Chapter 508

"Yes, sir."

Huang pangzi's face was slightly stunned, but he still quickly cast a spell to lift the prohibition on the couple, which also made the couple quickly pull the teenager back in horror and look at Huang pangzi and others with extremely dignified eyes.

Both husband and wife are immortals. Although their accomplishments are not high, they still have eyesight. Although they can't see the accomplishments of Huang pangzi and others, they feel boundless fear at the bottom of their hearts just by their breath. Obviously, these people are extremely powerful immortals.

Step - step - step.

Ye Xuan was walking, without any momentum, just like a mortal, but the husband and wife saw that these terrible people were bowing to Ye Xuan.

"Your surname is ye?" Until ye Xuan came to the couple, his voice fluctuated slightly.

"Younger generation Ye Tian, today he came to worship his ancestors with his wife and children. If you offend your predecessors, please forgive me."

Ye Tian bowed quickly, but the light was fluctuating. If ye Xuan wanted to fight his wife and children, he could fight back very quickly.

"Ye Tian?"

Ye Xuan nodded. Under the feeling of blood, he could feel that he was the descendant of the Ye family.

"Who are you, Ye Ping?" Ye Xuan said quietly.

"Ye Ping is the ancestor of the younger generation. Are you

Hearing Ye Xuan's words, ye Tian was slightly stunned, then slightly raised his eyes to Ye Xuan, and a look of surprise and doubt crossed his eyes.

Familiar, as if he had seen this person somewhere, but ye Tian couldn't remember anyway, but the man standing in front of him gave him an extremely cordial feeling.

"It's really my younger brother's descendant." Ye Xuan nodded. Unexpectedly, thousands of years later, there are still people in the Ye family living in the world, and their blood has not been cut off.

"You have a heart. Ye Ping has been dead for thousands of years. You still know to come to worship your ancestors." Ye Xuan said with a sigh, his eyes were slightly erratic, as if he remembered the past when he was a teenager.

It was an autumn, with withered leaves and bleak autumn wind.

On a haystack, the two brothers sat with their backs against each other. Ye Ping's childish words faintly sounded in Ye Xuan's ears.

"Brother, when I stand out, I will let my mother and sister live a happy life with you."

The sonorous and powerful vows and the determination of young and blue color are the pictures in Ye Xuan's mind, and more importantly, Ye Ping's green and tender appearance in his youth.

With the vicissitudes of time, the former relatives are no longer there. Ye Xuan has only the company of the breeze and the lonely moon along the way, leaving only tombs behind him. The former people and things only exist in his memory.

A person, a road, endless vicissitudes, endless desolation, he can only step on the sea of corpses and blood, and the only thing left to the world is just a lonely back.

Cheng Xian!

What a tempting word, but who knows, when you watch your relatives die in front of you, what kind of helplessness and loneliness?

Buddha said: there are seven hardships in life, greed, anger, ignorance, resentment, hatred, love, parting, and asking for nothing.

Buddha said: life in the world is bitter.

But the Buddha forgot to say: the road to immortality is far away, accompanied by the breeze. Over the years, there will be no time to meet again. This is the great sadness and hatred of life!

Six thousand five hundred years!

Maybe it's just a process of cultivation in the immortal's eyes, but in Ye Xuan's eyes, he has experienced too much in the past 6500 years.

Rising from the sea of blood and recovering from death, he came to the world from the sea of blood and went to earth immortals from the world. Today, 6500 years later, he finally ascended the throne of the emperor of heaven and stood on the top of the three worlds.

This is Ye Xuan's life.

But when I look back, my once close relatives are no longer there. There is no close relatives between heaven and earth. There is no confidant around him except to fear his subordinates.

Ye Xuan was more and more lonely, which also worried Huang pangzi and others. The three members of the family looked at Ye Xuan with complex eyes. They didn't know what the mysterious figure was sad about.

The moon is full and the moon is full, and everything is silent.

When the sun is setting, a curved moon rises, and the moonlight like water waves pours down, which also makes the bamboo forest spotless, and ye Xuan's thoughts return at this moment.

Buzz!

Ye Xuan waved with his palm and fingers. The void was rippling slightly. A white jade slip appeared and asked Ye Xuan to hand it to the boy in front of him.

"This skill is not a powerful cultivation method, but it can make people practice steadily to the realm of immortals without the risk of becoming possessed. This is also a gift for the descendants of the Ye family." Ye Xuan said quietly.

The young man took the jade slips blankly, and then looked nervously at his parents, which also made Ye Tian hurry back to God. He took the young man and worshipped Ye Xuan and said, "thank you for your kindness. I don't know if you are happy with your name. Do you know my Ye family ancestor?"

Unfortunately, ye Xuan didn't answer Ye Tian's question, but smiled and walked out of the bamboo forest, which also made Huang pangzi and others follow quickly until ye Xuan and others disappeared in the bamboo forest.

"Dad, who is this... This man?" Holding the jade slips, the boy questioned his father.

"Brother Tian, i... how do I feel that this person seems to have met somewhere?" Li Xiaoyue made a sound of doubt, as if looking for the memory of Ye Xuan.

Suddenly!

Li Xiaoyue's face changed greatly, her eyes were stagnant, and then suddenly looked at Ye Tian. Her voice was extremely anxious and said, "Tian... Brother Tian... Take... Photos."

Looking at his wife's anxious appearance, ye Tian was stunned and said, "Xiaoyue, don't worry. You talk slowly. What's the picture?"

"Tian... Brother Tian... The photo of Ye Ping's ancestors when they were young... Is the one that has been handed down by your Ye family." Li Xiaoyue trembled and whispered, as if she had found a big thing.

Hearing his wife's anxious words, ye Tian's complexion changed greatly. He quickly opened Xumi space, and a completely preserved but extremely yellow photo appeared in Ye Tian's hands.

Black and white photos are very old. They are a group photo of the whole family.

There are young Ye mother, young ye ling'er and Ye Ping's youthful appearance in the photo, but at this time, the couple took a breath of air-conditioning and completely stagnated in place.

In the black-and-white photos, a teenager, with a firm face and hands holding his brother and sister's shoulders, is smiling at the couple. This is Ye Xuan in his youth.

Although Ye Xuan's appearance is slightly different from that of his youth, the change is not so obvious. When the two faces are combined into one in the couple's mind, it also makes the couple's body tremble in the extreme.

"He... He is the ancestor of Ye Xuan?"

Suddenly, ye Tian uttered a terrible sound. The whole person fell to the ground powerlessly, and looked at the photos in his hand. The whole person became stunned and silent.

"It's the ancestor of Ye Xuan. It must be the ancestor of Ye Xuan. There has always been a legend in our ancestors. When ye Xuan became an immortal and went away, it created a new era for the world. Only then did there appear practitioners between heaven and earth. I thought this legend was false. Now it seems that there is no falsehood at all." Ye Tianzhan whispered, already excited beyond words.

"Come on, lin'er, look at what's in the jade slips." Li Xiaoyue was excited and hurriedly asked the teenager to open the skill in the jade slips.

Looking at his parents so excited, the young man dared not neglect and quickly injected the jade slips into his spiritual power, and the next scene completely made the three of the family dull on the spot.

Buzz!

The immortal light flows, the spirit text breeds, and mysterious runes diffuse out. The immortal sound echoes in the ears of the three members of the family. Only the immortal sound from the jade slips makes the cultivation in the three members of the family grow rapidly, which also makes them dull and speechless.

"Fairy Sutra, this is fairy Sutra. He is indeed the ancestor of Ye Xuan."

Ye Tian's face turned red and he couldn't help being excited. His eyes were red at the moment, and a lot of tears were pouring out. He cried loudly in the bamboo forest, hoping that ye Xuan could reappear in front of him.

Unfortunately, ye Xuan never intended to recognize the descendants of the Ye family. No matter how ye Tian pleaded, ye Xuan didn't appear in front of him.