Fantasy: Beginning Saint Patriarch

Ye Chen ignored Ye Su and returned to the Zixu Sect camp.

"Zixu Saint Child is indeed well-deserved! Come and request a battle!"

A sad voice sounded, and an animal skin boy slowly stepped onto the ring. The animal skin boy's eyes were filled with vicissitudes of life and sadness.

As he stepped onto the ring, a depression of sadness instantly enveloped everyone. This sadness seemed to be able to affect the world around him.

"Dare I ask my brother's name?"

Ye Chen bowed to the animal-skin boy. This sad boy was a strong man, and his cultivation was at the early stage of Divine Ability.

"Zixu Saint Child, you are polite, I am going down to the mountains and fields - Sea of ​​Bitterness."

The young man slowly spoke to Ye Chen, and the sad aura all over his body became stronger.

"Sorrow... can also be cultivated into laws? Brother Dao is unique."

Ye Chen looked at the animal-skin boy with some curiosity. The animal-skin boy just showed a wry smile and said sadly,

"If possible, I would rather not cultivate in this life than understand the law of sadness. The word "hurt" is engraved in my heart, and the pain is in my bones. The price I paid for stepping into Divine Ability is unforgettable pain!"

"Whether it hurts or cultivates... we monks are against the sky! I ask the Great Dao, are you not afraid of life and death? Why are you afraid of sorrow!?"

Ye Chen laughed, sword energy surged all over his body, and the sad atmosphere around him collapsed, turning into endless killing! After a few words of conversation, he almost fell into the trap of this beast-skin boy.

"A life of hardship has come to Divine Ability. A hundred years ago, I had no worries, but after each experience, I feel dead! Bodhi Tree looks pessimistic. Once he ate Dao Fruit, he got a sword manual, and realized the Great Dao. Now he has stepped into the world of Divine Ability. Divine Ability Realm! If Brother Dao’s sword can break my law of sorrow, I am willing to be Brother Dao’s slave!”

With sincerity in the eyes of the animal-skin boy, he bent down and bowed respectfully to Ye Chen.

"Can my sword break your sorrow?"

Ye Chen looked at the animal skin boy in front of him, was he sad? Who has no hatred in life? Who is not injured? He thought he would have no problems with others in the Ye family, but he was persecuted by his clan members and fled, killing his father and mother! Is this hatred deep? This kind of experience is not sad! ?

No... the hatred is hidden in the heart, and there is calmness in the eyes. Since the sword can be held in the hand, it turns into a firm heart to cut off the Shattering Void delusion!

In an instant, Ye Chen's mood suddenly brightened, his obsessions and demonic obstacles were resolved, and his eyes were filled with endless detachment.

Lin Feng, who was practicing with his eyes closed in the distance, suddenly opened his eyes.

"It was an unexpected opportunity that the demonic barrier in Ye Chen's heart was removed."

He whispered to himself lightly, then closed his eyes again and began to understand the way of the sword! He has begun to touch the realm of Dao. Once Dao Integration, he can suppress the world's Great Emperor!

"Brother Dao, please use your sword!"

The beast-skin boy's voice sounded again, the Thunder Emperor Sword slowly appeared in Ye Chen's hand, and the powerful aura of the Emperor's treasure was released instantly! The terrifying fluctuations made countless weak monks find it difficult to breathe.

"Chaos gives birth to all things, just like thunder running thousands of miles! Just like the posture of Myriad Manifestations in the world! My sword is not stained by the world of mortals. It cuts out from chaos and can destroy the vicissitudes of nothingness! - The sword is coming!"

As the Sword Intent soared into the sky, the sea of ​​clouds rolled, and the sky and the earth roared and murmured in all directions!

This sword is as bright as a shooting star in the eternal night! Like a spark blooming in chaos! Bright and grand!

The sword energy stretches across thirty thousand miles, and one sword freezes fourteen states.

Boom! ! !

The laws converged, thousands of thunders roared from the chaos, and a giant sword fell from it! Invincible, like a sword from an immortal.

"Sadness flows backwards, like a long river in February, cold and despairing! This sword is called: Sue Song Ji Ji!"

The animal-skin boy's eyes were filled with sadness and despair, and a sense of depression was brewing in the surrounding world.

This sword doesn't have any majesty or majesty, nor does it have any sword energy like a rainbow. Instead, it has the unstoppable sadness of vicissitudes of life. Like a funeral dirge, depressing and powerless.

The collision of the two forces exploded with huge energy.

Boom! ! !

Yellow sand is flying all over the sky!

"How can a person live in this world without being injured? However... we are monks! We can survive the vicissitudes of life, dare to compete with heaven and earth for fate, and can compete with all kinds of luck!"

"You are so stupid to understand the laws of Taoism!"

"My sword comes from chaos, and it can only be... fearless!"

Ye Chen's voice resounded throughout the sky, and his figure was dazzling and brilliant! Like the stars in the sky, they will never go out!

The mighty sword energy moves forward in an indomitable and domineering manner. The beast-skin boy's Sword Intent was completely shattered in an instant.

"What a terrifying power! It broke the law! Zixu Saint Child actually broke the law with one sword!"

"The Purple Void Sect has so many powerful men and evildoers. In this great world, I am afraid no one can stop its rise!"

Countless monks exclaimed.

As the sword energy in the sky dissipated, the boy with animal skin half knelt on the ground, his eyes showing great confusion, and he murmured,

"Lord Saint Child."

"Get up, you don't have to kneel to me! I won't accept you as a slave."

Ye Chen said calmly.

"Am I wrong in my teaching?"

The animal skin boy looked at Ye Chen, as if longing for an answer.

Ye Chen shook his head,

"Your path has gone astray."

"Is it off?"

The beast-skin boy spurted out a mouthful of blood and collapsed on the ground.

Lin Feng had stopped enlightening at this time and was looking at the ring quietly.

"The Taoist heart of a monk is sad but not broken, angry but rational, and sticks to the original heart, which is so valuable."

Ye Chen said calmly, then turned and left the ring, leaving only the beast-skin boy sitting on the ring.