The breeze is light and the sun is thick!

A young man dressed in white sat near an amber patch outside the town of Flowerless, his face pale, sometimes distorted, sometimes struggling.

This young man is the one who encountered the legendary Ye Fei who was taken away by the vicious technique!

In Ye Fei's body, a fist-sized gray light cluster rushed towards a certain position in a rampage, and after a while, it rushed towards a pale yellow light cluster with a similar volume.

His heart sank, although he didn't know much about the legend of Duoshe, but seeing that gray light cluster squirming wildly, devouring the pale yellow light cluster in his body, Ye Fei also knew that Lu Dao was not a good thing.

Restrained, Ye Fei controlled the yellow light cluster to resist, although the two light clusters were about the same size, he clearly felt that the gray light cluster was not as condensed as himself, and the energy contained was not as big as his own.

The two light clusters flickered on and off, and at the beginning the gray light cluster had the upper hand, but after a while, Ye Fei seemed to have calmed down a little, no longer as flustered as before, and was also familiar with this method of devouring resistance, and gradually devoured the gray light cluster, so that the other party only had the power to parry.

In this way, time passed slowly, the breeze was light, bringing a burst of coolness, Qingyuan Python looked at Ye Fei stunned beside Ye Fei, and sometimes looked around vigilantly.

About half a day later, Ye Fei's body, who was sitting cross-legged, shook, his body flashed wildly, and a strong aura was released, and then his eyes opened, his eyes flashed, and his face showed a thick look of surprise.

"It's actually advanced to the middle stage of foundation building, hehe!" Ye Fei raised the corners of his mouth and said with some excitement.

This time, the old man's seizure was not successful, but it pushed Ye Fei's cultivation further, which couldn't help but make Ye Fei look forward to it a little, hoping that a few more people would take away his own sacrifice, which would save much time for cultivation and meditation.

But what Ye Fei didn't know was that whether it was taking away or being taken away, it would have some impact on the foundation of cultivation, and a monk could only take away others once in his life, and it was generally his own body that was destroyed, and the success rate would be higher if he was lower than his own cultivation.

And although the old man said that he was a small realm higher than Ye Fei's cultivation, he was counterattacked because of his cultivation of evil arts, and his strength was less than eight, and as a snatcher, he was even more passive.

Ye Fei, as the one who was taken away, had a certain advantage, and he had no injuries, so he won this victory, but if he was taken away too many times, it would damage the foundation of cultivation, and even delirium.

There are also evil cultivators who have such evil techniques that are similar to seizing and relinquishing, using the devouring of a large number of living souls to quickly improve their own cultivation, but in the end, almost all of them end up with nothing good.

After sorting out his thoughts, Ye Fei put away all the magic weapons, and after the last moment, his eyes fell on the half-cut blood-red remnant blade.

Raising his hand, with a whoosh, the red remnant blade fell into Ye Fei's hand, and Ye Fei checked it repeatedly.

This remnant blade is not just a kind of material, the body exudes a blood-red color, as if it is about to drip blood, bright and weird, and it is even harder and abnormal.

Placing the remnant blade there, without infusing any mana, with his own superb magic weapon with all his strength, he only flew it with one blow, but he couldn't damage it in the slightest.

"Fragments of magic weapons? It seems that it should be, hehe, I can't imagine it, this harvest is not bad" Ye Fei fiddled with it a little lovingly, and put it away after the end.

At the end, Ye Fei looked at the white skull, this thing is obviously also a superb magic weapon, but because it is used by evil cultivators, it should have a corresponding exercise, although the power is not small, but Ye Fei is unable to drive it.

"It's good to find a chance to sell, hey, it's a pity that this ten thousand poisonous needles are becoming less and less of a threat to the monks of the foundation building period, and the only advantage that the power of divine consciousness can easily detect is that it is a little faster. After speaking, Ye Fei shook his head with some regret.

In his heart, he secretly decided to find an opportunity to see if he could refine the flying needle again, anyway, its material is not the material of ordinary magic weapons, and it should be able to improve some power again, because this thing is really good under sneak attack, and the function is more practical.

After resting for a long time, Ye Fei took the Qingyuan Python to the familiar Wuhua Town, and lived in the Juyuan Inn again, but at this time, Ye Fei was no longer as simple and immature as a few years ago.

The next day, after wandering around Wuhua Town for most of the day, and without hearing the whereabouts of any wicked people, he left here, and it was not until the evening that Ye Fei quietly infiltrated Taoyuan Town.

In Taoyuan Town, in the courtyard of the Ye family's house, a ghost-like white figure, draped in hazy moonlight, stood quietly, the figure was slender by the moonlight on the ground, looking a little lonely.

This person is Ye Fei, who has turned around several times in the Ye family's mansion!

Today's Ye family building has long since collapsed, and there is thick dust everywhere, and the courtyard is even quieter, and occasionally a few crickets are heard.

Looking at the furnishings in the courtyard, there was a puppet full of sword marks piled up in the corner of the wall, two pots of withered plants, and a three-foot-sized grinding disc, all of which Ye Fei was so familiar and cordial.

"Fei'er, it's time to practice!"

"Fei'er, let my father see how good your swordsmanship is, and whether you can stab that puppet every time!"

"Fei'er, it's time to get up, my mother made your favorite dish!"

"Hmph! I ran out of the city again to steal medicinal herbs, see if I don't teach you a lesson!"

A familiar voice, as if it was still around his ears, Ye Fei closed his eyes, feeling the warmth he had not seen for a long time, and his face showed a childlike happy smile. Vaguely, I feel that my artistic conception has been sublimated!

"Hey, I don't know ...... parents" After a pause, Ye Fei opened his eyes, and his eyes were a little moist.

Today's Ye Fei is no longer the child he was at the beginning, he ran away from home at the age of fourteen, and now he has been wandering alone for more than four years, and his heart has already undergone tremendous changes, his immature color has faded, and he has become more resolute and calm.

The enemy family has the foundation building Great Perfection in charge, and there are other foundation building period monks in his clan, and now he is looking for trouble, it is almost the same as looking for death, although Ye Fei is a little impulsive, but in the end he was suppressed by reason.

Ye Fei had the intention to call some senior brothers of the Thousand Cliffs Sect to come to take revenge, but after thinking about it, this revenge must be avenged by himself, and he must not use the participation of others.

In this way, he silently looked at the Ye family's mansion, until the sky grew brighter, and Ye Fei's figure disappeared here, leaving a desolate empty mansion.

In the early morning, the sun rises in the east, and the warm glow envelops the entire Taoyuan Town!

In a quiet restaurant, there were customers who came early, and it looked like business was quite good, and a small table in the corner of the wall was full of several side dishes, as well as a light green gourd filled with spirit wine.

At this time, a sturdy middle-aged man, whose face seemed to be covered with frost and whose eyes were full of melancholy, picked up the cup and drank it all.

Seeing this, a white-haired old man on the opposite side sighed, shook his head and said, "Shi Shan, don't be thinking nonsense, they are not at all an existence that our first-order scattered cultivation can provoke.

It's just a mid-level magic weapon, saving your life, it's your luck, those foreign objects are just enough, the opportunity is enough, we still have a chance to get it. ”

"Hmph, they are too many people, and when I have a certain strength, I must eradicate the cancer of Taoyuan Town and restore the town to a quiet place. The middle-aged ......man seemed to be about to say the name of the enemy, but he was quickly stopped by the old man, and then carefully looked around to see if anyone was paying attention.

"Shi Shan, don't be impulsive, don't talk nonsense, lest it reach people's ears, then your life is really not guaranteed, hey. The old man said with a sigh.

The old man leaned over and lowered his voice: "Don't forget, the Ye family was a big family a few years ago, but later, didn't they all die in their hands?"

Ye Tian is a bright and righteous person, but what is the use? Not only did the husband and wife both fall, but even the teenage child died in their hands.

There is also the Dai family in the Black Valley, who conspired with them to kill Ye Qiang at the beginning, but I didn't expect that they were also completely eradicated by them in the Black Valley some time ago, hey, we really can't afford to offend such an existence, but they have four great monks in the foundation building period. ”

And not far from the two of them, sat a young man dressed in white, with slightly dark skin and a somewhat wooden look in his eyes. At this moment, the young man's somewhat cloudy eyes flashed with a shocking coldness. (End of chapter)

(PS. I'm on the train now, say a few more words, and see that everyone has opposition to witty and humorous elements, and there are also supports, almost all opinions, hey, it's really different views, different aesthetics, each has its own taste, maybe a good book in your eyes, others won't even look at it, in this way, the bad or take the rigorous and serious low route, occasionally add some humorous elements, but it will not be the main style, if there is no such humorous element at all, just like a book friend said, it will be too lifeless, always make the reader's nerves too tight, worried about the safety of the protagonist, and will be tired after a long time.) 。 As for the two styles of rigor and white, hehe, there are scheming old monsters who have lived for tens of thousands of years, and there are hairy children who have never seen the world in their teens, and they say naïve things that make you think stupid. I don't know if you remember this sentence: "What? We don't know each other, you rob my things, what's the difference between this and a robber?", any style can be, since I was writing a serious essay in the main style, in fact, I can also write a small white text, of course, the most important thing is that everyone looks happy, comfortable, relaxed, and not so depressed. After all, some readers are too lazy to think about the author's baggage, as well as some subtle hints, and when the time comes, if they can't understand it, someone will stand up and say: "How can this be? Have you ever had a hint before? Why is there such a coincidental plot?" In fact, such readers are not very accustomed to the hidden baggage of rigorous writing, and only Xiaobai can understand it at a glance, which is suitable. But the bad really doesn't like Xiaobai, so I can only add a little bit appropriately, too much, it's not bad, I hope you understand. ）