Martial arts supreme

Chapter 9
After walking into the sacrificial hall and looking at the spiritual tablets of the ancestors above, Ye Feng's eyes became moist.

Picking up three sticks of incense from the sacrificial table, and lighting them with a candle beside him, Ye Feng held the incense in both hands and bowed three times to the tablets of ancestors, ancestors and deceased father.

Inserting three sticks of incense into the incense burner, Ye Feng picked up the purple sword on the sacrificial table, stepped back three steps and knelt down on both knees.

"The ancestors of the Ye family, Ye Feng bowed three times to see you." Ye Feng spread his hands on the ground, and kowtowed three times to the tablet above.

After knocking three times, Ye Feng straightened his body and looked at his father Ye Longtian's tablet. In an instant, tears could no longer be suppressed, and slowly fell from the corners of his eyes.

"Daddy! Feng'er... misses you."

As the saying goes, men don't flick their tears lightly, but they don't reach the point of sadness.

Ye Longtian's love for Ye Feng has long surpassed that of father and son.It can be said that Ye Longtian is both a loving father and a mother.

Don't look at Ye Fengsheng being born in the wealthy Ye family, who doesn't have to worry about food, clothing, gold and silver, but at the same time that his body is devastated by the black air, there is still a painful thing in his heart that he dare not tell.

This matter is Ye Feng's mother.Ye Feng, doesn't know who his mother is.During these 15 years, only his father Ye Longtian was with him for a long time.Therefore, Ye Feng is also very unfamiliar with the word loving mother.

No one told Ye Feng who gave birth to him.Similarly, no one mentioned his mother's appearance to him.

Manager Yang who served two generations of patriarchs never mentioned it, Ye Feng's father Ye Longtian never mentioned it, and no one in the entire Ye family ever mentioned Ye Feng's mother.

If it were in another place, the fact that Ye Feng had no mother would be enough to become a laughing stock passed down from mouth to mouth.But no one in the huge Ye family dared to laugh at Ye Feng.

Not only did he not laugh at the sarcasm, but since Ye Feng was born for decades, he has never heard any clansman talk about his mother in private.

As the saying goes, if something goes wrong, there must be a demon.There is a strangeness in the mystery of this matter, and it is impossible to explain or explain the cause and effect.

Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, Ye Feng sobbed a few times, calmed down his grief a little, and stared at his father's memorial tablet obsessively.

"Daddy, how good would it be if you were alive? You can chat with Feng'er."

"Did you know? Feng'er went to Hengyue Sect, and divorced Sima Chuan's daughter, Sima Yanru."

"By the way, Feng'er saw a strange old man on the hill during the day, that is the Tulong hill outside our town. It's strange to say that the old man said something strange and gave me a hand before leaving Purple Sword."

"Daddy, you wouldn't have thought of it. A lot of things have happened to the boy during this time. But don't worry, our Ye family's auction house will be open soon. Although the boy is not as smart as you, but since childhood Under your cultivation, the child has already developed a pair of discerning eyes, and he will definitely not judge the quality of weapons and martial arts by mistake."

"There is another thing. After a while, the child is busy with a task, and plans to hold a grand auction in the auction house. You are always in the sky, please bless the child, everything will go smoothly."

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"By the way! Daddy, my boy kicked the two uncles out of Ye's mansion just now. According to my seniority, I did go too far. But there is a reason for this. The two uncles came up with the idea of ​​the Ye family's property. In fact, my boy now After becoming a chivalrous man, he will devote himself to establishing his clan and establishing his sect to dominate the world in the future, so he doesn't plan to put too much thought on the auction house. If Uncle Wu is upright, it's okay for the boy to hand over the auction house to him, but he... oh !"

"Don't get me wrong, the boy didn't hand over the property to the two of them, because he didn't want to harm them. You must know that the boy has divorced Sima Yanru, and this matter has brought shame to the Hengyue faction. That villain Sima will definitely not let it go .According to Haier's judgment, he is very likely to secretly attack our auction house."

Ye Feng knelt and muttered to himself, as if Ye Longtian was really standing in front of him, listening to Ye Feng's muttering alone.

Time flies, Ye Feng muttered to himself all night in the sacrificial hall.

This night, Ye Feng cried, laughed, and sighed.

That night, Manager Yang and his servants were very acquainted, and they all came to the sacrificial hall to disturb Ye Feng.

When the first ray of early sun shone into the Ye family sacrificial hall, Ye Feng, who was sleeping on the ground of the ancestral hall, woke up.

Standing up and moving his stiff body a few times, Ye Feng habitually smirked.

"It is said that the rivers and lakes are dangerous and the roads are uneven. Everyone lives on the tip of a sword, but it does not affect many people who hold their swords to pursue their dreams in the rivers and lakes."

In the past, Ye Feng was very puzzled, why everyone wanted to become a chivalrous man, and why so many people set foot on the road of Jianghu without hesitation while practicing martial arts was extremely difficult.

Now Ye Feng understands that becoming a chivalrous person can be said to have benefited a lot.

Just talking about this night alone, the night is so cold that ordinary people sleep all night, even if they can get up the next day, their bodies will be extremely painful.If it was someone with a thin physique, it was very likely that he would suffer a serious illness.

But Ye Feng moved his body a few times after standing up, and secretly mobilized the vitality of his dantian to travel through the meridians. Not only did he not feel any discomfort, but he was full of energy and relieved the fatigue he had experienced for several days.

This is a feeling that Ye Feng has never had before. This feeling of comfort to the bone makes Ye Feng full of strong expectations for martial arts.

"Sima Chuan, I, Ye Feng, got good luck because of the seven-colored stone. You and I will wait and see, the blood feud between me and you Hengyue faction will definitely be recovered."

Ye Feng's fists slowly clenched, and while firmness flashed in his eyes, he also revealed his hatred for the Hengyue Sect.

Straightening his body, Ye Feng faced the memorial tablets of his ancestors, raised his hands and cupped his fists and bent down to pay respects three times.

Picking up the purple sword on the ground, Ye Feng took a last look at Ye Longtian's memorial tablet, took a deep breath, turned and walked out of the sacrificial hall.

The servants of the Ye family got up very early. Some were cleaning the courtyard with brooms, and some were carrying poles on their shoulders with buckets hooked on the ends of the poles, filling the large water tank in the courtyard with water.

Among the servants, there is no shortage of maids. The little girl of twelve or thirteen holds a rag in her hand and carefully wipes the flowerpots and other decorations in the courtyard.

On the steps leading to the main room, Director Yang looked at the busy servants with his hands behind his back, and he would remind some of them if they felt that they were not doing well.

Just when the servants of the Ye family were busy, Ye Feng, holding the purple sword, walked out of the sacrificial hall and appeared in everyone's sight.

Suddenly, the servant who fetched water stopped, the maid who wiped the flower pots stopped what she was doing, and the servant who cleaned the courtyard with a broom also stood there and looked at Ye Feng motionlessly.

Ye Feng was quite natural and casual at first, but he suddenly noticed that all the servants were staring at him, which made Ye Feng stunned, and he didn't understand what was going on with them.

After scratching his head, Ye Feng looked confused and said hesitantly: "You...you..."

"Greetings to the young master, congratulations to the young master for being crowned the leader of the clan."

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(End of this chapter)