After returning to Xuantian Holy Land, Ye Yang asked Ye Shuge to report on his behalf before returning to Ming Jianfeng.
He took out Ye Qincang's spiritual talisman and called out.
In the next moment, a shadow appeared in front of him.
Before Ye Yang could say anything, Ye Qincang's old voice sounded heroic.
"Good boy, I thought that you would need some time to comprehend the Emperor Dao Royal Heaven Sword Art. Who knew that you would exceed my expectations? As a master, I don't feel any sense of accomplishment at all.”
Ye Qincang looked at the disciple in front of him with a smile on his face, but he felt a little helpless.
It was not a good thing for his disciple to be too heaven-defying.
The sense of accomplishment of being a master was too little.
He was still waiting for this disciple to ask for guidance. Who knew that Ye Yang would comprehend it himself?
This made him feel a little ashamed.
"Master."
Ye Yang shook his head slightly. There was no arrogance in his eyes.
" Changxing understands that it was Master who gave me everything I have now. Otherwise, if I had beaten Li Wuyi to such a state, the old monster of the Heavenly Star Holy Land would not have let me off.”
His voice was very sincere. This was also what he really thought.
Ye Qincang looked at this disciple and was more and more satisfied.
To have supreme talent, one must have a very flexible mind and a grateful heart.
Such a disciple was truly perfect.
"As a master, you should do all these things for you. If you can't even protect your disciples, what's the use of being a master? Don't take this to heart. Changxing, how are you feeling now? Did Qin Xinglan give you any pressure?”
Ye Yang was slightly stunned when he heard this. He then thought about it and realized that Qin Xinglan had temporarily regarded her as an opponent.
"No, I haven't."
Hmm?
Ye Qincang's face changed. He looked at Ye Yang with confusion.
"Changxing, even Qin Xinglan can't give you pressure?”
"Yes, Master. The Star Mist Saintess is talented, even terrifying. However, I can't feel any pressure from her.”
Ye Yang shook his head. He wasn't exaggerating at all.
Qin Xinglan, this young girl was something he cared about, but he did not feel any pressure.
No realm could stop him. Naturally, he could reach the supreme realm.
But Qin Xinglan was different. She would be stuck at a certain realm for a very long time.
It wouldn't be long before Qin Xinglan would only follow in his footsteps. This was his confidence in the system.
this disciple
Ye Qincang sighed.
How confident.
"I've never seen such a terrifying talent like yours. Perhaps you don't know, but I feel that you seem to have comprehended something. The sword intent that is emitting from your body is getting purer and purer.”
Ye Yang was stunned for a moment before he nodded.
"Disciple has comprehended something. I don't know why, but I feel like it has sublimated. The Emperor Dao Royal Heaven Sword Art has countless flaws in my perception.”
" What?!"
Ye Qincang suddenly raised his voice and looked at Ye Yang in shock.
"Wait a minute!"
Ye Yang waited for a moment before Ye Qincang's shadow disappeared.
After a while.
A strange shadow appeared in front of Ye Yang.
"Changxing, can you let this old woman take a look?”
Ye Yang nodded slightly.
The phantom's eyes flashed with a strange light as it scanned Ye Yang from head to toe.
This female ancestor was also a Divine Eye possessor.
" Sword Dao??"
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Dozens of elders stood in the hall of the Mysterious Sky Holy Land. These elders all emitted an inexplicable mysterious aura.
Each of their eyes emitted an indescribable ancient aura.
Ye Yuanqu sat on the Sacred Lord throne and looked at the elders as he spoke softly.
"From now on, the Holy Son of the Mysterious Sky Holy Land will be Ye Yang. Elders, do you have any objections?”
"No!"
All the elders shook their heads. It did not make much of a difference to them whether or not they changed the Holy Son.
Except for the Black Core Division.
"It's good that you have no objections. From now on, Ye Yang is the Holy Son of our Mysterious Sky Holy Land. Elders, what I want to say next is, what do you think of Ye Yang?”
All the elders quieted down and looked at Ye Yuanqu with a puzzled look in their eyes.
In their eyes, Ye Yang could only be considered a young Holy Son. He was indeed outstanding, but
It was very difficult for them to take it to heart.
Ye Yuanqu looked at the expressions of these elders and understood in his heart that they were the kind of people who were optimistic about Ye Yang's future.
Ye Yuanqu smiled as he looked at the elders and continued.
"You all know that Ye Yang's talent is strong, but do you know how strong he is? Do you guys understand sword arts?"
"What?"
All the elders widened their eyes, including the elders of the Black Core Division. They looked at their Sacred Lord in disbelief.
"You're not wrong. It's the kind of talent that is destined to stand at the peak, the legendary talent.”
These elders were all excited at this moment. The longer they lived, the more they understood what kind of talent this was.
"Holy Master, is it true?"
"Absolutely!"
A few days later, Ming Jianfeng.
"Master, why do I feel that many people have changed their attitude towards me? Did you do something?”
Ye Yang looked at Ye Qincang in confusion.
In just a day, he felt that something was obviously wrong.
It seemed that many people in the Mysterious Heavenly Holy Land had changed their attitude towards him.
Even the Black Core Division was the same.
"I didn't do anything. I only told you the truth about your talent.”
Ye Qincang smiled and said to Ye Yang.
"Is it that simple?"
The corner of his mouth twitched slightly. Were these people a little crazy?
"It's that simple. Your talent is enough to make these people willing to take you as their leader. You're now a treasure of the Mysterious Sky Holy Land.”
Ye Yang still didn't know what his talent meant.
He was still a little confused.
He thought that the Black Core Division would give him some trouble if he came back, but who knew?
He still didn't understand the thinking of these natives.
Could one really do whatever they wanted with talent?
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