On the coast of the East Sea.
Night.
On the roof of the ship, Ye Fan, dressed in white, stood with his hands behind his back as he looked up at the vast starry sky.
Today was the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar. The full moon hung high in the sky above Ye Kong, shining brightly.
The clear and cold moonlight shone on the calm surface of the sea, creating ripples of light.
Baihu, with a tuft of red hair on her forehead, lay quietly at Ye Fan's feet and looked up at Ye Fan from time to time.
Whoosh … Whoosh … The gentle waves gently hit the side of the ship, creating a pleasant rustling sound.
A gentle breeze blew, and Ye Fan's silver hair fluttered gently.
During this period of time after returning from Flaming Dragon Town, he gathered his Qi and meditated during the day, practicing the method of alchemy that Cui Ziwen had taught him. At night, he admired the moon on the top of the ship, comprehending the words that Ye Ming had told him.
When Ye Ming asked him to admire the moon more, he obeyed and looked at the Ming Yue every night until late at night.
However, after so many days, he still could not understand the mystery behind Ye Ming's words.
The moon was still the moon, and he was still himself.
Everything was the same as before.
However, even so, Ye Fan still believed in Ye Ming's words.
He knew that what Ye Ming said was a heavenly secret. He could not say it aloud and could only comprehend it.
As for when he could comprehend the mystery, it would depend on his own luck.
Thinking of his current progress, Ye Fan's expression became serious.
He already knew the specific location of two of the nine divine cauldrons.
This was originally a good thing, but Ye Fan could not feel happy.
The biggest problem he faced now was not finding the cauldrons, but his own strength.
Without the power of the Yin Yang Immortal, everything was in vain.
Looking at Ye Kong's Ming Yue, Ye Fan's mind replayed the scenes of him and his beloved wife in Phoenix Cry Mountain's Lingyun Cave.
At that time, every full moon night, the husband and wife would prepare delicacies and go to the Moon Gazing Pavilion at Phoenix Cry Mountain's peak to admire the moon.
When they were in the mood to drink, the husband and wife would each hold a sword and saber and practice with each other.
At that time, Ming Yue was high up in the sky, with a beauty by his side, a blessed place, a zither heart, and a sword heart. How free and unfettered, how delightful!
But today, Ming Yue was still the same. Things remained the same, but people had changed.
"The river and the sky are one, without a single speck of dust, the bright moon in the sky." Ye Fan recited emotionally.
At this moment, he felt like the lonely moon in Ye Kong. Lonely, cold, and sorrowful, he was out of tune with the vast sea of stars.
"Wu …" Baihu, who was lying at his feet, heard Ye Fan recite a poem. She immediately looked up at Ye Fan and whimpered softly.
Although she was now Baihu, she knew Ye Fan's worries better than anyone else.
When Ye Fan saw Baihu whimpering, he immediately bent down and held Baihu in his arms.
Baihu obediently lay in Ye Fan's arms and licked Ye Fan's face with her pink tongue.
Ye Fan smiled and dodged.
Other than the white fox, there was no one else who could make him smile.
Ye Fan understood that Xiao Zhao did not want to see his worried and depressed appearance.
Even if she was now Baihu, she still had to find a way to make him smile.
Her feelings for him were as heavy as a mountain and as deep as the sea.
"Xiao Zhao, today is a full moon night. Brother Ye will show you a sword dance, how about it?" Ye Fan stroked Baihu's forehead and said to Baihu with a smile.
Xiao Zhao felt sorry for him, but how could he not feel sorry for Xiao Zhao?
He had once heard Xiao Zhao tell him that his previous life, Eldritch, had taught her a sword dance in the cave. Now that the Ming Yue was in the sky and the blue sea was shining, why didn't he recreate that scene and dance for Xiao Zhao to please her?
Hearing that Ye Fan wanted to perform a sword dance for her, Baihu's eyes instantly lit up!
Pata … Pata … Baihu's excitement was beyond words and she licked Ye Fan's face again.
"Alright … Alright … Aiya …" Ye Fan smiled and dodged continuously.
After Baihu finished licking Ye Fan, she jumped down from Ye Fan's arms and obediently sat to the side, waiting for Ye Fan to perform his sword dance.
Ye Fan smiled and reached out to pull out the Cold Dragon Sword that was coiled around his waist.
At this moment, there was a Taotie Scabbard at the end of the Cold Dragon Sword, and the small silver snake coiled around the sword hilt had turned into a dragon's tail that was wrapped in dragon scales and coiled with auspicious air.
Buzz … Following the sound of a tiger's roar and a dragon's roar, Ye Fan slowly pulled out the Cold Dragon Sword that was radiating with splendor and rising cold air from the Taotie Scabbard.
"Xiao Zhao, Brother Ye has embarrassed himself. Don't laugh at your Brother Ye," Ye Fan said to Baihu with a smile as he kept the Taotie Scabbard in his bosom.
"Wu …" Baihu took small steps from afar and anxiously urged Ye Fan to hurry up.
Ye Fan smiled and slowly walked to the bow of the ship. He held the sword with one hand and pointed the tip of the sword to the ground as he closed his eyes and concentrated.
The cold and bright moonlight enveloped Ye Fan's body with a layer of faint brilliance.
The sea breeze blew over, and Ye Fan's white robe was slowly blown up and swayed slightly.
Baihu stared at Ye Fan with a pair of sparkling eyes and a face of shock.
At this moment, Ye Fan's expression was exactly the same as Eldritch's more than three hundred years ago. It was as if he was the same person!
They were both wearing white robes and holding a sword with one hand. Both of them had their eyes closed and were concentrating. No matter if it was their expression or actions, they were exactly the same!
In a daze, Baihu seemed to have seen Eldritch from back then.
Swoosh! Just as Baihu's mind was drifting, Ye Fan, who was standing at the bow of the ship, opened his eyes!
The tip of his foot lightly tapped the bow of the ship, and his body instantly turned into a white stream. He rose up from the ground and rushed straight for Ye Kong!
Baihu raised her head to look at the sky, and tears streamed down from her eyes.
Eldritch's starting posture when he was practicing his sword was also like this. He turned into a white stream and rushed straight to the sky!
Whoosh … Ye Fan held his sword with one hand and looked forward proudly. His body went straight to the blue dome of heaven!
Under the moonlight, Ye Fan's long silver hair and white robe fluttered in the wind!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
When Ye Fan rushed up to a thousand feet in the air, he instantly waved the Frost Dragon Sword in his hand and threw out three white sword arcs!
The three sword arcs were more than three feet long, and they rushed toward Ye Kong while spinning!
Boom … Boom … Boom …
Three deafening sounds of breaking through the air resounded through the clouds! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Whoosh! After three moves, Ye Fan stood in the air and started to dance with his sword!
Silver light flashed in Ye Kong's hand, and the sword light broke through the air!
The cold air was like hundreds of silver snakes, and the sword light was like thousands of white streams, flying up and down!
The sword technique that Ye Fan was practicing was originally an ordinary sword technique. It couldn't be more ordinary. It was the basic sword technique that Ye Kong had taught him when he was young.
However, the same set of sword techniques, in the hands of different people, would naturally display different powers.
In the hands of an ordinary person, this set of sword techniques could only strengthen the body and put on a posture at best.
However, in the hands of Ye Fan, this sword technique was used by him to display the effect of the Sword Technique of the Immortal Sword!
Under the moonlight, a large mass of white light was like a snowball. The cold air was overflowing, and the light was flashing, competing with the moonlight!
Baihu, who was on the ship, was dazzled and intoxicated.
It was as if she had returned to that scene in the past.
Every time Eldritch performed a sword dance in the past, she would stand at the side and watch quietly, just like now.
Whoosh! Ye Kong's Ye Fan was in the mood for the sword dance. He swung his hand toward the sea below, and the Frost Dragon Sword in his hand, which was surrounded by white light and cold air, instantly flew out of his hand and whistled down!
The Frost Dragon Sword was like a white stream of light, and the tail of the sword light was three feet long!
The Frost Dragon Sword was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was less than three feet away from the sea!
The sparkling sea was instantly illuminated by the light emitted by the Frost Dragon Sword!
Whoosh! Just as the tip of the Frost Dragon Sword was about to touch the sea, Ye Fan's figure suddenly appeared above the sea, and he held the hilt of the Frost Dragon Sword with one hand!
Baihu was stunned at first. Then, she jogged to the bow of the ship with an excited expression.
At this moment, if she wasn't Baihu, she would definitely applaud Ye Fan's exquisite swordsmanship.
Ye Fan smiled, and he slowly rose up and landed lightly on the bow of the ship.
Whoosh! As soon as Ye Fan's feet touched the ground, Baihu immediately jumped into Ye Fan's arms and started licking Ye Fan again.
"How is it? Brother Ye's swordsmanship isn't bad, right?" Ye Fan smiled as he dodged Baihu.
"Wuu …" Baihu cried out excitedly, swaying her snow-white fox tail continuously.
As long as it was Ye Fan's swordsmanship, she would like it.
"Silly girl," Ye Fan said with a smile as he held the sword in his hand and hugged Baihu in his arms. He lightly tapped his feet and leaped onto the roof of the ship.
Whoosh! After leaping onto the roof of the ship, Ye Fan casually inserted the Cold Dragon Sword into the deck of the ship. Then, he hugged Baihu and sat down on the floor.
"Phew …" Ye Fan let out a long breath.
After a round of swordsmanship, the gloominess in his chest was immediately swept away.
At this moment, he felt refreshed, and his pores were unobstructed. He felt indescribably satisfied.
Whoosh! Baihu jumped down from Ye Fan's arms and ran away.
After a while, Baihu came back with a food box in her mouth.
Ye Fan smiled and patted Baihu's head. Then, he took the food box from Baihu's mouth.
Xiao Zhao's concern for him could be said to be meticulous. Even when he was sleeping at night, Ye Fan could feel Baihu using her mouth to cover him.
Ye Fan saw all of this and remembered it in his heart.
Although she had the body of a fox, she was still like the gentle and kind little girl from before. She only knew how to care for others and never thought about herself.
Just as Ye Fan opened the food box, Baihu stuck her head out and took out a bottle of sake and placed it in front of Ye Fan.
Nowadays, drinking before sleeping had become one of Ye Fan's habits. Whether it was the sake from Japan or the Green Bamboo Leaf and Nu 'er Hong that Matsumoto Takeyoshi specially prepared for him, he would always drink a big bottle of them before going to bed.
It wasn't because he was addicted to alcohol, but because if he didn't get drunk, he wouldn't be able to sleep at all. His mind was filled with the image of his beloved wife.
In the past, he would use the method of tapping his sleeping acupoints to force himself to sleep. However, this method didn't work for the current him.
Now that his spiritual qi cultivation had reached the 'earth-shattering' realm, and he also had two thousand-year-old inner cores, one yin and one yang, in his body, not to mention tapping his acupoints, even if he was hit on the head, he wouldn't be hurt at all.
Every time he tapped his sleeping acupoints, in less than the time it took to brew a cup of tea, the spiritual qi in his meridians would automatically flush it out. It was completely ineffective.
Since then, he started to use alcohol to numb himself, and the stronger the alcohol, the better.
In the beginning, no matter how strong the alcohol was, it couldn't make him sleep peacefully. Once the alcohol entered his body, it would be automatically broken down by the spiritual qi in his body before it could enter his blood.
Later, he thought of a way to solve this problem.
That was, before the strong alcohol was broken down by the spiritual qi, he could directly use his spiritual qi to force the alcohol into his blood and then move it to his brain, causing him to instantly feel dizzy and fall into a deep sleep.
Xiao Zhao, who was in the dark, thought that Ye Fan liked to drink, so she would always pass the wine bottle to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan smiled, picked up the wine bottle, opened the cork, and prepared to drink it in one gulp.
Buzz … Just as Ye Fan placed the wine bottle next to his mouth, the Cold Dragon Sword that was stuck in the deck of the ship let out a humming sound, and then began to tremble slightly.
Seeing this, Ye Fan frowned, immediately put down the wine bottle, stood up, and walked over to the Cold Dragon Sword.
What's going on? Could it be a warning from the Divine Weapon?
As Ye Fan thought about it, he used his five senses to acutely sense the movements around him.
However, after a careful inspection, he didn't find anything wrong.
Buzz … Just as Ye Fan was puzzled, two green rays of light shot out from the eyes of the silver snake on the hilt of the Cold Dragon Sword, shooting straight at the wooden planks on the deck of the ship.
Whoosh … A green light appeared on the wooden planks.
Within the green light, a large number of ancient seal scripts were densely arranged. Above the ancient seal scripts, four three-inch-long ancient seal scripts were reflected in Ye Fan's eyes.
Ye Fan didn't see them, but when he saw them, he was so shocked that the wine bottle in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, scattering in all directions.
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