The storm calmed down, and the news of what had happened in the Realm Palace spread. After the events of the past, the Realm Palace was still standing, and even more powerful. Many people vaguely guessed some things.
But the people involved were silent, and no one mentioned it. The Sky River Great Elder did not care about the outside world, as if he had suffered a great blow. Gradually, no one speculated about those things anymore. Moreover, because the Sky River Great Elder did not care about worldly affairs, the Realm Palace was the invincible overlord of the Tianhe Realm.
But now, the majesty of the Realm Palace was being questioned, and Qi Xuangang's questioning voice still lingered in people's ears. The Realm Palace had completely betrayed the Sky River Great Elder, using extremely despicable means. On the surface, they were allies with the Sky River Great Elder, but behind his back, they cooperated with the Shen clan to wipe out the Sky River Great Elder's people.
Duan Qing deserved to die. Although he had done it for the benefit of his family, what about those who had died in vain?
Even if they knew that the Realm Palace was despicable, the Realm Palace now stood at the top of the Tianhe Realm, and no one dared to say anything.
Presumably, the Realm Palace had always been afraid of the existence of the Sky River Great Elder.
This time, the Realm Palace could do nothing about Duan Qing's death.
As time went on, the number of people talking about this gradually decreased. Ye Futian had been cultivating on the mountain.
The Deed of Thorough Comprehension contained the will of the five elements and eight trigrams, and it had many mysteries. It could even be used to cultivate matrixes. For Ye Futian, who was skilled in many ways, he was indeed very suitable to cultivate the Deed of Thorough Comprehension.
Moreover, the Deed of Thorough Comprehension was in line with the Great Path of heaven and earth. Just as the people of the Tianhe Realm wanted to become the Sky River Great Elder's disciple, it could bring people closer to forging the soul of the Way and breaking through to the Renhuang realm.
As he cultivated day by day, Ye Futian's understanding of heaven and earth became stronger and stronger. He faintly felt that it would not be long before he reached that level. His spiritual soul would be integrated into the Great Path of heaven and earth, and he would be one with the Way.
It was a kind of sublimation. So although it seemed to be only a step away, it was very difficult to cross.
The 10,034th year of the Divine Prefecture Calendar was coming to an end. Ye Futian had been here for almost a year. It began to snow in Tianhe City, and it continued for many days. The vast white snow covered Tianhe City, and it was beautiful.
The mountain where Ye Futian was also turned into a snowy mountain. The world was vast, and it was even more ethereal.
On top of a snowy mountain, an old man was teaching a woman how to cultivate. Both of them were very serious.
The two of them were naturally Sky River Great Elder and Xu Ping 'an. Xu Ping' an had made rapid progress in her cultivation under the guidance of Sky River Great Elder. Her talent was very outstanding. After all, the blood of the number one Sword Emperor of Tianhe Realm flowed in her body, so she was naturally suited for swordsmanship.
Xu Ping 'an practiced swordsmanship in the snow, and the Sky River Great Elder watched quietly. Gradually, he looked up into the sky and murmured, "It will be another 50 years soon."
"Grandmaster, what fifty years?" A voice came from behind the Sky River Great Elder. A white-haired figure came through the snow, leaving footprints on the mountain. His whole body was white, as if he had melted into the snow. Only his eyes were still deep.
Ye Futian walked to the side of Sky River Great Elder and watched Xu Ping 'an practice swordsmanship together.
"How is your cultivation?" Sky River Great Elder did not respond to him, but asked.
"It shouldn't take too long," Ye Futian said. He had a feeling that he was not far from enlightenment.
"Well, if you have an epiphany, don't be in a hurry to break through. Don't enter the Renhuang Plane for now," said the Sky River Great Elder.
"Why?" Ye Futian showed a puzzled look. What did this mean?
He wanted him to break through to the Renhuang Plane, but he was not allowed to do so.
"Didn't you ask about 50 years? Something will happen next year," Sky River Great Elder said.
Ye Futian thought for a moment, then nodded and did not ask any more questions.
"Futian, how old are you?" Sky River Great Elder suddenly asked curiously.
"This year, I am already 50," Ye Futian said.
"Exactly 50?" Sky River Great Elder asked.
"Yes." Ye Futian nodded. Before he knew it, he was already 50. For ordinary people, 50 was already an old man.
"What a coincidence." Sky River Great Elder smiled and did not say much.
"Coincidence?"
Ye Futian did not know what Sky River Great Elder was referring to. Sky River Great Elder did not continue, and he did not ask.
Ye Futian also sat down on the snow next to Sky River Great Elder, watching Ping 'an practice swordsmanship in front of him.
Although Ping 'an was also in the Noble Plane, in Ye Futian's eyes, she was still like a young girl. This was probably a change in his state of mind. In the past, he had seen Nobles as unattainable, as emperors of small countries.
Now, when he looked at Nobles, they were already people of the younger generation. This feeling was not clear, but it happened naturally.
In reality, Ye Futian was only 50 years old. In the past, many Nobles were far older than him.
This was a change in his state of mind. Although he was only 50 years old, his experience was far more than that of his peers, and even more wonderful than that of many people who were hundreds of years old.
Fifty years of cultivation, from the smallest mortal world, he had walked step by step to the peak of the 3,000 Realms of the Great Path, the Supreme Realm. Every step was especially steady, and he had experienced a lot. His state of mind was probably comparable to that of an old man who was hundreds of years old.
"Stay here and watch Ping 'an cultivate," Sky River Great Elder said, then stood up and left, leaving Ye Futian there.
Ye Futian nodded lightly. His eyes were still on Ping 'an, watching her practice. His gaze was gentle, as if he was looking at his own junior. Ping' an was indeed his junior. He also knew that his master felt guilty towards Ping 'an's family. Back then, Ping' an was the only one with the bloodline of the number one Sword Emperor in the Tianhe Realm.
Snowflakes danced in the sky. Although the sword Qi had a murderous intent, Ye Futian still felt a sense of beauty. Practicing in the snow, snowflakes flew and shattered under the sword. As Ye Futian watched, he actually fell into a distant memory.
He thought of things when he was young. The snowflakes seemed to pull his thoughts back to decades ago, when he was still a teenager and cultivated in Qingzhou Academy. There, there was Yu Sheng, Jieyu, Senior Sister Qin Yi, and his master Hua Fengliu.
That time had been very difficult, but now that he thought about it, it seemed very beautiful.
He thought of Donghai City, the Cangye Kingdom, the Eastern Barren Territory, Book Mountain, and the Cottage.
Yi Xiang, Emperor Ye, his master Mr. Du, his senior brothers and sisters. All of them flashed through his mind, forming scenes of memories. These memories were imprinted in his mind and had never faded. Now that he thought about it, it was as if it had happened just yesterday. It was so beautiful.
Right now, Ye Futian was very relaxed. He had never been so relaxed before. Ever since he entered the Supreme World, he had never been like this because he had a lot on his shoulders and had experienced a lot. In this year, he had even seen his master being taken away. One could imagine what kind of imprint it had left in his heart.
Although he was silent at that time, only he knew how he felt inside.
The wind blew and snowflakes fell on Ye Futian. He was still watching Ping 'an practice. It seemed to be in front of him, but also very blurry.
Gradually, Ping 'an's figure seemed to get further and further away. She was no longer in front of him. His consciousness seemed to float to a faraway place. It was as if he was no longer where he was, but above the sky.
His consciousness transformed into the wind and snowflakes, fluttering in the air. Not only did he see peace, he also saw the entire snowy mountain range. After that, he saw the boundless White Snow Mountain Range. Everything was within his vision.
The snow fell heavier and heavier. The falling snowflakes were like goose feathers. After a long time, the sword finally stopped. The sword will dissipated and Ping 'an stopped cultivating. Before, because of the sword qi, the snowflakes could not stay on her body. But after the sword stopped, the snow also fell on her.
Ping 'an reached out and a snowflake landed on her palm. A bright smile appeared on her face. It was extremely beautiful. It was a pure beauty, like a flawless jade.
"Uncle, what's wrong?"
Ping 'an looked forward with confusion. She saw that Ye Futian was completely covered in snow. He sat there quietly like a snowman. His breathing was even. Other than the heat from his breath that would melt the snowflakes, the rest of his body was covered in snow.
Seeing that she had stopped cultivating and Ye Futian still did not react, Ping 'an could not help but have a strange expression. Could it be that Uncle was also cultivating?
Thinking of this, Ping 'an did not disturb Ye Futian. She was worried that she would interrupt his cultivation.
At that moment, a gust of wind blew on the snow mountain. As the wind blew, the snowflakes danced in the sky. The snow on Ye Futian also danced with the wind and left his body.
When the wind blew on Ping 'an, her body trembled slightly. It was as if she felt something but could not grasp it. It was a very strange feeling.
"What is this?"
Ping 'an murmured. The wind blew and Ye Futian opened his eyes. He stood up and smiled.
"Uncle, you're awake," Ping 'an said.
"Yeah." Ye Futian nodded and said, "Ping 'an, I've also cultivated in swordsmanship. I'll show you some of my understanding of swordsmanship. Maybe it will help you."
"Okay." Ping 'an nodded slightly. Was Uncle going to teach her swordsmanship?
Uncle had taught her some in the past, but he had not taught her like this.
At that moment, Ye Futian's eyes became extremely bright. There seemed to be sword will circling around them.
"Don't resist," Ye Futian said. He looked at Ping 'an. Then, Ping' an felt his divine will directly enter her mind. She saw a sword, and then she saw countless swords. The swords of the Great Path. Each sword seemed to contain the essence of the Great Path.
In an instant, her mind seemed to be wrapped up by swords. In the whole world, there was only swords left. She had entered the world of swords.
Ye Futian quickly retracted his gaze, and his eyes returned to calmness. All his understanding of swordsmanship over the years had been directly imprinted into Ping 'an's mind in a unique way. How to cultivate swordsmanship depended on how Ping' an walked.
Ye Futian turned around and walked away, stepping on the white snow. The snowflakes were still falling, falling on him.
Ping 'an was still standing there, as if she had fallen into a state of stillness. The sword will on her body flowed ceaselessly. After a long time, the sword qi rose. Xu Ping had broken through to the next level!
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