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Chapter 9

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This discovery made Ye Kong extremely shocked, even more so than when he arrived at Cangnan Continent. He could not imagine how the book would appear in his head. If he could put a few more books in, wouldn't he be able to cheat?!

But it was a pity that this continent did not require college entrance examinations. Furthermore, this book was coincidentally placed in his head, other books would never be able to enter.

What made Ye Kong even more pleasantly surprised was that on the page of the book, there were four large words glittering in gold that were exceptionally clear, "Talisman Encyclopedia". At the bottom of the cover, there was a row of small words, "Longhu Immortal".

Originally, Ye Kong thought that this book was originally placed in an idiot's head, but now it seemed that this was not the case. It seemed that this Longhu Immortal must be related to the Longhu Fortune Telling Hall.

It seemed that this Miss Zhao had given him something useful when she sent him to this world.

When Ye Kong saw this book, he immediately became excited. Even if he was an idiot, he would also understand that if this book could enter his brain, then this talisman book would definitely not be an ordinary item. It might even be his life-saving straw that would allow him to gain a foothold in the other world and run amok in Cang Nan.

He could not wait to open the book and take a look. What kind of talismans were recorded in this book, and whether any of them would be useful to him.

But very soon, he could not be happy, because he realized that he could not open the book.

He was now a ball of light without any limbs, but this did not affect him from flipping the book. As long as he willed it, the cover of the book would lift up.

However, he discovered that this page was as heavy as a thousand catties. No matter how much strength he exerted, the green book cover that was suffused with golden light could only lift up a small corner of the page. Soon after, it fell back down again without any resistance.

"Motherf * cker! I don't believe that I can't flip a page of your book! "

But this was not the time to be angry. No matter how hard Ye Kong tried to flip the pages, the book would not open. Furthermore, the movement of the pages was getting smaller and smaller, until it finally stopped moving.

"Not good!" At this moment, Ye Kong suddenly felt a little dizzy. His vision started to blur, as though his entire body was empty.

"Caw, caw, caw!" The night passed. Early in the morning, the sky was just beginning to brighten. The rooster in Cangnan Continent finally rang on time, just like on Earth.

"Ga!" Ye Kong's small body collapsed on the bed. His eyes were closed, his lips were pale, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead from behind his ears onto the porcelain pillow.

Little did he know that the rooster had already saved his life. The most serious injury to the human body was the injury to one's divine sense and soul. Although he had swallowed that fool's soul and his soul was much stronger than his peers, he had severely overdrawn his soul power just now and was already at the end of his rope. If it wasn't for the rooster's cry that woke him up, he was afraid that if his soul didn't scatter, he would have become a completely new vegetable.

Although he had luckily escaped with his life, he did not feel good at the moment.

Weak, extremely weak.

He felt that his entire body was numb and he couldn't muster any strength. Even if he opened his eyes, he wouldn't have the strength to do so. Even with his eyes closed, he could still feel the emptiness in front of him. All the thoughts in his mind and consciousness had also come to a standstill. All the pursuits, joys and sorrows, love and hate, had all disappeared into thin air.

The sun shone lightly, and the blue sky stretched for thousands of miles. Another day had arrived.

The weather in Nanzhou had always been extremely suitable for crops and human habitation. If it weren't for the fact that it was close to the wilderness and bordering the barbarians, it would have been more prosperous.

Nancheng was the capital of Nanzhou. It was also the most prosperous and lively city in the eight states of the An Kingdom. Of course, Andu City, the capital of the An Kingdom was excluded.

Although the prosperity of Nancheng was politely said to come from the construction of the people from all over the world, in fact, everyone knew in their hearts that it was inseparable from the credit of Ye Haoran, the highest officer in Nanzhou. If it weren't for General Ye leading the troops to repel the barbarians' harassment again and again, how could there be the current prosperity? It should be known that more than ten years ago, this was already a barren land.

Ye Haoran's position as a general was all due to his outstanding achievements. When he was young, he had made great contributions. Even the current Emperor's ascension to the throne was largely due to his military strength.

However, after the Emperor ascended to the throne, he was worried that his achievements would overshadow the Emperor's, so he was sent to guard the border. Ye Haoran was also happy to leave the political center and lead a group of soldiers to fight for the world, becoming a free and unfettered general with a peace of mind.

However, even though the barbarians were scattered, they were not so peaceful. Hundreds of miles away from Nancheng, the Ye family's army was stationed, and Ye Haoran's eldest son, Ye Wei, was guarding there.

But this morning, Ye Wei came back early.

In front of the reception hall, Ye Haoran, who had just finished his morning exercise, put down his broadsword and took the towel from Ye Wei to wipe his hands. He asked, "Wei 'er, you should be in the army now. Why are you back?"

Ye Wei said, "I came back for two things. One is that there is some news from the army. The barbarians have gone through ten years of hard work and their strength has recovered. Recently, there has been an ambitious Great Khan Chaha. I think we will have to fight him sooner or later. If we don't act soon, he will unify the barbarian tribes in less than ten years. I'm afraid we won't be his match then."

Ye Haoran thought for a moment and said, "This matter is not urgent. Wait until I report to His Majesty. What about the second thing?"

"Oh, the second thing is that I heard recently that Immortal Wan Xuan …"

"Let's talk in the study." Ye Haoran quickly interrupted.

Military matters could be discussed in the reception hall, but this second matter had to be discussed in the study. It was obvious that it was a secret.

Back office, study.

"Father, will Immortal Wan Xuan covet our family heirloom and not want to return it?" Ye Wei said very carefully.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Ye Haoran roared. He looked around and scolded in a low voice, "Be careful what you say. Immortal Wan Xuan is an immortal, and not just any immortal. He is a Foundation Establishment cultivator with great magical powers. He can hear our conversation from a thousand miles away!"

A thousand miles away. Ye Wei was a little surprised, but then he said in a suspicious tone, "What does Foundation Establishment mean? From the words, it's just building a foundation. It shouldn't be that powerful, right? "

"Impudent! How dare you discuss the matters of Immortals? No matter how strong his foundation is, he is not someone mortals like us can fight against! " Ye Haoran reprimanded his son again and continued explaining, "I heard from Perfected Wan Xuan that only one out of ten thousand ordinary people would have the potential to become an immortal. And out of a thousand people with the potential to become an immortal, only two or three Foundation Establishment Immortal Masters would appear. Do the math, this probability is one in a million. How can it not be impressive?"

Ye Wei could not help but be moved. He nodded and said, "No wonder there are so few immortals."

Perhaps lamenting that he had no chance of becoming an immortal, Ye Haoran let out a long sigh and leaned against the back of the red sandalwood chair. He said slowly to himself, "I hope that Immortal Wan Xuan can understand the secret of our Ye family's treasure. It's not a big deal even if we give it to him."

Ye Wei stood up in shock and hurriedly advised, "Father, this is a treasure that has been passed down in our Ye family for many generations. It has been kept for hundreds of years. How can we give it to someone else for nothing!"

"What's the use of keeping it for hundreds of years? It's worthless to us! It will attract disaster! " Ye Haoran glared at his son and said, "If Immortal Wan Xuan is willing to accept it, then he will owe our Ye family a favor. He will definitely guarantee our Ye family a hundred years of peace. Do you understand?"

Ye Wei was not stupid and immediately thought of something. He sat back in his chair and sighed, "Our Ye family has no intention of fighting for power. The emperor … sigh, to think that we had an army to help him ascend the throne."

Ye Haoran laughed, "Do you really think the emperor ascended the throne because I, Ye Haoran, had an army to support him? You're wrong! "

Ye Wei had always thought the same as the citizens of Southern City. He thought that the emperor could become the emperor because of General Ye Haoran. Now that he heard his father say otherwise, he found it hard to believe.

"I'll tell you!" Ye Haoran's voice became softer and softer. He whispered into his son's ear, "In the current Cang Nan continent, which country's royal family doesn't have an immortal cultivation sect standing behind them? Actually, the emperor is just the representative of these immortals in the mortal world! An immortal's words are more effective than a million soldiers! "

This was the first time Ye Wei had heard of this. He gaped in shock, "If that's the case, then wouldn't the emperor be the same?"

"No." Ye Haoran shook his head. "He's not an immortal. He just represents the interests of the immortals."

Ye Wei really let out a long sigh this time. He was filled with unease about the future. Originally, he thought that as long as he firmly controlled the army in the south, the emperor wouldn't dare to touch the Ye family. Now, it seemed like the emperor could mobilize immortals and kill anyone in the Ye family at any time.

Ye Haoran saw his son's dispirited expression and comforted him, "You don't have to be too nervous. Immortals don't care about us mortals. Unless it's absolutely necessary, we won't help His Majesty."

Ye Wei thought for a moment, then raised his head and said, "Then what if we also rely on an immortal cultivation sect?"

These words reached Ye Haoran's heart. He chuckled and said, "That's why I hope that Daoist Master Wan Xuan can owe our Ye family a favor. You have to know that you can't rely on an immortal cultivation sect just because you want to. Although the Wan family isn't as big as the sect behind His Majesty, it's still not a small immortal cultivation family. If we can establish a relationship …"

Ye Haoran narrowed his eyes. It was clear that he was already fantasizing.

But Ye Wei spoiled the mood and said, "But what if Daoist Master Wan Xuan can't comprehend it? You have to know that our Ye family has had this thing for hundreds of years. Countless ancestors have tried to research the secret of cultivating to immortality from it, but they all returned empty-handed. "

Ye Haoran was also dispirited by his words. He sighed and said, "Then there's no other way. But I still have a backup plan."

"Oh?" Ye Wei's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Father, I don't know about the backup plan you mentioned earlier …" Ye Wei asked carefully. Actually, he also heard the news. Otherwise, why would he rush back from the border camp overnight?

Ye Haoran took a sip of tea and kept his father in suspense. Then he said proudly, "I've thought about it long ago. It's better to rely on ourselves than others. Even if Daoist Master Wan Xuan is willing to protect the Ye family, it's not very convenient. What if our Ye family … has an immortal cultivator of our own …"

Ye Wei continued, "Then His Majesty would at least have to think twice before acting against us."

"That's right!" Ye Haoran slapped the table and said with a smile, "Five years ago, when Daoist Master Ye Xuan came to our home to borrow the treasured book, I already wanted to ask him to accept the two Ye family descendants as his disciples. But to make such a request when we just met would definitely make Daoist unhappy, so I didn't say it out loud. Now that Daoist has come, regardless of whether the treasured book is helpful to him or not, I have to take this opportunity to request to be his disciple. "

Ye Wei also smiled when he heard this. He asked embarrassedly, "My son is just four years old. I wonder if Daoist Master Wan Xuan can accept him? This age is a good age to start learning martial arts. "

Ye Haoran immediately understood the main reason why his son hurried back. He pointed at his son and said with a smile, "Isn't your son my grandson? Would I not consider it for him? But the path of immortal cultivation is different from learning martial arts. It's not that the younger the better. Even an eighty year old man can achieve immortality. I've heard that it takes at least eight years to see if this child has the aptitude for immortal cultivation. "

"Ah, so it's like that." Ye Wei was greatly disappointed.

Ye Haoran also sighed and said, "The last time Daoist came to borrow books, I didn't mention the matter of accepting disciples because of this reason. At that time, only nine children reached eight years old. It's different now. Including you, This Old Man has thirty-two sons and daughters that are over eight years old. I think … there must be one or two who have the aptitude for immortal cultivation."

The disappointed Ye Wei's eyes lit up with hope again. "Father, does this mean that I also have hope?"

"Of course. As long as you have the aptitude for immortal cultivation, even I have to become Daoist Master Wan Xuan's disciple."

The temptation of the Immortal Dao was huge for mortals. Ye Wei also became happy and said with a smile, "It's best if everyone in our Ye Family can cultivate to immortality. Haha, we can enjoy eternal life."

Ye Haoran was very happy. He actually joked with his son. "Then wouldn't I become your senior brother?"

"Haha."

They had a good idea, but they forgot what they said earlier. Immortal cultivation aptitude is one in ten thousand. How could there be so many people suitable for cultivation? There were only a few dozen people in the Ye Family in two generations. If one of them had the aptitude for immortal cultivation, the chance was very small. Moreover, aptitude could be divided into good and bad.

The two chatted for a while. Ye Haoran suddenly said, "Oh, go and visit Eighth Brother. Recently, his mind has suddenly become clear. He even has some good ideas. I don't understand this no matter how I think about it."

"Eighth Brother has recovered?" Ye Wei was a little surprised. Then he said, "This is a good thing. We should inform the entire residence and reward him," Ye Wei said.

Hearing Ye Wei say this, Ye Haoran was about to nod. However, he suddenly thought of Ye Kong's ugly mother. He waved his hand and said, "There's no rush. I'm asking you why he suddenly recovered."

Ye Wei was stunned. If he recovered, then he recovered. He should be happy. Why did he have to ask why he recovered?

Ye Wei didn't dare to say it directly. He thought and said, "In the past, Eighth Brother couldn't be said to be completely stupid. He was just a little muddled. Now that he's older, he's enlightened and understands things. It's normal."

"It's not that simple." Ye Haoran shook his head and said, "If it's as you said, he's enlightened. At most, he's just a little sensible. But you don't know. He's very smart now. His personality has changed … Sigh. You'll know when you see it."

Ye Wei scratched his head and said, "I heard that there's only a thin line between a genius and an idiot. Many geniuses are idiots in their daily lives. I think Eighth Brother went from an idiot to a genius overnight. Great wisdom may appear to be stupidity."

Needless to say, it was different to have someone speak up for him. Ye Haoran felt that it made sense. He put aside his guesses and said with a smile, "I was wondering if he was pretending to be stupid in the past. Now, it seems that what you said is more likely."

Ye Wei also smiled and said, "Actually, I also thought about the possibility of pretending to be stupid. It's just that it doesn't benefit him at all, so I rejected the idea."

Ye Haoran thought the same. He didn't think too much about it. He nodded and said, "Then go. If you find anything wrong, come back and tell me."

Ye Wei nodded and left the study. He went straight to the outer courtyard to see Ye Kong. What he didn't expect was that Ye Kong was actually sick. Looking at the seriously ill Ye Kong, Ye Wei didn't say anything and left first.

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