Ye Futian looked at the young man in front of him. He already knew the identity of Zhao Han, the son of the head of Yujianzong.
However, as soon as the young man in front of him appeared, Zhao Han respectfully asked him to retreat, and immediately left. So what is the identity of this person?
Of course, it's just curiosity.
"He wants my life, do you think it's a trivial matter?" Ye Futian said with a smile: "You'd better convince me."
Everyone in the Qianmeng area in front of the grotto stared at Ye Futian. This guy probably didn't know who the person standing in front of him was, but he dared to speak like that.
If he can't be persuaded, does he dare to do it?
Not to mention that the outcome is unknown, even if he wins, Ye Futian will definitely die if he touches this young man, and he will definitely not be able to get out of this city, unless he hides in the grotto forever.
"Compared to your purpose of entering the ancient world, it is of course a trivial matter." The young man smiled indifferently and said, "It's just some grievances. Even if you can kill him, with the power of the grotto, no one can do anything to get you, but isn't it Don't you want to go out? Why do you do this for a little bit of grievance? In the ancient world, apart from seizing the luck of the prince and becoming stronger through experience, everything else is trivial."
Ye Futian didn't speak, and still looked at the young man quietly, as if waiting for the other party to continue talking.
"With your talent, it shouldn't be difficult to obtain princely luck, it's just a matter of time, but in the ancient world, in addition to princely luck, there are also things that are beneficial to practice. For example, in Loulan City, there is an ancient Loulan ruins , there are some relics that have disappeared from the outside world. For countless years, in the area of ??Loulan City, many geniuses have gone there. They want to go in and see the ancient relics of Loulan, but few people can go in. I will be interested." The young man smiled, as if he was extremely confident in his judgment.
Ye Futian was indeed a bit interested when he heard the young man's words. Qianmeng City is the closest city to the entrance of the Land of Hundred Kingdoms. They came here directly after entering the Ancient Desolate Realm, but after knowing the map of the Ancient Desolate Realm, Ye Futian left The idea of ??going out is obviously impossible to stay in the place of Qianmeng, so he is not afraid of offending Zhao Han.
Loulan City is the center of this area, so it must have a stronger luck.
"What's in the ancient ruins?" Ye Futian asked.
"There are many, for example, magical artifacts that contain the willpower of princes. This kind of treasure cannot be brought into the ancient world from the outside world. Moreover, even in the outside world, you cannot get magical artifacts of this level. This is just one of them. , what you have in the ancient ruins will never let you down," said the young man.
"Why did you tell me?" Ye Futian stared at the other party. It seemed that the purpose of the young man's coming was not only to adjust the conflict between him and Zhao Han, but also for the following words. However, if there was such a place, why would he Instead of going directly, come and tell yourself?
"Of course it's because of your talents." The young man smiled and said, "If you want to go, we will go together, and he will go too."
As he spoke, the young man pointed to another person who was practicing in the corridor of the grotto. Before Ye Futian and the others, they were the only two of them on the corridor of the grotto.
"I may practice here for a while." Ye Futian said.
"No problem, how about I come to see you in three months?" the young man said.
"Okay." Ye Futian nodded directly, without talking nonsense.
"Farewell." The young man smiled and turned to leave. He walked to Zhao Han's side and said, "That's the end of this matter."
"Yes, Young Master Qian." Zhao Han nodded, not daring to have the slightest objection, then the young man stepped up and left, and the people around him involuntarily moved out of the way, obviously his status was extremely noble.
After the young man left, Zhao Han gave Ye Futian a cold look. It can be said that he lost face today, but he didn't even have a chance to retaliate.
"Let's go." With a voice out of his mouth, Zhao Han took Yang Ziqi away.
Yang Ziqi's face showed unwillingness, and he still couldn't help looking at the beautiful figure in the corridor of the grotto. He still couldn't accept that the woman he liked became someone else's maid. When he thought that she might serve a man, he felt extremely irritable.
But he can't change anything, Zhao Han can't do anything now, so he can only leave.
Everyone around sighed for a while, Ye Futian was favored by Qian Shao, and invited him to Loulan City together, but with Ye Futian's talent, the future would indeed be terrible, perhaps, Qian Shao would consider recruiting him to serve under his command, As long as Ye Futian agrees, he may become a top figure in the Land of Thousand Leagues in the future.
Qian Shao, but the young leader of the Thousand Alliance Land.
Ye Futian didn't think about Zhao Han anymore, just as the young man said, thisThe ape is full of majesty and majesty, just like the snow ape in the Tianyao Mountain back then, trying to shake the world.
Ye Futian practiced the body training method taught by Emperor Ye Qing, and now casts a statue of martial arts to pay tribute to Emperor Ye Qing and Senior Snow Ape.
In this dharma image, Ye Futian's three life souls are hidden, which are covered by the dharma image, so that no one can see anything.
However, Ye Futian did not stop practicing, and the dharma disappeared. He closed his eyes and continued to practice.
He has a lot of life souls, even if he condenses one dharma form with the three major life souls, he can still continue to condense other dharma forms!
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