August 15th, Mid-Autumn Festival.

This is a day for family reunion, and Tianxuan City is filled with a celebratory atmosphere, but for some people who cannot get together, it is a very upset festival.

In the best teahouse in Tianxuan City, Ye Qingshan, dressed in green clothes, looked a little pale at the moment, which was a manifestation of insufficient qi and blood. Although Ye Qingshan's body became stronger with the help of ancestral blood, his death half a year ago still seriously weakened the qi and blood in Ye Qingshan's body, and it took a long time to make up for the damaged qi and blood this time.

The pace was also a little stiff, which meant that Ye Qingshan could not control his body and was imbalanced in controlling his strength.

There is no way, you can change a person's habits in three weeks, and half a year is enough to change a person's behavior pattern. For a creature like Ye Qingshan, who is terrifying innate, it is difficult to change a habit, but it is very simple to learn a habit.

He has not controlled his body for a long time, and the body has changed significantly compared to the previous one, so that Ye Qingshan, who had just walked out of Room No. 1, has extremely stiff body at this moment.

Half a year ago, Ye Qingshan's body only completed two ancestral blood temperings. Although his physical fitness surpassed the second-rate magic weapon, he was still a certain distance from the first-rate magic weapon.

Now, the 52% ancestral blood activation rate means that Ye Qingshan has completed five ancestral blood tempering. Although he still has not reached the level of first-class magic weapons, Ye Qingshan can feel that his body has some of the characteristics of first-class magic weapons at this moment.

Ye Qingshan guessed that after completing the sixth ancestral blood tempering, his physical fitness will reach the level of a truly first-class magic weapon. At that time, he will break through the Nine-Turn Golden Body Skill. With the foundation he laid before, Ye Qingshan will have strength close to the top demon king level after he just broke through to the level of the Great Demon King!

According to this development, the eighth-level nine-turn golden body will have the strength to crush the top demon king, and the nine-level nine-turn golden body will give you the qualification to compete with the demon saint level.

When his Nine-Turn Golden Body Skill reaches the tenth level, the power of his ancestral blood will be completely integrated into Ye Qingshan's body. Ye Qingshan believes that even at the level of the Demon Saint, he is absolutely invincible!

Ye Qingshan has already thought about the future path. These five months seem to be wasted, but in fact, for Ye Qingshan, isn’t it a rehabilitation of the soul?

What you need to do in the path of cultivation is not just to work hard to become stronger. Occasionally, find time to sort out your previous experiences and think about your future path. This is a benefit without any harm.

But Ye Qingshan did not expect that he had just walked out of seclusion and encountered August 15th.

This made Ye Qingshan feel very upset. August 15th is the day for the whole family to reunite. The family gathered together to enjoy the moon and eat moon cakes, guess riddles, and drink osmanthus wine. This is the custom of the Mid-Autumn Festival for thousands of years, which made Ye Qingshan subconsciously think of his family and friends.

Three hundred years have passed, where are they now? Are they doing well now? Ye Qingshan doesn’t know, and his heart is in a mess at this moment!

Near the window, Ye Qingshan ordered a pot of osmanthus wine specialty. It is said to be osmanthus wine made from the petals of fairy osmanthus. It has a mellow taste, sweet and sour taste, and has a very strong osmanthus aroma. It is a rare product.

In addition, Ye Qingshan also ordered points and quietly looked at the noisy world outside the window at the top of the teahouse.

After all, it is one of the three major festivals. Tianxuan City, a big city with a population of tens of millions, is more lively than Ye Qingshan had imagined before.

On the wide street, adults were holding children. Although there were crowds of people, each other's faces were filled with happy smiles. Although it was not yet evening, beautiful lanterns had been lit on both sides of the street.

There were young couples who were shyly leaning against each other and guessing riddles.

The old man with his smile on his face wrinkled together, and he had to bargain for groceries on weekdays. At this moment, he was proud to buy candy for his bare-butt grandson.

This is Mid-Autumn Festival, a festival where everyone has smiles on their faces. Nothing can be more pleasant than a family gathering together. The unique subtlety of Orientals makes them rarely take the initiative to express their feelings. Even if they really want to meet their children and grandchildren, they will still warn them on the surface to put work first and that it is good to be alone at home.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is the best festival for these elderly people to express their emotions.

Just looking at this street filled with family affection and laughter, Ye Qingshan felt inexplicably worried, as if he was out of place with the surrounding environment.

On the streets, in the teahouses, laughter and joy, looking around, I was alone sitting at the table and drinking alone.

This made Ye Qingshan's heart become irritable, and even felt depressed and depressed. The lonely demon jumped out and let out a harsh grin at Ye Qingshan!

The mooncakes and desserts on the table, the delicate appearance and delicious inward sinking, were placed in your mouth like chewing wax, and drank the glass of osmanthus wine in a glass in one gulp. Ye Qingshan left the teahouse full of laughter, and his stiff back and pale face made Ye Qingshan look a little lonely at this moment.

This place does not belong to you, and the reunion of laughter and family is full of beautiful things in human nature. It seems so dazzling to Ye Qingshan at this moment.

Ye Qingshan didn't want to admit that he was jealous.

Who are you?

I am Ye Qingshan, the purest ancient ferocious beast of this era. With my own bloodline, I am enough to be the king and ancestor of the demon clan!

One of your own weapons is enough to buy the entire Tianxuan City. Even a big shot at the Demon Saint level may not have such a weapon.

I have endless potential. As long as I am willing, I can become the top strong man in this world in a short period of time. The demon saint-level strong man who has been deified by millions of creatures is as easy as taking a picture to Ye Qingshan.

How could such an excellent self be jealous of those ants that can kill with just one look?

But facts are facts. Material satisfaction can never fill the gap in the soul. This is also the reason why Ye Qingshan escaped from the teahouse. What defeated him was not the joyful atmosphere in front of him, but his incomplete heart.

He was jealous of this kind of family affection that was within the eyes of ordinary people!

Leaving the teahouse and leaving the noisy street, Ye Qingshan didn't want to stay in that joyful atmosphere for a moment. He was afraid that he would not be able to control himself and wanted to destroy all this.

Every holiday, I miss my family more often, which is what I mean by this emotion, but compared to humans, Ye Qingshan, as a ferocious beast, has a more extreme idea.

This is a desire but resistance emotion that forces Ye Qingshan to find a quiet place and quietly lick the wounds in his heart.
Chapter completed!