The courtyard at the foot of the mountain has not changed much over the years. Only the purple bamboo forest and ancient trees have become more and more lush. The green shade has enveloped the entire courtyard, making it look very peaceful.
The current master is a new branch disciple, Qiye.
When Xiao Ye first met Qiye, he was bullied by a group of descendant disciples and was in a terrible situation.
But now, this courtyard is very quiet, and the footprints of the descendants' disciples have long disappeared.
Even the branch and descendant disciples living nearby have moved away, making everything within a radius of ten thousand feet very deserted.
At this moment, under the ancient trees in the courtyard, a figure was meditating.
It was a young man in a white robe, his body was purple, his expression was calm, and there was no wave in the ancient well.
He naturally exudes an indifferent temperament that has experienced the ups and downs of prosperity in the world, and finally returned to the ordinary, transcendent and indifferent temperament, as if nothing in the world can disturb him at all.
He is Qiye.
Whoosh!
Xiao Ye's figure appeared silently outside the courtyard, separated by the courtyard wall, staring at Qiye under the ancient tree with a shocked expression.
At this moment, a strange wave erupted from Qiye's body, but it did not disturb everything around him. Instead, it seemed to be strangely integrated.
Obviously, Qiye is activating some kind of magical power.
This magical power has a sense of returning to nature and simplicity. Even Xiao Ye cannot tell what level it has reached.
The most terrifying thing is...
At this moment, Qiye clearly has the five chaotic avenues of deprivation, return to origin, mind demon, apotheosis, and immortality flickering with light, all of which have reached the third level, and are rising alternately, continuously, as if they are merging into a whole.
Although the movement was not big, Qiye was clearly trying to join the Tao, hoping to become an infinite Taoist god!
Upon realizing this, Xiao Ye was shocked and dumbfounded.
To know.
The first time he met Qiye was before he went to the Sith tribe. At that time, he had just entered the realm of the ancient gods.
Only a few years have passed, and the other party is already trying to join forces!
What kind of cultivation speed is this?
What kind of monster qualification is this?
Even if he has the Tower of Time in hand, he still feels ashamed in front of such achievements!
"The origin of this Junior Brother Qiye is absolutely extraordinary. What does his appearance have to do with my first-generation ancient god?" A solemn look flashed in Xiao Ye's eyes.
It stands to reason that the appearance of a disciple with such evil qualifications under the seat of Marquis Cheyuan has already shocked the entire world of ancient gods and clans, and is famous for being reincarnated in the Forbidden Heaven.
But when he returned this time, he didn't hear any news about Qiye. It seemed as if someone had deliberately forgotten it, or it had been suppressed by some kind of force.
In addition, the residences around the courtyard have been cleared out, which is enough to make Xiao Ye think a lot.
Xiao Ye stopped where he was and pondered for a moment, but did not step into the courtyard. He did not want to disturb Qiye and left quietly.
"Xiao Ye?"
"His qualifications are really terrifying!"
At the same time that Xiao Ye left, Qiye, who was meditating under the ancient tree, opened his eyes, and saw the strange scene of chaos emerging. He looked outside the house and whispered to himself.
…
Xiao Ye's figure has appeared in Mianyang Palace.
With the arrival of a new stacked era.
Yu Yuchi, Du Dongyu, Chun Mieyang, Li Chen and even Youlan have all retreated from behind the scenes, left the realm of the ancient gods and clans, and are currently practicing and practicing on their own.
In the entire world of ancient gods and clans, there are not many creatures that Xiao Ye is familiar with.
As for Che Yuanhou.
There was no summons for his return, so Xiao Ye did not waste time and went into retreat directly at his residence.
This time he realized deeply that the consequences of killing Bai Rong and Huang Qiu were really terrible.
I am afraid that even many disciples of the ancient gods have noticed him.
Without strong strength, he will be unable to move forward in the future. He will not even dare to leave the realm of the ancient gods and clans!
In the sixth floor of the Tower of Time.
Whoosh!
Xiao Ye protected the law with a fourth-level Zhenhao Chaos Body. His figure appeared among them and sat down cross-legged.
"Now I have achieved breakthroughs in the five avenues of chaos inherited from my ancient god's bloodline, as well as my understanding of the avenue of time."
"If we want to break through again, it will take too long."
"But my current strength still has a lot of room for improvement!" Xiao Ye thought to himself, with a bright look on his face.
Now he has many trump cards.
Not to mention the Divine Fist of Time, he had only mastered the fourth form of the Supreme Sword Divine Power alone, as well as the divine weapon he obtained from Huang Qiu.
Not to mention that he obtained four stone statues from the forbidden land of time, as well as the power of faith of the Sith tribe. There may be other wonderful uses waiting for him to discover.
It can be said.
Based on the current state, his strength still has a lot of room for improvement, but it just takes time to digest it one by one.
When he succeeds, he will never find himself in such an embarrassing situation when he encounters a strong person like Huang Qiu.
Even if you are in danger, you have to fight your own way, and there is no need to rely on others to protect you.
"The power of my bloodline is already too strong now. Let's try it first to see if I can cultivate the tenth Heavenly Palace Divine Mark!"
Xiao Ye's face was filled with anticipation.
The nine Heavenly Palace divine patterns can be revered in the realm of Taoism. The ten Heavenly Palace divine patterns can hurt Bai Rong. How strong are the eleven Heavenly Palace divine patterns?
Boom!
At that moment, purple light rose within Xiao Ye Shen's body, and the burst of bloodline power alone was enough to suffocate the upper Taoist god. Every inch of space on the sixth floor of the Tower of Time was shaking violently.
Buzz! Buzz!
The next moment, the mighty bloodline power gathered crazily, turning into ten heavenly palace divine patterns that emerged one after another, eclipsing the sky and the earth.
But this is not the limit.
Because there is still some bloodline power that has not been used.
Tsk tsk tsk!
Under Xiao Ye's urging, this part of the bloodline's power was mobilized to turn into a new purple divine pattern, but this process only lasted a few breaths. His divine body trembled violently, and all fluctuations were instantaneous.
disappear.
Obviously, it failed!
Xiao Ye was not discouraged at all.
Any magical power cannot be cultivated overnight, not to mention cultivating the eleventh Heavenly Palace divine pattern. It is still a road that has not been trodden by anyone before, and he needs to explore it by himself.
At the moment, Xiao Ye continued to practice the Tianque divine pattern, and at the same time, with a wave of his hand, a giant hammer with a sense of sedimentation flew out of the divine body and landed on the ground, causing the Tower of Time to tremble violently.
This is Huang Qiu's artifact.
Buzz!
When Xiao Ye was cultivating the Tianque divine pattern, he was also activating the third level of magical power to control the weapon, shrouding it towards the divine weapon in front of him, refining it, and trying to activate it.
This move is no less powerful than a mayfly shaking a tree, but Xiao Ye also tries again and again.
He was so immersed in cultivation that he was completely unaware of the passage of time.
