After hearing Ye Feiran's message, Situ Yu immediately replied, "Feiran, the Nalan family, my parents, the Han family, the Mu family, and the Tang family have all come to our family. They will all be our disciples from now on." Ye Feiran was startled for a moment, and then felt happy for them. This was probably because their cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds, and they had brought so many treasures back to our family, so our family had to show their appreciation. But this is fine. Although not every friend's family is good, this has solved some causal problems for them. Tang Mengtong and the others naturally thought of this, so they were very happy. Tang Mengtong's apprenticeship ceremony went very smoothly, and there were a lot of congratulations in the room. Only the owner of Baihua Valley had the ugliest look on his face. From today on, the Canglan Tang family has a big backer like Murong Lingji, which is indirectly equivalent to having Xieyun Palace as a backer. No matter how powerful they are in Baihua Valley, they cannot compare to Xieyun Palace. After the apprenticeship ceremony, the master of Baihua Valley waved his sleeves and left. This also made everyone full of doubts, but no matter what, they did not dare to offend the Canglan Tang family now. Because Han Xize and his family moved here, everyone stayed in Canglan City for a few more days. In the past few days, Ye Feiran and Ye Feixuan have been giving guidance to the disciples of the Canglan Ye family, and Ye Murin and Murong Lingji have also given guidance from time to time, which has made many people gain a lot. Therefore, when they returned to the Nightless City, the disciples of the Canglan Ye family were extremely reluctant to leave. Before leaving, Ye Feiran did not forget to hand over the forty body tempering pills he earned in vain to Ye Yuheng, which made the Canglan Ye family feel excited again. Back in the city that never sleeps, Team Fengyun immediately went to play in the arena. Murong Lingji found Ye Han a place with strong spiritual power to practice, and he continued to be Ye Feixuan's sparring partner. Time passed and a month passed. This month, Ye Feiran challenged the peak of Mahayana in the entire city that never sleeps. Naturally, there were losses and losses, and injuries ranging from minor to serious, but he survived without any danger. More importantly, her cultivation has been consolidated a lot, but there is still a long way to go before it is completely consolidated. The cultivation of Fengyun's third team has also been consolidated a lot, because there are many monks in the late stage of Tribulation and the peak of Tribulation, so they haven't finished the challenge yet. Moreover, even if they finish challenging cultivators with the same level of cultivation, they can continue to challenge at higher levels until their cultivation level is completely consolidated. Of course, during this period, Yunchen and Situ Yu would stop and go back to refine the elixir, and each time they refined it, they would give it to Baicao Pavilion. Master Feng Pavilion was extremely satisfied. In addition, they will also meet the proud people outside the city that never sleeps, and the battle will be quite fierce. Gao Wanjun did not leave the city that never sleeps. Ever since she learned that Tang Mengtong worshiped Murong Lingji as her disciple, she disliked everything about Tang Mengtong, and the two often fought with each other. When they were fighting poison, in addition to the two elders of Baihua Valley who were watching from below the ring, Murong Lingji would also come to watch. In short, as the number of poison fights increased, both Gao Wanyun and Tang Mengtong's poison skills improved. On this day, Ye Feiran came to the arena area again. "Master Ye, who are you planning to challenge today?" One of the practitioners couldn't help but ask. Ye Feiran smiled slightly, "I don't plan to challenge anyone today, I just came to see how my friends are doing." "Oh, that's it!" The cultivator nodded, and then lowered his voice and asked, "Alchemist Ye, why do you plan to refine some elixirs and sell them to Baicao Pavilion?" In the past month, Master Ye Dan has been competing in group competitions, and every peak Mahayana monk in the city that never sleeps has fought with her several times. Therefore, not only the master of Feng Pavilion was anxious, but also the practitioners in the Nightless City were anxious. After all, Baicao Pavilion had no elixirs. However, none of them dared to urge Ye Feiran to make elixirs. Ye Feiran was slightly startled, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are there no pills for sale in Baicao Pavilion?" The cultivator nodded pitifully, "Yes! There have been many cultivators coming to the Nightless City recently, and they have strong combat capabilities, so injuries are common." Ye Feiran nodded clearly, and then asked, "Didn't other alchemists sell elixirs to Baicao Pavilion?" "Yes, but the quantity is not large, so it was sold out quickly." The practitioner replied truthfully. After playing in the arena for a month, Ye Feiran also planned to refine the elixir, so he said, "I just came to check on my friends today, and I will go into seclusion to refine elixirs tomorrow. You can send someone to keep an eye on the situation in Baicao Pavilion." "Really?" The practitioner had a look of surprise on his face, and then quickly thanked him, "Thank you, Alchemist Ye. You are really the kindest alchemist I have ever seen!" Next, Ye Feiran took a look at the situation of his friends, and then went back to the inn to refine the elixir. On the other side, Nie Liuli was in seclusion for a month to refine Gu. After coming out of seclusion, she immediately sent people to inquire about the situation in the City that Never Sleeps, especially Liu Shikai's situation. "Saint, Liu Shikai hasn't found a chance to act yet." "What? He hasn't started taking action yet, what is he doing?" Nie Liuli looked angry. She thought she would hear good news after leaving the quarantine. "Where is Liu Shikai? I'm going to find him now." When Nie Liuli found Liu Shikai, Liu Shikai was waiting for an opportunity to take action against Ye Feiran. "Master Liu, I heard that you haven't started taking action yet. Have you encountered any difficulties?" Nie Liuli asked, suppressing the anger in her heart. Liu Shikai was also very annoyed, but his face still looked calm. "Ye Feiran has been playing in the group arena this month." After hearing this, Nie Liuli immediately said, "Isn't it easier to attack when she is injured?" Liu Shikai raised his eyes and glanced at Nie Liuli, "I thought so too, but there is an ancient spiritual plant next to her, and she refuses to leave Ye Feiran no matter what." "Ancient spiritual plant?" Nie Liuli was shocked. Ye Feiran actually had an ancient spiritual plant beside her. Didn't she already own an ancient divine beast? Suddenly, the jealousy in her heart grew crazily. "Yes, that's why I never found a chance to make a move." Liu Shikai's eyes flashed with murderous intent. Of course, this murderous intention is directed at the Black Rose Essence. Suddenly, he thought of something and said consciously or unconsciously, "I don't know what charm this Ye Feiran has, but this ancient spiritual plant actually follows her willingly." Hearing this, Nie Liuli felt that there was something in his words and raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you mean by Master Liu's words?" "Ye Feiran does not have a contract with this ancient spiritual plant. If the saint is interested, she can find a way to snatch it." Liu Shikai said. Nie Liuli was naturally moved. "Master Liu, is there anything you can do?" Ever since, the two people conspired again. Ye Feiran knew that Liu Shikai had been staring at her, but I couldn't stand the enemy, but she didn't know that the Black Rose Essence was also being targeted now. However, even if he knew it, this person would not be afraid of Yi Lingzhi.
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. ,,. ,.
