Chapter 14 The Spiritual Master
The broad leaves swayed in the wind and waves like ships.
Not pulled by the whirlpool, nor blown by the wind, but really flying like this?
Ye Xian couldn't believe his eyes.
This leaf was randomly broken off by her on the way.
She liked the leaves being strong and broad, so she thought leaving a few leaves might come in handy later.
She was sure that this leaf was an ordinary leaf, with nothing special about it except that it was larger.
So why does it fly?
Ye Xian couldn't understand and didn't want to think too much because there were more important things now.
Ye Xian did not hesitate, jumped up on the leaf, grabbed the edge of the leaf with both hands, and silently said in his heart, let's go!
The leaves seemed to hear Ye Xian's inner words, and they quickly shot out with Ye Xian's support, distancing themselves from the whirlpool in the blink of an eye.
Ye Xian was blown by the wind so much that he could hardly open his eyes. He was in an extremely wonderful mood, and the corners of his mouth curled up in joy.
If it weren't for the wrong timing, she would even want to laugh out loud.
Not only did he escape death this time, but he also tricked Matthew and his servant, which was not a loss.
Ye Xian didn't know when the beast tide would end, so he didn't dare to call for a stop and could only let the leaves move forward.
It's strange to say that this leaf seems to have consciousness, will actively avoid obstacles, and will change its direction at any time according to Ye Xian's wishes. It is like a roundworm in Ye Xian's belly, which suits her perfectly.
Just when Ye Xian thought that the leaves would be able to drag her all the way north to Philadelphia, something unexpected happened.
Ye Xian felt a sudden sharp tingling sensation in her head. Before she could react, the leaves that were flying rapidly in the air also failed in an instant, and they fell from the air with Ye Xian.
boom!
Ye Xian hit the ground hard, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Fortunately, there were piles of rotten leaves in the Misty Moon Forest. After a while, Ye Xian sat up and stared blankly at the torn leaves not far away.
That was just now...
Ye Xian shook his head slightly, the dizziness caused by the severe pain still dissipating.
Now that she was out of danger, she began to recall the scenes she had experienced before.
Flying leaves, sudden pain, then leaves losing control...
Something flashed through Ye Xian's mind. She lowered her head and stared at a dry rotten leaf at her hand, thinking silently in her heart again.
fly!
Feifei!
Fly, fly, fly!
The rotten leaves were motionless.
Ye Xian was silent for a moment and covered his face with his hands.
Sure enough, she thought too much about royal objects.
However, just when Ye Xian put down his hand and was about to give up, Fu Ye suddenly moved.
The amplitude was very small, too small to be noticed, but it was still captured by Ye Xian.
Ye Xian was slightly startled, and there was ecstasy between his brows.
A title she had almost forgotten came to mind.
Spiritualist.
Also called the Destiny One.
The spiritual master is a very special profession on the Lingwu Continent.
People who can become spiritual masters must be one of the best in the world. They are born with spiritual power that is unmatched by others. They can control all things and control people's hearts. Some powerful people can even understand the ancient and modern times and speak the law.
The word "Lingwu" in Lingwu Continent is derived from the combination of "ling" (ling) for spiritual masters and "wu" (wu) for warriors.
The word "spirit" is listed first, which shows that the status of spiritual people is higher than that of warriors.
A warrior can fight one against ten, and a spiritual person can fight one against a hundred, killing people invisible.
The most powerful person currently recognized in Lingwu Continent is a ninth-level spiritual saint.
Therefore, spiritual masters are deeply respected in Lingwu Continent.
However, spiritual masters are rare, and high-level spiritual masters are even rarer.
In some small countries, even after searching the entire country, they cannot find a single spiritual master.
However, it is such a rare existence that one of the Ye family has appeared.
"Ye Beimu."
Ye Xian read the name softly, his eyes darkened.
The eldest young master of the Ye family, the eldest brother of Ye Pianran, and another double pride of the Ye family.
Thinking of Ye Beimu, Ye Xian felt a little complicated.
In fact, before she was eight years old, she had a good relationship with this genius of the Ye family. Ye Beimu looked as cold as frost on the outside and seemed to be distant from others, but he was extremely close to her.
Every festival, or when he comes home from an outing, he will bring her a small gift, which is the rare warmth she gets from the Ye family.
Ye Xian always thought that Ye Beimu was different from others. It wasn't until the news spread that she couldn't practice that she realized that the cold-bloodedness of the Ye family was the same.
Later, when she heard about Ye Beimu, she could only learn about it from others.
Ye Beimu was admitted to Dayan Academy because of his talent as a spiritual master. After that, he went to Dayan Kingdom to practice and has not returned yet.
Ye Xian suddenly felt a little ironic.
Ye Beimu, who had drawn a clear line with her because she was unable to practice, would never have imagined that the loser whom he looked down upon would one day transform into a spiritual master with the same status and respect as him.
Ye Beimu, I really look forward to meeting you again.
Ye Xianruo curled his lips vaguely, cleared his mind, and began to try to control the leaves.
Object control is the most basic and commonly used attack method for spiritual masters. As long as she can successfully master the ability to control objects, her chances of surviving in the Hazy Moon Forest will increase.
Of course Ye Xian would not miss this opportunity.
the other side.
Uncle Fu looked at Matthew, who had lost his breath and turned pale, with cracked eyes, looking crazy.
"Master! Master!"
The shrill screams kept echoing in the forest.
The sound is like crying blood.
After a long time, Uncle Fu said in a hoarse voice with blood and tears in his eyes: "Master, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you! Whether it is the Thorn Mercenary Group or Ye Si, they will be buried with you!"
If Xinya hadn't betrayed her trust and broken the contract midway, he and the young master would not have been forced to act separately and encounter a tide of beasts.
If Ye Si hadn't used the sweet fruit to assassinate them, the young master would not have been bitten off his wrist by the monster attracted by the scent of the fruit and bled to death.
Thinking that he had finally escaped from the chasing monster, he thought he could take the young master back safely, but when he turned around and saw the cold body of the young master, Fu Bo's eyes were filled with scorching fire, wanting to devour him.
"Xinya, Ye Si, just wait for the revenge of the Cape family!"
Uncle Fu stood up, held the already stiff Matthew's body in his arms, and stumbled towards the direction of Yiyue City.
Behind the lonely figure is a series of deep footprints.
…
"Aqing."
Ye Qing paused slightly, then continued walking forward as if he didn't notice.
Until another call came from behind, and the tribesmen around him looked at him with reproachful eyes. Ye Qing had to stop, turned around and shouted: "Second Miss, you called me?"
Ye Pianran's eyebrows frowned slightly, but soon turned into a gentle smile caressed by the breeze, "Aqing has grown up, and he is separated from his second sister. You used to call me second sister.
"
Ye Pianran's tone sounded like a joke, but it sounded a bit questioning in Ye Qing's ears. He subconsciously looked panicked and wanted to defend himself, but a girl's quiet voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
"Actually, this is a thank you gift she gave me because I wanted to complete the family marriage for her. She was grateful to me, so she gave me the storage bracelet."
"That's right, your sister Pianran won't marry him, that's why you let me marry him. On the tenth day of next month, remember to come and drink my wedding wine."
Ye Qing's expression froze slightly, and the panic on his face dissipated like a tide.
Chapter completed!