MTL - Star Martial God Technique-Chapter 255 明悟

Chapter 255 Mingwu

Xu’s dean is also a bit confused. Although he does not often come to the Royal Academy, he is very familiar with the Royal Academy. It’s just that the Royal Academy has come so many times. He doesn’t even know that there is such a hidden thing in the Royal Academy. Old man.

What is the identity of this old man?

Under the guidance of Hu Yanzhuo and Xiao Zhuoyu, Ye Xinghe and others entered an open courtyard.

There are carved bridges and bridges, and the bridges are beautiful and the scenery is beautiful. The garden is full of prosperity and competition.

Going along a small road, behind the heavy rockery, there is a clear small lake. There are several pavilions in the center of the lake. In one of the pavilions, an old man is drinking a glass of wine.

This old man is in a ragged way. It’s better than a squat, just like a pool of mud, lying there. There are scattered pieces of various jars in the pavilion, and I don’t know how much wine the old man has drunk.

"Good wine and good wine!" The old man said with a drunken voice, "Big and sacred, it is holy. St. is not known, it is called God. It is not for the sake of Dan, the path of the Tao is the source, the refining of the gods Virtual, knowing the world, knowing the world clearly!... Spring is coming to spring, flowers are blooming, and thousands of years are finally empty. Heroes of all ages are made of earth, and God reads the world forever..."

The embarrassment that the old man said, like poetry and poetry, sings and sings, and hears everyone in the clouds.

At this moment, Ye Xinghe stood behind the crowd and stood still, staring at the old man in front, only to think that this old man was integrated with the heavens and the earth.

Others don't know what these sentences mean, but Ye Xinghe clearly knows that these sentences are all the laws of the Star Wars, but they are just some of them, more than the Star Wars they have cultivated. More advanced.

Ye Xinghe listened while thinking, as if in the depths of his heart, a window was slowly opening.

The world, the stars, everything, everything seems to be constantly growing around.

Ye Xinghe is in a wonderful feeling. At this moment, he deeply senses everything around him. It seems that everything around him has life. Ye Xinghe seems to hear the breath of vegetation. It seems as if the stone trees and the heavens and the earth are connected.

"Xinghe, this is the old man I said..." Hu Yanzhu said with a smile, he looked back at Ye Xinghe, but saw Ye Xinghe quietly standing there, as if entering a state of wonder The surrounding air engines are all affected by the Ye Xing River.

Hu Yanzhuo is considered to be well-informed. Of course, he can see that Ye Xinghe is in the process of enlightenment.

The talent of Ye Xinghe is really too strong. I haven’t seen it in a short time. The cultivation of Ye Xinghe has been upgraded to the late stage of Yae Heaven, and the comprehension ability of the martial arts has reached an extremely amazing degree.

It’s so depressed in Hu Yan’s heart. He and Xiao Zhuo have come here many times. Listening to the white beard’s old man singing these strange words has been many times, but nothing has been realized, and Ye Xinghe just came once, Produced a clear understanding.

Is this the gap between mortal and genius? Hu Yanzhuo could not help but smile.

Xu’s dean is also shocked. Ye Xinghe is undoubtedly the most talented disciple he has ever seen. He said that although he is the master of Ye Xinghe, he has hardly taught Ye Xinghe something because of many things. He had no time to teach Ye Xinghe, Ye Xinghe had already mastered it, and it was even better than the others who were taught.

Although he did not know what the old man sang, but when Ye Xinghe came in, it produced a clear understanding. For Ye Xinghe, it is probably a great creation.

Xia Yu Ning is also slightly condensing eyebrows. She is like other people. She didn’t hear why. Sometimes, her heart always has a strong sense of crisis. Ye Xinghe’s cultivation is constantly improving, which makes her have a kind of The feeling of being unable to catch up.

Maybe, one day, she will never catch up with Ye Xinghe’s footsteps?

Ye Xinghe has his eyes closed, and he seems to have sensed the heavens and the stars, the endless stars, the heart completely emptied, and all the things around him are integrated.

At this moment, the surrounding air and space are all spurred by the Ye Xing River. Ye Xinghe is standing there, and I don’t know how long it has been. It seems that hundreds of millions of years have passed by.

Ye Xinghe feels his own cultivation, and with great progress, he has reached the realm of the Eight Heavens Peak, and is only one step away from Jiuzhongtian.

It’s absolutely rare that a person’s cultivation can reach such an amazing degree in a short period of time. It may not be able to win one in a thousand years.

What seems to be felt, the old man who is drinking has suddenly opened his eyes, and the turbid eyelid suddenly shot a fine light, but this glimmer of light is fleeting, no one can detect it.

After about ten minutes, Ye Xinghe opened his eyes and found that everyone around him looked at himself.

"What's wrong?" Ye Xinghe couldn't help but wonder, just that he heard the old man's singer's singer, and he became enlightened and entered a state of near faintness.

"Nothing." Hu Yanzhuo could not help but smile a bit, and his heart was full of emotions.

Xia Yuning is a smile, looks a bit self-satisfied, the man she chooses, of course, is not the same as ordinary people.

Deputy Xu is also happy for Ye Xinghe. Anyway, receiving a disciple of Ye Xinghe is still very proud of him.

Under the guidance of Hu Yanzhuo and Xiao Zhuoyu, they reached the middle of the pavilion.

On the way, Hu Yanzhuo and Xiao Zhuoyu talked about a lot of this old man's temper. The old man's temper is very weird. When the outsiders come to visit, the old man will immediately anger and rush, only Hu Yanzhuo and Xiao Zhuoyu are in The old man will look calm and peaceful.

"White-bearded grandfather, let's see you!" Xiao Zhuo looked at the white-bearded old man with a smile.

"Yeah." The white-bearded old man opened his eyes and glanced at the crowd, and he continued to take out the wine jar and drank it.

In the eyes of others, he is just an ordinary old man who is drinking alcohol. There is no fluctuation in strength. He is wearing a shackle, it is no different from a meal, no temperament.

Ye Xinghe vaguely has a feeling that this old man's body gives a horrible oppressive atmosphere. In front of him, Ye Xinghe feels that he is so small. The body of this old man, although he could not sense any trace of breath, gave him an unfathomable feeling.

" Father, I and Xiao Zhuo came to see you, and brought some people, these are my friends!" Hu Yanzhuo squatted beside the old man, smiling.