In the meeting hall, Ye Xiaotian was still arguing with the elders.
"Master, do you really want to destroy the Ye family?"
Ye Xiaokong stood at the bottom, pointed at Ye Xiaotian and shouted angrily. There was no trace of respect in his words.
Ye Xiaotian snorted coldly and faced him with a cold and stern gaze. His eyebrows were furrowed and slightly darkened. He was somewhat disappointed with his younger brother. On weekdays, Ye Xiaokong focused on his family business and acted in the interests of the family in everything he did.
Of course, there is nothing wrong with this, but the latter's temperament is too indifferent. He has no other concerns except his family. Even blood ties are treated indifferently in his eyes.
"Hmph, you actually call me the head of the family, so you should obey my orders. Once this matter is over, I will go to the depths of the back mountain to find the Flame God Pestle left by the old family head to replace the family's sacred weapon."
Ye Xiaotian looked determined, and the words that followed made all the elders look frightened.
"Ye Xiaotian, there is a dangerous place deep in the back mountain. With your cultivation level, it will undoubtedly be a dead end. Do you really want me to ask Ba Zun Lun to remove you from the position of the head of the family? Are you willing to do so?"
He was worried about Ye Xiaotian's safety. The latter made harsh words and threatened.
"Okay, then you go to the ancestral hall and ask the ancestors to remove the Lord Lun. But I have to remind you that although the Lord Lun Remover can remove me as the head of the family, it requires you and the elders to work together, and this process requires
Three hours, maybe. Within three hours, I will still be the head of the Ye family.
Uncle Wen, I want you to take the Yun Shen Belt and set off immediately to Tianfeng City to hire a soul master. Remember, you must go quickly and make sure there is no mistake." Ye Xiaotian pointed at an old man with gray hair on the left and ordered.
After seeing the old man nodding respectfully, he turned around and looked at the stunned elders below with a playful look on his face.
At this time, Ye Xiaokong was slightly stunned by the latter. Immediately, a raging anger rose from the bottom of his heart, and his whole body trembled because of it. His red eyes glared at the former like flames. He opened his mouth.
The steel teeth clenched loudly.
Seeing this, the elders nearby hurriedly tried to dissuade the two of them, fearing that the two brothers would really fight.
While looking at Ye Xiaotian, he looked completely blind to the furious Ye Xiaokong. His eyes swept across the crowd, and an evil smile suddenly appeared on his serious face.
"I just want to do this, what can you do to me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Xiaotian ignored everyone's shocked expressions and actually closed his eyes to calm down.
Just as the whole group of people were shaking their heads at Ye Xiaotian's rogue words, they remembered the woman's joyful voice outside the door.
"Brother Tian, Fan'er is awake, Fan'er is awake."
As soon as the voice fell, everyone saw Liu Shuirou rushing in in a panic.
"Shui Rou, what did you say, Fan'er woke up?"
Hearing this, Ye Xiaotian suddenly jumped up from his chair and asked hurriedly.
Liu Shuirou, who walked in quickly, looked around. His eyes scanned the gloomy faces of the elders around him. He secretly exclaimed: "Sure enough, it's really noisy." After thinking about it, he quickly turned his gaze to the surprised expression on his face.
Ye Xiaotian said softly: "Brother Tian, Fan'er is awake and resting in bed."
After receiving a positive reply from his wife, Ye Xiaocai sat back on the chair with relief. All the anger on his face faded away and turned into a smile.
Looking at the Patriarch who changed his face so quickly in front of them, everyone was speechless for a moment. In the end, Ye Xiaokong took a step forward and clasped his fists with his hands and said solemnly: "Principal, Fan'er is in good health now. Is this Yun Shen Belt okay?"
Hearing this, Ye Xiaotian, who felt he had lost his composure, adjusted his clothes. Sitting upright, he coughed and said awkwardly: "Ahem...Originally, I just wanted to use Fan'er's incident to test your loyalty to the family. Now it seems that I I am very satisfied. However, I still have to worry about collecting elixirs and hiring a soul master for my son. I will go see my useless son, and we will discuss other matters later." As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Xiaotian hurriedly walked down. Holding Liu Shuirou's hand, she hurried to Ye Fan's residence.
The rest of the people looked at the hurried away figures speechlessly, with disdain on their faces.
"Look at the red-faced and thick-necked fighting cock that the owner of the house looked like just now, do you have the nerve to say he was testing us?"
"You don't know something about this! In addition to our master's tyrannical skills, our shameless skills are also hard to find an opponent in all directions!"
"Yes! Such a thick-skinned person, tsk tsk..." While everyone was concentrating on criticizing Ye Xiaotian, no one noticed Ye Xiaokong, who was hiding in the crowd with his head slightly drooped. There was almost crazy paranoia in his eyes, flashing with desperation. The light of man…
"Fan'er!" As soon as they entered the house, Ye Xiaotian and his wife exclaimed. Then they hurriedly carried Ye Fan, who had fainted to the ground, to the bed. Ye Fan, who felt something, slowly opened his eyes. He looked nervously in front of the bed. The parents were at a loss, and their newly dry eyes were filled with mud again.
"Father, mother, I'm fine, I'm just a little weak."
"You know you're not in good health but you still move around. Don't do it next time!" Liu Shuirou gently wiped away the sweat stains on the young man's face and scolded her with concern.
Listening to his mother's concerned scolding, Ye Fan felt that his nose was sore, and thousands of words were stuck in his throat. He gave a gentle "grace", and then closed his eyelids beautifully.
"Peng Peng..." The sound of the young man hitting the wooden stakes sounded one after another in this quiet grove. After a long time, the young man exhaled a thick breath. He stopped his movements, stood beside the wooden stakes and thought to himself: "Occupy This body has been around for a week. Fortunately, Xiao Shitou gave me this technique. Otherwise, I would still be lying in bed."
He stroked his chest with his fingers and thought back to a week ago. The Marriage Stone suddenly appeared and connected to the center of his eyebrows. The skill called "Life and Death" appeared in his mind. Then the Marriage Stone turned into a wisp. White light penetrated into his chest.
"Is it true that as the cultivation method says, after you have achieved great success, you can move mountains, fill seas, and bring down the sun and the moon?"
I don’t know which senior master can create such a heaven-defying technique. In just one week, my physical condition has improved significantly, and my cultivation has reached the third level of foundation building, and I am only half a step away from the fourth level of foundation building. Far away. And this technique seems to have some reservations and has not been fully displayed. Do you know what kind of power it will have when it is practiced to the extreme?
"Fan'er, what are you thinking about, so lost in thought?"
From a distance, Ye Xiaotian's voice came over. Turning around, he saw Ye Xiaotian in a white shirt standing on a small tree not far away with a smile. Seeing Ye Fan turn around, the latter As soon as he stepped on the tree trunk, he fell in front of Ye Fan in the blink of an eye. His snow-white clothes did not even tremble at all.
Seeing this, Ye Fan couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he became more hopeful about the journey of cultivation.
"Father, can you tell me about cultivation?"
Sensing Ye Fan's thoughts, the light in Ye Xiaotian's eyes flickered. It dimmed in an instant but quickly. He sighed in his heart, but in order to take care of Ye Fan's mood, he still pretended to be in high spirits.
"Why, Fan'er also wants to explore the way of cultivation?"
"Father, I know that my natural constitution is worse than ordinary people and is not suitable for cultivation. However, didn't my father always teach me that a poor man has great ambitions? No matter whether he succeeds or not, he always has to give it a try to know the result."
Ye Fan replied loudly. The extreme tenacity in his eyes was like a rock on the seashore, unbreakable by the wind and waves.