Peerless Tang Sect's Splitting Claws Tearing the Sky

Go somewhere?

Ye Ming suddenly realized that the girl's depression might not only be because of her departure.

He also noticed that Qing'er was wearing something different today. The beautiful skirts that she usually wore almost every day were replaced by a plain gauze robe.

Whenever she went out in the past few days, the girl would always put on some light makeup, but today she did not apply any makeup...

Under the influence of strong mental power, Ye Ming discovered many details that were different from usual ones in just a short period of time. At the same time, a feeling suddenly emerged in his heart. The origin of that feeling was unknown and traceable, but it was The mental power that had been almost stagnant in the past year has once again moved a little bit.

"Miss, everything is ready."

At this time, Xiaowen broke in, and Ye Ming's eyes subconsciously fell on the flower basket in her hand.

Inside were clusters of swan feathers in full bloom, with excess branches cut off and neatly stacked in a basket.

Qing'er stood up and took the basket, then turned to look at Ye Ming, "It's almost time, let's go."

Ye Ming wiped his mouth hurriedly, stood up and followed...

After leaving the City Lord's Mansion, there was a surging crowd on the street, noisy and noisy, even worse than the previous few days.

There were not only pedestrians, but also roadside vendors, and everyone looked very excited.

Ye Ming was also quickly infected by the surrounding atmosphere. He looked around and found a lot of interesting things after searching.

"What day is it today? Everyone seems happy?"

"French National Day."

"what?"

Ye Ming looked around and was a little surprised at the same time, "Foundation Day? It means the day when the Dou Ling Empire was established? Why haven't I encountered it before?"

Qing'er glanced at him quietly, "You left too early before. If you could stay for two more days, you would have met."

"..."

Sensing the girl's gaze, Ye Ming scratched his head unconsciously and could only reply with an awkward yet polite smile.

This little girl is still worried about her leaving...

He simply adjusted his mentality quickly.

He stopped asking about related matters and just observed his surroundings silently.

After walking around, I found that it was somewhat similar to the Spring Festival in my memory, not in terms of customs, but in terms of the atmosphere and the similar smiles on the faces of the crowd.

There was a similar festival in Tianhun, but the atmosphere was far less than here, and it was more like a formality.

The Douling Empire has a special geographical location, so some ancient customs or festivals can be well preserved and passed down.

Ye Ming thought like this, and gradually found that the two of them were walking farther and farther, all the way north along the main road. The crowd here was much thinner than before.

"Qing'er, where are we going?"

"Go see some uncles."

uncle?

Ye Ming looked thoughtful. In fact, he could already guess something about Qing'er's dress, but wasn't the teacher an orphan? How can a girl have an uncle?

It wasn't until he reached the end that Ye Ming realized that his idea was completely wrong.

Their destination was indeed a cemetery, but it was a military tomb.

It is close to the city wall and there are few pedestrians.

The cemetery looks like it has just been built. The stones are still very new and the area is small. A cursory scan of the cemetery reveals only dozens of bare tombstones.

Qing'er stood at the entrance of the cemetery and stared for a while, then walked straight in until she stood in front of the first tombstone.

Ye Ming followed her and took the flower basket from her hand with understanding.

But the girl first wiped the tombstone carefully with a handkerchief, and then carefully took out a flower basket and placed it in front of the tombstone.

Then comes the second one...

The girl's speed was very slow, and she had to stand still for a while every time she passed a building, and Ye Ming on the side had no intention of urging her.

Such occasions are always more solemn, even though he didn't recognize every name on the tombstone...

There are very few tombstones in the cemetery, but it took half an afternoon to wipe them all.

Finally, they stood in front of the last stone monument.

This stone monument is taller than the others. A willow tree is planted next to it, and its hanging branches will sway with the breeze.

The girl also spoke at this time, but she was facing the stone tablet with a rare smile on her face.

"Uncle Yu, Qing'er came to see you again. Please forgive me for breaking the promise in the past two years, but this time Qing'er brought you swan feathers, and there will be swan feathers for you every year in the future..."

Ye Ming listened on the sidelines and finally understood that these tombstones were actually soldiers who died in the attack more than four years ago!

Among them, the Uncle Yu mentioned by Qing'er has a close relationship with him. He should be the Soul King with Shi Yong, but that's all.

He couldn't do it if he was sad for some strangers, but he couldn't help but sigh when he saw the tears in Qing'er's eyes.

Perhaps these generals who accompany and protect her have long been regarded as relatives by her...

The flower basket was finally empty.

Ye Ming looked at the girl quietly for a long time. During this period, his mood was more or less infected by the girl. Inexplicably, the feeling in his heart came back again, and this time it was stronger and most thorough.

It's like using a downpour to water a seed that is about to break through the ground...

I don’t know why I thought of such a metaphor.

After practicing for so long, Ye Ming was no longer a fool. He vaguely understood the source of this feeling, and now he freed up his mind to feel it with all his strength.

The spiritual meditation method in my mind suddenly started to work automatically, and the spiritual sea began to rise and fall violently. The waves beat one after another, forming a huge funnel on the vast water.

At the bottom of the funnel, a light spot suddenly broke out of the ground, emerged from the water in an instant, and then spread like sprouts around it, growing into a towering tree in a short period of time!

Such changes have occurred in the spiritual sea, and the bronze turntable suspended in mid-air seems to have never heard of all this.

Ye Ming suddenly felt the faint pain in front of him. He had had a similar experience of this kind of sadness, but it was far less intense than in his memory.

He vaguely understood something, and a voice that had been silent for a long time came from his mind.

"Boy, what kind of magical method are you practicing that is so strange?"

"Yilao!! You finally woke up."

Ye Ming's face was filled with joy, his mind was instantly immersed in the second sea of ​​consciousness, and he saw the old man wrapped in a gray robe.

"Well, I was also awakened by the fluctuation just now. Go and take a look at your main spiritual sea. Something seems to have changed there. Even my spiritual power here has increased a lot."

Hearing this, Ye Ming looked around. Due to the gold of living beings, his second sea of ​​consciousness turned green, and its scale was far less than that of the main sea of ​​spirit, but now the space here is slowly expanding.

He nodded without hesitation and appeared in another spiritual sea in a flash.

This spiritual sea is much wider than the second sea of ​​consciousness, and Ye Ming also immediately discovered the foreign objects in the sea of ​​consciousness.

That's actually a tree...