Ye Shaohao looked up at the sky, his eyes were melancholy, his eyes were a little deep, his voice was a little hoarse, and he said in a deep voice: "My father Ye Xufeng, seniors should have heard of it."
"Ye Xufeng!" Wu Lingfeng lost his voice. Twenty years ago, Ye Xufeng was the idol of young people in the Xuanming Sect. As a popular figure of the generation, Wu Lingfeng, who had just joined the Xuanming Sect, was bound to be familiar with his name, and even targeted him.
But when Wu Lingfeng entered the inner door, Ye Xufeng had already died, leaving a lingering sound, which made people sigh.
"You are..." Wu Lingfeng looked at Ye Shaohao in surprise, not expecting to meet Ye Xufeng's descendants here.
With Ye Xufeng's talent and cultivation at that time, it is not surprising that he lamented that "the world is unkind and treats all things as stupid dogs". In fact, Wu Lingfeng thought that there were many things that could be speculated about in this sentence, and he understood it clearly.
Maybe it will be helpful to your own cultivation.
His attitude couldn't help but slow down and said: "It turns out that you are Senior Ye's son. It's really disrespectful."
Ye Shaohao smiled bitterly: "The incompetent descendants have lost the reputation of their ancestors, what is there to respect?"
Wu Lingfeng was speechless for a moment. The name of Ye Shaohao, who was born with disabled veins, spread to everyone in Xuanming Mountain because of his father's reputation.
Suddenly, Wu Lingfeng frowned and looked at the place where the body was buried, a little suspicious of Ye Shaohao.
A person who was born with useless veins and was unable to practice martial arts was able to practice to the second level of Ning Yuan. In addition, he also killed two people who were at the fourth level of Ning Yuan?
Wu Lingfeng knew very well how big the gap was between the low-level and intermediate levels of Ningyuan, and extraordinary foreign objects could bridge the gap.
Weird, really weird!
Ye Shaohao was a little frightened by Wu Lingfeng's sharp eyes, and couldn't help asking: "Senior, what's wrong with you?"
Wu Lingfeng said nothing and stared at Ye Shaohao for a while. Suddenly, the next moment, he appeared one step away from Ye Shaohao!
Ye Shaohao was taken aback and was about to fly away before moving his feet. When his hands tightened, he froze and could not move.
Looking down, Wu Lingfeng's right hand grabbed his left wrist tightly and locked the attribute door. Ye Shaohao was so frightened that his voice trembled: "What are you doing...Senior, what are you going to do?"
Wu Lingfeng held Ye Shaohao's hand and thought about it for a while, then gradually let go. Ye Shaohao quickly took several steps back, still feeling fearful, angry and sad.
What I was angry about was Wu Lingfeng's rude behavior, and what I was sad about was that I didn't even have the slightest room to resist in front of him!
Wu Lingfeng restrained him with just one movement of his body, making him unable to move with all his spiritual power. Theoretically, he still had the spiritual power of his three eyes available, but the other party's ghostly movement skills, even if it was unexpected, would not allow him to move.
Can it hit?
"You have attributes, earth attributes?" Wu Lingfeng's eyes showed a hint of surprise. Can the body with waste veins be condensed into acquired attributes?
Ye Shaohao was a little displeased, but he said sternly: "Yes, earth attribute."
"Why?"
"I don't know." Ye Shaohao was angry.
Wu Lingfeng noticed the other party's expression and smiled: "I'm just curious, nothing else."
Ye Shaohao finally woke up. The guy in front of him was not easy to mess with. He had to lower his attitude and said quickly: "I really don't know the reason. I guess this is the legacy left by my parents."
His father Ye Xufeng's name was very useful. Any unexpected situation would be blamed on him, and others could not refute it.
Sure enough, Wu Lingfeng nodded when he heard this: "It makes sense." He glanced at Ye Shaohao and said suddenly, "No wonder you can kill two people in the middle level of Ning Yuan in a row. It turns out they despise you too much!"
Ye Shaohao echoed.
Wu Lingfeng was unwilling to dwell on this issue and asked: "Even if your father died early, you should have remembered things by then. Do you still remember some of the insights he said about the way of heaven?"
For martial arts people, below the elixir, it all depends on the accumulation of spiritual energy and the amount of combat experience; if the elixir reaches 10%, breaking the limit of the way of heaven on the human body, it depends on the individual's understanding of the way of heaven.
Wu Lingfeng is now at the highest level of the Juyuan Stage. If he wants to successfully form a spiritual elixir, he must gain more understanding of all things in this world.
Ye Xufeng successfully practiced Yuan at the age of less than a hundred years old and reached the Lingyuan realm. This shows how profound his understanding of the way of heaven is and his own way of doing it.
Wu Lingfeng could not ask him for advice in person, so he turned to his son and got a few insights from him, which would be a good thing.
Ye Shaohao guessed this and said with a wry smile: "Senior thinks too highly of my disciple. My father died early and my disciple was young at that time. How could he remember so many of the things he said about the way of heaven?"
"You really don't remember?" Wu Lingfeng frowned.
Ye Shaohao carefully sighed and said: "The heaven and the earth are unkind and treat all things as stupid dogs. This disciple has heard his father mention this many times. In addition, when he saw the place where Li Tao's body was buried just now, he felt emotional and said it. As for other things, he sighed carefully.
, Disciple... I really don’t remember.”
"Oh." Wu Lingfeng was a little frustrated.
"Oh, by the way!" Ye Shaohao suddenly slapped his thigh and shouted happily, "Senior, I remembered that my father also said something about the way of heaven!"
"Really, what words?"
Ye Shaohao thought for a while and said word by word: "Natural selection, survival of the fittest."
"Natural selection, survival of the fittest...Natural selection, survival of the fittest. Survival of the fittest!" Wu Lingfeng suddenly shuddered, slowly closed his eyes, and opened his hands, as if he was hugging something.
He murmured: "Heaven and earth are unkind...natural selection, survival of the fittest..."
A bright smile broke out on his face, and the iceberg-like expression that had lasted ten thousand years finally dissipated, as if he had encountered the happiest and most exciting thing, his whole body was trembling slightly, and he relaxed his mind to welcome wonderful things.