Glancing at the white hair, Ye Feng sighed with emotion, white hair is white hair. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Previously, at the Ancestor Peak of the Shu Sect, Changkong and others cast the Liuhe Formation and burned it with the Hexama True Fire.

Although Ye Feng was later smoked by the fire poison and his eyes were burned, he also regained his gray hair, and the three thousand green silks turned into white hair in a blink of an eye.

And the power of the fiery eyes lies in the soul attack.

It can directly penetrate people's hearts, and when combined with the Neon Dress Refining Requiem, it can exert a powerful smile.

A touch of gold disappeared in Ye Feng's eyes, and he secretly sighed.

The trip to the sect of art, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other.

This time the Sword Sect trip, I don't want some accidents.

Along the way, all of them were chasing and killing, Shuzong, Guiyuan Sect, and Lingxiao Sect were all wanted by themselves.

What Ye Feng knows at present is that as long as he can catch himself, whether he is dead or alive, he will be rewarded with 10 million lower-grade spirit stones and five high-grade spirit weapons, and the exercises can be chosen at will.

This is the reward issued by the three major forces of the Lingxiao Sect, the Guiyuan Sect, and the Shuzong Sect.

Therefore, Ye Feng is walking on thin ice step by step, and he must be cautious and cautious.

Even within this Sword Sect, the major cities have also posted notices to pursue them.

Thinking about it, this is all the credit of that Yu Feng, his Ling Xiao faction belongs to a major force under the Sword Sect, and he can apply for this right.

At the same time, Ye Feng also thought that if Jiang Beihe didn't die, then he would continue to set himself up.

Opening the papier-mâché window, Ye Feng looked towards Drifting Snow City from here, only to see that the houses were criss-crossed, and almost everyone was carrying an ancient sword on their backs.

These people are all shrouded in a trace of sword intent, these sword intent is either fierce, gentle, or pure, each of them is different.

The aura displayed by the sword qi was the embodiment of their master's state of mind.

The disciple of the Sword Sect is a disciple of the Sword Sect, who refines the way of the sword, and his attack power is invincible at the same level, and it is a common occurrence to fight beyond the level.

The fame of the Sword Sect in the world is not in vain.

And on the city wall, there are some notices every few places, these are all wanted people, Ye Feng has seen it during the day, and there is a portrait of himself on it.

Fortunately, his hiding skills are not bad, so he was not recognized.

The rain outside the window drifted obliquely, wetting Ye Feng's bare hands with a pair of thick hands, Ye Feng squinted his eyes, and looked into the distance through the misty autumn rain.

In the distance, thousands of mountains stand tall and towering into the clouds, but everywhere you can see is completely white, surrounded by mist, like a fairyland.

There is a faintly visible palace Taoist temple on it, and a thousand eaves are white, which is not neat, and that is the most fundamental place of the Sword Sect.

The night was shrouded and silent, and Ye Feng suddenly stood up after resting for a few hours.

At this time, his drowsiness disappeared, and he was ready to set off again, heading towards the Sword Sect.

Because it is a kimono and lying down, it is extremely convenient and sensitive to get up and go downstairs.

Xiao Huang on his shoulder closed his eyes and followed Ye Feng to the first floor of the restaurant.

At this time, the tavern was full of people drinking and having fun, with the sound of vocal music and loud talkers.

It's nothing more than where the beauty is ecstatic, the posture is good, and the kung fu is how;

Where earth-shattering events happened in the city, murder and arson to repair the real anecdotes.

Ye Feng was silent, and quickly went to the red and black counter to find the shopkeeper to settle the bill.

But he raised his eyebrows slightly, because a table of people in the distance was squinting their eyes and telling the hottest and most fantastical and interesting things about cultivating truth during this time.

"I'll give it to you, it was dark at that time, Ye Feng lifted it out with one hand, and a flying knife turned into a hundred-zhang dragon in an instant, and the four elders of the Shuzong were instantly injured with their teeth and claws, and then they cast the Heavenly Dao Method, the sky was thundering, the river and the sea were overturned, and the earth was shaken up by a flying knife. ”

When the man was talking, he was still foaming at the mouth of the star, probably speaking passionately, and his mouth was dry, and he took a flask and poured it into his stomach.

The people around him were enthusiastic when they heard it, and their eyes lit up, because what this person said was ** very, and he was naturally excited, looking forward to the following, and they all stretched out their hands to hold the person who spoke, and asked him to say it quickly.

This person didn't delay, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and continued: "As a result, of course, Ye Feng disappeared, just like his flying knife, I don't know where it appeared, and I don't know where it disappeared, do you say this person is weird or not? Now that there are so many bounties, it's no wonder that many people are searching, but you know where this Ye Feng is powerful, he can escape from the hands of the four elders of the Shu Sect, how can he be an ordinary person, can he be so easy to be searched?"

I've heard that the four elders are all old monks who are about to cross the catastrophe. ”

"Ah, in the late stage of the Tribulation, isn't this Ye Feng a Mahayana stage cultivator?"

Someone exclaimed.

"I don't know if it's the Mahayana period, but if the four elders of the Shuzong can be seriously injured, you and I will not be opponents for another hundred years of cultivation, and we can't even touch other people's clothes. The storyteller, eyebrows fluttering, talking.

"Hey, do you see if the person in the distance is Ye Feng?" Suddenly, one of them happily pointed into the distance, and everyone followed the direction of his finger to look, and there was a person at the counter who was about to go out after paying the bill.

"This man also has a monkey on his shoulder. ”

The man muttered to himself.

The rest of the people, especially the storyteller, sneered, "Third child, what you said is really funny, I have a monkey on my shoulder, am I Ye Feng? Ye Feng is a good man who stands up to the sky, it is said that he is twelve feet tall, like the reincarnation of a god!"

"Yes, yes, what you said is also true, it is not necessarily Tang Seng who rides a white horse. ”

"That's it, come, let's continue to drink and continue to talk about the real thing. ”

......

Ye Feng walked out of the tavern, and the conversation behind him continued, but as he moved into the distance, the voice gradually disappeared.

Rain was falling from the sky, and the late autumn nights were extremely cold, and there were not many monks walking on the streets of the city.

A smile appeared at the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, the words that the monk had said just now were really out of the blue, and he didn't even know that he had become a twelve-foot god.

Monk of the Mahayana period.

But that's fine, the more evil these people spread outside, the better it is for themselves.

Xiao Huang was still closing his eyes and recuperating, a hint of autumn wind blew, and a layer of ripples of water on the ground.

After passing through the north gate of the city, it is a vast forest, and after this forest is the place where the Sword Sect is located, where the ten thousand mountains stand.

Ye Feng quickly walked towards the forest by the faint moonlight.

After walking for about half a pillar of incense, it has been more than ten miles away.

This vast forest is silent, and because it is a rainy night, it is inaccessible.

Ye Feng sped up his journey, walking for about a hundred miles, when suddenly a flash of fire appeared in front of him.

The crackling sound of the fire can be heard.

"Friends in front, coming here late at night is also fate, why don't you come over and eat something together?" Lang Lang in front of him said in a voice, a little drunk, but it sounded very comfortable.

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows, he really didn't refuse, and he didn't be on guard at the moment.

Instead, he swaggered over.

On the fire, the samadhi fire is lit, and the little suckling pig is being grilled, with some chili peppers and some green onion materials and other things on it, and the barbecue is fragrant, covered with oil and water, and is boiling and tumbling.

With the help of the flames, Ye Feng could clearly see what the voice of the shouting just now looked like.

I saw this man sitting on a piece of wood, about three or four feet tall, and it was estimated that he was seven or eight feet tall when he stood up, and he was also a burly man.

He is about thirty years old, his hair is purple, and he is tied up with a jade belt the thickness of his fingers around his forehead, and he is dressed in purple clothes, embroidered with splendid mountains and rivers, and some totems.

Embroidered with beasts and the like, it looks a little hideous.

Thick eyebrows, big eyes, sword nose and starry eyes, a smile, especially when smiling, the wrinkles at the corners of the eyes are flying upward, which is very attractive.

The gourd in his hand was filled with wine, and he raised his head to drink, and when he saw Ye Feng coming to his side, he directly threw the wine jug to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng looked at this person, he was so cool, he didn't mind so much, how could he mind?

Where do you not meet in life, since it is fate to meet there.

Ye Feng opened his mouth and took a few sips, and secretly said happily.

Immediately, he took out his monkey wine and let the other party taste it, and the other party did not hesitate at all, and opened his mouth to drink it.

"I thought I was here alone late at night, but I didn't expect that there was another brother, so I asked you to come here. The man in purple opened his mouth and said to Ye Feng.

Seeing that he seemed to be three or four points drunk, Ye Feng smiled slightly: "I think the same way in the next, the middle of the night has passed since then, but I didn't expect there to be anyone else." ”

"Aren't you afraid that I'm an evil demon?" The man suddenly smiled slightly, and looked at Ye Feng with a fire in his eyes.

"Isn't Brother Tai afraid that I'm an evil demon?" Ye Feng asked rhetorically, and the two of them immediately laughed happily.

Strange people, strange encounters, strange things, then drink good wine.

"Besides, what if Brother Tai is an evil demon, this righteous person may not all be righteous men and gentlemen. Ye Feng suddenly continued.

He remembered that he had to kill his own Changkong, indiscriminately avenge his younger brother who had entered the Demon Dao, and he also wanted to kill his own Yufeng, as well as Jiang Beihe, who had framed him repeatedly.

Aren't they all decent people?

But their deeds are more terrible than the demons.

Ye Feng had been to the Ghost Cultivator, and the people over there were also not tolerated by the people of Penglai Immortal Island, they thought they were evil demons.

But there, Ye Feng also got acquainted with a group of people who behaved perversely, but their temperament was not bad, they fought together, they fought together, they could accompany their brothers to die for righteousness, and they could sacrifice themselves for others.

At the beginning of the Zhuge Holy Land, the examples around him are still vivid, and Ye Feng can't forget that experience no matter what.

The man in purple was slightly surprised, then a little stunned, and then laughed loudly, looking at Ye Feng's eyes with a lot of appreciation.

Those who are called evil and evil are not condemned by everyone, not everyone is a heinous villain, and those who claim to be righteous men and gentlemen are often the most sinister and vicious people, and if you are not careful, you may be slandered by them, and there are not many people in the world who can have such insight as you. The man in purple sighed slightly, with a trace of sadness in his eyes.

"Who said it wasn't much, aren't you one of them?" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at the man in purple with a smile.

"Yes, yes!" the man in purple gently stretched out his fingers and swung them up and down.

......

After drinking the wine, the suckling pig finished eating, the flames were extinguished, Ye Feng stood up, and the man in purple also stood up.

"No!" said the man in purple.

"No need to send it!" Ye Feng smiled slightly.

Then he sank into the deep forest.

Not long after Ye Feng left, the man in purple suddenly sat on the wood again, but the silent flame ignited violently, and the fire light was infinite, reflecting his face flickering and dimming.

But he didn't light the flame.

Who would that be?

"Master, this guy is a bit interesting. "There was humanity in the darkness, but the voice was a little weird and ethereal.

"It's really interesting, an outlier in the right path!" the man in purple smiled slightly, his eyes revealing a complexity.