The Omnipresent Martial Arts Sage

After half a month...

In Yan's mansion, Yan Chiyu brought up the freshly cooked food, put it on the table, then took off his apron and clapped his hands.

"It's dinner." He shouted to his grandchildren.

Since childhood, the two children have eaten the food he cooked. Now although the granddaughter has grown up, she can help, but the main dishes are only authentic when he cooks them personally.

"Come here." Yan Ziyou walked in from the door, and she was only wearing plain white flared-sleeved pants at home.

Refreshing and pretty.

Wei He also put down his book, walked out of the study, and walked along the corridor to the restaurant.

Six delicious dishes have been placed on the mahogany round table in the restaurant.

Most of them are vegetarian dishes.

The spirit race does not like too much meaty dishes because of their weak health. Such dishes are the norm here.

The three sat down individually, distributed in the triangle of the round table.

Wei He lightly picked up the bowl and chopsticks, looked at the white crystal clear rice in the bowl, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of confusion.

He felt that he was not in Linzhou where the demons gathered, but on the side of Yuanyue.

"Eat, it's all you like to eat." Yan Chiyu looked at his grandson gently. He is almost three hundred years old, and he is about to reach the end of his life.

Not many years to live.

I don’t know how many times I can see the meal together like this in the future...

"Okay." These days, Wei He has taken some things at home about Yan Yuxin from Yan Chiyu and Yan Ziyou through amnesia as an excuse.

At this time, he had a preliminary understanding of the situation.

Therefore, he also had an idea.

The three of them were silent, eating their food slowly.

Mild sunlight came in from the window, and fell on half of the dish, reflecting a bright oily light.

"Yuxin, don't worry, grandpa will find you a good relationship later. With our Yan family's portal, it's uncertain now, maybe you can meet someone better than Xue Yixuan in the future." Yan Chiyu said warmly.

Wei He was expressionless, bowed his head to eat, and said nothing.

The atmosphere is somewhat depressing.

Yan Ziyou on the side glanced at his elder brother with a sad expression in his eyes.

Since the last time he fell into the water, his elder brother seemed to have changed himself. Not only did he lose his memory, but his personality also changed drastically, becoming indifferent and alienated.

"I'm going to perform a spiritual enlightenment ceremony!" Suddenly Wei He squeezed out a voice.

"!?"

"?"

The other two were taken aback for a moment and looked at Wei He at the same time.

Wei He raised his head, his expression indifferent but calm.

"Since I was humiliated and almost died because of spiritual power before, the root of everything is actually that I don't have spiritual power.

In that case, find a solution! So, I want to enlighten! "

Enlightenment is the only way he can master spiritual power to gain inheritance.

He didn't want to spend too much time in the spirit race, so the spirit opening ceremony became his best choice now.

As long as there is a trace of spiritual power, the inheritance ceremony can be completed.

"Qiling...?" The chopsticks in Yan Chiyu's hand stopped unconsciously, hung in the air, and stopped for a long time.

"Okay! Grandpa prepares for you to enlighten!" He put down his chopsticks again, and cut the railway firmly.

Yan Ziyou silently lowered his head, digging food in his mouth without making a sound.

The spiritual enlightenment ceremony, if the 72 other nobles who are in the limelight today, can naturally afford it, but their Yan family has long since fallen, and only the face of Menting is still in the past.

There is some accumulation of money, but if you want to carry out enlightenment, it is not only necessary to have money, but also to have qualifications and quotas.

This is not a simple matter.

After eating, Wei He got up and left Yan's Mansion, and went to the city to go around.

He came here to obtain spiritual power practice, which is a purpose.

And searching for the whereabouts of Yuanduzi's sister is also the second purpose.

The first purpose is that the Yan family is an ancient nobleman. No matter how bad it is, it should be no problem to hold a spiritual enlightenment ceremony.

The second purpose is to go to the place where the most complete information is recorded in the city to find clues.

Leaving Yan Mansion.

Wei He changed into a clean white long dress, with a light red pattern on the sleeves, and weaved a demon-like text with thin threads.

There are endless screams on the street. It's almost the same as the big moon before.

Occasionally there are cars driving monsters passing by, which can also be regarded as the original monsters pulling carts.

"Eighty Wen a catty of holly tea!"

"Ginseng White Tiger Tea 100 Wen a Jin!"

"One of five bean sencha biscuits."

Unconsciously, Wei He walked to a street specializing in tea.

He carefully looked at the spirit tribes around him along the way. These people were no different from ordinary humans except for their fairer complexion and more slender stature.

In addition, there is another point, that is, the average face value of the spirit tribe is higher.

The guys in the shops on both sides kept shouting at the floating people outside.

Occasionally seeing some passersby whose eyes are shining with fluorescence is even more enthusiastic.

Spiritual power awakening is normal in the spirit race, but it can reach the level of binocular luminescence, which means that the spiritual power has reached a certain level.

Generally, such levels are mostly high-income, wealthy people.

Wei He turned around this street and quickly found a storefront and walked in.

This shop sells books, but not important books, but like geography, picture books, autobiography books and the like.

Go in from the door of the bookstore, and there are rows of shady bookshelves inside.

There are many spirit people standing in the middle and looking through it.

It's no different from a human bookstore.

If it weren't for seeing these spiritual people stretch out their hands, they would be able to recruit books from other bookshelves.

He thought he was back to Dayue Bookstore.

"Guest, please read it for yourself." A low voice came from the side.

Wei He squinted his eyes and followed the sound.

After entering the counter on the right side of the door, there was a large black spider more than one meter tall with fluffy body.

The spider's green compound eyes glowed with faint fluorescence under the reflection of the sun.

Obviously it is also a demon with good spiritual power.

Wei He was surprised, and immediately came down. Spirit tribes are not entirely the only members of their own tribe. Some foreign tribes who have established merits for the spirit tribe and have awakened their own spiritual power will also be accepted.

This is recorded in the materials he has read these days.

"I want to ask if there is any record of major events in recent decades."

"The third row, nine columns and five floors, the twelfth book from left to right, the cover is called Lingyun Road." Spider boss replied coldly.

"Thank you." Wei He felt a bit of novelty in his heart, and turned to look for the location the spider boss said.

Soon, he found this book named Lingyun Road on the shelf that the other party said.

Opening it gently, Wei He began to check the contents with some difficulty.

According to the date, the book records the major events that happened that year.

But they are short phrases.

And the date is not the Gregorian calendar or the big month calendar used, but a calendar called Xuhaili.

He looked around and found a calendar hanging on the wall.

On the top is today's period: October 07, 11542 in the Xuhai calendar.

A line of clear enchanting text made Wei He a little confused.

This is about to be calculated on the basis of the virtual sea calendar. Haven't these demons already used the calendar for tens of thousands of years! ?

He stabilized his mind and continued to read the contents of the book.

After searching, Wei He soon found what he wanted.

In the column of the most recent date, there is a newly written handwriting.

‘In April 11513 of the Xuhai calendar, a giant demon hurricane arrived, breaking through all the blocking races all the way, flying into the Xuhai, disappearing.

Its body is like a black cloud, covering the sky and the sun, and everything it passes by is twisted and crazy. ’

‘13 years....’ Among all the records that Wei He saw, this one was the closest to Yuanduzi.

"Time can barely match..."

He paused, then continued to search for other detailed records.

Time passed slowly, and the sky outside gradually changed towards the afternoon.

"Huh? Yan Yuxin? Why would you come to the Qianyan Bookstore to read?" Suddenly a surprised male voice on the right came into Wei He's ears.

Wei He paused for a while before he came back to his senses. He is now Yan Yuxin.

He turned his head to look at the sound, and it was a handsome silver-haired man standing on his right.

With a slightly disgusted expression on his face, the man looked at Wei He with disgust.

"Are you?" Wei He asked with a frown. He is not Yan Yuxin after all, many people don't know him.

"My Situ Han, you almost got engaged to my cousin, and now you can't remember anything?" The man opened his eyes wide.

"Are we familiar?" Wei He hesitated.

"Very familiar, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't be able to marry my sister." Situ Han smiled.

"In other words, you are the one who caused the **** for the marriage?" Wei He asked.

"What do you think?" Situ Han smiled.

Suddenly he felt a little itchy in his throat, so he coughed lowly.

After coughing, he looked up again, there was no trace of Wei He in front of him.

"Hey! A mere mortal body wants to cheat my cousin! It's just a wishful thinking!" Situ Han cursed in a low voice, turning to leave the bookstore.

Only when he walked a few steps out, his throat felt more and more itchy, and even his lungs felt a little itchy.

Wei He walked out from behind a bookshelf, flipped through a new book in his hand.

As for Situ Han, in order to reduce the interference in his ceremonies, he naturally had to cut the grass and roots.

Just let him experiment, what is the difference between Spirit Race people and ordinary humans.

Anyway, in his eyes, demons are all materials, and spirit races are also spirit demons, so there is not much difference.

"If it's fast, I hope to hold the spirit enlightenment within two months... complete the inheritance ceremony. Then scrape Lingyun City and leave." Wei He estimated the next process in his mind.

"In addition..." Wei He scanned the books that introduced the spirit race. He didn't find any Demon King records on it.

In other words, after he completes the inheritance ceremony, he can search back the valuable things in the spirit race as quickly as possible without concealing his identity.

Quickly paid, Wei He left the bookstore with the book.

I happened to see two beautiful girls wearing short green skirts and tied ball heads.

One of the girls had a mole on the corner of her eyebrows, with a touch of beauty in her pure appearance. It was Xue Yixuan who Yan Yuxin was about to make a kiss before.

The other is Xue Yixuan's sister. They look a bit similar, but the person is slightly older.

When the two saw Wei He, they were also taken aback, slowing down involuntarily.

"I know I like to come here, so do you come here to wait for me?" Xue Yixuan looked at Wei He, and a flash of disgust flashed in his eyes.

"I advise you to cut down on these thoughts."

The other person on the side also sneered, and didn't even look at this side.

The two women passed by Wei He and entered the bookstore.

Wei He's expression remained unchanged, but his fingers flicked.

A plume of poisonous smoke flew towards Xue Yixuan silently and attached to the skin on the back of her neck.

"It seems that you like her very much. Even if you die, you will subconsciously influence me to come here.

In that case, let them accompany you together, as it is a reward for occupying your heart. "

He looked calm, turned and walked towards Yan Mansion.

As far as Wei He is concerned, the minds of non-me ethnic groups must be different, let alone an ethnic group like monsters.

Killing a few groups of demons is like picking flowers from the side of the road to him, freehand and natural.