All My Disciples Are Kings

Not only did he know that he would come here, but he also saw through his physical condition at a glance.

Yao Lao said just now when he left.

"There will be a big cause and effect between you and Qingyun Sword Master, and you cannot avoid this cause and effect. At the same time, if you survive it, it will be of immeasurable benefit to you. If you don't survive it, you may disappear. In this world, the name Ye Qiubai will also be completely replaced."

“And if your sword bone has not been tempered, the possibility of you surviving is less than 10%, because this sword bone contains the remaining soul power of Qingyun Sword Master.”

"After being forcibly washed away by the power of Aokigahara's spiritual pond and the fire of ashes, your sword bones can be truly complete. As for how much power you can get from it, it depends on your destiny."

 Hear these words.

Ye Qiubai completely believed in Yao Lao, because he also realized that he and Qingyun Sword Master might have a catastrophe, and it was still unclear whose disaster it belonged to.

While desperately enduring the extreme pain, the Taichu Sword Sutra was running wildly, trying hard to force the sword intention and immortal energy around the sword bone. Under joint protection, we can resist the erosion of the fire of ashes.

"Although you destroyed my remaining soul from the sword bone, there will still be many opportunities in the future. Can you always stay by his side?"

 In this way, the sword bones can be guaranteed not to melt.

 Medicine boy?

 The white soul body stopped in front of Yaolao, condensing into an extremely illusory human form.

It looks like just a ray of consciousness, and it cannot be called a soul.

There was a "chichi" sound in the sword bone, and there was a soul howling sound that spread throughout the cave!

 There is no need to think about it, this is the spirit of Qingyun Sword Master.

Suddenly, a white soul burst out of Ye Qiubai's body and came outside the cave.

Sword Master Qingyun said solemnly: "A person like you can only be a medicine boy? Even in the Chaos Dynasty back then, no one was worthy of being compared with you."

 Qingyun Sword Master's eyes couldn't be seen clearly with this ray of consciousness, but Yao Lao could feel that he was staring at him.

 Yao Lao smiled and shook his head, "I can't answer the latter question for you. As for the first question... I'm just a medicine boy, not worth mentioning."

Seeing Yao Lao's expression and his eyes filled with thoughts as if he had experienced the vicissitudes of life, Sword Master Qingyun would not believe these words.

 It was so painful that even the muscles in the body were contracting violently.

Yao Lao Ci smiled and said: "There is no one who is worthy of it. I just know a few herbs and can make three or two pots of medicinal soup."

Sword Master Qingyun nodded, "I quite believe in myself. Maybe we will see each other again soon."

 Yao Lao was guarding the entrance of the cave at this moment.

“…” Yao Lao thought for a moment and recalled, “It doesn’t matter.”

 “What is your relationship with him?”

 The face and figure are blurry.

“Who are you? Also, who taught Ye Qiubai’s skills?”

Yao Lao raised his eyebrows and looked at this ray of consciousness. There was no need to guess at the wisps of sword intent revealed in it. Yao Lao smiled and said, "Why, you can't help it anymore?"

Yao Lao looked nonchalant, still smiling, "You can rely on others on the road of life, but this road always belongs to you. He will solve the troubles later on by himself. I also believe he has this ability."

 After saying this, Qingyun Sword Master’s consciousness completely dissipated.

The roar of pain in the cave gradually stopped.

Yaolao looked into the cave and smiled faintly: "I won't see you again..."

 After saying that, he slowly walked into the cave. In the Aokigahara Spirit Pond, Ye Qiubai's face was dull, while wisps of swords were running rampant in the cave!

The rock wall inside the cave was carved with cracks one after another, but only the area around the Aokigahara Spirit Pond and the firewood flames did not waver at all.

 The temperature of the ash fire has begun to decrease, and at the same time it has turned into an extremely mild flame, and has begun to blend into Ye Qiubai's body.

"I wonder how much you can accept?" Yao Lao said with a smile.

Then he took out the big iron pot, picked up a piece of firewood that was burning with ashes next to the Aokigahara Spirit Pond, placed it under the iron pot, and then threw unknown herbs and strange-shaped things into the iron pot. In the pot... stewed randomly.

 Ashes of fire.

It is the divine fire that evolved from the original power of flame.

Although Ye Qiubai had experienced the artistic conception of fire before, it was only an artistic conception after all. After leaving the low-latitude realm, he had given up on the artistic conception of fire and did not practice it again.

If it were a normal time, Ye Qiubai would definitely not be able to absorb the ash fire so quickly.

 However, it was precisely because of Yaolao’s firewood.

It has the function of calming the mind, and at the same time, there is a woody fragrance that can promote Ye Qiubai's perception ability.

Under such circumstances, Ye Qiubai stepped into the realm of heaven and man...

 This realm of heaven and man lasted for seven days.

 When Ye Qiubai opened his eyes, the aura of the realm of heaven and man dissipated.

Ye Qiubai immediately took out the Yun Cang Sword. With a slight movement of his mind, a fiery red flame covered the Yun Cang Sword!

The moment the flames emerged, the space in the cave began to distort.

The water in the Aokigahara Spiritual Pond is boiling again.

With a wave of the sword in his hand, the fire of ashes wrapped around the sword energy, and a flame slash was slashed out!

At this time, Yao Lao raised his hand and held the slash in his palm. After squeezing it for a while, he smiled and said: "Not bad, I have realized the threshold of the source of power, and I have almost mastered the fire of ashes." , drink this medicine.”

Ye Qiubai looked at the pot of fiery red medicinal soup, without thinking much, walked over, picked it up and drank it.

 What he drank seemed not to be a bowl of medicinal soup, but a basin of molten liquid...

 In an instant, Ye Qiubai's body turned fiery red.

“After absorbing these powers, your Ash Fire should be able to initially enter the realm of origin.”

Ye Qiubai endured the burning pain and sat down cross-legged to continue absorbing.

 One day later, the redness on Ye Qiubai's body gradually dissipated, and he entered the middle stage of the ancestral realm.

 The moment he opened his eyes, he found that the medicine had long since disappeared, leaving only a note.

 “Just follow the current path, and you can rely more on your master.”

Master?

 Why did Yao Lao mention his master?

Ye Qiubai shook his head, put the note away and walked out of the cave.

Outside, Master Qingmu and Lei Feng were waiting outside. When they saw Ye Qiubai coming out, they stepped forward with a smile: "Young friend Ye, what else do you need? As long as I, the Qingmu Sect, have it, I can get it for you."

This attitude... I guess it's for Yao Lao's sake.

Ye Qiubai was not polite and asked: "Shenxuan Fire Soul, the core of Tianling Heart, I wonder if seniors know about these two ingredients?"

 Just ask, it’s not shabby.