After he bowed deeply to Fan Yu, he simply entered the forest and began to cultivate again.

The two fought this time, only between lightning and flint, although the momentum was amazing, but it did not attract the attention of others.

Fan Yu's eyes swept and found that Yuluo was already immersed in a deep level of cultivation, and Zhong Li was also holding the Emperor Heavenly Dao Fu Seal Classic that he had given him, shaking his head and concentrating, so he didn't make a sound to disturb.

He casually found a glade, swept the source force, and after clearing the snowflakes, he sat down directly and prepared for the next step.

The trial of the heart will soon be officially held.

And the battle between him and the silent voice is also imminent.

Although it stands to reason that Yu Wuyin is not Fan Yu's opponent in his heyday anyway, plus he now has a dragon soul possession as a support, he should have no fear.

But for some reason, every time Fan Yu thinks about this, he will have an inexplicable sense of crisis in his heart.

And deep in Fan Yu's heart, the speculation about the silence, every time it came to his mind, he had a feeling of horror.

As a generation of Fu Zu, he has long had a mysterious premonition about the blessings and misfortunes in fate, and after this sense of crisis appears, Fan Yu will naturally not take it to heart.

So, he had to be wholeheartedly and well prepared.

After sighing, Fan Yu also entered the cultivation.

Now that there is no heaven and earth treasure for him to devour, Fan Yu's so-called cultivation can only use the power of the chaotic grinding disc to crush the divine soul and enhance the soul power.

However, perhaps because he had not stepped into the Gathering Source Realm for a long time, although his soul power had reached the peak of the middle stage of the Condensing Realm, he had not been able to break through to the late stage for a long time.

Fan Yu was not in a hurry.

Since his own strength has been unable to make a breakthrough in a short period of time, he has put his energy into external objects.

First of all, there is the spring and autumn wood.

After being corroded to this extent by the toxins in Zhou Wenchang's source species, the Spring and Autumn Wood was almost withered.

If it were any ordinary martial artist, facing a strange toxin that could grow with the help of source power, I am afraid that I would really be helpless and watch the treasure be destroyed.

But Fan Yu is not an ordinary person after all.

With the experience of his predecessors, although he did not dare to use the source power to refine the Spring and Autumn Wood, he also relied on the precise control of the divine soul and the power of the soul to forcibly remove the toxins from the Spring and Autumn Wood little by little.

This process took Fan Yu almost half a day, making him exhausted and dizzy.

I had to sleep upside down for a few hours, and I ate some spirit fruits sent by Zhongli before I finally recovered.

During this period, Yuluo and Zhao Wuyi, after breaking through to the ninth level of the Spiritual Light Realm, both woke up once.

But neither of them paused, just took a short rest, and then returned to cultivation.

They all knew very well that with Fan Yu's almost demonic cultivation speed, if they didn't step up their efforts, they would soon be left behind, and they would no longer be able to keep up with his pace.

And neither Zhao Wuyi nor Yuluo wanted to be a burden to Fan Yu.

The bamboo forest is silent, and time flies.

In the next few days, relying on the talisman materials exchanged from Zhongli's hands, Fan Yu drew more than a hundred more powerful and high-quality second-grade talisman seals, making up for all the previous consumption.

As for the three-grade rune seal, he didn't try it.

It's not just because, compared with the second-grade rune seal, the materials required to draw the third-grade rune seal, such as the essence blood of the demonic beast, the spirit herb elixir and some side door treasures, are incredibly expensive, and the price has increased more than ten times.

It is also because of Fan Yu's soul power that he has not yet entered the late stage of contemplation, which is not enough to support him to draw such a large and fine pattern.

Although he could ask for some three-grade talisman seals from Zhongli's hand.

But after all, it wasn't drawn by himself in the vein of the Yuan Ji Dao, not only could it not be instantaneous, but the effect of it had to be discounted.

Another day later.

When the dawn broke and the sunlight penetrated the clouds, fell through the gaps between the bamboos and fans, and sprinkled on Fan Yu.

He exhaled lightly, opened his eyes, put the broken sword Lin Yuan on his waist again, and slowly stood up.

At this moment, the spirit of his whole person has climbed to the peak!

Almost at the same time, Yuluo and Zhao Wuyi also ended their respective cultivation and came over with understanding.

At this moment, in the inner city of Yunshui and the palace, a simple and heavy bell suddenly sounded, spreading in all directions like a wave.

Hearing this bell, everyone has already understood it.

After Fan Yu nodded at the two, the three of them immediately left the bamboo forest and came to the gate of the Daofu Hall.

Outside the door, the trees are scattered, and the snow is like goose feathers.

Zhongli was dressed in a talisman robe, standing beside the carriage with a long jade body, obviously waiting for a long time.

Zhongli said respectfully: "Master Fan, the last trial of the heart is about to be held, we can go!"

Fan Yu nodded, and the three of them rode up.

At this moment, a strong smell of blood, accompanied by the icy morning breeze, suddenly came from the end of the long street.

Fan Yu turned his head to look.

I saw an old figure, riding a fast black horse, galloping from the north.

Fan Yu's pupils shrank.

This man's body, covered in blood, was lying on horseback, and his body was already stiff, and he had been dead for a long time!

Only on his right hand, he held a jade cylinder, and under the clenching of his five fingers, even if he died, he did not let go of it.

In a few breaths, a man and a horse are already in front of him.

When he saw the face of the person on the horse clearly, Fan Yu was startled at first, and then his body trembled slightly, and an uncontrollable anger and murderous aura exploded from his eyes like a storm!

Fan Yu said angrily, "Elder Liu?"

The dead man on horseback is Fan Yang's old friend, the elder of Yanyulou who once helped Fan Yu, Liu Baiyun!

Fan Yu recognized Liu Baiyun, and Zhong Li and the others were naturally no strangers.

Especially Zhao Wuyi, the moment he saw Liu Baiyun's corpse, his body trembled, and his face became as pale as snow.

Rao was with his resolute and cold heart, and he couldn't help but feel sad and angry, and his eyes became red and filled with tears.

Liu Baiyun, although he is not his protector, is not his teacher or anything like that.

But Liu Baiyun has always been highly respected and respected in Yanyulou, and there is no one among the disciples of the later generation who does not respect him.

Now watching this sect senior, suddenly dying in front of him, Zhao Wuyi held the spear with both hands, and his fingers were already white with pain because of the force.

Zhongli also looked deeply at Liu Baiyun during the day, and after a long time, it seemed that he had finally accepted this fact.

He was shocked and said, "What's the matter, Elder Liu, how could he die on horseback like this? He is the worship elder of Yanyu Tower, who would dare to kill him in this Yunshui City!?"

Fan Yu did not speak.

Hurriedly helped Liu Baiyun up, and poked his hands into the tip of his nose, but he was no longer breathing.

Liu Baiyun's body was as stiff as ice, and a scar the size of a bowl pierced his entire left arm.

Thousands of strands of purple lines, with a corrosive force, spread and intertwined along the wound like a spider's web, and finally converged on the left side of the chest.

It can be seen that Liu Baiyun was seriously injured by someone under this blow, and then under the power of corrosion, he cannibalized and died!

Seeing this tragic scene, Yuluo couldn't help but sob.

Liu Baiyun once had a life-saving grace for her and Fan Yu.

When she first entered the city, if it weren't for Liu Baiyun as a cover, she and Fan Yu would have been under the net of Yanyulou and the Zhou family, and their lives would have been lost.

Yuluo sobbed: "Fan Yu, take a look at the jade cylinder in Elder Liu's hand, he risked his life to come, there must be very important information in it!"

Although her heart was full of sadness and pain, after following Fan Yu for so long, under such circumstances, her mind was still very clear.

Without saying it, Fan Yu had already carried Liu Baiyun off the horse, let the blood stain his clothes, and took a lot of effort to take out the jade cylinder in Liu Baiyun's hand.

The jade tube slowly unfolded.

Liu Baiyun's voice came out of the jade tube like a cannon.

"Yu Wuyin has been taken away by Du Yuntao, and now he is a cultivator in the Juyuan Realm, and there is a sign of entering the demon! I hope that the head of the Fan family will be careful, don't have a head-on conflict with this person, and wait until the time is ripe for him, and then slowly figure it out!"

"In addition, if one day, the realm of the Fan family master is complete, please let go of the disciples of Yanyulou, all kinds of grievances and hatreds are all done by Du Yuntao alone, and the other disciples are all innocent!"

After saying this, the jade cylinder was dim and shattered.

Liu Baiyun's voice was blown by the wind and dissipated into the air.

Fan Yu trembled.

At this moment, he finally fully confirmed that his previous guess about Yu Wuyin was indeed true!

Sure enough, it was no longer himself, but another existence after being swallowed up by Du Yuntao!

Otherwise, in just a few days, he didn't have exercises and opportunities like Fan Yu, how could his strength skyrocket so fast?

The truth of everything has finally come out.

But Fan Yu was unwilling to accept that the process of the truth coming to the surface turned out to be in this way.

Liu Baiyun's words, word by word, still echoed in his mind.

He could hear from this voice how sad, shocked, anxious and desperate Liu Baiyun was when he said this!

He can also imagine that Liu Baiyun must have inadvertently discovered the secret of Yu Wuyin, or Du Yuntao.

was caught by Du Yuntao in the sect, and he burst out, beating him to a serious injury, and wanted to cut him to the roots!

And Liu Baiyun, at the last moment of his life, was not thinking about renewing his life, not about prolonging his life, but about desperately dying, and to send this amazing conspiracy to Fan Yu's hands!

What kind of mood is this?

Fan Yu didn't understand.

In Liu Baiyun's heart, he had never mentioned the martial arts future of the entire Canghai Empire, and those blessings and hopes for Fan Yu.

But at this moment, Fan Yu suddenly understood.

He held it tightly, and Liu Baiyun's old palms, which were already cold, were trembling all over.

Fan Yu originally thought that with his tens of thousands of years of life, his heart was already as hard as iron, and he was already as cold as ice.

But at this moment, he found that his blood was still warm and fresh!

So, he hates!

A killing intent that was sharper than a sword and colder than snow burst out of Fan Yu's eyes!

Zhongli and Zhao Wuyi, Qi Qi took a step back, as if at this moment, they saw Shura Purgatory and saw the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood.

Only Yuluo did not retreat and held Fan Yu's hand tightly.

I saw that Fan Yu's sleeves were shocked, and the chaotic source power had already rolled out, like a flame, burning Liu Baiyun to the ground.

After turning into a piece of fly ash and dust, it was packed in a box by Fan Yu and gently put it in his sleeve.

"Elder Liu, your words have been written down by this saint, but unfortunately, your kindness cannot be repaid by this saint!"

Fan Yu took a deep breath, and there was fresh fire in his eyes.

"But your revenge, this saint will definitely avenge you! Whether it is Yu Wuyin or Du Yuntao, this saint has been with him, and he will never die!"

The earth suddenly cracked, and the coercion and momentum of a generation of Fu Ancestors poured out like a tide!

After many years, Fan Yu finally called himself "Ben Sheng" again!

Murderous intentions!

Yuluo wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, held Fan Yu's hand tighter, and said softly: "I'll accompany you!"