After Ke Duzhong left, Wen Xi immediately sent a message to Ke Tiandong to learn more about Ye Feiran. Ke Tiandong told him everything he knew. When Wen Xi learned that he didn't ask the other party's name, he couldn't help but laugh bitterly. "Tiandong, please ask her what her name is." After Ke Tiandong cut off the communication, he immediately took the seventh-grade rejuvenation pill. Under the influence of the elixir, his internal injuries healed at the speed of the naked eye. Looking at the spiritual power surging all over his body, he didn't regret it at all, because he felt that if Ye Feiran could get into Wen Xi's eyes, then his goal for himself would be accomplished and he would no longer need to stay in Feixian Town. After his internal injuries were completely healed, he went to find Ye Feiran. "Sir, I don't know your surname? I know a disciple of Xuantian Immortal Sect and can help you find out." Ye Feiran raised his eyebrows slightly, and then said happily, "Thank you, senior. My surname is Ye and my first name is Feiran." "good!" As soon as Wen Xi received Ke Tiandong's summons, he went to find Xia Lingqing and Zong Zhengsen. It happened that at this time, Zong Zhengsen had just finished a round of alchemy. Zong Zhengsen looked at Wen Xi in front of him, and his heart was full of doubts. He had never seen this No. 1 Alchemy Immortal in the Immortal World except once when he just came to Xuantian Immortal Sect to participate in the Alchemy Peak Assessment. He bowed respectfully, "I wonder what Danxian wants from me?" "Ye Feiran, do you know him?" Wen Xi asked directly. Hearing this, Zong Zhengsen became excited, "I know you, she is my granddaughter. Danxian, is she in Feixian Town now?" granddaughter? Wen Xi was slightly startled, but he didn't expect that they had such a relationship. "Yes, she just ascended. Ke Tiandong just sent me a message." After receiving the affirmative answer, Zong Zhengsen was so excited that he clapped his hands, but after the excitement, he suddenly realized a problem. Wen Xi suddenly came to him to learn about Ye Feiran. Could it be that he had fallen in love with Ran'er and planned to accept her as his disciple? Thinking of this, Zong Zhengsen felt excited again. Although he is a ninth-grade alchemist and can also give guidance to Ye Feiran, Wen Xi is the number one alchemy expert in the immortal world and the only alchemist in the fairy world who can refine tenth-grade elixirs, and she is good at refining condensed beads. If their family Ran'er worships such a powerful teacher, he will surely learn a lot. So, he introduced Ye Feiran's character and alchemy talent in detail. He did not exaggerate at all and told the truth. Wen Xi nodded and left without saying anything, which made Zong Zhengsen's heart skip a beat. Just when he was planning to pick up Ye Feiran from Feixian Town, Wenxi came back again. "Ke Tiandong is in Feixian Town. You don't have to worry. Our sect will recruit disciples in one year. This is a good experience." "Okay, I understand." Zong Zhengsen responded quickly. Although he was anxious to see Ye Feiran, Wen Xi was right. Taking part in the sect's assessment was a good experience. Zong Zhengsen originally planned to tell his family the news, but when he thought that they all went to Xunlong Valley for training, he gave up the idea. Forget it, let’s wait until they come back before telling them! Maybe by that time, Ran'er would have taken the sect's examination and become a disciple of the Xuantian Immortal Sect. After Wen Xi left Zong Zhengsen's alchemy room, he went to find Xia Lingqing. When Xia Lingqing saw Wen Xi, she was also filled with doubts, because this was also the second time she saw Wen Xi. She bowed respectfully and then asked, "I wonder what the immortal wants from me?" "Ye Feiran, do you know him?" Wen Xi also asked directly. Xia Lingqing said with excitement on her face, "I know you." Ran'er finally ascended, and the Fengyun Team 3 must have ascended as well. Since Ye Feiran is Zong Zhengsen's granddaughter, Wen Xi asked one more question, "What is her relationship with you?" Xia Lingqing was slightly stunned. She had also thought of Zong Zhengsen's guess, but she hesitated for a while and said truthfully, "She is my direct disciple." Wen Xi: "..." Grandfather didn't have much, but this master... She Wenxi couldn't do anything like go out and steal other people's disciples. Although Wen Xi had never met Ye Feiran, she was indeed moved. Xia Lingqing knew what Wen Xi was thinking and said quickly, "Danxian, I don't mind. I hope Ran'er can learn more skills. Her talent is better than mine. As for the fact that I am her master, no one will know if we don't mention it, not to mention that I am only her master in the lower world. " Hearing this, Wen Xi felt a little moved, especially when he heard the sentence that his talent was superior to Xia Lingqing's. Xia Lingqing kept paying attention to the changes in Wen Xi's expression and continued, "In addition to Ran'er, I have two other direct disciples. If nothing unexpected happens, they will definitely ascend." Wenxi raised his eyebrows slightly, "Let's talk about it then!" Xia Lingqing nodded, and did not forget to add, "Ran'er's talent is not only better than mine, but also better than that of Senior Brother Zongzheng, and she has the same talent in alchemy, medicine refining, medical skills, and poison skills. " Wen Xi: "!!!" This is really exciting the more I listen to it! However, she nodded slightly, turned and left. Xia Lingqing didn't miss the flash of surprise in her eyes, and she thought something was interesting, so she went to find Zong Zhengsen. Wenxi Danxian must have already looked for him. Both of them hoped that Wenxi would accept Ye Feiran as his disciple, so they naturally discussed it. "There's still a year left, why don't you exaggerate Ran'er more in front of Wen Xi?" Zong Zhengsen suggested. Xia Lingqing shook her head gently, "Too much is not enough, so be it! We have to believe in Ran'er's strength." "All right!" Wenxi did not go back to his cave directly, but went to find Ke Duzhong. Ke Duzhong looked confused, why did he come to see him? "Xia Lingqing is Ye Feiran's master." Ke Duzhong was stunned for a while, "What a coincidence?" "Yes!" Wen Xi's voice was a little muffled. With such a reaction, Ke Duzhong knew that she was attracted to Ye Feiran, and he coughed lightly and said, "Ahem... I remember that there was a pair of cultivators who ascended from the lower realm and had a master-disciple relationship, and then they joined the Sword Immortal Sect together. Together they worshiped the Xuanzhi Sword Immortal as their master. There are all kinds of things in this world, you don't have to care about what they think, if they talk nonsense, just don't make elixirs for them in the future. " Wen Xi raised his eyes and glanced at Ke Duzhong, then turned and left. Ke Duzhong shook his head and laughed. Apprentices rely on fate. If you have fate, you really don't need to care about anything else. Feixian Town. As expected, Yunchen and the others approached Ke Tiandong one by one to inquire about the situation. Ke Tiandong told them everything he knew, but it was a pity that they didn't get the information they wanted. However, this did not prevent Ke Tiandong, who had a preliminary understanding of them, from telling them about the recruitment of disciples by the major sects in the immortal world in a year's time. Yunchen and the others were indeed very happy. The group returned to the cave, and Ye Feiran told what he learned from Ke Tiandong again. Finally, she specifically asked Nie Yingluo, "Yingluo, are you planning to go to Gu Sect?"
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. ,,. ,.
