Long Aotian [Transmigration Book]

Ye Feizhe was too shocked, before he had time to think, he blurted out: "Why did I blow up Xuanshan Mountain???"

The majestic Xuanshan Immortal Head, doing things like bombing Xuanshan——

No matter how you look at it, it's outrageous. @无限好文: All in Gege Party

The Patriarch of the Ye family frowned: "Then the Hanging Sword Mountain?"

Ye Feizhe: "..."

Even though he and Shao Guguang hated each other, it was not enough for Ye Fei to blow up the Hanging Sword Mountain.

The Patriarch of the Ye family probed the past one by one: "Falling into the sky, Dazheng Academy, Wuwang Temple, Liudao Temple?"

Ye Feizhe: "..."

He really never imagined that he would be this image in the eyes of his own father, and the six sects of the Immortal Dao could not wait to blow it up all over again.

From this point of view, it is too inferior for him to be the head of the fairy, and his true destination should be to be the demon king who harms all beings.

After testing all six cases and still not getting a response from Ye Feizhe, the Patriarch of the Ye Family took a deep breath:

"My son, don't you want to blow up the Ye family?"

Ye Feizhe: "???"

He's not, he's not, don't talk nonsense.

It is his master who likes to tear down houses, sects, and palaces, not him.

At most, when I was fighting, the aftermath brought a little bit of that's all.

The head of the Ye family quickly calculated in his heart.

Compared to demolition of the six cases, the rebuilding of the Ye family only needs to pay for materials and labor——

It's okay, the Ye family is not short of money.

As for the group of elders, he was able to balance them out one by one.

From this point of view, it is not unacceptable for Ye Feizhe to insist on demolishing the Ye family. Compared with dismantling the six sects, it is already a rare and good choice.

Anyway, the Ye family will be handed over to Ye Feizhe in the future.

The Patriarch of the Ye family thought about it, and his mentality became more tolerant and good: "If my son has to tear down the Ye family, it's not impossible."

Ye Feizhe: "???"

Did the ancestors of the Ye family know that you did that? ? ?

He collected himself, and said without a word: "...I don't want to blow up the Ye family, and I don't want to blow up the Six Schools."

The head of the Ye family let out a long sigh of relief.

It's fine if you don't want to, it's fine if you don't want to.

He is full of joy:

My son is really too sensible, taking care of the overall situation in everything, and wronging himself.

It's really distressing and helpless.

Ye Feizhe suspected that it was because he had been in the outside world for five years, and that he had indeed become estranged from the head of the Ye family.

Otherwise, how could he not understand what the Patriarch of the Ye family was thinking?

"Now that I am the Immortal Head of Xuanshan Mountain, my words and deeds represent not only myself, how could my father think that I have the idea of ​​bombing the Six Sects and the Ye Family?"

The head of the Ye family muttered casually: "It's not like you haven't blown up before."

Ye Feizhe: "???"

The Patriarch of the Ye Family saw that he was stunned, so he reminded him: "Did you forget that time when you were a teenager and I was not at home, and the elders forced you to practice sword?"

After his reminder, Ye Feizhe really remembered a little bit.

At that time, he was only 15 years old, and he had not yet joined the school of teachers, nor had he found a good teacher, so he was still reluctant to practice.

The head of the Ye family pampered him, even though he was so anxious that he couldn't sleep every night, on the surface he was still calm and good at nourishing his energy. He was never in a hurry, and he was not afraid that Ye Fei would waste his inexhaustible talent.

The Ye family next to him is an elder, but he is not as patient as the head of the Ye family.

So when the Patriarch of the Ye family was going out on something, some of them secretly poked their minds, called Ye Feizhe over, and insisted on forcing him to learn the exercises passed down by the Ye family's ancestors.

Ye Feizhe baffled them a few words at first, but when the elder wanted to get serious, Ye Feizhe was one step ahead of them, tore up the exercises in his hand, and smashed the jade slip.

With a wave of his hand, scraps of paper and jade, like snowflakes, fluttered in the air, almost angering the elders.

Even though the Ye family's skills never lack backup, Ye Feizhe's move is too disrespectful.

"absurd!"

Without even thinking about it, the elder reprimanded: "How can you allow a junior like you to tarnish the exercises handed down by the Ye family's ancestors?"

"The Ye family has always respected the head of the family."

Ye Feizhe spoke slowly and authentically.

At that time, he was still a teenager, and he did not have the ethereal demeanor that he had cultivated in Xuanshan for hundreds of years, but he was sharp and aggressive, from head to toe, everything was extremely aggressive, and he showed a piece of extreme beauty. color.

"I hope you will remember that I am the only son of the Patriarch, the Young Master of the Ye Family. Speaking of it, I have far more rights to deal with these things than you. Not to mention the rubbings, even if it is the original, I destroy it in a flash."

The elder's face was extremely ugly: "Good boy, you are still young, have you learned how to use your status to suppress others?"

Ye Feizhe raised his eyes to look at them.

He still has the eyes of a boy.

Therefore, it is only natural that he is arrogant and frivolous, even if he looks at the elders, he clearly does not take them seriously:

"You use your seniority to press me, and I use my status to press back. It's fair to come and go."

"Bloody mouth! What do you mean by using your seniority to suppress you?"

The elder was almost ashamed of his anger, and slapped the incense table heavily: "We are all for your own good! If you are not the young master of the Ye family, or our junior, see if we would like to have a word with you? "

Ye Fei picked up the only remaining jade slip and gently placed it on the table.

His fingers are slender, and when he pressed on the jade slips, he forcibly turned the fine jade into a stubborn stone, but he was extremely fierce, and he was domineering even when he was silent, no matter how beautiful the other side was, people would not dare to play with him .

Perhaps because of Ye Feizhe's aura, when the jade slip touched the hardwood, there was a slight crisp sound, which made the elders shut up.

The corners of Ye Fei's lips were slightly raised, but there was no smile in his voice: "For my own good?"

He picked up the jade slip again with two fingers, and then let it go, allowing it to hit the hard floor tiles and be torn apart: "Don't you see if they are worthy for me to practice? Just say it is for my own good?"

The elder couldn't keep his face from being insulted by his few words.

Helplessly, Ye Feizhe's status is noble, he can't be beaten or scolded, so he can only sulk there.

In the end, he was so angry that his beard straightened: "How unreasonable! How can you, a child with a yellow mouth like you, be free to comment on the ancestral exercises? Go to the ancestral hall and kneel for three days before I talk about it!"

After finishing speaking, the elder shook his sleeves and walked away angrily, probably because he knew that the heart is pure when it is out of sight.

Ye Feizhe neither went to the ancestral hall to kneel down to repent honestly, nor did he catch up with the elder and weep bitterly and hug his thigh to admit his mistake.

He did something no one expected.

He set a fire in Ye Mansion.

The fire is made of spiritual fire, which is a rare treasure of heaven and earth, so it can be burned in the Ye Mansion built with various rare materials. When the elders went to put out the fire, instead of extinguishing it, they even set their beards on fire. I was in a hurry.

It was better to wait for the head of the Ye family to come back to deal with the fire, which almost burned down the Ye family's ancestral hall.

At that time, the Patriarch of the Ye family looked at the back of the young man in red in the firelight, and his heart skipped a beat.

He wasn't angry at Ye Feizhe's mischief.

Like Ye Feizhe, who was born noble and loved all over the world, who hasn't been naughty or mischievous when he was young?

However, the head of the Ye family had a faint omen, a kind of worry.

He always felt that Ye Feizhe was unruly and would not be controlled by anything in the world, and no one could trap him.

But that's not all a good thing.

Because since ancient times, a sharp edge will break, and a sharp edge can easily injure itself.

There are so many famous swords, but how many famous swords can have their tails and tails from unsheathed to retired?

After this incident, Ye Feizhe couldn't stand the Ye family anymore, so he went to Xuanshan to learn from his teacher.

Although the matter subsided, the head of the Ye family kept it in his heart.

This kind of thing like frying the Ye family is familiar once and twice. The head of the Ye family believes in his son, there is nothing he can't do.

Ye Fei blinked, a little lost in thought.

After being a fairy head for too long, the sharp edges and corners of any temper should be almost worn out. Ye Feizhe almost forgot that he had such a time.

Stubborn and stubborn, he likes to put all his eggs in one basket, and he also likes not to hit the south wall and not look back.

if……

If it was changed to the world where I was in Chuyou at that time, let alone completing the task, I would have been polite and considerate if I didn't blow up the system dog's head in the first place.

How did it become like that later?

When Ye Feizhe thought about this, he felt a little pain in his head, like a sense of oppression caused by too tight strings.

Pain for pain, but his memories of this aspect are empty.

The Patriarch of the Ye Family, who was still puzzled, uttered a voice, pulling back Ye Feizhe's thoughts: "Since you don't want to bomb the Six Sects or the Ye Family, what important things do you want to do?"

Ye Feizhe said without thinking, "I can't tell you."

"..."

Fortunately, it was the Patriarch of the Ye family, if someone else was here, they would have already shaken hands with Ye Fei.

"But—" Ye Feizhe looked very serious, "If this matter is not done well, it will definitely affect the general trend of the immortals and demons, and maybe even the common people in the world."

Disastrous bloodlines are timed gun|powder.

Even if Ye Fei discounted a hundred guarantee tickets of 1, he would not be able to control the bloodline of disaster.

"Son."

The head of the Ye family sighed rather vicissitudes.

Just when Ye Feizhe thought that the Patriarch of the Ye Family would chatter and babble as usual, the Patriarch of the Ye Family suddenly said to him: "You are already the head of Xuanshan Immortal."

The head of the Ye family smiled slightly, gentle and tolerant, but also transparent and loving: "If I only treat you as my only son, as the young master of the Ye family, as the young man who almost burned half of the Ye family, I will help you with everything. You take care of it and clean up everything for you. Then of course I should stop you and not let you do it, so as not to cause a mess that I can't clean up. "

Ye Fei moved his lips.

Five years in another world was too long, so long that Ye Feizhe somewhat forgot that he was the one who enjoyed the deep kindness since he was a child.

Even when he faced the Patriarch of the Ye family, he would also feel alienated and frightened at a loss, and would be too unfamiliar to speak. "

"But you are not."

The head of the Ye family looked deeply.

He is not selfish, and he is not like all ordinary fathers in the world, hoping that Ye Feizhe will grow up normally, become an ordinary and kind person, and live his life with peace of mind.

In this way, the Patriarch of the Ye family can afford everything.

But Ye Feizhe has never been a thing in the pool.

He was born to be a story sung by the people of the world, a legend of great color and color.

"You are destined to become the fairy head of Xuanshan Mountain now, and you will definitely go further and higher in the future. Dad will not be able to catch up with you, and you will not be able to help you all the time and clean up for you."

The head of the Ye family put his hand on his arm, the movement was very light, but the meaning was very heavy:

"In the past, I could help you with anything, let you do whatever you want without any scruples. But in the future, there is only one thing I can give you, Ah Zhe."

"One person does something and one person does it."

"If you can afford it, it doesn't matter whether it's important or not, whether it's dangerous or not, just let it go."

"Big deal, no matter how bad the Ye family is, no matter how bad your father is, they can still save your life."

Ye Feizhe blinked hard a few times.

Then he nodded and replied heavily: "Okay."

At that moment, 15-year-old Ye Feizhe seemed to be back in his own body again.

Not at all.

He is more restrained and calm than when he was 15 years old.

But there is still the youthful spirit and arrogance of that moment.

******

As a fairy head, although most people can't reach the character of seeing Ye Fei, there are always a few people he has to see, or he can't see.

Among the six sects of Immortal Dao, Jiang Modou, the sect master of Falling into the Blue Sky, is one of them.

He was facing Ye Feizhe at the moment, Ye Feizhe looked at him expressionlessly, and he looked back at Jiang Modou expressionlessly.

In fact, the six sects of Immortal Dao have always been connected with each other and have a deep friendship. Ye Feizhe, their masters and elders, and the former suzerains of the six sects are all close friends, and even the juniors are better than brothers in the same sect.

For example, Ye Feizhe and Shao Guguang.

Only Jiang Modou was an accident.

As the suzerain of the Dharma Cultivation Sect of Falling Blue Sky, he has an unreliable master who is obsessed with the poker table every day. It is rumored that because of the poker game, he has delayed the calculation of dinner, and almost did not delay it. Several big things.

Xia You is passionate about medical skills but he is a face-blind brother, thank God that he has not made any medical troubles.

Under the triple pressure from his master and senior brother in the sect, Jiang Modou gritted his teeth and picked up Zhuo Qingtian. Relying on his style of fighting in Zhuo Qingtian without saying much, his master would put away his cards with guilt when he saw him. His senior brother saw that his face blindness could be cured temporarily, and the disciples of the sect would silently put away their scriptures when they saw him.

This also creates his personality.

Unsmiling and extremely serious.

Don't talk much, talk more.

Therefore, what Jiang Modou despises the most is Ye Feizhe, Shao Guguang and other flamboyant and flamboyant young masters.

Jiang Mo Douji and Ye Feizhe have been at odds since they were teenagers, and they have been gritting their teeth until now.

He stared at Ye Feizhe, and reluctantly called out: "Immortal Head."

Ye Feizhe accepted this sentence very much, and even deliberately pretended to be apologetic: "What did you say?"

Jiang Modou: "..."

Calling the fairy head is already based on the friendship between Zhuoqingtian and Xuanshan for generations.

The second sound is impossible, not possible in this life.

He snorted coldly: "I said, disaster is about to happen, please make a decision early."

This is also the most fundamental reason why Jiang Modou and Ye Feizhe hated each other and still wanted to come to Xuanmiao Peak.

It's just that a normal person wouldn't be like Jiang Modou, who would slam his head and face into the face as soon as they met, without any embellishment.

If Ye Feizhe hadn't been instinctively annoyed by the word disaster, he might not have been able to understand what Jiang Modou was saying.

"Woe to the world?"

Ye Feizhe had heard countless misfortunes in the past five years, and now he couldn't help but feel angry when he heard the misfortunes, and he felt impatient.

Jiang Modou came at the right time.

The fire that Ye Feizhe lit when he was 15 years old is still lingering in his heart.

He used the pride and straightforwardness of his youth, and said frankly: "The disaster is here."

Jiang Modou's eyebrows and eyes didn't look as fierce as he wanted to hit someone all the time.

Even if he doesn't like Ye Feizhe anymore, Jiang Modou knows one thing.

Ye Feizhe said one thing, and never told lies, empty words and big words. Since he said that Huo Shi was with him, he must have already arrested Huo Shi, so he didn't have to worry about it anymore.

Then Jiang Modou saw Ye Feizhe smiled slightly: "I must protect him, you have the ability to hit me."