Enlightenment

Vice President Xu was also a little confused. Although he did not come to the Royal Academy often, he knew very well about the Royal Academy. However, he had come to the Royal Academy so many times, and he had no idea that there was such an old man hidden in the Royal Academy.

What is this old man’s identity?

Under the leadership of Hu Yanzhuo and Xiao Zhuoyan, Ye Xinghe and others entered an open villa.

Here are carved railings and painted buildings, small bridges and flowing water, and the scenery is so beautiful. The garden is in its prosperous and beautiful place, competing for beauty.

Walking along a small path, behind the rockery is a clear small lake. There are several pavilions in the center of the lake. In one of the pavilions, an old man is raising his glass to drink.

The old man was dressed in rags and was not much better than a beggar. He was like a pool of mud lying there. There were fragments of various jars scattered in the pavilion, and I don’t know how much wine the old man drank.

"Good wine and good wine!" The old man said in a dim manner with drunken eyes, "It is called a saint. It is saint but unknowable, it is called a god. It is transformed into the elixir of inaction, transforming the Tao into the source, refining the spirit and returning to the emptiness, and one mind is known to the heaven and the earth, and one thought of the spiritual consciousness is clear and clear! ... Spring is gone, spring comes, flowers fade, bloom, and thousands of years of time finally become empty. Heroes of all ages become earth, and their divine thoughts are enlightened to heaven and earth forever..."

The old man said something chaotic, like a poem but not a poem, like singing but not a singing, and it made everyone confused.

But at this moment, Ye Xinghe stood behind everyone, stopped and stared at the old man in front of him, feeling that the old man was integrated with the world.

Others don’t know what these sentences mean, but Ye Xinghe clearly knows that these sentences are all magic tricks in the Star Martial God Art, but only some of them are more profound than the Star Martial God Art he has practiced.

Ye Xinghe listened and thought, as if a window was slowly opening in the depths of his heart.

The world, the stars, and everything seems to be constantly evolving around you.

Ye Xinghe was in a wonderful feeling. At this moment, he deeply sensed everything around him, as if everything around him had life. Ye Xinghe seemed to hear the breath of plants and trees, as if he saw the connection between stones and trees and the world.

"Xinghe, this is the old man I'm talking about..." Hu Yanzhuo said with a smile. He turned around and looked at Ye Xinghe, but saw Ye Xinghe standing there quietly, as if he had entered a magical state, and the surrounding energy was moved by Ye Xinghe.

Hu Yanzhuo was well-informed, and of course he could see that Ye Xinghe was in the process of enlightenment.

Ye Xinghe's talent is really too strong. I haven't seen it in a short time. Ye Xinghe's cultivation has been improved to the late stage of the eighth level, and his ability to comprehend martial arts has reached an extremely astonishing level.

Hu Yanzhuo was so depressed. He and Xiao Zhuoyan had been here many times. He had heard the white-bearded old man sing these strange words many times, but he had not understood anything. Ye Xinghe only came once and then realized it.

Is this the difference between mortals and geniuses? Hu Yanzhuo couldn't help but smile and think.

Vice President Xu was also shocked. Ye Xinghe was undoubtedly the most talented disciple he had ever seen. To be ashamed, although he was Ye Xinghe's master, he almost didn't teach Ye Xinghe anything, because he had not had time to teach Ye Xinghe many things, and Ye Xinghe had mastered them, and he did even better than others who were taught.

Although he didn't know what the old man was singing, Ye Xinghe had an enlightenment as soon as he came in. This might be a great fortune for Ye Xinghe.

Xia Yuning also frowned slightly. She was like everyone else and didn't hear the reason. Sometimes she always felt a strong sense of crisis in her heart. Ye Xinghe's cultivation level was constantly improving, which made her feel unaware of her being unable to catch up.

Maybe one day, she will never be able to catch up with Ye Xinghe again?

Ye Xinghe closed his eyes, and he seemed to sense the starry sky of the world, the endless stars, his heart completely empty, and he merged with everything around him.

At this moment, the surrounding heaven and earth energy were all being driven by Ye Xinghe. Ye Xinghe stood there like this, and I don’t know how long it took, but it seemed like billions of years passed by in a blink of an eye.

Ye Xinghe felt that his cultivation had made great progress and had reached the peak of the eighth level heaven, and was only one step away from the ninth level heaven.

It is absolutely rare for a person's cultivation to reach such an astonishing level in a short period of time. It may not be possible to find one for thousands of years.

It seemed that he felt something. The old man who was drinking suddenly opened his eyes, and a ray of light suddenly shot out from his turbid eyes, but this ray of light passed in a flash and no one could notice it.

About ten minutes later, Ye Xinghe opened his eyes and found that everyone around him was staring at him blankly.

"What's wrong?" Ye Xinghe couldn't help asking in confusion. Just now he heard the old man's chanting magic tricks, and he developed an enlightenment and entered a state of near mist.

"Nothing." Hu Yanzhuo couldn't help but smile bitterly, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart.

Xia Yuning smiled and looked a little satisfied. The men she chose were of course different from ordinary people.

Vice President Xu was also happy for Ye Xinghe. No matter what, he was very proud of accepting a disciple like Ye Xinghe.

Under the leadership of Hu Yanzhuo and Xiao Zhuoyan, they arrived at the middle of the pavilion.

Along the way, Hu Yanzhuo and Xiao Zhuoyan talked a lot about this old man. The old man had a very strange temper. When outsiders came to visit, the old man would immediately get angry and drive away people. Only when Hu Yanzhuo and Xiao Zhuoyan were there would the old man appear peaceful and peaceful.

"Old Grandpa Whitebeard, we are here to see you!" Xiao Zhuoyan looked at the old man with a smile.

"Yes." The old man with white beard opened his eyes and glanced at everyone, then continued to take out the jar of wine and drink it.

In the eyes of others, he is just an ordinary alcoholic old man with no fluctuations of power. He is dressed in a sloppy manner, no difference from a beggar, and does not have the temperament of a strong man.

Ye Xinghe vaguely felt that the old man gave a terrifying oppressive aura. In front of him, Ye Xinghe felt that he was so small. Although the old man could not sense any breath, it gave him an unfathomable feeling.
Chapter completed!