World Wide Martial Art

Ye Qingsheng's eyes widened and he gasped for air, feeling frightened and angry at the same time.

The moment Ye Feng fell into the abyss, Ye Qingsheng really thought that he was going to lose this son who had high hopes for him.

Fortunately, he reacted in time and grabbed Ye Feng, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Ye Feng also felt frightened at this moment. He stood there and breathed heavily, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

"Father, do you know what is in that abyss?"

Ye Feng's body tensed, thinking of the scene he saw when his consciousness sank, the huge figure hidden in the dark dust and smoke, and his palms trembled slightly.

"Inside that..."

Ye Qingsheng stared at the abyss, remained silent for a moment and said: "The ancestor who sacrificed his life in the abyss once said that there is a great terror from hell buried in the abyss, but I don't know what it is specifically."

"From hell?"

Ye Feng's eyes narrowed, and the terrifying aura and power of that huge figure really seemed like a creature from hell.

"I saw a vague figure..."

Ye Feng hesitated and said.

Ye Qingsheng was shocked and looked at Ye Feng seriously, "Have you seen him? What does he look like?"

"I can't see the appearance clearly, I can only see a pair of eyes, scarlet and violent, full of killing and madness."

Ye Feng shook his head, those eyes kept reappearing in his mind, lingering.

"correct."

Ye Qingsheng raised his brows and said in a deep voice: "What's going on with the flames that burst out of you? It should be the flames that help you get out of the abyss, right?"

"I have no idea."

Ye Feng shook his head. His consciousness fell into a trance at that time. He didn't know exactly what happened, but it must have something to do with the flame.

"The flame appeared very suddenly. When I was seven years old, I suddenly felt a flame burning in my Dantian. It was very hot..."

Ye Feng recalled the original situation, and his eyes seemed to be burning with blazing fire. The experience that night was too profound to be forgotten.

"I seemed to see the Dantian inside my body. A lotus-shaped flame rose from the silent chaos and slowly bloomed in the Dantian."

Ye Feng closed his eyes and felt the whirlpool mixed with flames slowly turning in his Dantian. He couldn't see the existence of the flame lotus. From that night on, he couldn't see the lotus. He just felt a fire in his body. Able to mobilize with thoughts.

"Fire Lotus?"

Ye Qingsheng frowned. He had heard that such a flame was called a strange fire, but no matter what kind of strange fire it was, it was not as powerful as the flame in Ye Feng's body. It should be different.

"The flames contained in your cyclone are also caused by the flame lotus?"

Ye Qingsheng's heart moved.

"I guess so."

Ye Feng nodded slightly. Apart from the flame lotus, he could not think of any other reason. After all, his personality was not violent, and he had never been exposed to any fire-attributed objects.

"Just by mixing some flames into your cyclone, you can make your cyclone reach heaven-level. What kind of flame is this?"

Ye Qingsheng felt his heart beating loudly. He couldn't help but hold Ye Feng's hand tightly and said in a deep voice: "This flame is more important than your heaven-level cyclone. You must not tell anyone, and you must not leak any information about it. !”

"Um!"

Ye Feng nodded quickly. He also knew that the flame was extraordinary, so since he awakened to the flame, he did not even tell Ye Qingsheng because he was worried about the hidden dangers that the flame would bring to him.

"Well, this flame lotus can help you improve your cyclone level, so it will definitely do you no harm."

Ye Qingsheng shook his head. If he couldn't figure out the origin of the flame lotus, he didn't need to think about it anymore.

"The inheritance of the Nine Nether Holy Body Technique is ahead."

Ye Qingsheng pointed forward and led Ye Feng forward. At this end of the wide street, there were also mansions standing on both sides.

But at the end of the street, there is a stone statue that is a hundred feet high. The carving memory is extraordinary, and it vividly shows the momentum of the person created by the stone statue, domineering, confident, and upright!

"This is one of the ancestors of my Ye family, and he is also the saint who left the Nine Nether Holy Body Skill."

Ye Qingsheng bowed respectfully to the stone statue, and Ye Feng followed suit and looked at the stone statue quietly.

This ancestor of the Ye family is very handsome, he looks rich and handsome, like a handsome young man, holding a scroll in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, with heroic brows and extraordinary bearing.

At the foot of the ancestor's stone statue, there was a stone tablet. The stone tablet was ordinary, but the words engraved on it shone with scorching holy light and exuded a mysterious atmosphere.

There are five big characters written at the front of the text, "Nine Nether Holy Body Skills."

"The provincial inheritance of my Ye family is just here?"

Ye Feng looked at Ye Qingsheng in surprise. Although the ancient city of the Ye family has become a hidden place and no one knows about it, at the time, the ancient city was extremely lively, with countless creatures gathering here.

This can be easily seen from the houses, shops, and mansions in Yejia Ancient City. Yejia Ancient City was very glorious in the past, and it might even be a holy place, worshiped and revered by countless cultivators.

"Haha, this ancestor has extraordinary magnanimity. He deliberately placed the Nine Nether Sacred Body Technique here. Anyone who can comprehend it can practice it, regardless of birth."

Ye Qingsheng said in a respectful tone, "In ancient times, there were ten people with extraordinary talents who practiced the Nine Nether Sacred Body Art and worshiped their ancestors as their teachers. They all reached the holy realm."

"It's a pity that these ten saints later all died in this ancient city of Ye family, together with their ancestors..."

Hearing this, Ye Feng was shocked. Ten saints, plus the ancestors of the Ye family, that's eleven. They all died in the Ye family ancient city. What happened in this ancient city? It's simply a cemetery for saints.

"It's hard for us to know what happened to the Ye family ancient city. Most of the relevant records have been lost and cannot be found. We can only find out a few rare ones from ancient books."

Ye Qingsheng shook his head, "Because of our ancestors, the Nine Nether Saint Body Art is not only owned by my Ye family, but also by many families."

"But the Nine Nether Saint Body Art has extremely high requirements for talent and potential. The most important thing is comprehension. Even if other forces know about this art, not many people can practice it."

"It requires extremely high comprehension?"

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at the Nine Nether Saint Body Art. He has always been very confident in his comprehension. No art book has ever stumped him. He can learn it and even master it after reading it once.

He is not yet an adult, but he has been able to create the Falling Leaf Sword Art. His talent and comprehension are evident.

Therefore, Ye Feng also wanted to see if he could comprehend this holy technique to verify whether he was really smart.

"Take a look first. If you can't learn it, you can ask me. Although my Ye family's ancestors allowed everyone to practice this holy technique, they left a shortcut for the family members after all."

Ye Qingsheng smiled calmly, "The ancestors left behind the practice of the holy technique, which was passed down by each generation of the family head. If there is a family member who can practice the holy technique and can't understand the holy technique, the family head will teach the practice."