In ancient times, those who can reach a half-step master have been geniuses that are hard to find among millions of people in the world. If it weren’t for the current era of entering the Dharma-Ending World, with the talent of a woman in yellow and the heritage of the ancient tomb sect, they might have been a master now.

Ye Qi had only one palm technique, just like his Dugu Nine Swords, but when he taught the yellow-shirted woman's palm technique, the other party did not learn it for three hours.

It was dusk, and the sailors summoned by Zhao Min finally cleaned up the entire ship and were familiar with how to control the Persian warship.

Looking at the pair of men and women beside the peach forest, a middle-aged sailor who was puzzled and shouted: "Ye Baxia, Yang Nuxia, the wind direction and the sea direction are suitable at this time. If it goes well, you may be able to return to Pudu Mountain overnight. Are we going to leave?"

The woman in yellow stopped, and a hint of reluctance flashed in her eyes. She slapped her palm towards the peach tree beside her. Countless peach blossoms fell like rain. Then she looked at Ye Qi and said, "I seem to have learned it, let's go?"

Ye Qi clapped his hands, his brows frowned. Perhaps because this palm technique was created by him, he did not find it difficult, but the talented woman in yellow shirt learned it very slowly. If she returned to Wudang and passed on this palm technique and no one could learn it, she would need to conceive a simplified palm technique.

"Let's go."

...

At night, the sea breeze became extremely strong. No matter how big the Persian warships were, they were like dead grass swaying in the strong wind.

The sailors had an experience of life and death. After discovering that there were many Persian wines that they had never drunk on the ship, they began to drink and have fun in a compartment in the cabin, so the cabin was a little noisy.

The outside of the boat was also not quiet, and the howling sound of the sea breeze was like countless people wailing together, but it always sounded more comfortable.

Ye Qi was still thinking about the problem of palm techniques. The woman in yellow knew the reason, but based on some reasons that she could not say, she could only accompany him silently.

After a long time, Ye Qi slapped eight palms on the deck, and the dull sound covered the whistling sound of the sea breeze.

"In this way, this palm technique should be considered complete."

"It should have a name."

"The palm of the waves?"

The woman in yellow looked at him with some contempt and said, "It sounds a bit ugly."

Ye Qi sat on the ground, picked up a crystal bottle containing wine and took a few sips, and said, "Is my talent for naming really that bad?"

The woman in yellow asked curiously: "Someone has said you are bad?"

Ye Qi said, "My Seventh Senior Brother also said that there is an eagle in the back mountain of Wudang. No matter how you are bullied by me and Seventh Senior Brother, you just don't move. One day I gave it a name called Chongtian, and then Seventh Senior Brother laughed so hard that he started to roll on the ground."

"The name Chongtian is a bit vulgar when it is placed on your Wudang Mountain."

"Then what's the name of this palm technique?"

"I think about it, although this palm technique is as powerful as the sea, it is as elegant as a white cloud when fighting. Why is it better to be called Feixian Palm?"

"It sounds tall and so called Feixian Palm."

After saying that, the two of them had nothing to say. They were both free and easy people in this world. They cared so much about what the palm technique was called. The reason why they seemed to care was that someone wanted to say more.

"You always feel like you leave. The way I said I would leave is the kind that I will never find you." After a long time, there were no more shouts of sailors in the cabin. The woman in yellow looked at Ye Qi's eyes and said.

Ye Qi did not look at the unconcealed affection in the woman's eyes and asked softly: "Why do you ask like this?"

The woman in yellow clothes said, "I don't know, it's just that I feel that you have to tell the truth."

"I don't know how I came to this world. I just remembered to sleep for a while, then opened my eyes and arrived here. I saw many disgusting beasts, so I never liked it. I just arrived at the village at the foot of the mountain and then on the mountain..."

He didn't finish speaking, because the woman in yellow leaned on his shoulder, and she didn't want him to continue talking.

"So, you think clearly about why?"

Feeling the coolness coming from his shoulders and arms, Ye Qi was silent for a long time and said, "You have to know why, otherwise I always feel like I am living for others. This feeling is uncomfortable and difficult to feel at ease."

"Well, but you have to remember me. If I forget me one day, I will definitely be very unhappy."

"I promise you."

...

Under the infinite power of the sea and the wind direction, the next morning, the warship arrived at the coast at the foot of Pudu Mountain.

For some reason last night, Ye Qi, who usually used meditation to replace sleeping, fell asleep and slept well.

At some point he was woken up by a sailor, and there was no trace of a woman in yellow on both sides. He looked at Pudu Mountain, which was as if it was close to him, and asked, "When did Miss Yang leave?"

The sailor said, "Go back to Ye Baxia, I don't know. But after sobering up last night, I found that you were the only one lying here."

Ye Qi looked at the crystal bottle placed on the ground, touched the messy bun on his head, and found that a Taoist hairpin was missing, shook his head and sighed, "That's the time for me to go."

...

After half a month of traveling, Ye Qi returned to Wudang Mountain and lived with Ye Village and his wife at the foot of the mountain for several days. He taught Wudang a strong fist path to the two elders, and then carried a basket of pineapples and went up the mountain.

When he walked to the pavilion on the cliff, he looked at it for a long time, and it seemed that the scene of his master's boxing several years ago was still vivid in his mind.

Sitting quietly in the pavilion for a long time, watching the clouds rolling and unfolding countless times. Ye Qi stood up and returned to the mountain gate.

The Wudang Mountain Gate is still the same as yesterday. The disciple who cannot go down the mountain waved the wooden sword in his hand to achieve a level below the mountain one day, and then go and see what the world is like that sung by the elders.

Because there is an additional Ming Cult woman on Wudang Mountain, Yin Liuxia has been like an old tree that has not bloomed for countless years and finally bloomed on one day, so a smile can always be seen on his face. Even if a disciple still fails to solve the problem of sword drawing that he mentioned yesterday, he will still beat and scold him, but he must be smiling.

Seeing the uncle returning from carrying a basket of pears, countless disciples stopped their swords and saluted.

Ye Qi waved his hand and signaled them to continue practicing swords. Then he looked at the Sixth Senior Brother, who was full of peach blossoms, and said twice, "Congratulations to Senior Brother Six, for the coming of happiness."

At this time, Song Qingshu, who has always been very brave among the disciples, said: "My uncle is not close, but has long been completed. Just half a month ago, Master Tai presided over it."

Yin Liting glared at Song Qingshu, and was so scared that he hurriedly used his sword to practice.

"Sixth Brother, Xiao Ba couldn't taste your wedding banquet."

Yin Liting put away the long sword in his hand and said to the disciples to practice by himself. Then he looked at Ye Qi with a smile and said, "I heard Xiaoqi say you have a good alcohol tolerance and you have prepared wedding wine for you. Let me give you a good understanding today."
Chapter completed!