In front of the desk, Ye Junxiong is reading a book.
The book in his hand is very thick and is called "The Complete Collection of Martial Arts".
As the last page was turned, he frowned slightly and muttered to himself in disbelief: "After checking all the information, there is no weapon soul similar to Ye Yang's."
Ye Junxiong was quite surprised by this.
Throughout the ages, the martial souls awakened by everyone are almost the same, or even countless.
After tens of thousands of years of inheritance, all martial arts spirits in Tianyu Continent, even the most common weapon spirits such as hoes and spatulas, have been recorded.
However, after searching in the past few days, Ye Junxiong still could not find Ye Yang's firearm spirit.
Normally, although there are very few new martial arts spirits born, they are all of inferior types.
Such as peppers, steamed buns, and tadpoles...
Looking at the entire Tianyu Continent, we have never seen a type of weapon soul as powerful as Ye Yang's!
"It seems that the inheritance of this generation of my Ye family has created a precedent in the martial arts world."
As his thoughts turned around, Ye Junxiong took a deep breath, feeling filled with pride.
At this moment, a black shadow slowly stretched out from the darkness, and immediately stood up and appeared in front of Ye Junxiong.
"Your Majesty, the master of the family, my subordinates have already completed the matters you asked me to do."
Shadow bowed slightly to Ye Junxiong and reported.
"Not bad, very efficient."
Ye Junxiong nodded with satisfaction, and then asked curiously: "I heard that the assassin in Wuyue has the ability of smoke martial arts and his whereabouts are strange. Where did you find him?"
Shadow said bluntly: "I didn't find him. Master Ye Yang will personally lead him out before I take action."
Hearing Ye Yang's actions, Ye Junxiong's eyes flashed with surprise, and then he said with a deep smile: "It seems that the two of you have met and the cooperation is going very smoothly."
"What do you think of this boy?"
Having said this, he asked seemingly casually.
Shadow didn't think too much and replied directly: "He is brave and courageous. He is a talent."
Ye Junxiong smiled and nodded without saying anything more.
He knows the character of Shadow very well, one is one, two is two, there will be no flattery.
Even Ye Han, the most outstanding among the younger members of the family, has never been praised as much by him as he is now.
It can be seen that Ye Yang's performance in all aspects tonight has been greatly recognized by Shadow.
"Shadow, I have a question. I don't know whether I should ask it."
Ye Junxiong pondered for a moment and then said.
"Whatever my subordinates know, I will tell you everything. Master, please tell me."
Shadow's indifferent tone contained a hint of respect.
Ye Junxiong did not beat around the bush and said with a smile: "After I abdicate, if the candidates for the next head of the family are chosen between Ye Han and Ye Yang, which one would you rather follow?"
Hearing these words, Shadow fell silent this time.
He knew that the old family leader's previous plans to be the head of the family were disrupted because of Ye Yang's appearance, and now he was obviously a little confused.
After all, Ye Han has always been cultivated as the successor to the next head of the family, and everyone thinks so.
Unexpectedly, when the clan competition was imminent, a child from a branch family unexpectedly appeared, which shook Ye Junxiong's original idea.
Just like when we buy something, we compare it and then choose the best one.
What's more, the selection of candidates for the new head of the family is related to the lifeblood of the entire Ye family!
"My mission is to be loyal to all generations of family heads. No matter who becomes the head of the family, I will loyally follow him."
After a long moment of silence, Shadow finally spoke up.
Although these words did not give much reference and advice, Ye Junxiong was very pleased.
"It seems that we can only judge who is qualified after the clan competition in a few days and let them decide the winner."
Ye Junxiong smiled calmly, already looking forward to it in his heart.
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At this time, Ye Yang had also returned to the house.
As soon as he arrived at the residential area, Ye Yang noticed a figure squatting in front of the house door.
Looking at that plump figure, it is undoubtedly Ye Wencheng.
But he saw Wuhun holding a golden pen in his hand, sketching on the ground seemingly bored.
The seemingly boring movements contain something mysterious, a pure energy, like ink, condensed under the stroke of his pen.
As the outline is completed, a long sword seems to be ready to appear in the painting.
The sword looks like a heavy sword with a dark gold dragon pattern on it. It is obviously the ancestral sword of the Ye family, the dragon pattern sword.
"A touch of ink turns the soul into a soul, a contract!"
Immediately with a low shout, a mysterious halo suddenly emerged from the pen soul and enveloped the painting.
Buzz!
During the shock of Yuan Li, the Dragon Pattern Sword seemed to be activated, instantly transforming into a substantial three-dimensional effect.
Immediately afterwards, the fierce sword intent surged out and swept through the surrounding area.
That overbearing sword energy seems to want to choose someone to devour, it is extremely powerful!
At the same time, a halo of sword light kept flashing around the dragon pattern sword. It was a soul skill halo that only a martial spirit could possess!
Seeing this, the pupils in Ye Yang's eyes shrank slightly.
From the induction, the dragon-patterned sword that Ye Wencheng simulated using the pen soul seemed to be no different from the martial soul, and even possessed some of the soul skills of the sword soul!
This situation is comparable to copying!
Success!
Looking at the flashing sword soul, Ye Wencheng stood up excitedly, his face full of surprise.
It can be seen that, through such boring attempts and exercises, he created a soul skill of the pen spirit!
However, the next moment, the Dragon Pattern Sword Spirit only lasted for a few breaths before suddenly collapsing.
This kind of soul skill that simulates a martial soul obviously cannot last for a long time.
What's more, this is still the first attempt, and all aspects of the energy system structure are not yet mature.
"This soul skill of yours is very practical."
Ye Yang walked closer and admired sincerely.
Seeing that the person coming was Ye Yang, Ye Wencheng suppressed his inner excitement and grinned: "Thanks to the advice given by Brother Yang a while ago, I triggered a lot of inspiration, and then I developed this soul skill."
After saying that, he cupped his hands and bowed sincerely to Ye Yang, looking very grateful.
"Brother, you're welcome, and this is your own effort."
Ye Yang smiled calmly and did not take credit for it.
When he first saw Ye Wencheng's pen spirit, he felt that it was very special. If he developed it more, he would definitely be able to achieve unexpected results.
"Does the martial spirit you imitate using the pen spirit have the same power as the spirit skill?"
Ye Yang asked curiously.
If so, wouldn't Ye Wencheng be able to simulate his own gun soul?
"Not that great."
Ye Wencheng shook his head and said truthfully without hiding anything: "It still needs to be combined with my own Yuanli cultivation, which is close to 40 to 50%."
"And not all martial souls can be copied and simulated. The prerequisite is that I have real contact with it and roughly know its soul power attributes."
Although this type of soul skill has limitations, its diversified martial soul mimicry is undoubtedly extremely practical.
For example, if you are injured, you can solve the problem by copying a plant-based martial spirit with healing effects.
At this time, Ye Wencheng seemed to be humble and low-key, but he was already happy in his heart.
"If you want to get good results in the clan competition, I can teach you a trick."
Ye Yang raised his eyebrows lightly and said with a sudden thought.
"OK."
Ye Wencheng suddenly became interested.
"It's not appropriate to talk outside. Let's go inside and talk."
Ye Yang smiled lightly and then opened the door.
Ye Wencheng was curious and immediately followed in, closing the door behind him.
"Wonderful, really wonderful! Haha..."
After a while, a burst of surprise laughter suddenly sounded in the room.