Chapter 1738: Vicissitudes of life

"Qian... Your Excellency, I... We are soldiers of the Xuantian Dynasty. In the name of the saint, we will come to protect the Yejiazu land!"
The black armored soldier had a trembling tone. He originally wanted to be called Senior Ye Fan, but seeing that Ye Fan was so young, he finally chose another honorific title.
Ye Fan didn't care about this. Hearing the words "Xuantian Dynasty", he moved in his heart and suddenly interrupted: "Ye Mu asked you to come? Or is it Liu Mantian? Wang Xinruo?"
Ye Fan said the names of old people one after another, but the black-armored soldiers responded by shaking their heads.
Because they have never heard of these names.
"Your Excellency, we don't know who you are talking about, what we serve is Ye Ling, the current Lord of Profound Heaven!"
The black armored soldier interrupted the frantically jealous Ye Fan somewhat helplessly, and said.
"Ye Ling!"
Ye Fan exclaimed. Although this person's surname is Ye, he has never heard of it.
In the past four years, what has happened, why these people don't know Mantian and they have no cultivation skills?
Ye Fan was full of doubts, and it was useless to ask the soldiers in front of him. At this moment, he had to go to the Xuantian Dynasty personally.
Although the Tianwei Continent has changed a lot, at least the Xuantian Dynasty is still there.
"Do you want to go back?"
Ye Fan glanced at several tired faces in front of him.
"go back?"
Hearing this, the eyes of a few people suddenly showed a glimmer of brilliance and expectation, but in the end they all shook their heads and said, "We follow the sacred parable and swear to guard this place, from the thousands of people before to the dozens of us now. Haven't given up, even if you die!"
"What a glorious death, you are all men!"
Ye Fan was a little touched after hearing this. Although these people in front of him had no cultivation base, they were still in spirit and could be called powerful.
"Since I'm back, there is no need for you to guard this place. Wait for me here and take you back to the Xuantian Dynasty later!"
Ye Fan said simply, and at the same time walked towards the lonely mountain ahead.
"I don't know your surname?"
Several soldiers reacted and asked subconsciously.
"Ye Fan!"
Ye Fan faintly said, and while speaking, his body has slowly dissipated.
"Disappeared?"
Seeing this scene, several soldiers obviously couldn't react.
"Is this a dream but not a dream?"
One soldier couldn't help but guess.
"Ye Fan! This name is so real, we can't have the same dream!"
Someone uttered Ye Fan's name altogether, which made the memory of the talent deep and at the same time more difficult to understand.
For them, this is even more incredible than a dream.
When they were surprised and puzzled, Ye Fan had already arrived on the lonely mountain.
The old place of the Ye family is no longer there, but the lonely mountain has survived.
At the halfway point of the Gushan Mountain, there is a stone monument, which has become blurred under the perennial wind and rain.
This was the Ye Family Secret Realm at the time. Although the ancestors had completely said goodbye to Ye Fan and a ghost left the stele, the stele still carried Ye Fan's many memories.
At that time the secret realm was his only hope, but Ye Meng even wanted to obliterate this.
Later, I got the guidance of the ancestors. Although the ancestors once said that they would meet again, Ye Fan still could not find the ancestors of the Ye family when he reached the top of the heaven.
Even at this moment, there is no way to know what happened in Tianwei Continent.
"Ancestor, this was the place where you and I were once, don't worry, since I'm back, this place must be given a new lease of life, otherwise Xiaofan will have no face and face you again!"
Ye Fan made an oath in front of the stele.
Anyone has a deep feeling for their homeland. If the ancestors of the Ye family existed, I'm afraid they would think so too.
After bidding farewell to the secret realm, Ye Fan returned to the front of a few soldiers again.
"An enemy..."
The soldiers' vigilance has almost formed a conditioned reflex. For the sudden appearance of the figure, he immediately thought of precautions, and only reacted after seeing Ye Fan's appearance.
"Ge...Your Excellency is here again?"
The tone of the black armored soldier trembled, and Ye Fan came and went without a trace, making them a little scared.
"Let's go, take you to the Dynasty!"
Seeing that they are so dedicated to their duties, Ye Fan has a good feeling, so he has the heart to bring them back.
"Really going back?"
The soldiers are tempted, but dare not.
No one wants to stay in this dead place, but they cannot defy military orders.
"Let's go!"
Ye Fan said simply, and at the same time he flicked his sleeves, a breeze appeared, and several people were rolled up and flew into the distance.
Dozens of soldiers looked at the vast ground below, all in a daze, and some were trembling with fright.
"Walking in the air, isn't this a method only available to the legendary practitioner?"
After the middle-aged man reacted, he suddenly whispered to himself.
"Do you know the practitioner?"
Ye Fan's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he suddenly turned to ask.
"I have heard from the ancestors that these people have all kinds of magical powers, can call the wind and rain, move mountains and fill the sea, and can live for hundreds of thousands of years. Could it be that your Excellency is..."
In the end, the middle-aged man surprised himself.
The gaze that looked at Ye Fan was full of shock.
"The ancestor... why is the ancestor?"
Ye Fan became a little excited.
He has only been away for four years. In a short time, why has so many changes occurred.
And where did Mengli, Wang Xinruo, Liu Mantian, some old people go? Isn't it possible that there is no cultivation base?
The more he thought about it, the more flustered Ye Fan's heart, he didn't dare to think about a worse ending, because he couldn't accept it.
I have struggled for four years, and Yu Tianyu desperately, just for today, there must be no accidents.
Thinking of this, Ye Fan didn't talk with the soldiers anymore. He wanted to go to the imperial city of the Xuantian Dynasty soon and find the Lord of Xuantian named Ye Ling, who knew the truth about all this.
Because the secrets are often in the hands of the superiors.
In the process of going to the imperial city of the Xuantian Dynasty, Ye Fan passed by the Lingxiao Hall, which felt sentimental again.
The High Heaven Palace is still there, but only some ruins are left, as if it has been washed away by years.
"This is by no means a trace that can be left over in four years, is it..."
Ye Fan didn't understand something until he saw the site of the Lingxiao Palace, and a terrifying conjecture suddenly appeared in his heart.
Subconsciously, he hopes this is not true.
In the long flow of time, everything has become history, and time has promoted the vicissitudes of Tianwei Continent, but the time that Ye Fan expected was only four years.
The longer the time, the more painful relatives and friends, even...
Finally, Ye Fan came to the imperial city of the Xuantian Dynasty.
The sight of the imperial city hasn't changed much from the original one, but it looks extremely old.
Ye Fan just flew over the imperial city, his goal was the imperial palace.
Now, Ye Ling, the lord of Xuantian, is a figure who understands the truth.
As a generation of emperors, he must clearly know the history of Tianwei Continent.