Chapter 1547 The day of return, when Zhongcheng knelt down

At this point, Ye Yan suddenly realized something in his heart.

"Thousands of swords are united into one, there are no levels."

"It all depends on the realm of the cultivator, the quality of the sword, and even the understanding of the sword." Ye Yan said secretly.

If you can find tens of thousands of swords, and in an instant, the ten thousand swords condense and become unified in an instant, the power of the sword will be unimaginable. Even if you just use spiritual power, if thousands of spiritual powers gather together and fall down instantly, it will be absolutely terrifying.

This martial skill, if practiced by ordinary people who do not understand swordsmanship, is an ordinary spiritual martial skill.

If the realm is improved, the understanding of the sword is extremely deep, and this martial skill can even be comparable to the imperial martial arts.

This is the return of ten thousand swords to one!

"Is this the inheritance left by my father?" Ye Yan sighed, this kind of inheritance is really terrifying.

And a smile appeared on the corner of Ye Yan's mouth.

He is different from others.

If others practice this swordsmanship, even though they have accepted this inheritance, they are only proficient in performing this swordsmanship.

But Ye Yan...

There are really ten thousand ways!

Now that he has stepped into the Tao realm, what he understands is not just the Tao of Swordsmanship, nor the Tao of Thunder, but all the Tao in the world.

If you gather ten thousand Dao into one body and deploy it, you can make ten thousand Dao burst out, and then turn it into a sword, the power of this sword...

Even Ye Yan could not imagine it.

Buzz!

And just when Ye Yan sighed, there was a golden light flashing within the inheritance pattern.

"This is?"

"Spiritual power?"

Feeling such power, Ye Yan was stunned.

Ye Xiaotian not only left behind a legacy, but also left behind a spiritual power.

"Oh, that old woman from the Purple Clan is just a Taoist body, how can she see through my father's inheritance?" Facing this spiritual power, Ye Yan also sneered in his heart. In the eyes of the old woman, Ye Hei's Within the inheritance, there is no spiritual power at all.

But the spiritual power within this pattern inheritance is extremely pure.

"suck!"

Without any hesitation, Ye Yan also shouted in his heart.

In an instant, he inhaled the spiritual power in the lines directly into his own body. This rich spiritual power was reflected in the Heavenly Emperor's Art

Under the traction of Ye Yan, the internal organs, meridians and bones that also flowed through Ye Yan converged into his Dantian.

"Refining!"

Then, Ye Yan shouted again.

In this way, the spiritual power belonging to Ye Xiaotian was completely used for his own use after being refined by Ye Yan's Heavenly Emperor Art, and merged with the other spiritual powers in his dantian.

"Break it for me!"

Then, Ye Yan roared wildly.

laugh!

Under his control, this spiritual power fiercely moved towards the barrier at the peak of the Dao Realm.

Click!

A crisp sound fell, and the barrier shattered.

The aura in Ye Yan's body also improved.

Now, he has completely reached the level of the second level of Dao Realm. Ye Yan's understanding of the Dao Realm has also improved by one point.

It's just that Ye Yan possesses the Emperor's Body of Ten Thousand Daos, and this kind of aura also exists in his body, and other people cannot feel it.

Under this situation, Ye Yan concentrated his mind and looked at the lines again.

He knows...

What the woman in the Heavenly Emperor Sword said, within the inheritance of this pattern, is not only such inheritance, but also the words left by her father.

This is also the moment Ye Yan is most looking forward to.

He had not heard from his father for many years.

"Father!"

Ye Yan murmured.

Buzz!

At this time, the lines flickered, and a figure suddenly appeared in Ye Yan's mind.

"Father, it's really you!"

Staring at that figure, Ye Yan was extremely pleasantly surprised.

This is what Ye Xiaotian looked like when he was young.

More than ten years ago, Ye Xiaotian stepped into the middle city and entered the Sword Dynasty. He left behind this pattern, condensed the inheritance in it, and had a special method to manifest his figure.

Then his figure fell into Ye Yan's mind, his eyes slightly

After a while, as if staring at Ye Yan, he slowly said: "Yan'er."

"You should have gotten this inheritance, right?"

Um?

When he heard these words, Ye Yan's body trembled suddenly.

"You kid, you should be a little surprised at this time, right?"

"Do you think why I expected what happened today more than ten years ago?"

"Without him!"

"Because you are my son, Ye Xiaotian!"

"I believe that my Yan'er can come here and stand in the square of the Sword Dynasty in the middle city."

Listening to these words, Ye Yan clenched his fists and said in his heart: "Father, Yan'er... I didn't let you down!"

"Yan'er, we've come here!"

At this moment, the figure continued to talk to himself: "Yan'er, father's sword skill was created by himself, and it was only passed down to you in the world. How can you practice this martial skill?" To what level you reach, it’s all up to you.”

"When you get this inheritance, it should be more than ten years later. You have grown up. My father has shouldered too much in this life. I am very sorry for you. I am afraid that I have not been able to accompany you well in these more than ten years. .”

"Yan'er, father and you both came from the small empire of Wanyan Empire."

"I know your faith all the way!"

"From such a small place to such a big city, how can it be smooth? I'm afraid I've encountered a lot of looks down my face, encountered a lot of ups and downs, and experienced a lot of life and death, right?"

"But, what I shoulder is beyond my control."

"You... still have options."

"If you're tired, go back to the empire."

"Father can't protect you too much, but there are formations left in that empire. According to your current state, you should be able to discover that formation, which can protect you and your family for the rest of your life."

"Father!" Ye Yan's heart tightened as he stared at this figure.

Over the years, he has encountered too many lives and deaths.

He was originally a young man from a small Ye family in Cangyun City of the Ten Thousand Flames Empire. In such a city where the Cave Spirit Realm was almost invincible, he stepped into the Holy Realm step by step, became the Lord of Tribulation, became the Human Emperor, and transformed into a void.

To the present state of Taoism.

Everyone around him thinks that he is extremely talented or extremely lucky.

But who asked him if he was tired?

Only his father!

"Father... Yan'er's journey..."

"It's really tiring!"

Why didn't he want to stop?

Why didn't he want to go home?

He left his hometown, the place where he was born and raised, walked out of the Ye family where he grew up, separated from Ye Long, Ye Hu and others, and came here without even a chance to breathe.

Tired?

Very tired!

Ye Yan is already exhausted!

However, he still had one breath to hold on.

His eyes were firm and firm as he looked at Ye Xiaotian's figure and said, "But... Yan'er doesn't want to go back!"

"Father's revenge has not yet been avenged!"

"In fact, Yan'er has not yet rectified the Ye clan's name."

"They are still bullying my father, Yan'er, and the entire Ye family."

"Yan'er wants to stay. Even if I am the only one, I will stand on the top and step on top of their heads!"

"Yan'er wants to tell them..."

"We, the Ye Clan, cannot be humiliated!"

"I may go back someday, but at that moment... it was the time when the entire Central City and even the entire Flame Realm knelt down!"

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