Seeing Wu Yuxin crying and crying, Yu Yishan's face immediately sank, waved his hand to signal the core disciples to retreat, and then waved impatiently:

"What's the use of crying? Over the years, because of Feng'er, our family has not been ridiculed enough by our colleagues? Every time I meet some old friends in the sect, I will ask about Feng'er, and I know that I have a descendant of the living dead in Yuyishan.

"Before he was sent to the Fog Hidden Mountain Range, I wanted him to spend his life without worrying about food and clothing, but who knew that something happened to the bandits, although he had sent his disciples to chase and kill, but the leader had indeed escaped in advance. In my opinion, just observe for a month, and if it doesn't work, it's better to send it away. ”

Yu Chengli's lips squirmed several times when he heard this, but after all, he didn't say anything, he was also helpless in front of this powerful father, and at the same time, he didn't have a more appropriate way.

"Dad, it's good for Feng'er to stay here, as for watching jokes, I've gotten used to it for so many years, and I want to take care of Feng'er more than cynicism. In the past, you just secretly sent him away, and this time I will never agree to it again anyway. Wu Xinyu immediately retorted.

Yu Yishan kicked at Wu Xinyu fiercely, his face turned red and angry, he paced back and forth for a moment, and asked sharply:

"Don't forget that you still have Long'er and Xin'er? You don't care, but what about them? What is the most important thing in the sect......? It's genius. Everyone wants to climb up, everyone wants to step on others and string up, this is not clear to you as a lineage disciple? Guess what their opponents will say on their growth path with Feng'er? How cruel is the competition within the sect.

"You come and tell me, ah! You tell me? Although they are my grandsons and are now ranked as core disciples, don't forget, if you don't cultivate to the realm before the age of twenty, you will be revoked, and you will ignore Long'er Xin'er for the sake of Feng'er? You are simply confused, you are a bastard. ”

A series of rhetorical questions made Wu Yuxin speechless, and her mouth opened slightly several times, but she couldn't speak, and finally she could only cry and remain silent.

Yu Chengli held his wife's slender jade hand, and could only sigh deeply in his heart.

Then Yu Yishan got up to leave, and Wu Xinyu brought warm water, used a handkerchief to help Yu Zefeng clean the wound, and then sprinkled it with crushed pill powder.

The injury on his head was visibly improved, and then he changed his clothes, and then sat on the edge of the bed with his hands tightly, while Yu Chengli just stood in front of the bed and watched silently.

It wasn't until Tianming Chen Li came over that the husband and wife went to work on the day's affairs.

Yu Zefeng's consciousness has actually been awake all the time, but his consciousness seems to be locked in a dark space, and he can't get out, since he fell into a coma by the river in the Wuyin Mountain Range, he has always been like this, he can hear everything in the outside world, but he just can't feel the existence of the body.

As time passed, he clearly felt that the dark space was shrinking little by little, and his soul was being squeezed.

Until last night, the space suddenly shrunk to the extreme, and it felt like there were countless people, tapping his mind with a blunt object, and the indescribable pain made him want to die.

When the pain subsided, many more memories came back to his mind, and as he passively accepted these chaotic memories, his soul was filled with endless sadness, and he finally understood the real reason for being a living dead for thirteen years.

Through memory, I learned that the owner of consciousness was called Wang Nan, a monk named Tianmuxing, who was only twenty-three years old before his death.

Although he died young, he died of his own free will, and he was the only one among the tens of thousands of young monks in the Heavenly Pasture Star who successfully sent his soul.

At the same time, Yu Zefeng also learned about all the hundreds of thousands of monks of Tianmu Star who had paid for the continuation of the Dao system against fate.

Lying on the bed, he was already in tears, and time and space changed for a while, as if he was Wang Nan himself, and his heart was sad and desolate.

Yu Zefeng was not taken away, and after a hundred years, Wang Nan's spiritual wisdom had somehow dissipated, and there was no personal emotion in his memory.

But anyone who sees what happened to Tianmuxing will be full of tears. Although all this made him waste more than ten years, he couldn't afford to feel unhappy in his heart.

It turns out that the state of the living dead for many years is only that the consciousness is controlled in the soul nourishing wood, and the soul has been being improved so that it can be inherited.

And everything that has happened over the years, he knows very well, but he can't act and express it. Thinking of Uncle Hua and Zhu'er, Yu Zefeng's eyes became more and more resolute.

After a long time, he slowly sat up, and kept muttering in his heart: "Hades, Zixiao Pavilion, and the direction of the Tao have no regrets even if they die." ”

Get up and sit down in the antechamber and think about what to do next.

First of all, the entire sect may not want him to stay except for his mother, which shows that family affection is very luxurious for him.

Although he is normal now, due to the influence of the Tianmu Star scene, Yu Zefeng does not plan to join any forces, not to mention that if he does not get better within a month, he will be sent away.

With his head bowed and groaning, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the armrests of the wooden chair, he finally made a decision after a long time.

It's better to follow the trend and break away from the Inscription Sword Sect.

The rest of the days are just enough to sort out the inheritance in your mind. I made up my mind, and after moving around the house for a while, I went back to bed.

In the following days, Yu Zefeng continued to be a qualified living dead, and his consciousness was immersed in countless inheritances and he could not extricate himself.

Exercises, martial arts, and secret methods are all four-level and sixteen-layered, divided by Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, while the Dan Weapon Array is divided into nine grades, corresponding to the ninth order of monk cultivation.

In the inheritance, there are four sets of heaven-level exercises, and when practiced to the great completion, they can reach the mystical realm above Tianzun, which comes from the four overlord forces of Tianmu Star.

There are nearly 100 sets of ground-level exercises, and they can reach the peak of the Tianzun realm when they are practiced to Dacheng, and they come from major first-class sect families.

Dan, instrument, talisman, array, each one volume of inheritance, don't think that one volume is less, this is a fusion of the strengths of the major forces, summed up.

There are more than 300 sets of martial arts, of which thirteen are heaven-level martial arts, and the rest are ground-level martial arts.

However, there are only 31 sets of secret methods, 1 set of heaven level, 5 sets of earth level, and 25 sets of Xuan level. It can be seen that the secret method is more cherished and rare.

In a flash, it was the January period, and Yu Yishan saw that Yu Zefeng did not get any better, and did not change his decision.

At noon on this day, a group of monks stood in front of the gate of the Sword Sect of Mingxin, both men and women, with about twenty people, each of whom was extraordinary, graceful and luxurious.

If they want to be seen by those who understand the Sword Sect, they will definitely exclaim again and again, because the worst status of this group of people is the core disciples, and there are even purple-robed elders and inheritance disciples among them.

A group of people all looked at a distant figure with complicated eyes.

When I looked closely, I found that it was a man carrying a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, who seemed to be asleep, with his eyes closed and unusually quiet.

This scene is the scene where Yu Yishan and others sent Yu Zefeng to leave the sect, and the person who carried Yu Zefeng on his back was named Honghe.

Honghe is an outer disciple of the Inscription Sword Sect who returned to the family, and only turned into a spiritual level cultivator at the age of thirty, but was eliminated from the sect.

Because he was a little related to Yu Zefeng's mother's family, he was entrusted.

As for why they didn't go to the Yu family or the Wu family? To put it simply, both families are first-class families in Yunyu Prefecture, and the survival of the family is cruel, and it is no worse than that of the sect. plus a face problem, so I chose Honghe.

Honghe has been taken care of by Yu Zefeng's parents, and the second is that the Hong family is a very small family, and the highest cultivation is only the peak of the spirit, if something happens to Yu Zefeng, the consequences are not something that a small Hong family can bear.

Of course, the macro family will also get a lot of benefits from this.

After walking along the stone path for less than ten miles, he crossed a mountain col, and a huge city appeared in front of him, which was the Mingxin City under the jurisdiction of the Mingxin Sword Sect, with a population of tens of millions.