Chapter 480: Always Blown Away by the Rain and Wind, Old Master Li Dies

Ye Yang held the White Horse Knife, and after a slight feeling, a hint of joy appeared in his brows.

"The White Horse Knife has undergone new changes."

After he broke through to a new realm of swordsmanship, the White Horse Knife seemed to have sensed the transformation of its master.

The light flowing on the blade was more restrained and profound, with a black handle and a white blade, as sharp as snow, shining brightly and coldly.

Especially the shadow of the white horse on the handle, which was jumping slightly, with eyes shining brightly, as if it had a smart wisdom.

Ye Yang could feel it.

At this moment, this knife seemed to have become a sharp weapon connected to his heart, not just a simple weapon. .

At this moment, it was more like a living being, constantly evolving as he grew up.

After breaking through to a new realm of swordsmanship.

Every time he held the handle tightly, Ye Yang could feel a kind of flesh and blood fusion, an unprecedented resonance, that was the fusion of the knife and the heart.

The material used for this White Horse Knife was extraordinary.

There is the rare sand of time that only appears once in a thousand years, the essence of water dragons and dragons, and the fungus of life and death.

The foundation is already very good.

It has spirituality since its birth.

"He has spirituality, and now he seems to be evolving towards a top-grade magic weapon."

Ye Yang breathed a sigh of relief and showed a hint of joy.

There is a big gap between a mid-grade magic weapon and a top-grade magic weapon.

According to common sense, if you want to upgrade it to the level of a top-grade magic weapon.

It takes a lot of natural treasures and energy, and even some special opportunities to successfully break through.

However, after breaking through to the new realm of "Thousands of Swords" today,

At this moment, the spiritual light on the magic weapon is getting brighter and brighter, as if a layer of invisible spiritual film is formed on its surface, which is a sign of transformation to a top-grade magic weapon.

One day, when the spiritual light on the surface of this magic weapon becomes more and more prosperous, it will be promoted to a top-grade magic weapon.

At this time, Ye Yang carefully took the White Horse Knife in his hand.

He could clearly feel the powerful time power contained in the magic weapon, which was a brand new feeling.

"However."

Ye Yang pondered in his heart.

"The stronger the power of the White Horse Knife, the greater the cost of using the Thirteen Knifes of Time."

Before, Ye Yang used the Thirteen Knifes of Time with all his strength, and used the reserved mana of the Blood-Dropping Pill.

He could use the Thirteen Knifes of Time three times.

Now, with the transformation of the White Horse Knife, the cost of using the Thirteen Knifes of Time may increase further.

I think at most two sword techniques will be used, and the mana will be exhausted.

But there is no doubt that its ability to cut off the life of the year will be further increased.

...

That day, Ye Yang put away the White Horse Knife, but he never thought that a piece of news would reach Feitianmen.

"The old man of the Li family is going to die."

The old man of the Li family is the controller of the Li family. He was bedridden many years ago, but he has always led the Li family and followed Feitianmen closely.

The death of this old man was a big blow to the Li family and Feitianmen.

"Master."

The voice of a disciple came from outside the door, interrupting Ye Yang's meditation

"The ribbons, ceremonial plates, and gifts have been arranged. We can set off at any time."

Now as one of the giants of Feitianmen, his words and deeds represent Feitianmen, which is very different from before.

Ye Yang nodded gently.

The next morning, he called the Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle, which carried four disciples of Feitianmen.

They all wore plain linen clothes and wore white belts around their waists to symbolize mourning.

In front of the Li family mansion.

The white candles swayed, the incense smoke lingered, and there was a solemn atmosphere.

"It turned out that Master Ye came."

"Welcome Master Ye to the Li family."

...

After hearing that he had arrived, the elders of the Li family stood up and greeted him outside the door in advance.

There was a bit of respect and subtle tension in his tone.

After all, the person in front of him was not only the head of the Feitian Sect, but also a prominent figure in the current cultivation world.

Whether it was cultivation or combat power.

They were all people that the Li family needed to look up to.

Even.

This time, the old man of the Li family passed away, and even they did not expect that the head of the Ye family could come.

It can be said that he gave the Li family enough face.

In the back mountain of the Li family, in a simple courtyard.

A group of people, wearing mourning clothes, all burst into tears.

The old man Li on the bed had a thin face, a peaceful expression, and was too old to be seen. At this moment, he had reached the limit of his life.

His hair was already gray, and wrinkles had climbed up his forehead. He curled up, dry and thin.

Seeing this scene, Ye Yang couldn't help but sigh, feeling heavy.

“Death is like the extinguishing of a lamp.”

No matter how brilliant one was in life, no one can survive death. After death, one is nothing but a pile of yellow earth, and will soon be silent.

Even after a hundred years, all traces will be wiped out by time.

Even most of his descendants don't remember his footprints in this world.

On one side is Li Bayuan, who has returned from Ruyi Lake, with red eyes at this moment.

Bean-sized tears dripped down his cheeks, and soon, they wet his clothes.

Ye Yang expressed his grief, and at this moment, the fingers of Old Master Li on the bed trembled and moved slightly.

It seemed to be a scene of last moments.

Old Master Li slowly opened his eyes, and then he sat up from the bed.

"Old Master!"

Someone couldn't help shouting, with sobs in his voice.

Old Master Li's eyes swept across the room and finally fell on Ye Yang.

"Meeting Master Ye..." Old Master Li's voice was weak, but unusually clear.

"Ancestor, you..."

The people next to him cried.

But Old Master Li waved his hand, looking very open-minded.

"Everyone will die, why do you have to cry like a child?"

"Master Ye."

He raised his head, looking weak.

"I'm so sorry that you took the time to come and see me, an old man."

Ye Yang shook his head slightly, with a solemn look on his face.

"Grandpa, what are you talking about? You are both a senior and an elder, how can I not come to see you off for the last time."

Old Master Li smiled slightly, and there was a sense of relief and tranquility in that smile, as if he had a thorough understanding of life and death.

"What's the joy of life, and what's the pain of death. Although I dare not say that I have no regrets in this life, at least I can live up to the conscience of heaven and earth."

Li Bayuan held Old Master Li's hand, tears in his eyes.

Old Master Li glanced at Li Bayuan.

"You are a simple and honest child, but you hate evil and are inflexible, so you are likely to suffer a great loss."

"In the future... in the future, you should learn more from Master Ye."

After saying that, he looked at Ye Yang with a respectful look.

"Master Ye, you are a natural born child, and you are also very knowledgeable about the ways of the world. I, your silly grandson, hope that you can help me more in the future."

Ye Yang held his hand, and felt that it was cold. A faint life essence was injected into the palm of Old Master Li's hand.

But it had no effect at all.

He knew that the other party had reached the limit of his life span, and no medicine could cure him. It was not something that could be changed by external forces.

Standing up at this moment was just a last gasp.

A group of people saw this situation and spoke hurriedly.

"Ancestor, don't worry, we will do a good job. The Li family will not lose its reputation in our hands."

Old Master Li's face changed, he glanced at everyone present, and shook his head.

"It's not the Li family, but the Feitian Sect."

"You are all good descendants of my Li family, and even more so good descendants of the Feitian Sect. The future prosperity and decline of the family depends on you, and even more on the Feitian Sect."

"Feitian Sect will always be our superior sect."

Everyone nodded, although they saw his dull face and felt sad.

The ancestor's eyes turned back to Ye Yang.

"I have something to entrust to you."

As he said, the ancestor trembled and took out an ancient wooden box from the pillow and handed it to Ye Yang.

Ye Yang took the wooden box and felt heavy in his hand. Obviously, the things inside were extraordinary.

"What is this?" Ye Yang asked curiously.

"This is a treasure I got when I was young, called 'Spirit Source Pearl'."

"It can assist in cultivation and enhance physical fitness, especially for babies. The effect is very good. Maybe it will help you."

Ye Yang was silent for a while.

Even if Xiu Ya's pregnancy was hidden in a thousand ways, there is no wall in the world that is impenetrable.

These people tried every possible means to get information from all sides.

Then they flattered him.

The ancestor said slowly, his voice was weak but still firm.

He had heard of this spiritual source bead, which was a treasure that could only be born in the place where the spiritual veins converged. It was extremely rare to condense one in decades.

He did not expect that the ancestor of the Li family would give him such a precious thing.

He was about to refuse, but the ancestor of the Li family waved his hand weakly.

Seeing this, Ye Yang knew that it was useless to say anything more, so he solemnly accepted the wooden box.

The old man of the Li family nodded with satisfaction, and then closed his eyes, as if he had put down everything in the world and waited for the arrival of the last moment.

"The future of the family... I am worried."

"Remember... unity... harmony... inheritance..."

The words of the old man Li were intermittent, but every word was as heavy as a thousand pounds.

At this moment, the wind outside the house suddenly stopped, and a few crane calls came from the sky.

Not long after, the old man Li died with a smile.

His face seemed to regain some vitality at the last moment, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

The Li family cried.

This old man Li

But they knew that the ancestor had gone to a world without pain and conflict.

As for Ye Yang, he held the wooden box containing the Spirit Source Pearl, his heart filled with complex emotions.

Ye Yang picked up the Spirit Source Pearl and felt the huge vitality contained in it.

"This Spirit Source Pearl is no longer useful to me, but it can be given to Xiu Ya. Old Master Li knew that I had a child, so he took it out specially."

"And in the turmoil, I'm afraid he also wanted me to take care of the Li family."

"This is the real old Jianghu."

"There will always be many regrets in a person's life. Maybe he was famous and accomplished a lot in his lifetime, and became an immortal. Maybe he was unknown and ordinary all his life."

"But it's all the same after death."

Ye Yang was full of emotion.

...

After Ye Yang returned to Feitianmen.

During this period, people kept coming to give gifts.

Most of them came from Kyoto, the capital of the Dayun Dynasty.

Among those gifts, one thing caught his special attention.

This is an old medical book with four gold-plated characters "Bai Nan Medical Classics" on the cover.

This golden book seems to be different from others.

This book was given by Bai Lian Ming Fei.

Ye Yang opened the medical book and saw a special label made by Yuzhu on the title page.

"The Hundred Difficulties Medical Book was passed down from the hidden sect Dalin Temple."

"In the 382nd year of the imperial calendar, Dalin Temple was under pressure from the Dayun Dynasty. The abbot brought the Haitian Saint Monk, Dabao Monk, to visit the Lord of the Dayun Dynasty and specially offered sacrifices to the Dayun Dynasty."

He carefully flipped through it.