Martial arts supreme

Chapter 240
Ye Feng was confined by the man in the thick layer of ice, but he could still hear the man's words clearly.

Ye Feng wished he could tear the man up, but after hearing the man's explanation, Ye Feng's eyes flashed with doubt.

"I don't know why your father didn't tell you, maybe... even he doesn't know." The man continued to murmur with his back to Ye Feng, and then said: "Don't hate your ancestor, everything he did will eventually come to an end." It’s still for the Ye family. It’s just that he underestimated my black energy, and it wasn’t until the fall of your Ye family’s second-generation ancestor that he realized... the black energy is terrible.”

"But what can we do if we know? Once the black energy enters the dantian in the body, even I... have no way to take it back." The man sighed softly, and then said: "Since the first and second generation patriarchs of your Ye family After falling, the Ye family completely disappeared from the Middle-Earth Continent. Six or seven hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye. Although I am not by your side, I know how much pain you have endured. However, seeing you alive and well today shows that you Your ancestors made the right decision that day."

The man turned around, walked up to Ye Feng and stared at him, he didn't speak for a long time as if he was in deep thought.

"You may be confused right now as to why your ancestor wants my black energy. To tell you simply, he wants the descendants of the Ye family to live forever." The man paused for a moment, thought for a moment and then said: "I have black energy." It is called the gas of yin death, which is a gas that can destroy vitality. You can think of vitality as the qi of yang life, and because yin and yang are opposites, yin death and yang life complement each other. Now the vitality in your body is stronger , this will not be good for your future practice."

"As for why you can live forever if you have the yin-death qi, I'm a little esoteric, I'm afraid you can't understand it. Let me give you a simple example. The yin-death qi represents the soul, while the yang-life qi represents the body. Physical body. Martial arts practitioners only pursue the strength of the physical body, but ignore the strength of the soul. When the soul is weakened to the extreme, it will take away the functions of the physical body as a substitute. Over time, the physical body is overwhelmed and will definitely decline. Only the dual cultivation of the soul and the body can achieve the one of yin and yang. Only in balance can they complement each other.”

The man's words caught his ears, and although Ye Feng didn't quite understand what he said, he felt that what the man said seemed to make sense.

"You are just an early-stage chivalrous man now. When your cultivation reaches the early stage of a chivalrous man, don't suppress the yin and death energy in your dantian. You can use it to refine your soul. When your soul becomes stronger, you don't need to obtain functions from your body to nourish your soul. At that time, although your physical body is not invulnerable, it is also ten times stronger than people of the same cultivation level. Not only that, but your combat power will also be significantly improved. You can fight in the middle stage in the early stage, and you can fight in the late stage in the middle stage. If you can do it Using the soul to seize the vitality of all things, to live forever...how difficult is it?"

It is impossible to imagine how the man came to realize this way. If it is true as the man said, how long has this man... how long has he lived?
"My martial arts follow yin and yang, cause and effect, and reincarnation. Although I can't take back the yin and death in your dantian, but because I planted the cause 800 years ago, I will now give you the xun that will accompany me for the rest of my life. The sound of this xun can be suppressed When the vitality of your dantian is exhausted, the backlash of the yin and death qi can also use the Xun Yin to kill the soul of the enemy invisible, and the karma between me and your Ye family will finally be complete."

Let the man speak!He suddenly raised his right index finger and tapped lightly on the ice outside Ye Feng's body. The thick layer of ice suddenly appeared bursting patterns, and exploded in all directions with the sound of crackling.

Ye Feng had just regained his freedom, and before he could speak, the man waved his hand at Ye Feng lightly, and the world began to distort rapidly.

On the gravel hill, a boy in white clothes stood alone on the top of the mountain. He held two clay figurines in his left hand and a halberd in his right hand. At the moment when the picture in Ye Feng's mind distorted, the boy's eyes were no longer dull, and his spirit suddenly recovered.

Ye Feng, who had recovered to his original state, shook his head vigorously, and looked at the entire gravel hill in the morning sunlight, but he couldn't find the man in black robe.

"I... am I dreaming? Or is this all real?"

Ye Feng blinked blankly, a little confused whether what happened before was true or not, but when Ye Feng looked at the place where the man was sitting before, he found a Xun lying quietly on a piece of gravel.

"True...really! I wasn't dreaming last night, everything was real."

Ye Feng hurriedly squatted down to pick up the Xun, touched the dark red body of the Xun lightly, and was attracted by a word on it.

cloud!
Ye Feng didn't know what this word meant, but he thought it might be the man's name or the abbreviation of his sect.

Putting the clay figurine back into his arms, Ye Feng sat on the gravel hill and looked at the xun in his hands, revisiting the previous and subsequent experiences, and roughly guessed some things.

For example, the sudden appearance of the man, Ye Feng thinks it is definitely not accidental, he is waiting for Ye Feng.The reason may be that he asked where the old man who gave him the purple sword had gone, or that he felt the yin and death in Ye Feng's dantian, so he appeared on Ye Feng's way to Jianzong.

In addition, Ye Feng also noticed that his Ye family seemed to have interacted with the old man who gave the sword 800 years ago.And from the man's mouth, he vaguely learned that the old man who gave the sword seemed to have done something to the Ye family.

What shocked Ye Feng the most was the black energy in his dantian.

Black Qi has always been a mystery to Ye Feng, but now Ye Feng roughly understands that Black Qi is something to cultivate the soul, just like vitality tempers the body.

"I didn't expect that the black energy that I have been trying my best to kill would actually contain such a shocking secret. Ancestor, Ancestor, you really dare to gamble. If there is no that seven-colored strange stone, I am afraid that our Ye family will be cut off." .”

All of this happened too suddenly, and the secret of the Yin Death Qi was too shocking.If it wasn't for the Xun in his hand, Ye Feng would feel that this matter is too unreal.

Don't look at Ye Feng knows a lot of things, but there is one more thing, the more Ye Feng thinks about it, the more confused he becomes.

This matter is why the man wanted to find the fairy who gave him the sword?What grievances will there be between the two of them?So that it took more than three hundred years to chase one person?
Ye Feng just caught a glimpse of his true thoughts, but it is not something he can do now to get rid of the layers of fog.The only way to find out is to keep getting stronger and leave Qingshui Country.

"If I can strengthen my soul cultivation, maybe I can be as strong as that man? By then, I can dominate the martial arts world, let the ancient Yezong rule the millions of sects in the Middle-earth Continent, and I can also untie the dusty eight sects of the Ye family. It's been a secret for more than a hundred years." Ye Feng took a deep breath, suppressed all the doubts in his heart, put the dark red Xun in his arms, grabbed Fang Tianji at the side, stood up, and faced the gravel hill The horses walk away.

Walking down the gravel hill and flying on his horse, Ye Feng looked sideways at the place where the man in black was sitting, a flash of firmness that had never been seen in his eyes, then he knocked on the horse's belly and went straight to the sword fifty miles away. Zong away.

(End of this chapter)