The Ultimate Villain of Fantasy chapter 1084

The Ultimate Villain of Fantasy
Page 1084
At this time, Ye Pingyang smiled mischievously, and said in a coquettish tone: “Master, there are mice on the ground…”
As if to confirm his words, Ye Ping’s voice was just out of his mouth, when the annoying rat’s cry rang again in the house.
Ye Ping raised his hand and said, “Master! I told him to catch him!”
After scolding him, he picked up the broom in his hand to sort out the… old and simple books upstairs in the library.
Many have fallen ashes, and most of them are no longer visible.
After turning it over, pages of paper fell down, and the handwriting was blurred.
But then… the monks who cleaned the floor still took the trouble to stick them together with paste, and Ye Ping was also given a set of mental methods.
He didn’t know how much this so-called master knew about him, but in order to temporarily live in this ghostly temple and have a place to live, Ye Ping had to obey the arrangement.
Holding the numbers that he studied with his mind, he was still ignorant.
Ye Ping couldn’t even carry it down, and he was often distracted when he practiced.
He simply closed his eyes and took a nap, but was often beaten up by monks who sweep the floor.
Month after month, staying in the dim library building of Lingyou Temple, sometimes the sun hardly shines in.
Therefore, he also failed to realize the rapid passage of time. Ye Ping relied on his own feeling to quickly restore his previous residence in the talent space.
He unexpectedly discovered that this talent space can be expanded by the growth of his own cultivation, so he also became interested.
According to the vague fragmented memory, the previous demonic religion that was so solemn in the beautiful mountains and rivers was built brick by brick.
Suddenly one day, Ye Ping was able to memorize those mental methods and apply them rationally.
The old monk’s back: It seems to have bowed a little more, his whole person looks more energetic, and his gray eyes are full of light.
After listening to Ye Ling’s memorization, he couldn’t help nodding, and said with great relief: “It took me ten years to fully grasp it, but I didn’t expect you to be able to…”
Chapter 1266
A kind smile appeared on the face of the old monk, and his lineage could be regarded as a successor from now on.
It will not lose the mind and martial arts.
He stood up and walked towards the yard, “Come on, I’ll continue teaching you.”
Ye Ping listened to Master’s praise absent-mindedly, he followed the old monk’s movements and instructions, and practiced in a straight-forward manner.
In the past two years, Ye Ping’s body has grown a lot, and the whole person has grown into a zhilan jade tree, with a slender figure.
Even though he wore a simple navy blue monk robe, he couldn’t hide the dazzling light radiating from his body.
“Master,”
Ye Ping, who had been practicing all morning, suddenly sat on the ground and folded his arms like a fool, “I don’t practice anymore.”
“Then you should rest for a while,”
The old monk thought he was just tired and angry, turned around and walked out, not forgetting to exhort: “Don’t rest too long.
I’ll go get porridge.”
Ye Ping responded perfunctorily, raised his hand to cover his eyes, and the sunlight poured down from the gap between his fingers, illuminating his delicate eyebrows.
Feeling empty in his heart for no reason, Ye Ping simply closed his eyes and opened them again to enter the talent space.
He walked several times along the items and buildings he had cultivated over the past two years.
It always felt as if some long-buried memory wanted to break out of the ground… Ye Ping couldn’t help sighing, he couldn’t stay here any longer.
Every day is clear porridge and white noodles, and there is no oil or water at all, and now he no longer knows the taste of meat.
One is that he hates the hard life, and the other is that Ye Ping feels that he can’t sit here and wait for death. He has to go out and find some clues so that he can know who he is and where his home is.
So he went out.
In the past two years, Ling Yi had just started running towards the library, and after being reprimanded by the old monk for a few minutes, he shrank his head and leaned out of Ye Ping’s window, secretly looking for him to chat for a few days.
What they said was just a few words, such as where the oranges are red, the hawthorns are ripe… and today a believer brought two eggs, but She Si stole them.
Ye Ping didn’t have the patience to listen to this afterward…. Nonsense, so he simply told what happened to him recently.
Ling tutted his tongue in admiration while listening, and there was irony in his words.
“He is… a monk who sweeps the floor. I can see what kind of martial arts there will be. He is… unwilling to just sweep the floor here. He insists on dragging his back to accompany him.”
Ling Yi was not a mean-spirited person on weekdays, but he was too much influenced by his fellow apprentices and brothers, so he would naturally think that this sweeping monk was just a rubbish who wanted to rely on his disciples to get ahead.
So I really despised this kind of person.
Ye Ping had just opened the door and walked to the front yard when he heard a crackling sound.
A lot of china smashed to the ground, and even the offerings from the table rolled out.
Feeling strange in his heart, he tiptoed to look at it.
I saw one disciple being held down by the rest of the group, and someone else was muttering, “Okay, you are so powerful now that you dare to bully senior brother!”
“.……I do not have.”
It took a long time for the person being pinned down to say such a word, and Ye Ping raised his eyebrows when he heard this familiar voice.