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

But as the best place for practicing in Donghai Prefecture, the descendants of Donghai Prefecture will still gather here to practice.

In the academy, young men and women were energetic, and many people were also discussing the affairs of the Nandou family. In their Donghai City, a prince appeared, which made the juniors of the academy yearn for them.

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

Ye Futian, Hua Jieyu, Yu Sheng, Yi Qingxuan, Tang Wan and others walked in front and walked into this familiar place. They felt that things were wrong. They were still practicing here two years ago, but it seemed that they had been a long time, and they were even a little unfamiliar.

Yi Xiang, Hua Fengliu, Nandou Wenyin and Tang Lan were also full of emotions. They were also part of the Donghai Academy. Yi Xiang was also the palace master of Wuqu Palace. Hua Fengliu and Nandou Wenyin once practiced in Ziwei Palace, and Tang Lan was practicing in Wuqu Palace.

But is the current Donghai Academy still the former Donghai Academy?

Ye Futian and others had too outstanding temperaments, which instantly attracted the attention of the disciples of the academy.

Especially Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu at the forefront, their faces are too weird. These people should not be disciples of the Donghai Academy.

At this time, a disciple about eighteen years old came over and saw Ye Futian, Hua Jieyu and others, and his eyes instantly frozen.

"Ye Futian, Hua Jieyu." His steps stopped and he murmured: "Master Yi Palace."

Then, he turned around and ran towards the distance. In an instant, the news that Ye Futian, Hua Jieyu and others came back caused a shock to the Donghai Academy. Even those young people, their hearts were trembling after knowing their identities. Is this the group of people who caused a stir in the Nandou Kingdom? They walked out of the Donghai Academy.

A moment later, some elders came and saw Yi Xiang, Hua Fengliu and others, and they took a deep breath.

"Yi Xiang." Someone shouted.

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

"What are you doing when you are back?" someone asked.

"Go to Ziwei Palace." Ye Futian spoke coldly, and the group continued to step forward.

When they arrived in front of Ziwei Palace, many disciples had already gone down the mountain and looked at Ye Futian and the others indifferently, of course, with a faint sense of vigilance.

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

At the beginning, he warned Yan Shao that he would let his master be buried in Ziwei Palace, otherwise, he would have to be buried with Ziwei Palace.

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

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

"Ye Futian, Nan Doutai has entered the realm of a prince, I advise you to leave." One person said.

"Nan Doutai, is it a prince?" Ye Futian sneered. He looked at Yi Xiang and said, "The death of Master Hua Xiang and Nan Doutai were forced to death directly?"

"Yes." Yi Xiang nodded.

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

Yi Xiang took a step forward, and a powerful pressure filled his eyes and looked at the people in Ziwei Palace: "Where is Old Qin buried?"

Feeling Yi Xiang's pressure, the people in Ziwei Palace looked ashen, but they still didn't say anything.

"Bang." Yi Xiang took a step forward and punched out. In an instant, the fist shadows were soaring. The people in front of him changed their expressions and wanted to resist, but only a loud rumbling sound was heard. One by one, a series of figures were knocked away, spitting blood in their mouths. They looked pale and stared at Yi Xiang, the palace master of Wuqu Palace, Yi Xiang, became stronger and stronger.

"Where?" Yi Xiang stepped forward.

"After Qin Lao's death, Ziwei Palace discussed how to bury it. Ziwei Palace is a place for cultivation, so it is naturally impossible to bury someone. So Qin Lao's body was cremated and the ashes were placed in the place where he had lived on Ziwei Palace, which was not considered insulting him." One person said.

"Ashes." Ye Futian smiled, his smile a little desolate. His figure flashed and he stepped in the void. Hua Jieyu followed him and headed towards the place where Hua Jieyu had lived, which was also the residence of Mr. Qin.

When they came to Qin Lao's former residence, there were many weeds here, and the dilapidated courtyard was not taken care of, and it was even banned and no one cared for.

In the old house where Mr. Qin lives, there is a pot of urn.

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

Hua Jieyu's beautiful eyes slid down with tears, and he said softly: "Master."

Ye Futian's eyes were also slightly red. He still remembered that when Qin Lao taught him to play the piano here, the kind old man had such a kind smile.

That morning, the old man saw him reconciliation together, wishing them to always love each other like a teenager.

He remembered the chaos of the Nandou family. Although the old man was still in his twilight moments, his character would last forever, but after his death, he was placed here alone.

Thinking of this, Ye Futian only felt sad.

In Ziwei Palace, the old man was lying quietly here. I am afraid that the disciples of Donghai Academy would never know that there was such a person.

Ye Futian knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the dusty urn, and his head hit the ground, making a crisp sound.

Hua Jieyu knelt down in tears and kowtowed to the old man.

Then Hua Fengliu and Nandou Wenyin walked forward one after another and knelt on the ground. This was their teacher.

"Master, you like Ziwei Palace, I will let you stay here. Although you like tranquility, Futian doesn't want you to be so lonely after leaving. So, I will do something. Master, don't blame me." Ye Futian raised his head and looked at the old man's urn and said.

"The Donghai Academy should not forget such a senior." Yi Xiang also supported Ye Futian. Although Mr. Qin did not seek fame, otherwise he would not have studied the piano alone in Ziwei Palace, but they could not bear to see the old man still being so desolate after leaving.

"Ye Futian nodded, then stood up and walked out, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

He saw his body soaring into the middle of Ziwei Palace. Yin Xuewei followed behind him and the group came to the magnificent Ziwei Palace Palace, with a straight stairway below, which could lead all the way to the bottom of Ziwei Palace.

"Ye Futian, you are arrogant." Seeing that Ye Futian was so rude, many people from Ziwei Palace came to scold him coldly.

"Give you half an hour, get out of here. After today, the Ziwei Palace will no longer exist." Ye Futian spoke coldly, his voice spreading to the distance, and countless people's hearts trembled violently.

Once upon a time, when Ye Futian was young, he blocked the Ziwei Palace and wrote a general order to witness his peerless charm.

Today, he stood on Ziwei Palace and announced that after today, there will be no Ziwei Palace.

"Arrogant." A strong man in the heavenly realm stepped out, but saw Yin Jiu look at him. The ice will of the royal level bloomed. With just one glance, the body of the strong man in the heavenly realm stopped in the void. Then, the surrounding ice and snow covered his body, turned into an ice sculpture, and stopped in mid-air.

A crisp sound came out, the ice sculpture exploded, and the body shattered directly.

In just a moment, the figures on Ziwei Palace were frozen and their faces were pale.

The nine powerful men stood behind Ye Futian, and an extremely terrifying chill filled out. It was the aura of the king and the nine kings and princes.

"Frozen Ziwei Palace." Ye Futian spoke coldly, and the nine kings stepped out and walked towards different directions. An extreme cold enveloped the entire Ziwei Palace. Snow fell between the sky and the earth, and every snowflake exuded a bone-broken chill.

The snowflakes fell on the powerful men in Ziwei Palace, and they felt cold to the bone.

Soon, it started snowing in Ziwei Palace and it was snowing heavily.

"So cold." All the disciples of Ziwei Palace shivered. Even those who were practicing were frozen and stopped because of the cold, and then walked out.

Then, the powerful Ziwei Palace went down the mountain one after another.

"Go to the Nandou family and notify the palace master." Someone said, the snow was getting heavier and colder.

Under Ziwei Palace, disciples from Donghai Academy rushed over and looked up at the snowflakes falling in the sky in Ziwei Palace. They all felt a terrible chill.

Gradually, Ziwei Palace seemed to be covered with a layer of silver, becoming crystal clear.

"This..." The disciples of Donghai Academy showed a horrified expression.

Is this going to freeze the Ziwei Palace?

Crazy!

Ye Futian stood on the top of Ziwei Palace. Around his body, endless ice and snow were flying, turning into a snowman. Then, he used spiritual energy as his sword to carve it in the ice and snow.

He closed his eyes, and the figure of the old man playing the piano in his mind was imprinted there, the sword kept flying, and the ice and snow were everywhere.

Gradually, a statue of an old man playing cross-legged appeared in front of him. The statue was very large, ten meters high. Under Ye Futian's portrayal, it gradually gained a bit of charm.

He is a master of carving the talisman, so he can naturally portray it.

Time passed little by little, Ziwei Palace had been covered with ice, and the huge statue was finally portrayed. The kind old man sat there calmly, with callous hands on the strings.

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

Hua Jieyu, Hua Fengliu and others looked quietly, it was so similar, similar in appearance and spirit.

Then, 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 last forever."

As soon as Yin walked forward, an extremely terrifying chill burst out from him, and the ice and snow storm flew, and powerful spells came and rushed towards the statue.

Soon, the two statues were covered in silver, crystal clear, like an eternal ice sculpture.

With his body backed back, Ye Futian glanced at the frozen Ziwei Palace, and then said, "Let's go to the Nandou family and bring Nandoutai 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 Emperor Luo."
Chapter completed!