The more you carry, the more silent you become.

Tang Gu is like this, Long Dongyin is like this, Qing Yuanzi is like this, and Ye Changtian is also like this.

After returning to Tianmen, Ye Changtian unfolded the scroll sent by Tang Gu, and the words of Juanxiu were the familiar handwriting of Tang Ranyun.

The scroll, as usual, is a lyric song, needless to say, it must be written by Tang Ranyun himself, with the title "Dark Plum Shadow":

The breeze warms the sleeves, the light rain sparses the building,

Looking back with a smile, the years are shy.

The bright moon reflects the willows, speckled shadows leak,

Get up and ask the fine willow.

--

In the prime of life, we know who we share with,

The dark plum has a faint fragrance.

Scorching for a hundred years, who understands each other,

Suyun floats blue veins and veins.

--

Graceful and charming shallow lotus autumn,

The clear waves are like a mirror painting, boating.

Autumn water is broken, where is the plum fragrance,

Lovesickness and hatred make people sad,

And the two eyebrows will be drunk.

--

The waves are excellent, the years are long,

Gently call to stay together, and this life will be white.

--

The breeze warms the sleeves, the light rain sparses the building,

Lowered eyebrows and laughter remained.

The bright moon reflects the willows, speckled shadows leak,

Life and death go hand in hand.

--

Xiang Xiang asked the willow, where is the dark plum quiet,

Holding the hand of the son, meet to be white-headed.

This life is long, this life is long,

This sentiment is cut and lightly danced sleeves,

A wisp of dark plum.

Ye Changtian looked at the handwriting on the scroll, and Tang Ranyun's figure flowed in his eyes, this is a woman who is in love, a woman with extraordinary talents, his fingers gently stroked the lines of words, as if caressing Tang Ranyun's cheeks.

"I'll wait for you to come back, sing to me, and dance to me. ”

Ye Changtian gently put away the scroll, and after thinking about it for a while, he walked to Weilan Pavilion and informed Tang Tingdrunk and the others of the news of Tang Ranyun. Tang Ting was drunk and happy, and the big stone in his heart finally fell.

For the years that followed, it was as if everything had fallen silent.

Ye Changtian saw that Lin Qingyue, Ning Xiaoxue and Zi Ling were not out of the customs, and they also entered a state of retreat, Yu Ning and Ye Wan were in charge of Tianmen, and Ziyue and Eldest Sun Yanran were in charge of the Qianyuan Auction Hall.

Everything is moving forward in an orderly manner, just like the time, without any waves.

Ye Changtian finally let go of trivial matters, and there were no obstacles, and he devoted himself to the study and cultivation of the Fusang Canon.

Ghost cultivation, demon cultivation, human cultivation, Dan Dao, refining weapons, talismans, formations, secret methods......

No amount of time can withstand the consumption of endless knowledge.

Ye Changtian understood for the first time what the poor scriptures were, where did he say that until the old man was still studying the scriptures and ancient books, he obviously told everyone that if you want to read all the books, your life will come to an end!

In order to avoid his second bald head, Ye Changtian wisely dropped the book and pondered the spell with all his heart.

After the urging of various pills and various heavenly treasures, Ye Changtian was finally stuck at the peak of the fifth layer of the merger period, motionless, and could no longer break through. Ye Changtian was very depressed, he should have asked Bodhi Zi how he condensed the law bottle, and let him die so easily, it was really a loss.

After asking about Blue Wine, Blue Wine found some classic materials for Ye Changtian, and if he wanted to condense the law bottle, there was naturally a way, that is, to close the retreat and retreat.

If it doesn't work for ten years, it will be a hundred years, and if it doesn't work for a hundred years, it will be five hundred years, all in all, only by retreating to understand the root source of the soul and seizing the opportunity, you can condense the law bottle, and what else to say, like some cultivation geniuses, condense a law bottle for eight or ninety years, and encourage yourself to retreat to the end.

How awkward does this sound, isn't it just scolding himself for not being a person, and holding three weddings in a row, of course, Zi Ling has chartered two by himself, Tianmen has done one, and Shenbei Peak has done one.

What can I do, I am also tired, I can't beat Zi Hongxin who came up with this ghost idea, in case he is killed, Zi Ling will not avenge his grandfather.

Besides, the Zi family is now full of people, tall and big, and they can't resist it.

This is not good at cultivating the truth, and there is always a need for retreat.

Indeed, this is a road leading to the avenue, but it is too lonely, lonely and lonely.

Ye Changtian is not afraid of loneliness, he is not afraid of loneliness, and he doesn't care about being lonely, but Ye Changtian is afraid of Qingyue, Xiaoxue, Ziling and others being lonely. In the world, who knows how long the future will be?

If you can't be more accompanied, wouldn't it be a pity everywhere?

If you don't kill yourself and don't cultivate yourself into a stone, you will not move, for ten years and a hundred years, and the result of that will probably be to refine your brains.

Ye Changtian doesn't believe that a person who hasn't spoken for a hundred or five hundred years, and he doesn't stutter when he gets out of the pass, and his brain circuits are still normal.

After searching all kinds of classics, there is still no shortcut to be found, and the only feasible one is the Seven Rank Immortal Gedan.

Ye Changtian took out the Dan Fang of the Immortal Pills again, and carefully compared them one by one, no matter how they were exchanged or searched, they were in Qianyuan and Dan League, and there were still some main medicinal materials that were missing.

Among them, the most important one is naturally the spiritual source fruit of the Tianshu Spirit Source Tree!

In addition to the Lingyuan fruit, there are also more than ten flavors of medicinal herbs, such as bone washing flowers, dragon elephant horns, cicada spirit leaves, Naxinru and so on.

Although these herbs are difficult to find, after all, they have all appeared in the Xuanling Continent, only this Heavenly Pivot Spirit Source Tree, there is no record in the Xuanling, only the information flowing out of the Netherworld Secret Realm is recorded.

Ye Changtian was a little envious of the demon beasts, such as the purple spirit, such as the heavenly calamity, they didn't need to worry about any law bottles, they didn't need to think about the source of the spiritual root, they only needed to awaken their own bloodline, and then use the bloodline to condense an existence similar to that of an immortal.

From this point of view, after the demon beast broke through the seventh order, the bottleneck it faced was lower than that of the merger stage cultivator. But awakening the bloodline is not an easy task, nor is it an easy task.

For example, Ye Han, this guy broke through to the seventh order not long ago, awakened less than one-sixth of his bloodline, and actually died of pain, lying on the sea of spiritual liquid, floating around, as if he was dead, and he couldn't move.

Ye Changtian encouraged Ye Han with the deeds of Tianxiao'er, and Tianyan'er awakened one-third of his bloodline when he was in the sixth order, are you just a dingding, are you embarrassed to cry out in pain?

Could it be that you are not as good as a little witch?

After Ye Han heard about it, he directly wanted to find Ye Changtian desperately, so that Ye Changtian could see clearly what kind of identity Tian Yan'er was, she had carried a pure bloodline since she was born, and it was estimated that she had awakened a quarter of her bloodline at the beginning, and only awakened a third of it until the sixth order, what could she be proud of!

From nothing to something, and from less to more, can it be the same meaning?!

Ye Changtian despised Ye Han very much, and said directly when he envied the purity of his blood, and found various reasons, probably complaining in his heart about why his father and mother didn't take the purebred route and didn't give himself some pure blood.

In the name of Ye Han's unknown parents, Ye Changtian served Ye Han for a while, and he was still lying on the sea of spiritual liquid, motionless.

Lazy, so lazy!

After taking care of Ye Han, Ye Changtian took care of Ye Lei for the same reason, this guy is not afraid of thunder, so he can only use the abystodial charm to serve, and directly smash it into the ravine, so that it can reflect on why he is making progress so slowly.

Ye Feng was very knowledgeable, and when he saw Ye Changtian coming, he immediately ran to his lair, no matter how he shouted, he would say that he was in retreat and was not suitable to pick up guests.

Pick up your sister's guest!

Because of this sentence, Ye Changtian directly ordered Yeats to tie Ye Feng over, and whipped ten lashes fiercely.

Yeats is a girl, not to be messed with, give her a look, let her understand for herself.

As for Ye Chan'er, it's not that it's hard to mess with, it's that you can't afford to provoke, this guy is a bottomless pit, and I don't know if he broke his brain when he awakened his bloodline, and he has been swallowing the aura of Fusang space recently.

He has mouthparts, bared teeth, and an indecent image.

Sample, just your small body, the aura of this world is as you can breathe.

Ye Changtian either bullied this or that, and in the end, no one bullied him, and only a year had passed.

Well, don't bully these poor guys.

Ye Changtian forced himself to retreat for more than four months, and officially left the customs in November of Xuanling 374.

It has been more than two years since the Danmeng Alchemy Conference ended.

"Zuiwei, Qingyue, hasn't Xiaoxue been out of the customs yet?" After Ye Changtian came out of the customs, he asked the first question, and he really missed it.

Zuiwei's figure condensed in front of Ye Changtian, greeted him with a smile, and said, "Brother Ye, Sister Qingyue and Sister Xiaoxue are not out of the customs, don't worry, their state is very stable, Xu is trying to condense the law bottle." ”

Ye Changtian smiled after hearing this, walked with Zuiwei, and asked, "What about Zi Ling, haven't you heard any news yet?"

Zui Wei shook her head, hurriedly walked a few steps, beckoned Ye Changtian to come over, and then pointed to the scenery in the distance and said, "Brother Ye, look over there, there will be a good show in a while." Sister Zi Ling, they are still in retreat in the Holy Land of the Divine Monument Peak, but the Purple Emperor has already passed on the news, they are fine, so don't worry. ”

Ye Changtian sat down, in front of him was a bush of flowers, spreading into the distance, looking at Zuiwei's hand, it was a pavilion, but the three pillars of the pavilion were wrapped with dark black silk threads, and the silk threads were densely packed and superimposed into a special formation.

Ye Changtian squinted his eyes and sensed it, not knowing what kind of formation this was, and couldn't help asking, "Zui Wei, who arranged this?"

Zui Wei sat on Ye Changtian's side, sighed softly, and motioned to watch quietly.

Ye Changtian smiled lightly and didn't ask anything more.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Ye Xuan'er to gallop from a distance, and the speed was very fast, rushing straight into the pavilion.

Ye Changtian was taken aback, entering the pavilion like this, I am afraid that he will be torn into countless pieces by the silk thread in an instant, Ye Xuan'er is a Nine Heavens Xuanhuo, it is not easy to be killed, but the flames may be blown out!

In Turtle Spirit Island, Ye Xuan'er was injured too much by the ancient soul at one time, and she dissipated twice.

Although it did not fall, it made the memory almost forgotten, and he almost didn't know Ye Changtian!

That kind of confused look is Ye Changtian's pain.

Ye Changtian didn't allow Ye Xuan'er to lose her memory again!

Zuiwei grabbed the nervous Ye Changtian and comforted: "Brother Ye, don't worry, Ye Xuan'er will be fine." ”

Ye Changtian couldn't believe that Ye Xuan'er had already flown into the silk thread in the pavilion.

In an instant, it turned into pieces of shattered flames, and the flames were constantly separated by the formation of silk threads, and they could not be combined.

Just when Ye Changtian panicked and just wanted to act, Luohua walked out from the side, slapping a mysterious handprint into the formation, and half an hour later, Luohua sat tiredly on the side, the dark black silk thread disappeared, and the flames in the pavilion slowly condensed together, and Ye Xuan'er's figure reappeared.

"How is it?Ye Xuan'er, do you feel it?"

Luohua asked, panting and wiping the sweat from her forehead.

"I don't feel anything, it's still the same. Is this going to work for you?"

Ye Xuan'er asked speechlessly.

Luohua cried with a sad face, lay back directly, and said with a sad face: "That's what my mother taught me, that's right, why is it useless to you, it's strange." ”

"Your ghost idea, in order to help my family Xuan'er recover her memory, you will use suicide?" Ye Changtian gritted his teeth and walked over, glared at Luohua fiercely, carefully checked Ye Xuan'er, and saw that Ye Xuan'er was fine, so he warned: "Xuan'er, don't listen to her nonsense, we don't use this brain-dead method." ”