Martial God Space

After Ye Xiwen left the Tianshang Alliance, he only found a rather remote corner to live in. Now the Taoist people are looking for his whereabouts. If he can, he doesn’t want to be too high-profile, so that the Taoist grasp His current.

Even the people of Tian Taoism never thought that Ye Xiwen would be hidden in this, which is not consistent with the identity of the emperor, and for Ye Xiwen, it is not a matter at all. For him, Dadao is the fundamental As for other things, it's just a trivial matter, and it's not worth fussing at all.

After Ye Xiwen bought this secluded courtyard, he immediately transformed the entire courtyard. There was a small world in it. Ye Xiwen personally developed it, and arranged a series of formations. Even if the emperor arrived in person, it was difficult to see. Not to mention the disciples of Tian Taoism, he could not find his trace at all.

The people of the Tianshang Alliance also acted very fast, but it took only one month to send the tripod over. This tripod is called Tiantian Ding. It has been sealed for a long time, and many amazing functions have been sealed up, just waiting for Ye Xiwen to solve it. seal.

The materials used in the casting of Burning Tianding are very advanced. There are even many god materials unique to Ye Xiwen that have not been seen before. Although they are only pseudo Taoist artifacts, they are the raw materials of Taoism. Only need to integrate its own avenue into it, it can evolve into a Danding Taoist.

However, an emperor can only have one natal ritual weapon in his life. Ye Xiwen already has the Emperor Wu Yin seal, and it is naturally impossible to practice this ritual weapon.

In that small world, Ye Xiwen sat on a cloud bed. In front of him, a quaint, dusty big tripod floated up and down. If I only looked at it from the outside, I’m afraid no one I thought it was a treasure.

Ye Xiwen smiled slightly, opened his big hand, and flicked it slightly, as if it had wiped away the dust for countless years, and the seals for countless years were suddenly unveiled.

"Buzz!"

A huge buzzing sound, a huge burst of loud sounds, and countless laws spread out from this great tripod in a flash, as if forming a huge divine kingdom, like to be in this space. Into a world.

If it's outside, I'm afraid that it won't take long to completely disturb all directions. However, here, Ye Xiwen arranged the formation method to suppress them one by one, and suppressed all the movements of Fu Tianding.

The first thing after this Dading recovered from sleep and seal was to escape from Ye Xiwen's shackles, but how could he struggle to pass Ye Xiwen, but Ye Xiwen was suppressed by him just a moment.

Then, using this law of heaven and earth as a fire, began to refine this big tripod.

Although Dian Tianding is of high quality and extraordinary material, he was not engraved with the Taoist seal of human life after all. After all, it was not a Taoist tool, but it was completely refined by Ye Xiwen in just a moment.

Nowadays, Ye Xiwen's skill is fundamentally different from before, especially compared with when he first entered the realm of emperor.

If it had been in the past, there would be no possibility of refining in such a short period of time, which is simply impossible.

After refining Fen Tianding, Ye Xiwen started to lift it up, and Nanming Lihu, who was in the sky, was received by him. Then he began to add a lot of alchemy medicines to Fen Tianding according to the Danfang.

Countless medicinal materials poured into it like a river in a hundred years.

In Ye Xiwen's body, the skill reached the top, and he began to refine these medicinal materials little by little.

Time is in refining, day by day.

Blue bricks and red tiles, a small small yard, a young man about eighteen or nineteen years old strode over, with a look of excitement on his face.

This little yard, he is really familiar with it, he grew up playing here since childhood.

"Uncle Ye, Uncle Ye!"

Before he reached the ground, he shouted.

"Come in, still so unstable!"

A gentle voice came from it.

The teenager pushed in the door and saw that this was a very ordinary small yard, in line with the aesthetics of the human race. Under the big tree in the center of the yard, a young man held a scripture with his eyes fixed and motionless.

This young man looked like a shirt, but his appearance didn't look big, but it had a sense of vicissitudes that could hardly be explained.

It should have been two very different temperaments, but at this time it seems to be able to be fully integrated without conflict.

"What are you so happy about, your skinny monkey?"

The young man in Qingshan was of course Ye Xiwen. He just glanced at the young man and said with a smile.

"Uncle Ye, I have just won the championship of Zongmen Neibi, and I have already been included in the disciples!"

The young man had a somewhat excited look on his face.

"Yep!"

Ye Xiwen nodded, as if this was just an insignificant thing.

This young man didn't care at all. It seemed that he was used to Ye Xiwen. From an early age, he didn't seem to have seen anything too uncle Ye uncle, as if everything was under his control.

He has long been accustomed to it and doesn't care. He just sat down and moved a small bench in the yard.

Seeing Ye Xiwen seem to be unchanged for ten thousand years, the young people also seemed to be a little bit emotional, with a blink of an eye, it has been more than ten years, and everything seems to have no change.

This big tree seems to have existed before it was born. It seems to have started from memory.

And Uncle Ye seems to have no change compared to when he was a child, time has no change on his face. Compared with him, although he is also a human, his parents are already old, although there have been From time to time, he brought back some celestial treasures for his parents to eat, but there was still no comparison with Uncle Ye.

He didn't understand why before, but now he already knows it. This is a proof of successful cultivation. Uncle Ye, who has hardly ever been out of the house for more than a decade, is definitely a practitioner, but just how he cultivates. I didn't look through it. Since he was a child or the realm of the acquired world, he has never seen through his cultivation behavior.

And now, as a teenager, he has entered the realm of Taoism. Zongmen Xiaobi won the championship and was chartered to enter the inner gate to practice.

However, looking at this uncle Ye who grew up watching him, he still looks like a man without any repair, just like an ordinary person.

But only you know that this is absolutely impossible, not only because you didn’t seem to have changed your appearance since childhood, but more importantly, this time you can win the championship. The key is the set of names that Uncle Ye has unintentionally imparted to himself. For the sword technique of burying the sword tactics, with this set of sword techniques, he almost defeated all competitors without difficulty.

This made him understand that Uncle Ye is not a mortal. Although he didn’t know why he stayed here all these years, he didn’t leave, but now, he vaguely has such a concept. This is also a kind of adventure.

"Uncle Ye, there is something I can't understand about that set of burial sword tactics. I always feel that I can't really cultivate to the top!" The teenager looked at Ye Xiwen and said directly.

"This is normal. You don't have enough skill now. You haven't yet reached the peak of this set of swordsmanship. You can get this set of swordsmanship. The world is big, you can go!" Ye Xiwen just said lightly .

This set of burial tactics is naturally the set of swordsmanship he had practiced in that year, but compared with that year, with his current practice, with his eyes closed, he can also create extremely brilliant swordsmanship.

Therefore, although this set of burial tactics is still the same set of swordsmanship, the power and potential are already quite different from those of that year.

What he said before was not in the frame of the young man. If this set of swordsmanship reached the top, it would even be possible to prove the Tao with a sword and cultivate to the realm of an emperor.

Even if you can't practice at that point, you can only get a bit of authenticity, and prove that you can become a god and even become a god king.

The boy named Wang Jun lived on the same street as the small yard that Ye Xiwen bought. He was also a human. He was very skinned since he was a child. He accidentally broke into Ye Xiwen's small yard, even if he knew him. Too.

It can be said that Wang Jun grew up watching Ye Xiwen grew up, and gradually grew from a little fart boy to a young boy.

For Ye Xiwen, Xiao Yueyaer had already left, and he had no chance to really watch her grow up. The appearance of Xiao Wangjun made up for this shortcoming to a certain extent.

Wang Jun is just a normal human being and does not look like a small crescent moon. It takes a long period of growth, but in just ten years, it has grown from a little child to a young boy.

A few years ago, he successfully visited a nearby sect. Although Ye Xiwen did not intervene too much in Wang Jun’s affairs, what is his current practice, just pointing him a little, enough to make him useless Too.

Even if it was a sect, it was only a short period of time, and it stood out from its peers and stood out. It quickly became the most high-profile star in the door.

"Uncle Ye, you still say that, but when can you eat it!" Wang Jun naturally knows that Ye Xiwen is for his own good, but the young people always can't bear the loneliness.

"It's so good? You're still far away!" Ye Xiwen said with a light smile. "Don't be proud, slowly build your way, it's just the beginning, you just have the fur of the innocent question!"

Ye Xiwen looked at Wang Jun as if he had seen tens of thousands of years ago, on the first ancestor of Qingfeng Mountain, the fledgling young man Lang was of this age and so green.