Ye Feixuan glanced at Ye Feiran with contempt before replying, "The Lord of the Night Territory and Young Master Murong went to the Netherworld yesterday." Ye Feiran frowned and asked, "Why are you in such a hurry to go to the Netherworld?" "The Dark Sacred Pool suddenly appeared in the Nether World. It was helpful for the Lord of the Night Territory to repair the broken soul, so they rushed there as soon as they knew the news." Ye Feixuan explained. Hearing this, Ye Feiran sat up from the bed and said depressedly, "Why don't you tell me such an important thing? I can accompany him to the Dark Holy Pond." Ye Feixuan had a look of helplessness on her face, "The Dark Holy Pool is full of dangers. If you follow, Young Master Murong may have to distract you from protecting you." Ye Feiran: "..." So it's still because the cultivation level is too low. Ye Feixuan walked to the bed and sat down, speaking comfortingly, "Aran, compared to you accompanying the Lord of the Night Territory to the Dark Holy Pool now, he hopes that you will improve your strength as soon as possible and ascend back to the God Realm as soon as possible." Ye Feiran rolled his eyes, "This is also your hope!" "Of course." Ye Feixuan admitted very frankly. "Alas!" Ye Feiran sighed and lay on the bed again for a while before adjusting his mood and getting up to tidy up. Seeing this, Ye Feixuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She was really afraid that Ye Feilan would continue this topic. The reason why Ye Murin left quietly was not only because of the dangers in the Dark Holy Pool, but also because he didn't want Ye Feiran to see his embarrassed appearance. It's painful to have your soul broken, and the process of repairing it, even a little bit, is also painful. After cleaning up, Ye Feiran took Ye Feixuan to meet Leng Qian and Ye Qian. "Master, Master Wife!" "Senior Leng, Senior Ye!" Ye Qian immediately greeted him with a smile, "Ran'er and Xuan'er are here. Did your retreat go well?" The reason why she was so enthusiastic about Ye Feixuan was naturally because Ye Murin told her. "Thank you sister for your concern. Our retreat went smoothly." Next, the four of them sat together and talked for a day. The next day, Leng Qian took Ye Feiran away, and Ye Feixuan assisted Ye Qian in managing Xieyun Palace. Evil Cloud Palace Formation Peak. Leng Qian looked at Ye Feiran, his eyes a little complicated. Ye Feiran: "???" Why is Master Leng looking at her like this? Leng Qian didn't explain anything. He adjusted his mood and said, "Ran'er, I will teach you what I have learned throughout my life." If Ye Feiran had awakened the memory of his previous life, he would not even have the chance to teach, so he must seize the opportunity now. Otherwise, his and Ye Feiran's identities might have been reversed. It was not him who taught Ye Feiran the formation, but Ye Feiran who taught him the formation. However, it’s not impossible. At first, Ye Murin told him and Ye Qian that he, Murong Lingji, Ye Feiran and Ye Feixuan all came from the God Realm. They didn't know how long they were surprised. However, after the surprise, Leng Qian and Ye Qian were both happy. The former is happy that he has a brother-in-law from the God Realm and a direct disciple from the God Realm. The two things combined are definitely enough for him to brag about for a lifetime. Of course, as a low-key person like him, he would not go around bragging about it. The latter is happy that she has a younger brother and future sister-in-law from the divine world. It is also for this reason that the couple is not in a hurry to ascend, because if they accidentally fall in the fairy world, they will have no chance to ascend to the divine realm with strong protection. Thinking about this, they feel that they are losing their fortune. Hearing this, Ye Feiran immediately guessed how complicated Leng Qian's eyes were just now, and said quickly, "Thank you, Master." Next, the master and the apprentice each taught and learned. It only took three months for Ye Feiran to master what Leng Qian had learned throughout his life. At this moment, Leng Qian couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He was indeed a person from the God Realm, and his talent was too evil. Ye Feiran herself was also surprised, because she found that her learning ability was stronger than before, and she could master most of the things with just one click. However, she also thought of a reason. It should be because she had understood these formations in her previous life, and now it was equivalent to reviewing the past and learning the new. On the other side, when Ye Qian was managing Xieyun Palace alone, Ye Feixuan also shared with her what she had learned, which benefited Ye Qian a lot. After all, Ye Murin would not teach them in such detail. When leaving Xieyun Palace, Ye Feiran left a gift for Leng Qian and Ye Qian, including two pieces of thunder cloud leaf cloth tempered by thunder and lightning, two life fruits, a little Enlightenment tea, and two drops of Yin and Yang spring water. When Leng Qian and his wife accepted this gift, the kid in the mysterious space couldn't help but said, "Woman, the cause and effect between you and them has been eliminated." Hearing this, Ye Feiran was slightly startled, and then he understood the cause and effect issue better. Ye Feiran didn't speak. The little kid thought she didn't understand, so he added silently, "Although it is said that once a teacher is a lifelong father, the treasures you give them, whether it is Thunder Cloud Leaf Cloth, Life Fruit, or Yin and Yang Spring is equivalent to giving each person three lives." In fact, in the little kid's mind, he felt that Ye Feiran was at a loss, but some things in the world are like this. There is no absolute fairness, and they can only act in accordance with the laws of heaven. "I see, but they will always be my master and master." Ye Feiran said with a smile. The little kid also smiled and said nothing. Naturally, the master chosen by the tower was different. After Ye Feiran and Ye Feixuan left Xieyun Palace, Leng Qian and Ye Qian saw the treasure she left behind. After they were shocked, their hearts were filled with emotion. "How honored we are to meet Emperor Zun and Ran'er!" "yes!" They may never encounter one of these life-saving treasures in their lifetime. Ye Feiran didn't know their feelings, so she took Ye Feixuan straight to the inner courtyard of the God. On the way, Ye Feiran briefly told her about Fengyun Team 3. Ye Feixuan was very envious. She felt that Ye Feiran had changed his way of life in this life, which was much more exciting than before, so should she also change his way of living? Naturally, Tianshen Inner Court arranged a dormitory for Fengyun Team 3, so Ye Feiran and Ye Feixuan went straight to the dormitory. When Ye Feiran walked into the dormitory, he happened to meet Han Xize who had just quit practicing. The moment Han Xize saw Ye Feiran, he thought he was dazzled and reached out to rub his eyes. Seeing this, Ye Feiran couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Pfft! Why, we don't know each other after not seeing each other for several years?" At this time, Han Xize also made sure that he was not dazzled, and turned around excitedly before finding his voice. "How could I not recognize him? I just feel like I'm dreaming." The next moment, he suddenly shouted, "Ah ah ah... Little Ye Zi is back!" Ye Feiran: "..." Ye Feixuan on the side also smiled because she thought Han Xize was a bit cute. As Han Xize's voice fell, there was a loud movement throughout the dormitory. After a while, Yun Chen, Jiang Yinghan, Tang Mengtong, Mu Ge, Situ Yu and Nalan Weiran all came down. They surrounded Ye Feiran in the middle, and they didn't stop talking to each other. "Little Ye Zi, you are finally back!" "That's right, we thought you forgot about us." "By the way, have you gone to the Netherworld? Hurry up and tell us about the Netherworld." "Hiran, we miss you." "..." Ye Feiran listened to their words with a smile on his face. When they calmed down, he said, "I miss you too. As for things in the Netherworld...ask the young lady behind, she has lived in the Netherworld for more than 20 years. Year."
March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.
