She Shocks The Whole World After Retirement

"Ye Qingyang, do you know that the Nether Phoenix and the Divine Feather Phoenix are the same, there is actually a difference between the juvenile and adult forms. The Divine Feather Phoenix in its childhood looks like a chicken, but the adult Divine Feather Phoenix The phoenix will become extremely gorgeous. The juvenile form of the ghost phoenix is ​​similar to a crow, but the difference between it and the crow is that its eyes are red. But when it reaches adulthood, it will become incomparable. There is no trace, but whenever it appears, the sky will become dark. At that time, it is the wind, thunder, rain, and everything you can feel in the dark world."

"Tell me, Ye Qingyang, what color are your animal eyes?"

Ye Qingyang's expression gradually became strange.

He swallowed subconsciously before whispering: "Red."

Sheng Xiao suddenly closed his eyes.

Wangu continued to shuttle them through space, while Zhan Wuya was sleeping due to excessive spiritual power. Ye Qingyang glanced at Zhan Wuya, who was sleeping behind him, and then turned to look at Sheng Xiao.

He always felt that Sheng Xiao's aura had changed.

Becoming a little strange, but also a little familiar.

Ye Qingyang suppressed her uneasiness and anxiety, frowned and asked Sheng Xiao, "What exactly do you want to ask me?"

Sheng Xiao opened his eyes and looked at the mysterious space with violent energy in front of him. He said: "I once personally raised the only Nether Phoenix in the world. From the day he was born, I carefully hid him in my clothes. , put it in the place closest to my heart. I hatched it myself and watched him grow from a little crow into an extremely powerful ghost phoenix."

"And he is the fortune teller of the undead."

Ye Qingyang had a look of astonishment on his face. "Then you are"

"I am Sheng Xiao, and I am also Yu Aofeng. Likewise, I am also the Heavenly Dragon Divine Phrase Master, the father of the Undead Divine Phrase Master."

Ye Qingyang was so shocked by the news that her mouth opened wide.

"My mother" Ye Qingyang turned around suddenly and covered her mouth with her hands to control herself from screaming.

This ghost cultivator has lost his temper in a rare manner.

With the greatest concentration in his life, Ye Qingyang suppressed the 'fuck' in his heart. He looked at Sheng Xiao again and asked curiously: "How much do you remember about the undead fortune teller?" Ye Qingyang wanted to find out more about the undead fortune teller, thinking that next time he returned to the continent of the undead, it would be best to Can completely inherit the inheritance of the undead fortune teller.

"Of course I remember everything about Ling Xiao," Sheng Xiao said.

"It turns out that the undead fortune teller is called Ling Xiao." Ye Qingyang nodded and praised: "Liao Jiao Xiao, this name is really impressive, and only the children of the Tianlong divine fortune teller and the divine phoenix divine fortune teller are worthy of it. Such an imposing name.”

"Yes, Ling Xiao has been smart since he was a child and has extremely high talent in cultivation, but he doesn't like to cultivate spiritual power and always likes to follow the devil and fortune teller as a follower." After a pause, Sheng Xiao added an explanation, "The Demon God Divine Phrase Master is the founder of the secret art of cultivating magic. In ancient times and ancient times, demons were also a recognized energy. It is not like now, when everyone hears about demon cultivation and stays away from it."

"What happened next?" Ye Qingyang asked.

"When Ling Xiao was 60 years old, he went to the Land of Wuwu and found his space seed. He refined the seed and introduced into his body all the undead souls in the world who were too obsessed with reincarnation. In the small world, he made his small world a home for the undead, and he also successfully created his own ghost path and became a master of ghost cultivation. But the undead were all once humans, and they also had hearts. Xiao takes it as faith and regards him as a god."

"When Ling Xiao was 100 years old, he became the youngest fortune teller in the world. But when he was 600 years old, his good friend the devil fortune teller suddenly went crazy, became disowned, and became murderous. Ling Xiao wanted to I stopped my friend from continuing to kill and fought with him. The two finally died together and fell into the abyss of demons in the Undead Continent. When I rushed to the Undead Continent to find him, he had already died in the battle, all his cultivation was gone, and he returned to the core of the undead. .At that time, I had noticed something fishy about the demonic transformations of the demon gods and fortune tellers. I didn’t want to watch them enter reincarnation, so I took away their souls.”

Hearing this, Ye Qingyang felt a little weird. He asked Sheng Xiao: "What did you do to their souls?"

Sheng Xiao stared at Ye Qingyang with extremely complicated eyes. He said: "I sealed their souls, and forced them to travel through space, hiding their souls in the chaotic space cracks. I originally thought that after I found out After all the conspiracies, we personally sent them to reincarnation. But before we could find out the truth, we were plotted by Dao Dao."

"So, the souls of the undead fortune teller and the demon divine fortune teller are still floating in the space cracks?" Ye Qingyang would naturally think so.

Sheng Xiao shook his head.

He said: "I am a domineering person and will never allow anyone to take away the energy that belongs to my son. Therefore, I once left a ray of my spiritual consciousness on the core of the undead fortune teller. That ray of spiritual consciousness exists , no one can get the inheritance in the core of the undead."

Staring at Ye Qingyang, Sheng Xiao nervously pressed the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth and said hoarsely: "Only Ling Xiao's soul body can obtain the energy in the core of the undead."

But Ye Qingyang got half of the energy in the undead core.

this means.

Ye Qingyang took a breath of air.

Zhan Wuya, who had already woken up but had not opened his eyes and did not want to break their conversation, was also shocked.

In this case, isn't Ye Qingyang the reincarnation of Ling Xiao?

In other words, he is Sheng Xiao’s

son.

Zhan Wuya couldn't believe it anymore. He was afraid that Ye Qingyang would kill him with a knife and keep this secret forever.

There was a strange aura lingering around Ye Qingyang, and he said expressionlessly: "Don't make up stories for me here. Don't think that just making up a story will make me change my mind and call you daddy. I am Ye Qingyang." Yang is the young master of the Ye family."

After saying that, Ye Qingyang turned around and refused to talk to Sheng Xiao again.

Sheng Xiao watched him quietly and did not disturb him again.

Ye Qingyang lay on Wangu's back. He rested his head on his right arm and closed his eyes to sleep. But in his mind, he remembered a past event that he had ignored for many years——

Since childhood, the Ye family believed that Ye Qingyang was gifted because he was born with an abnormality.

According to Ye Qingyang's grandfather, on the day he was born, the day suddenly turned into dark night, and the entire divination continent lost sunlight. Countless meteors passed through the sky, and a black meteorite landed in the sky of Ye's family, but it was strange. The ground disappeared.

Less than two minutes after the meteorite landed, the mistress of the Ye family gave birth to the young master of the Ye family.

The birth of the young master turned the day into darkness. Some people once thought that the young master of the Ye family was an unknown person. In order to change his grandson's fate, the old patriarch of the Ye family named his grandson Ye Qingyang.

The word Qing means that the child will have a prosperous official career and be noble in the future.

The word "Yang" is the old patriarch's blessing to his grandson, praying that the child will be born toward the sun and not be affected by evil spirits.

But Ye Qingyang finally became a ghost cultivator.

After the Ye family suffered a genocide, all forces in the Divination Continent believed that Ye Qingyang had brought disaster to the Ye family, and even Ye Qingyang himself believed those words.

Recalling this past event and combining what Sheng Xiao said before, Ye Qingyang finally understood why the day turned into dark night and there were meteors streaking across the sky on the day he was born.

Because when the Nether Phoenix appears, the world will plunge into darkness.

"I won't let you call me daddy. You'd better give up." Ye Qingyang said dullly.

When he was the second-ranked man on the Doomsday Battlefield Grandmaster List, Sheng Xiao was still fighting bloody battles to be on the Thousand Masters List. In Ye Qingyang's eyes, Sheng Xiao was always the contestant who was ignored by the big world. A weakling who was bullied and needed his help to stand up.

Why did he become the reincarnation of Sheng Xiao's son in the blink of an eye?

Ye Qingyang did not accept this fact.

Sheng Xiao raised the corners of his lips slightly, and when he spoke, his tone was somewhat indulgent: "You don't need to change your words. I feel relieved to see that you are safe now."

Ye Qingyang felt that Sheng Xiao was coaxing the child. He sat up angrily, glared at Sheng Xiao, and said angrily: "Don't talk to me in such a tone of coaxing a child, I am the ghost cultivator Ye Qingyang, a child can stop crying if he is famous Fierce God!"

Sheng Xiao couldn't help laughing, but he still nodded cooperatively, nodded again and said, "Okay, it's all up to you."

Ye Qingyang: "."

He seemed even more angry.