell on the two of them, like a picture.

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Both Wangyuezong and Daoshan came to Shushan, and Ye Futian naturally brought the flowers to the mountains.

They settled in a courtyard on the mountainside of Caotang Mountain. When Ye Futian and Hua Xieyu arrived, they smelled bursts of aroma.

"Teacher, Madam, what is delicious?" Ye Futian walked in and saw that the dinner was ready. Madam and Aunt Tang were busy. The rest of her life, Yi Qingxuan and Tang Wan were helping.

As for those princes and Lou Lanxue, Ye Futian sent them back to the ancient country of Loulan. At the end of the year, they naturally spent with their families. Some disciples on the mountain in Shushan went down the mountain.

After seeing the rich dinner, Ye Futian smiled and said, "I really envy the teacher, and I can marry my sister-in-law and Aunt Tang."

Hua Fengliu glanced at him and said, "Xie Yu, he meant something."

Ye Futian turned his eyes and saw Hua Jieyu smiling at him.

"No, absolutely not." Ye Futian smiled.

"That's not necessarily so," Yi Qingxuan said with a smile.

"For the rest of your life, take care of your daughter-in-law, what a word." Ye Futian said.

The rest of his life gave him a scornful glance. He was afraid that his daughter-in-law would be like this. Let him take care of his daughter-in-law?

"What look." Ye Futian looked at the expression of the rest of his life. The rest of his life was not the rest of his life.

"Futian, on Shushan, don't call me a teacher anymore." Hua Fengliu said, Ye Futian naturally understood what he meant, and now Ye Futian studied from Mr. Caotang Du and naturally avoided taboos.

"Teacher, don't think too much, then the old guy won't care about this." Ye Futian said: "Not to mention that there are two teachers."

"Futian, Mr. Du is a strange man, don't make nonsense." Master Nandou Wenyin came over, Ye Futian was depressed, and Madam even helped the old guy speak, miserable.

"Okay, follow the instructions of my father-in-law." Ye Futian nodded.

Nan Douwen smiled and said, "I'm going to eat, go back to the cottage early after eating, and accompany your teacher and brother and sister."

"I am with the teachers every day, and they are here today." Ye Futian said.

"Just to accompany us, whoever cares about you, leave early after eating." Dao Huahuan carelessly, Ye Futian showed aggrieved look, this family status is also no one.

"What state are you in now?" Tang Wan asked Ye Futian, she was curious.

"Heavenly position." Ye Futian said: "Xie Yu and the rest of his life."

Tang Wan poked her lips, and was a little speechless. These guys practiced really fast, and the situation in the sky is already a big man in Donghai City.

Hua Fengliu and Tang Lan are also in this state.

"It's been more than four years." Hua Fengliu sighed, revealing a ray of memories. In 9999 of the Divine Calendar, he met Ye Futian and became a disciple. Now, this disciple has almost caught up with him. Fu Tian was also compared with the painting saint disciples. Nowadays, times have changed, and the sea is like a dream.

"Well, I have known Xie Yu for more than four years." Ye Futian nodded. Today, four years ago, on the shore of Qingzhou Lake in Qingzhou City, the two held hands to determine their relationship.

"Tomorrow is 10,400 years of the Divine Calendar, and you're 20 years old." Hua Fengliu looked at Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu, and the time passed so quickly, it was twenty.

"Well, it's time to marry a daughter-in-law." Ye Futian smiled, and the group glared at him, this guy was really a little unruly.

"Wait for when you have your brother-in-law and brother-in-law cultivation, it's still early." Tang Lan said beside him.

"Aunt Tang, it's too much."

Ye Futian looked at Tang Lan pitifully, what kind of strength the elder brother and the three elder brothers, the half-step sage, the first prince, were all standing on the top of the eastern wasteland.

How long is this?

"Dine." Tang Lan didn't bother to care about him, Hua Fengliu and Nan Douwenyin smiled, and then the family enjoyed it and enjoyed the year-end banquet.

It's been a long time since the family had spent such a warm time.

However, Ye Futian was depressed. After eating, he was really ‘turned out of the house’. It was miserable, but fortunately, the teacher did not cruelly deprive him of his time with Xie Yu, and let him leave with him.

After returning to the cottage, Ye Futian enjoyed the dinner with the teachers and brothers and sisters, and then they found Dustless and Sinkfish and talked.

Unconsciously the night was getting darker, and a meniscus hung in the sky.

At the cliffside of Caotang Houshan ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Ye Futian and Hua Xieyu sat on the grass, and melodious tunes came out, playing in a quiet space.

Qin Yin is beautiful, sad, and tells a story, a very old story.

Thatched cottage, on an old tree, stands quietly on the top of the tree.

Fluttering in white, like a fairy under the moon.

A figure came silently to an ancient tree next to it and landed there. The figure also dressed in white was handsome and extraordinary. In the night, those dark eyes looked towards the fairy under the moon.

As if the woman hadn't seen him, her eyes still looked into the distance.

The young man did not speak, and was quietly with him.

"Little master is so powerful. Such a piece of music should only be in heaven." Said the fairy under the moon with a smile, it was the second teacher sister Zhuge Hui.

"Homesick?" Gu Dongliu said.

"What can be imagined, since it came out, I will not go back." Zhuge Hui laughed.

"One day, I will take you back." Gu Dongliu.

"Can you do that?" Zhu Gehui turned his eyes and looked at him with a smile.

Gu Dongliu said nothing, flickered, and left here.

Zhuge Hui looked at the disappearing figure, looked up, and looked at the crescent moon in the void.

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At the highest place in the cottage, at this time there was also a quiet figure lying on the stone and drinking.

This is an old man, shabby and shabby.

As he drank, he listened to the music, revealing his intoxication.

"I didn't expect to be able to listen to Ukiyo-ku in my lifetime." The old man laughed, his eyes seemed to penetrate time and fell into memories.

More than 300 years ago, this Ukiyo-Mu was accompanied by the emergence of a generation of emperors.

Tonight!