Chapter 114 The Source of Magic Robe (Part 2)

With this divine source, Ye Yinzhu does not need to consider the influence of external magical elements in future practice, and can also improve his own strength faster by absorbing the breath.

Nina gently shook her hand, "Don't ask, these are matters between him and me. No matter what happens between the two of us, you are our grandson. You don't have to let him come to see me. If he If he is really willing to come to me, he will come naturally. Otherwise, what's the point of forcing it."

"Grandma, is there any misunderstanding between you and Grandpa Qin?" Ye Yinzhu couldn't help but ask.

Nina sighed, "If it's just a simple misunderstanding between us, do you think our cleverness can't resolve it? Go ahead, kid, there are still those soldiers waiting for you. I will ask Dean Ferguson to temporarily block us The dormitory of the Divine Music Department has a certain area. However, you can only stay in the academy for one day. You must remember that you are not allowed to take off your Divine Origin in front of anyone. If you wear it, outsiders will not be able to feel the mystery of the Divine Origin and will only It is regarded as the most ordinary magic robe, but once someone discovers the condition of the inner layer, the coveterer will definitely bring you huge trouble."

As Nina said, Ye Yinzhu and the Death Warriors only stayed in the academy for one day. When everyone's bodies recovered a little and Haiyang also woke up from his coma, they stayed in the academy under the arrangement of Dean Ferguson. Quietly left Milan Magic Martial Arts Academy.

Seedorf did not come, but waited for their arrival in the Death God Three Hundred's military camp. When Ye Yinxiu presented more than two thousand lion ears in the Sumeru Divine Ring in front of him, Seedorf did not say any words of praise. Instead, he directly issued an order that seemed inhumane. All the soldiers, including Oliveira and Ye Hongyan, were ordered to clean up their bodies and treat their injuries. He was immediately locked up in the camp for ten days.

"I heard that you brought them back through the teleportation circle." Looking at the pale Ye Yinxiu, Seedorf said lightly. At this time, he and Ye Yinxiu were the only two people on the hillside where the military camp could be seen.

Ye Yinzhu nodded, "In that case, if I want to save everyone, I can only do that."

Seedorf said: "Are you wondering why I asked them to close up after you completed the task?"

"Of course you have your own principles when it comes to military training. How can I compare to you?"

Seedorf said coldly: "Yinzhu, you have to remember. As a commander, if you want to perfectly control your subordinates, you must first do it and never let your subordinates know your true inner thoughts. . I kept them closed, firstly, to let them rest and restore their own strength. Secondly, to let them better digest what they gained and lost in this mission. Let them understand what the true meaning of survival is. After this time, although the two hundred people could not truly become warriors like the Death God 300, with their better talents, they could at least cooperate with the Death God 300.

Yinzhu. Did you find it among the two hundred people I selected? Except for Oliveira who volunteered, there were very few people who came from Milan Magic Martial Arts Academy. "

Ye Yinzhu was stunned for a moment, "Grandpa Seedorf. What do you mean..."

Seedorf said: "Most of the two hundred people I selected came from military families and have no roots in the Milan Empire. The most important thing is that they are all orphans. Descendants of soldiers must also be orphans and have good reputations." The talent. The selection of these two hundred people is not easier than training the Death God 300. In order to allow them to better utilize their talents, I did not train them prematurely like the Death God 300. You did not let me down , this mission is not so much a test for them as it is a test for you. Death from three hundred to five hundred is what I really want to see. Remember my words, Seven Kingdoms and Seven Dragons Battle , it means nothing to our Donglong Bazong, victory or defeat does not matter, but every time you bring one more person back alive, the power you can control in the future will increase. I am old, and I am optimistic about you becoming my heir. , among the younger generation of Donglong Bazong, you are currently the most suitable candidate. No matter what happens in the near future, remember, take Haiyang and Death Five Hundred back to Qincheng, and protect Haiyang and yourself. .You are our Donglong Bazong’s last hope. I will come back in ten days.”

Purple light flashed, and Seedorf's figure had disappeared.

Ye Yinzhu stood there and fell into deep thought. What did Seedorf's words mean? It can be understood that he gave himself five hundred dollars for the sake of the future of Donglong Bazong and the protection of the ocean, but judging from the meaning of his words, it seemed that something was going to happen in the near future. What will happen? Why did he see in Seedorf's eyes the determination to move forward?

Suddenly, Ye Yinzhu's eyes turned into horror. Thinking of what Nina said to him yesterday, he seemed to understand something. Falan is about to be closed, and a war between the eight continental kingdoms may happen at any time, and troubled times are about to unfold. Ma Liang once said that what the Eight Sects of Donglong want most is to have troubled times. That would be an opportunity to rise. Could it be that Donglong Bazong has also received the news and wants to take advantage of Falan's closure and the chaos in Ryuzakinus Continent?

Thinking of this, Ye Yinzhu's heart suddenly became cold, and he was only confused about the future. I have been practicing Chizi Qinxin since I was a child, and I only have the simplest understanding of the situation of Donglong Bazong from my father. It is unknown to what extent the Donglong Bazong's strength has reached and the specific situation. It is difficult to predict what will happen if we take advantage of the chaos. Maybe the eight countries in the mainland have no idea about the Eight Donglong Sects, but after Falan is closed, is it really completely closed? Grandpa is the head of the Bamboo Sect of Donglong Bazong. Once anything happens to Donglong Bazong, his family will be held responsible. Grandpa Qin is the leader of the four strongest magic sects. This chaotic situation is really unimaginable. He didn't think much about the purpose and future of Donglong Bazong, but Ye Yinzhu never wanted anything to go wrong with his family. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but get a headache. For a moment, I really wanted to rush back to Bi Konghai and ask my grandfather for details.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Ye Yinzhu stood blankly for a long time, unable to sort out the complicated thoughts in his heart. While he was thinking, the spiritual sea suddenly fluctuated. This was the keen sense of elements given to him after becoming a foreign silver dragon. A trace of disgust appeared in the depths of his soul, and he turned around subconsciously. The few remaining bamboo fighting energy in his body had been condensed into his right hand, ready to react at any time.

He was a magician, with shriveled and wrinkled skin without any luster, and a head of white hair with a layer of dead gray, but there was a pair of deep and restrained eyes in the deep-set eye sockets. Although the eyes were gray, they were vaguely revealing. The depth is terrifying. His slender body was covered with a black magic robe, which contrasted sharply with his white hair. From any angle, his crumbling body looked as if it could be blown over by the wind. But from this magician, Ye Yinzhu felt an oppressive fear, which came from the depths of his soul. of fear.

"Who are you?" Ye Yinzhu asked calmly. But he was already prepared to summon Zi. With his current physical condition, it was obviously impossible to fight against the unfathomable magician in front of him.

"You are Ye Yinzhu. It's not easy to find you. I haven't seen an outstanding young man like you for a long time. You can feel my presence. You are worthy of being a foreign silver dragon." The old magic The teacher's voice was a little hoarse, and it was difficult to tell his current expression from his wrinkled face. As he spoke, he had already reached a position less than twenty meters away from Ye Yinzhu. He walked slowly but without making any sound.

Ye Yinzhu said calmly: "It seems we don't know each other."

The old magician said: "Yes, this is the first time we have met. My name is Yue Hui."

Moonlight? Hearing this name, Ye Yinzhu's eyes suddenly fluctuated. A list of titles came to mind: Patriarch of the Yuehui Family, President of the Milan Empire Magician Guild, a purple-level sixth-level demon whose magical power surpassed his teacher Ferguson and Materazzi, the younger brother of the Violet Family Patriarch, Maldini. Mentor, the top master in the magic world. At the same time, he is also Yue Ming's grandfather.

Knowing Yue Hui's identity, Ye Yinzhu relaxed a little, "So it's you. Hello, respected Grand Magister."

Yue Hui gave Ye Yinzhu a deep look, "I'm not good. Very bad. How can a grandfather who has lost news about his granddaughter for several months be fine? After countless investigations, I found out who disappeared at the same time as my granddaughter. There is you in it. And you came back, but there is still no news about my granddaughter. When I wanted to find you, you disappeared again. Should you tell me something? There were four other people who disappeared with you. But among you, I have only heard your name mentioned by my granddaughter."

Yue Hui came to find her because of Yue Ming. Ye Yinzhu hesitated for a moment and said, "Yes, Yue Ming left with me. She didn't tell you where she was going, probably because she was afraid of your objection. "