If the War God had an order, no one could stop him.
Ye Longyuan smiled kindly at Ling Yu Wei, "Hurry up and go."
He actually quite admired this daughter-in-law of his, but unfortunately, this marriage was not something he could decide.
However, there was a trace of uneasiness in Ji Ru Lan's eyes. She had been in this family for more than twenty years, but the things she had said to the War God were not as much as what Ling Yu Wei had said in the past few months.
Ling Yu Wei bid farewell to the few elders and followed Ye Qun to the small courtyard at the back of the mountain.
Although Ling Yu Wei's cultivation wasn't high, during this period of time in the Ye Clan, through her hard work, she had already reached the beginner level of body refinement.
Therefore, it wasn't difficult for her to use her movement technique to climb the mountain and enter the courtyard.
As soon as they arrived at the small courtyard, Ye Qun said, "Miss Ling, please come in. The master is waiting for you inside."
Ling Yu Wei nodded gratefully to Ye Qun, then took a deep breath and walked into the study.
She had an inexplicable feeling in her heart. Today, the War God had come to find her, but it was different from any other time in the past.
When he entered the study, Ling Yu Wei discovered that Ye Wuya was tidying up some bottles and jars of seasonings.
He put the seasonings into a cloth bag, as if he was packing his backpack.
"Grandpa War God, are you going out?" Ling Yu Wei asked curiously.
Ye Wuya raised his head and chuckled, "That's right …" I'm leaving. "
"Gone?" Ling Yu Wei felt strange when she heard this, "Are you going somewhere far away?"
Ye Wuya nodded, "Yes, very far, very far …"
"Then when will you be back?" Ling Yu Wei asked.
Ye Wuya thought for a moment, then said, "I'm not sure either, maybe I won't be coming back …"
"Huh!?" Ling Yu Wei was shocked, "Grandpa War God, are you joking?"
Ye Wuya packed up the cloth bag and slowly walked to a bookshelf.
In the War God's study, the bookshelves were filled with condiments and dry food. There were only a few books, and it was impossible to tell where they came from.
Ye Wuya picked up the old books, turned around, and walked in front of Ling Yu Wei, handing them over to the girl.
"Take it," Ye Wuya said.
Ling Yu Wei curiously took it, "What is this?"
Ye Wuya said, "Child, you are willing to learn how to cook from me, willing to kill chickens, willing to scrape fish scales, and willing to pour dung on the ground.
Therefore, I intend to impart some of what I have learned in my life to you. As for whether you are willing to learn and how much you can learn, that will depend on your own luck.
These books were all personally written by me, and there's only one of them in this world. Since you've been ordered around by me for so many months, it's not a bad idea to keep them as a souvenir. "
Ling Yu Wei had a complicated expression on his face. What did he mean by 'true disciple'? Could it be that these books were all "recipes"?
Otherwise, she had not learned any martial arts from the Martial God, so there was no need for him to give her a cultivation technique or a secret manual.
With her strength, she could not understand the Martial God's martial arts realm at all.
Ling Yu Wei could not help but casually open the first book on it …
When she glanced at the contents, her eyes immediately emitted a strange glow!
"This … this is … a strange spell!?"
Back then, in the vegetable garden, she had seen with her own eyes that the War God had used vegetables to set up a formation and draw the power of heaven and earth to directly resist Ji Pengchun's dragon breath!
This kind of superb formation had only been heard of in legends. Ling Yu Wei was deeply shocked, she never thought that there would actually be such a thing in this world!
These days, she had been working hard to learn all sorts of seemingly meaningless things from the Martial God, all in order to try and learn some strange techniques.
Now, the War God was actually going to teach her all of his strange techniques. How could Ling Yu Wei not be pleasantly surprised and terrified?
"Heh heh …" Ye Wuya said with a smile, "After I leave, this courtyard, this study, will be yours."
Ling Yu Wei was stunned. This was clearly arranging for "future matters"! Could it be that the War God was really going to leave the Ye Clan forever?
"Grandpa War God, where are you going? The Ye Clan cannot do without you!
Right now, everyone in the world is currying favor with the Ye Clan, but if you are not here, the Ye Clan will become the target of public criticism! "Ling Yu Wei said anxiously. leaf
Wuya said indifferently, "If it's destroyed, then so be it. These little bastards can't always rely on an old man like me, can they?"
"That's what you say, but where are you going? Could it be that something big is about to happen? Or is there some strong enemy? "Ling Yu Wei was also thinking a lot.
If the Ye Clan lost the War God, or rather, if China lost the War God, she didn't even dare to imagine what would happen!
Over the past few hundred years, everyone had gotten used to having a War God overseeing the situation. Suddenly, the War God was gone. Smoke rose from all directions, and a group of heroes fought for supremacy. That was inevitable!
And the power of the Apocalypse King overseas. Without the War God, who could contend against the Apocalypse Shakyamuni?
Ye Wuya did not reply. Instead, he took the cloth bag and walked out of the study.
Ye Qun was already standing there, waiting respectfully with a smile on his face.
"Girl... If there is a chance, we will meet again in the future …"
The voice of the War God gradually became ethereal.
Ling Yu Wei's vision became blurry. In a trance, it was as if the courtyard in front of her had become hazy.
Then, Ye Wuya, Ye Qun, all disappeared …
White snow fluttered, the courtyard was quiet, and the wind blew past. The girl was the only one left, holding a book in her hand, lost in thought.
… ….
Hua Hai, Egret County Villa.
Dressed in a black suit, Zhou Hua Yang, who was rather dashing, leisurely sat on the sofa, looking very imposing.
After Su Qingxue returned to Hua Hai, the first thing she did was, the people from the Zhou family came looking for her.
Aunt Jiang and Ji Xianqing didn't have the guts to talk to these clansmen.
And Zhou Xinjiang was a small clan member under the Zhou family. Facing these elders of the same clan, he didn't dare to show the slightest bit of disrespect.
The Zhou family's goal was the same as in the past, which was to ask Su Qingxue to merge the Ghost Valley back into the Xuanming Tribe and listen to the arrangements of the clan's elders.
Originally, when Ye Fan was at home, after Zhou Hua Yang made a request, he suffered a loss and could only return to the clan to make a long-term plan.
But now, Ye Fan had been missing for more than two months. After many investigations, they confirmed that even INFERNO was threatened. After Ye Fan did not appear, they concluded that Ye Fan was either dead or crippled!
The clan already had enough resources, so they wouldn't be afraid of Ye Fan alone. Now that Ye Fan wasn't here, they were naturally even more fearless!
This was the second time that Zhou Hua Yang had brought someone to their doorstep.
"Qingxue, it seems like you haven't had much rest these past few days. Your eyes are still bloodshot." Zhou Hua Yang had a concerned look on his face, but it was hard to hide the pride in his eyes.
Su Qingxue's face was somewhat haggard. Although the entire Ghost Valley supported her, it was precisely because of this support and trust that she wasn't willing to give the Ghost Valley away so easily.
However, in front of absolute power, Su Qingxue felt that she had fallen into a trap.
If she was given a few years, she might be able to come up with some ideas. However, Zhou obviously wouldn't give her the chance to recuperate and increase her strength.
Seeing that Su Qingxue didn't say anything, Zhou Hua Yang wasn't surprised. He grinned and said, "How is it? After thinking about it for a week, you should have come to a conclusion. Come back … Returning to the clan is good for you and for everyone … What's wrong with going home? Right? Uncle Xin Jiang?
"As he spoke, Zhou Hua Yang looked at Zhou Xinjiang with a smile on his face.
Zhou Xinjiang smiled bitterly, not daring to express any opinions. He looked at his granddaughter anxiously, his hands on his thighs, trembling.
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