After a feast of meat and wine, the old beggar continued to pour himself wine and drink, eating and drinking in large mouthfuls. Ye Tian ate a few mouthfuls and sat there silently.
It was as if he was sitting on a dead tree.
"You brat, you're so boring, making me drink alone. Just say what you have to say!" The old beggar grabbed a chicken drumstick with one hand and took a bite. Then, he said half-drunk.
"Senior, please do as you please!" Ye Tian shook his head, his eyes still fixed on the old beggar.
"You're different from others." The old beggar lowered his head and took a sip of wine. His lazy eyes flashed.
"There are 3,000 Great Daos, and most of the people in the world are just clay in the end. What's the difference?”Ye Tian looked at the wine cup in his hand, but he didn't drink it, instead playing with it, a mocking smile on his face.
The coldness in his eyes was replaced by a hint of madness, as if he had become another person.
"Hmm?" The old beggar's intoxicated expression suddenly woke up. He felt as if he had been seen through. His dispirited image suddenly became clear. His two small eyes narrowed slightly as he carefully sized up the young man sitting opposite him.
"Good fellow, he actually used me to comprehend and temper his divine soul concept!”
The old beggar suddenly shouted, and his aura changed again. In the clear sky, there was more dense killing intent. The wild fighting spirit quickly condensed."Hua""Hua""The wine in his hand that was still flowing suddenly froze.
In the small restaurant, the temperature suddenly dropped by dozens of degrees, and the chill spread in all directions without any restraint. In an instant, the entire restaurant was enveloped by this layer of chill.
Ye Tian's expression changed as well, his entire body covered in a layer of frost. His brow remained unmoving, but the wine cup in his hand was still boiling, the rich aroma of wine spreading throughout the restaurant.
"Ha!"
The old beggar's cold killing intent instantly changed again. He opened his mouth and roared. Waving his hand, he lifted the wine and took a big gulp. The clear wine soaked half of his clothes. He drank and sang while drinking. How long was life? He drank and ate happily. In an instant, his entire person became as passionate as fire, and he was happy to repay kindness and revenge.
The entire restaurant seemed to be infected by this atmosphere. They ate the meat in large mouthfuls and shouted loudly. One after another, they spread throughout the streets and alleys.
Ye Tian's white smoke swept across his body, and the frost disappeared. The boiling wine suddenly froze, turning into white smoke and disappearing into thin air.
When he reappeared, there was a crisp sound of " ding "," ding ", and the wine froze and fell into the small wine cup.
With a bang, the wine cup shattered amidst the extreme heat and cold.
"Thank you for your help, Senior." Ye Tian tossed away the shattered wine cup in his hand and took out his wine jug, respectfully pouring a bowl of wine before taking a big gulp.
"Haha, kid, my temper suits you. It's been a long time since I've seen such a strange person like you.”The old beggar laughed loudly and waved his hand. The entire restaurant returned to its noisy state.
"How was your comprehension just now?" He turned and said seriously.
"Senior's soul concept is too exquisite. The word 'change' includes movement and stillness, a world and a world. Junior is not talented, so I can only use this opportunity to comprehend thirty percent and can't continue.”Ye Tian sighed.
"It's fine. I can see that you're only borrowing my domain and not completely imitating it. 30% was enough. If there's too much, you'll fall into a disadvantage." The old beggar said with a smile.
"Junior is willing to take Senior as my master." Ye Tian stood up and stared at the old beggar with a respectful expression.
The concept was not something that a master and disciple, or father and son, would have no qualms about lending it to you. This was also the reason why there were so few cultivators of the divine realm. Martial arts could also rely on a cultivation method or a book to become a formidable person and a overlord.
Spirit Cultivation was different. Without a master to guide them through the door, not everyone could rely on their own comprehension.
The old beggar raised an eyebrow, looking at Ye Tian solemnly before saying,""I'm a free cloud and wild crane. There's no need for me to take you as my master.”After saying that, his figure disappeared into thin air.
Ye Tian frowned in confusion. After a moment of silence, he paid the money and went downstairs.
He returned to the backyard and sat quietly for the entire night.
When she opened her eyes again, it was already dawn the next day.
"Today is just the right time for the appointment at Yucheng Temple in seven days. Let's go back to the residence after the appointment.”Ye Tian stood up and tidied himself up before going to Yucheng Temple as promised.
In Yucheng Country, there were not many people who dared to not give face to Yucheng Temple. After all, they had a god-level cultivator in the God-Ascension realm. That was a figure who could break the heavens with one hand.
In his eyes, a Martial King was just a child.
"Eh, it's quite solemn today." Ye Tian ascended Yucheng Temple, only to find that the already bustling temple had become even more solemn. Bright yellow embroidered ribbons hung from the foot of the mountain to the top, covering the entire northern foot of Clear Wind Mountain.
Under his feet was a white carpet that was about three meters wide and reached the top of the mountain. It was like a long white mottled dragon that crawled straight to the top of the mountain as if it was welcoming an important person.
The ringing of the Yucheng Temple's bell was clearly much more rapid and loud. The clashing of the bell caused a trace of nervousness to arise in the bottom of one's heart, as if the bell was in one's heart.
Ye Tian climbed up the mountain and found two familiar faces at the entrance of Yucheng Temple.
"Crown Prince, Second Prince." Ye Tian cupped his hands.
"Stand up." The Crown Prince put on airs and nodded casually, while the Second Prince walked down the steps to Ye Tian's side, intimately pulling him up the steps.
"Humph!" The Crown Prince snorted coldly and turned his head to look in one direction.
He was obviously disgusted by the Second Prince's act of being polite to the wise and not avoiding his close friends.
"Ye Tian, why are you here at Yucheng Temple today? Don't you know that today is the third time Zhixu is trying to break through to the Absolute Saint Realm? On such a day, except for the royal family, Yucheng Temple was under martial law. Even the third generation disciples of the temple and below were not allowed to leave their rooms without permission.”The Second Prince asked enthusiastically.
"Hmm? Absolute Saint Realm!" Ye Tian was surprised.
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