It is normal for people in the world to hope for good luck and hope that everything will go well and that their wishes will come true. But this good fortune came too big and too fast, even exceeding the limits of one's imagination, which inevitably made people unbelievable, or gave birth to an unreal sense of illusion.

For example, on a snowy day in winter, a little beggar who is hungry and cold and huddled in a leaky temple is nothing more than a house with a fire, a bowl of hot broth, and one day he really meets a kind person, let him go into the house to warm up and invite him to eat a bowl of hot noodle soup, the little beggar will definitely thank the other party for his enthusiasm and kindness, and he will be able to sleep by the fire when he is full of food and drink. But if it is not only that, suddenly a man comes and leads the little beggar into a gorgeous manor, enters the room where the fire dragon is warm like spring, sits on a chair with thick fur, and then offers all kinds of delicacies and delicacies that the little beggar has never seen before, but has heard the name from the storyteller, and can't even think of the appearance and taste, and a circle of beautiful maids is sent to serve him, and the little beggar is afraid that it is not pleasant, not happy, but confused or even flustered, and may think of many terrible things that the little beggar has never heard from the storyteller, such as being stolen from internal organs, and even being stolen from yang energy。

It is that there is no terrible thing that he is worried about, even if more than one person comes to tell him, in fact, there is a reason for all this, he is actually the only blood and blood of the old man who has passed away in this manor, and he is the real owner here, and the little beggar is not only afraid of surprise, but also more likely to have an unreal and illusory feeling, and just like hearing the story of Huangliang from a storyteller, he is worried that as soon as he wakes up with his eyes, all this will disappear from his eyes。

In just a few days, from the sinners of the heavens who were only in their early thirties, to the current Shouyuan recovery, the spiritual root talent has also recovered, and one by one has stepped into the threshold of the cultivation world, and even many people have activated the power of the bloodline, and become the existence of being called the pride of the sky even if they are placed in the South Heaven Domain, everyone is happy and surprised, but in addition to the joy and surprise, the people who leave the cloud island, especially the patriarch in charge and a few uncles and elders, are not so down-to-earth about all this in their hearts。

is not so down-to-earth, because they don't have such extravagant expectations at all, even if they don't think about it, at this time, what can make them feel at ease is that someone gives them a positive explanation. And this is another reason that makes the people from Cloud Island more entangled and more uneasy, the one they trust the most, they don't even need to talk much, as long as they stay on the side, they can make everyone feel at ease, but now they don't know what the situation is.

Whether it is the breaking of the prohibition of one's own bloodline, or the cultivation place where the spiritual yuan of this heaven and earth is as rich as a cave heaven and earth, as well as the ancestral vein qi that has never been thought of before, taking the opportunity to activate the power of one's own bloodline, together with the skills and mental methods of everyone's cultivation, all of these are directly related to Ye Zhuo, if there is no Ye Zhuo, all

None of this will happen.

Thinking about the anxious appearance of Ye Xiaozhuo falling down that day, even if other people from Liyun Island who didn't know that he was Ye Zhuo's clone, they could guess that something must have happened to Ye Zhuo, not to mention a few people who knew Ye Xiaozhuo's true identity.

Knowing what might have happened to Ye Zhuo, how could the people from Liyun Island still be able to enjoy all this with peace of mind. It's a pity that everyone's strength is still far behind, that is, a few people who have already had cultivation experience in the Southern Heaven Domain in the early years, and now they are still only in the realm of qi refining, even if they want to follow in Ye Xiaozhuo's footsteps and jump down to search for one or two, they don't have the ability to find a way through the fog, as for the others, it has only been a few days from beginning to end, and the highest little genius is only the third level of qi refining, and even the minimum standard of flying away in the sky is not enough, let alone impossible. Even if there was a little erlang who wanted to fly down impulsively because of his admiration for Ye Zhuo, he was stopped by the patriarch or elder without waiting to move.

In addition to Ye Zhuo, Fox Ling'er or the little insect mother who looks like a child, but actually has the strength above the golden pill is enough to make a group of people from Liyun Island trust, but unfortunately, although the two of them did not jump under the deep stream of white bones like Ye Zhuo, it is not easy for everyone to see and ask each other for advice. Now a group of people from Yundao on the White Bone Ridge say that they have entered the gate of the Xiuzhen world, but in fact, they just say that they have begun to refine qi into the body, in addition, all kinds of means in the other Xiuzhen worlds are almost the same, and the most basic spells can also be learned from those few clansmen who have broken into the Xiuzhen world, but for the formation, there is no way at all, but the fox Ling'er and the little guy of the insect mother are both on the mountainside, and there is a heavy formation between them and the top of the mountain, none of them could pass through the misty phantom array to the mountainside to find the fox Ling'er or the little insect mother.

The more so, the more uneasy, the older the elderly, the more sensible the more so, compared to the young people who have infinite worship for Ye Zhuo, and feel that there is nothing in the world that Ye Zhuo can't do, the little sons and daughters don't pay attention to anything else at all, and they are still excitedly continuing to absorb the spirit element of heaven and earth, refining the true qi according to the Xuanhuang Spirit Sutra, and after the initial surprise and excitement of the older Liyun Island youth, they began to have other thoughts.

From the very beginning when Ye Xiaozhuo jumped down, Elder Qianliu, the patriarch of Ye Lan, had already begun to speculate, but unfortunately, after a few days, they couldn't come up with any conclusions.

Of course, no matter what, no matter what, before there is no exact statement, no one will give up the rare opportunity at the moment, even if you think about it and have an unreal and illusory feeling, everything is like a dream, and no one wants to stop cultivating or hook up the ancestral vein, whether it is the true yuan in the meridians, or the strong power in the bloodline, it is a true feeling that can not be determined, this feeling is so fulfilling, so happy, even if all this is really a dream, you have to wait until you wake up from the dream.

Even if you are not steadfast in your heart, you will only mutter a few words and ponder for a while, once you are tired of cultivation and have to rest, or when you take turns hunting wild meat for a group of clansmen, you will ponder for a while, and once you reach cultivation

When refining, he will definitely directly suppress these thoughts and ignore them first.

But after all, a few days ago, they were still ordinary people from Yundao, and their understanding of the cultivation world was too little, the longer the time, the heavier their hearts became, and the more people in the clan used the power of the ancestral vein to activate the power of the bloodline, the more unsteady they were in their hearts, and their expressions became more and more solemn when they muttered and pondered in private. Especially the Ye Lan Patriarch and the Qianliu Elder were even more so, after four or five days, several people got together and discussed more and more frequently in a low voice. A few people were not greedy to find a way to go to the White Bone Stream, they knew very well how terrible the White Bone Stream was, and they also knew very well that for the White Bone Stream, the current people were not fundamentally different from the previous few days, not to mention, if it was really as they feared, even Ye Zhuo was unable to solve the trouble, they were really someone who could go over, and the possibility of causing chaos was even greater. In contrast, it is more practical to go through the phantom array to find the two of Hu Ling'er for advice, even if you have to sacrifice yourself to help Ye Zhuo, you have to have a target, isn't it.

It's a pity that a few people who don't know anything about the formation want to think about the method of breaking the formation, and they can also figure out nothing, the more they discuss, the more hopeless they feel, and the more they discuss, the more obvious the inadvertent sadness on the faces of a few people, but whether it is as an elder or as the head of the clan, their sense of responsibility makes them unable to stop and ignore it.

On this day, several people gathered in one place again, and continued to discuss that there seemed to be no hope at all, not surprisingly, after a while, there was still no progress at all, and it seemed that when it was about to be fruitless, a crisp voice came into the ears of several people, but not far away, a few little babies who were resting were also gathering there to discuss.

It's not unusual for a few little babies to talk about Ye Zhuo or Ye Xiaozhuo there, in the past few days, not to mention these little babies who worship Ye Zhuo the most, they are other older people, and most of the time they are talking about Ye Zhuo and Ye Xiaozhuo, two clansmen who are connected to their own blood. Originally, no one cared about Patriarch Ye Lan, and they didn't want the crisp words of one of the little babies to reach the ears of a few people, but they just woke up Patriarch Ye Lan and Elder Qianliu, glanced at each other, and saw the light that suddenly flashed in each other's eyes: "Before, Xiao Zhuo said that those fogs won't hurt people?"

Obviously, several people thought of one place, and after nodding to each other, Patriarch Ye Lan greeted all the people who were resting, and then began to distribute.

I didn't know more about the formation, but why did I have to use the way of the formation to crack the phantom array that didn't hurt people, especially when there were so many clansmen on the top of the mountain, several people all thought of the crowd tactics, one person held the other's hand, and entered the mist one after another, but it was to rely on the approximate memory of the day when they came in, plus so many people forced their way into this misty phantom array.

Although the method is a bit rough, but because their own bloodline can not be afraid of the phantom array being harmed, after most of the people from Cloud Island were dispatched, it took almost a whole day, and after failing again and again, and after exploring again and again, they really let them gain.

Turning his head again, Ye Lan, who was walking towards a path that he had not walked before, suddenly brightened his eyes and saw two figures, one large and one small.