"It's developed, it's developed, there are actually nine of them!" Young Master Ye Fei stared at the few grasses with bright eyes, and was about to reach out to pick two to keep. However, his hand just touched the nearest one. But he stopped dejectedly: "Master, I can't even practice martial arts, so what's the use of these things!"
Sighing, Ye Fei resisted his hunger and continued to crawl deeper into the cave.
Having read a lot of novels in his previous life, Ye Fei understood that treasures such as golden silver grass would not grow anywhere randomly. Either such a cave belongs to a blessed place, or an expert once lived here, otherwise the outside is bare. How could such treasures grow and multiply inexplicably at the bottom of the cliff?
I don't know if the descriptions in those novels are true, or if Ye Fei was lucky enough to happen upon it.
"Will I be like the pig's feet in those novels, where my invincible character explodes and I encounter adventure?"
After crawling for a certain distance, Master Ye Fei really saw traces of human habitation.
Although those stone tables, chairs, stools and beds had already accumulated a very thick layer of dust, the appearance of such things in Ye Fei's sight was enough to confirm Ye Fei's previous judgment.
What surprised Ye Fei even more was that he saw a giant sword.
There was a huge sword stuck horizontally on the wall, with the exposed sword body and a pale skeleton sitting against the wall.
After a little visual inspection, Young Master Ye Fei discovered that the distance between the giant sword and the ground was actually four or five meters high, and the human skeleton, for some reason, was sitting safely on the sword without any trace of it. Because of the age, there will be signs of loosening.
Yes, the color of the white bones clearly proves that it has been many years since this person died.
According to common sense, after death, apart from the numerous connected large bones, other fragmentary bones in the skeleton should have fallen off over time due to erosion by air moisture and the like.
But now it seems that the human bones are so loose that they are as intact as if they were made into specimens.
Of course, this is not the most attractive place for Ye Fei.
After looking around strangely for a while, his attention was immediately diverted by a row of writing and patterns in the corner of the hole.
Taking a closer look, I could only see the inscription on the corner of the cave: I have heard since I was a child that anyone of my Ye family lineage who does not become a swordsman by the age of thirty will undoubtedly die.
Therefore, I learned swordplay at the age of four, became a master at the age of fifteen, and entered the world of sword masters at the age of twenty. However, my talent was limited and I could no longer make any progress, so I married a wife and had children. Three years later, I was obsessed with Ye's curse and began to travel around the world. Looking for a way to relieve it.
However, although the Tianli Continent is huge, the descendants of the other three families have been nowhere to be found. After five years of wasting time, they returned in despair, at the age of twenty-nine. Unsatisfied with the fate of the people, they sat here to seek improvement.
However, it was difficult to climb even one step away. On the 30th day, I felt that my life was rapidly withering and I was afraid that I would die soon, so I sat down in despair and waited for death.
However, the way of heaven is never ending, and I feel the traces left in my heart. I realize that the reason why my Ye family lineage died at the age of thirty is actually the result of the soul being consumed too quickly compared to ordinary people. It is the trace of the sudden appearance of spiritual light, and the fifth level of soul cultivation technique is created. Fenjian is engraved here, waiting for the fate.
Ye Dufuli.
When Young Master Ye Fei read this, his expression immediately condensed, and then he shouted excitedly: "Damn it, the way of heaven is endless, the way of heaven is endless!"
Although this message is a bit obscure, according to Young Master Ye Fei's knowledge, he can fully understand its meaning.
This means that a senior of the Ye family created a set of soul cultivation methods here. Although this senior ultimately failed to escape the curse of not becoming a sword master at thirty and certain death, he found three members of the Ye family's lineage before he died. The reason why he died in 10 years ago is why he created such a method to suit the problem. It is expected that this method can lift the curse.
"It must be, master, this is the legendary master!" Young Master Ye Fei's eyes filled with excitement in an instant. After knowing that he was going to die, and knowing that there was a way to survive, how could he not? Feeling so excited!
After muttering a few words, Master Ye Fei was about to crawl his body to see the patterns not far away. But as soon as his body moved, he couldn't help but suffocated, and muttered strangely: "That's not right. Ah, if this method can lift the curse of death at thirty, then why is this guy still dying?"
Turning his head to look at the humanoid skeleton on the sword, Ye Fei blinked his eyes blankly, but his heart was so confused that he didn't know what to do.
"Gulu gulu!" The stomach and intestines also made a protest sound at this time, as if they were complaining to Ye Fei for not hurrying up to offer sacrifices to Wu Zang Temple. After being stunned for a long time, Master Ye Fei was finally tortured by the cramps in his stomach and couldn't bear it anymore.
"Grandma, I'm going to die anyway. Instead of starving to death, it's better to give it a try!" After making up his mind, Ye Fei moved his body and leaned towards the cave wall where some soul cultivation technique was engraved.
That is to say, when they were approaching the direction of the cave wall, before Young Master Ye Fei could see the practice method clearly, he first discovered a few shocking big words carved on the cave wall: "If you want to practice this skill, you must first leave the palace." !”
Young Master Ye Fei almost fainted with foam at the mouth, but before he fell into unconsciousness, he smiled and arched his body again, muttering in a low voice: "Oh, I saw it wrong, I saw it wrong, I'm sorry. Ah, it turns out that if you want to practice this skill, you must first relax it!"
"What the hell, I'm so scared!" After confirming again that he had seen the wrong thing just because of his eyesight, Master Ye Fei couldn't help complaining. Inertial thinking can really kill people. Fortunately, he is not the kind of person who likes to take action directly after seeing it once. Those who do this, otherwise, tsk tsk, it would be unimaginable.
"Well, since we have to let go first, then Ye Dufu may have died because he was just one step away from becoming a sword master and was reluctant to let go!" After changing his mind, Master Ye Fei confirmed this. Thinking of it, I continued to look down.
"Martial arts practitioners each have their own strengths and weaknesses. Martial arts practitioners use the Qi of the Dantian as the source, while magicians use the spirit between the eyebrows as the spring. These two places are the most important in the human body, but I think about the Lord The fighting profession does not need to be limited to these two methods, so I created this skill myself, and used the Tanzhong point as the root, and restrained my soul here, in order to extend the life span of my lineage, Ye. However, the danger of dispersing the skill is very human. You can endure it, and unless you are desperate, don’t practice it haphazardly!”
Seeing this, Young Master Ye Fei exclaimed carelessly: "Well, people who practice martial arts do use the Dantian to store Qi, and those who learn magic also use the center of the eyebrows to collect the spirit. He found another way to use the Tanzhong point to collect the spirit. Well, this People have quite a lot of ideas. However, why does this sound more like a martial arts novel than reality? Forget it, forget about it. Master Ye Fei, if I can survive, it is already a tribute to God. I don’t care whether it is a novel or not."
Look at his demeanor, as if he were a great master who was still learning and making progress after making comments.