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    ? Donghai Academy, since Ziwei Palace unified the Academy, Donghai Academy has been firmly controlled by Ziwei Palace.

    However, as the best practice place in Donghai Prefecture, younger generations from all over Donghai Prefecture will still gather here to practice.

    In the academy, young men and women are full of vigor, and many people are also discussing the matter of the Nandou family. They have a prince in Donghai City, which makes the juniors of the academy yearn for it.

    At this time, outside the Donghai Academy, a group of extraordinary figures appeared. They walked into the Academy, and they were Ye Futian and his party.

    Ye Futian, Hua Jieyu, Yu Sheng, Yi Qingxuan, Tang Wan and others walked in front and stepped into this familiar place. They felt that things were right and people were wrong. They were still cultivating here two years ago, but it seemed that they had passed away.  It's been a long time, and even a little strange.

    Yi Xiang, Hua Fengliu, Nandou Wenyin and Tang Lan were also full of emotions. They were also members of Donghai Academy, Yi Xiang was also the master of Wuqu Palace, Hua Fengliu and Nandou Wenyin used to practice in Ziwei Palace.  Tang Lan practiced in Wuqu Palace.

    But is today's Donghai Academy still the former Donghai Academy?

    The temperament of Ye Futian and others was so outstanding that they instantly attracted the attention of the disciples of the Academy.

    Especially Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu at the front, their looks are too demonic, these people should not be disciples of Donghai Academy.

    At this time, a disciple of about eighteen years old came, and when he saw Ye Futian, Hua Jieyu and others, his eyes froze instantly.

    "Ye Futian, Hua Jieyu." He stopped walking and murmured, "Master Yi."

    Then, he turned around sharply and ran towards the distance. In an instant, the news of Ye Futian, Hua Jieyu and others' return caused the Donghai Academy to shake. Even those young people trembled in their hearts after knowing their identities.  Is this the group of people who caused the uproar in Nandou Kingdom? They walked out of Donghai Academy.

    After a while, some elders arrived, and when they saw Yi Xiang, Hua Fengliu and others, they took a deep breath.

    "Yi Xiang." Someone shouted.

    "Where is Yan Shao?" Yi Xiang asked bluntly.

    "What are you doing back here?" Someone asked.

    "Let's go to Ziwei Palace." Ye Futian said coldly, and the group continued to move forward.

    When they came to Ziwei Palace, many disciples had already descended the mountain, looking at Ye Futian and the others indifferently, of course, with a hint of vigilance.

    "Where is Yan Shao?" Ye Futian asked: "My master, is he buried in Ziwei Palace?"

    At the beginning, he had warned Yan Shao that his master should be buried in Ziwei Palace, otherwise, Ziwei Palace would be buried with him.

    "Ziwei Palace is not a cemetery." Someone said coldly.

    "So, my master is not buried in Ziwei Palace?" Ye Futian's tone became cold, and he stepped forward and walked out.

    "Ye Futian, Nandou Tai has stepped into the realm of princes, I advise you to leave." One person said.

    "Nandoutai, are you a prince?" Ye Futian sneered, he looked at Yi Xiang, and said: "The death of the master was directly forced to death by Hua Xiang and Nan Doutai, right?"

    "Yes." Yi Xiang nodded.

    "Okay, Nandou Tai will be buried with him." Ye Futian said lightly, and the strong man in Ziwei Palace trembled.

    Yi Xiang took a step forward, a tyrannical pressure permeated the air, and looked at the people in Ziwei Palace: "Where is Qin Lao buried?"

    Feeling Yi Xiang's coercion, the people in Ziwei Palace turned pale, but they still didn't speak.

    "Bang." Yi Xiang took a step forward and punched out. In an instant, the shadow of the fist was heavy, and the expressions of the people in front changed drastically. They wanted to resist, but they only heard the loud rumbling sound, and one after another figure  They were directly knocked into the air, spitting out blood, their faces were pale, and they stared at Yixiang, the master of Wuqu Palace, Yixiang, getting stronger and stronger.

    "Where is it?" Yi Xiang stepped forward.

    "After Mr. Qin died, Ziwei Palace discussed how to bury him. Ziwei Palace is a place of cultivation. Naturally, it was impossible to bury someone. So he cremated Mr. Qin's body and placed his ashes in the place where he once lived on Ziwei Palace.  It's not humiliating him." One person said.

    "Ashes." Ye Futian smiled, his smile was a bit bleak, his figure flashed, and he took a step in the void, Hua Jieyu followed him, heading towards the place where Hua Jieyu once lived, which is also the residence of Qin Lao.

    When they came to Qin Lao's former residence, there were many weeds here, and the dilapidated courtyard was left unattended, and it was even sealed off, and no one took care of it.

    In the old house where Qin Lao lived, there was a basin of urns.

    Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu stood in front of the urn, feeling a little sad in their hearts.

    Hua Jieyu's beautiful eyes are full of tearsThe old man sat there calmly, with calloused hands on the strings.

    However, Ye Futian did not stop. He continued to carve, and carved another crane in front of the statue, standing beside the old man with his head held high.

    Hua Jieyu, Hua Fengliu and the others watched quietly, they were too similar in shape and spirit.

    Afterwards, Ye Futian took Qin Lao's ashes and buried them under the statue. He turned around and said to Yin: "Senior, I hope the statue will remain here forever."

    As soon as Yin stepped forward, an extremely terrifying chill bloomed from his body, a storm of ice and snow flew, and powerful spells descended, rushing towards the statue.

    Soon, the two statues were dressed in silver, crystal clear, like eternal ice sculptures.

    Backing away, Ye Futian glanced at the frozen Ziwei Palace, and then said: "Let's go to the Nandou Family and bring Nandou Tai and Yan Shao. I want them to turn into ice sculptures and kneel in front of the Master forever to repent.  There are also Hua Xiang and Luo Tianzi."

    These people are all the culprits who caused the death of the master, and none of them can be missed.
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