Chapter 150

The book in Ye Xuan's hand is not the method of martial arts cultivation at all, but a low-level method of cultivating immortals and refining Qi. Among them, there is a method of swallowing blood and Qi, which is obviously something from some terrible blood soul flow.

Ye Xuan clearly remembered that there were as many as one million blood souls escaping from the battlefield of the sea of blood, among which there were many terrorist beings. They were immortal gods in the past. Although the dead souls were suppressed under the sea of blood because of the fall of the ancient war, they could not be underestimated.

Ye Xuan deeply understood that the remnant souls of these immortals after their death were by no means comparable to those ordinary blood souls.

They are extremely intelligent and can vaguely remember their life. They are lurking in the world and are constantly swallowing blood, soul and essence. Their cultivation will be thousands of miles a day.

If this goes on for a long time, I'm afraid their cultivation will gradually recover, and the world will be ruined.

This skill is obviously a decision handed down by one of the immortal gods. What are they doing for?

Ye Xuan gradually fell into meditation and showed a strange light at the bottom of his eyes. Obviously, Tianyu and others have not realized that the immortal ghost is really terrible.

"This game is becoming more and more interesting. I hope you will surface as soon as possible. Let me see what terrible means the immortal gods in the fairy world used to have." Ye Xuan's eyes crossed the excited color, and his voice murmured.

No wonder Ye Xuan is excited. If he can devour the spirits of these immortals, his cultivation will be improved qualitatively. Even if he quickly breaks into the later stage of the robbery and ushers in the robbery of immortality, it is not impossible.

The most important thing is that ye Xuan clearly remembers that in the battle of the sea of blood, these immortal spirits told ye Xuan that they were killed by "Yuan demons". He also told ye Xuan that the immortal Sutra is basically a magic Sutra.

Why did the ancient war start, who was the yuan devil, and what kind of conspiracy yuan Ling had against him!

All these puzzles may be found in these immortal spirits. After all, immortal spirits have more or less some memories before their death, which can provide him with many clues.

"Mr. Ye, what did you say?" Tianyu asked suspiciously.

Tianyu's voice woke Ye Xuan from his thoughts, and then smiled and said, "you've done well. If you have any more news about this, tell me at the first time."

Tianyu was surprised. Why didn't Mr. Ye pay attention to the blood and spirits around, let alone the battle between the Japanese martial arts and ye Jianshen, but such a small thing?

Although Tianyu didn't understand, he also knew what to ask and what not to ask. This also made him suppress his doubts, bow down to Ye Xuan, and ask, "yes, Mr. Ye, but I don't know what Mr. Ye plans to do next?"

"Kyoto is not where I stay after all. I will return to Jiangnan City. If you have clues about these mysterious forces, you can send someone to Jiangnan City to find me."

With these words, ye Xuan got up and walked to the meeting room, which stunned Tianyu. He quickly greeted Ye Xuan and said, "Mr. Ye, aren't you going to watch ye Jianshen compete with Japanese martial artists?"

"Oh ~!"

Ye Xuan smiled contemptuously, and his voice said calmly, "the competition between two mole ants can't arouse my interest."

As ye Xuan's words entered his ears, not only Tianyu's face was stunned, but the other group leader Ke Qing's face changed greatly. He looked at Ye Xuan with a look of surprise.

Although they know ye Xuan is very strong, they kill Li Huantian first and then destroy the God of heaven's sword, ye Lingtian's cultivation is much better than those two people. Isn't it Mr. Ye's opponent?

Although everyone had the same idea, they didn't dare to ask, so they watched Ye Xuan leave the conference room.

……

Kyoto airport!

A private plane flying to Jiangnan City stopped here, and a big Zhuo character was printed on the fuselage. As the cabin door opened, ye Xuan boarded the plane with Huang pangzi and Gu Beichen.

At the same time, at the other end of Kyoto airport, another private airliner landed at the airport. With the cabin door opened, a large number of bodyguards came out of the cabin door, and I don't know how many reporters waited anxiously under the plane.

Until a Japanese fighter came out of the plane door, many reporters took pictures of him crazily.

Murakami Haoyue, known as the Japanese God of martial arts, is the strongest man in Japan. Once, when Murakami cut off the terrible sea beast with a magic knife, he broke it in two. Since then, he has become famous all over the world.

He has a handsome face and looks like a young man. His black hair is scattered behind his head and he holds a long and narrow knife in his arms. However, this knife is entangled by a large number of black cloth, so people can't see the true face of Lushan Mountain. Obviously, this knife is the legendary magic knife, Murakami!

"Mr. Murakami Haoyue, you are only 30 years old this year, and ye Jianshen is the second expert in the world in the Xia state a hundred years ago. Do you really think you can defeat Ye Jianshen?" Some reporters asked sensitive questions directly.

"Wang Ba has lived for a long time, but do you think Wang Ba is my opponent?"

A fluent Xia Mandarin came out of Murakami Haoyue's mouth. Although his voice was calm, the meaning of his words immediately caused an uproar among a large number of reporters, and one after another pointed the camera at this person and broadcast his remarks to major TV stations.

……

Thousands of miles of clear sky and white clouds.

Ye Xuan's eyes looked out of the window, and his thoughts were in a trance. When he left Kyoto today, his relatives might never meet. This was his choice, but it also made him regret.

The only thing that makes Ye Xuan happy is that his mother is accompanied by a pair of children, which is not the worst result.

Ye Xuan took a glass of red wine and tasted it from time to time. His eyebrows wrinkled slightly and put the red wine aside. Obviously, he was really not used to drinking this famous Western wine.

……

Jiangnan airport.

Hundreds of luxury vehicles are parked here, thousands of people in black are lined up, and ordinary people are isolated with the yellow line. They are not allowed to step into the yellow line at will.

Heavily armed and heavily guarded, a large number of patrol soldiers patrol around the airport with rifles. It looks like a great man wants to come to Jiangnan City.

People in Jiangnan talked and watched from a distance. Everyone's face was surprised, because they had never seen such a scene. Even fools can see that a great man will come to Jiangnan City in a while.

In Jiangnan airport, table Junting is wearing a long black dress. The three groups of Hades are dressed in black. Thousands of bodyguards in black are as tall and straight as Cangsong. Everyone's face is solemn and solemn.

"Here we are." Table Junting whispered.

In the distant sky, a plane with a huge whistling sound is slowly falling towards Jiangnan airport. As the private plane stops, the cabin door is opening quickly, and a slender figure also appears in the eyes of table Junting.

"Welcome Mr. Ye back to Jiangnan." Table Junting bowed down and made thousands of bodyguards in black bow behind her. She shouted Ye Xuan's name, which also made the whole airport deafening.