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Changtianmen is one of the major sects in the Northern Underworld Cultivation Source Realm, and it can also rank some places in the entire Nuoda Tiankun Continent, the sect is located in the southeast of the Tiankun Continent, less than a hundred miles north of Zhongzhou, on a towering mountain range with abundant aura, the sect leader Murong Song is already the strength of the middle of the Yuan Infant, there are three elders in the early stage of the Yuan Infant under the door, more than 200 Danyuan disciples, more than 700 Zhuyuan disciples, and more than 1,000 refining source disciples. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Passing through a large square of Linggu Peak, the main peak of Changtianmen, facing dozens of marble stairs, is the towering Changtian Palace, which is different from the hall where few people have come and gone in the past, but today there are more than 30 people gathered in the hall, and they are all the core of the door, including the sect master Murong Song, as well as Zhao Yao and Lei Li and his party.

The atmosphere in the hall was solemn and abnormal, no one broke the silence, only the sound of the teacup opening and closing when Murong Song sipped the spiritual tea.

Murong Song is over two hundred and sixty years old, his hair and beard have turned white, but there is a relief in his eyes that no one present, his face is peaceful, after drinking the spiritual tea, he seems to be immersed in the fragrance of tea between his lips and teeth, and smiles slightly, just like everything in front of him is just like the tumbling sea of clouds, ups and downs.

"I've called everyone here today, so let's discuss something." Murong Song said slowly, his unhurried words revealing the vicissitudes of time, "A few days ago, dozens of miles outside the sect, Zhao Yao and several members of the Lei family of the lower sect were attacked, you have all heard about it. ”

Seeing the sect master speak, the tranquility in the hall was gone, and he began to talk about it bit by bit, and one of them was also a little old, and he got up and said: "It has been ascertained that those people are using the technique of controlling the puppet, and they should be no different from the people of the Yin Puppet Sect." ”

"Shili, what do you think?" The Sect Master asked.

"It's still unclear what the purpose of those people is, but it's just a few juniors in the early stage of source building, and it's unknown whether it's the Yin Puppet Sect that wants to attack our sect, but I think it's the puppets they need to cultivate the puppet art and the attack is more likely to be greater." Ma Shili, the teacher of Zhao Yao, replied, and the people in the hall were listening carefully, revealing a thoughtful expression.

"The Yin Puppet Sect has always been a sect that cannot see the light, and its methods are even more cruel and outrageous, today he attacked our juniors, and he will not be able to attack our entire sect in the future!" Another senior elder spoke. Suddenly, the other people in the hall talked more about it, after all, there had been no conflict between other sects and this sect for a long time, and it was incomprehensible what the intention was.

"Wang Hai, is our sect afraid of a mere Yin Puppet Sect? Our sect master is already in the middle stage of the Yuan Infant stage, and he will be promoted to the late Yuan Infant stage soon, and when the time comes, even if we go to destroy the Yin Puppet Sect, the Northern Netherworld Cultivation Source Realm Alliance will not have much opinion on us! Elder He Sheng said.

"Don't make it too big, haven't you figured it out yet?" The corners of Elder Zhang Jian's eyebrows furrowed, and he took He Sheng's words and said.

The louder the chatter in the temple became, like the first drop of water splashed on the calm surface of the lake, and more droplets fell on the surface of the lake, creating countless ripples in a connected stream. Zhao Yao's face on the side was also quite complicated, he didn't know what was hidden in this incident caused by him, and he didn't want to know, he just wanted to be an ordinary source cultivator and spend the rest of his life with his beloved Xiao Yue, but this sudden incident not only almost killed him, but also involved a dispute between the elders about this matter, it can only be said that the source cultivation world is not a mortal realm, and he can't see through the hidden ups and downs here.

"We just ask the sect master to give us an explanation, my sister and Zhao Yao's predecessors almost lost their lives, I think the sect master understands the righteousness, and he will definitely be able to give us the Lei family, no, it is an answer to the entire sect of Changtianmen." Lei Li got up, walked a few steps towards the top of the hall, and knelt down on one knee two feet away from the sect master and bowed his head pleadingly.

The surface of the lake has returned to calm, and a fresh breeze is coming, and the surface of the lake is gently rippling.

"Get up first, Lei Li, I will let people investigate this matter, you can go down and practice well, and I will give you an explanation." Murong Song got up and waved his robe, his body rose without wind, and slowly floated towards the outside of the hall, leaving only a deep voice echoing in the Changtian Palace, "I am going to retreat in the back mountain soon, and it will take some time, during this time, unless there is something related to the life and death of the sect, there is no need to call me, and Shili will be in charge of all affairs for the time being." Remember, harmony is precious. ”

Murong Song's figure quickly disappeared outside the hall, his teacup was not yet cold, and the faint fragrance wafted in the Nuoda Changtian Palace, which did not pass away for a long time.

"Sect Master......" The people in the hall looked in the direction where Murong Song flew out, and it took a long time to slow down, some of them were surprised in their eyes, some were happy, some were worried, and some were expressions that they couldn't see through.

Ma Shili is the younger generation among the seven elders, and his strength is only in the late Danyuan period, compared to the other elders who are already in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, Murong Song chose him to temporarily take care of the affairs of the sect, and his intention is difficult to guess, perhaps because Ma Shili is calm and not aggressive, similar to him, he only pursues the Great Dao in his heart, and there are not many distractions, or maybe he has other thoughts about the rest of the elders.

Lei Li looked outside the hall, the wide square was full of incense, the square pillars were inlaid with all kinds of divine beasts, and the churning sea of clouds not far away was still there, he knew that his path to cultivation had just begun.

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In Falling Star Town, the Ye family.

"Where did this puppet come from?" Ye Yun clenched the pear wood staff in his hand and asked.

"Taken from a few Yin Puppet Sect juniors in the early stage of the Yuan Building, I originally wanted to go back to the Qingyun Sect, but then I ran into ...... on the road" Wan Qing made the cause and effect of the incident clear, he didn't hide it, and there was no need to hide anything for him.

"Yin Puppet Sect...... Ye Yun muttered these words in his mouth, but the crutches in his hand were held tighter than before, "Yin Puppet Sect, Poison Sect ......"

"Brother Wan, can we believe what the puppet said just now?" Ye Feng's lips trembled a little, and at the end of the summoning time, the puppet actually threw out such a sentence, Ye Feng's heart, this ordinary heart that has lived in a small mountain village for fifteen years, felt a strange pulse for the first time, and it was a concern for the bloodline!

"The puppet is connected to my blood, and if it were to lie, I would be able to sense it immediately." Wan Qingyi said solemnly, a trace of melancholy appeared in the center of his eyebrows, "The jade cold stone needed to summon the ghost puppet has been exhausted, and the ghost puppet can no longer be summoned until a new jade cold stone is found, although I don't know what your mother's situation is now, but according to what the ghost puppet said, Mrs. Ye is still alive, I think it should be in the Poison Sect or the Yin Puppet Sect." ”

"Madame...... Mrs. Yip ...... If you are really in that kind of place, how much suffering should you suffer......" Ye Yun's expression drooped, at the beginning, he had to take Ye Feng out of there according to Su Li'er's entrustment, but in order to cover them, she stepped on another road, Ye Yun took Ye Feng to hide in a hidden place, and saw her being attacked with her own eyes, and fell to the ground, Ye Yun ruthlessly took Ye Feng out of the Tianyun Mountain Range, fled to Luoxing Mountain, hundreds of miles away, and lived in seclusion......

"Feng'er, I didn't tell you your background before because I didn't want you to grow up with hatred too early, but now, you have also grown up and embarked on the path of cultivation, there are some things that you should understand." Ye Yun got up, picked up the dry tobacco stick that had not been touched for a long time, lit it with the help of the fire of the oil lamp, took a long breath, and the smoke he spit out was quickly blown away by the cold wind and ceased to exist. "Sect Master Ye Xu once set up a sect motto at the beginning of the establishment of the sect, Tianyun will not intrude on other sects, Tianyun's dream is to change the existing chaotic order and create a better world."

Ye Feng's eyes gradually moistened with Ye Yun's words, he was carrying too much when he was young, he should have been an ordinary mortal, why did he have to live with such heavy shackles, he hated, hated the injustice of God, and hated that he was still too weak to change anything.

"But human nature will not change, even if it is a cultivator, how many can see through the human world and reach that realm, I am afraid that there are only a handful in the cultivation world, or they have left the human world and soared to the legendary spiritual realm......" Wan Qing looked at the boundless firmament, after the firmament, there seems to be such a desirable world, but he, can he go that far.

"Feng'er, the most important thing in being a man is not to abandon your dreams, only with perseverance and perseverance can you realize your dreams, Sect Master Ye is like this, I think, you should also have this will." Ye Yun turned around, put down the cigarette stick, took out a piece of metal from the dark compartment of the wooden table on the side, and put it in front of him to take a closer look, it was actually a pendant with a dark gold color, the pendant was only two fingers square, and there were seven stars printed on it, and the bright stars shimmered in the candlelight. "This is the token left by the sect master, the seven stars are the Big Dipper, symbolizing hope and light, now, it's time for you to keep it."

"Big Dipper." Wan Qing smiled slightly, and the only one who wanted to accompany him at the bottom of the Falling Star Mountain was the Big Dipper, which indeed represented hope and one of the driving forces for him to continue to persevere, at least for him, it represented such a meaning. "Ye Feng, as a person who has lived for almost two hundred years, there is only one piece of advice I can give you."

Either give up, or try your best and persevere.

……

Ye Feng lowered his head, his fists were clenched, his knuckles were already white, he inhaled heavily, the reality was so suffocating that he was almost suffocated, the practice in the past six months had already made him suffer a lot, the road ahead was too long and too long, how should he choose?

He closed his eyes gently, his breathing slowed down, his heartbeat slowed, and he seemed to hear a voice calling in his heart, how quiet and clear, how gentle and lovely, how full of vitality. That was his mother's call, and he wanted to grasp this hope, this hope that he would see his birth mother again.

If fate chooses him, should he run away?

No!

After fifteen years of evasion, it's finally time to officially pick it up.

Ye Feng raised his head, slowly opened his eyes, looked at Ye Yun, and then took the Seven Star Pendant in Ye Yun's hand, without words, Ye Yun and Wan Qing could see that his eyes were full of light and hope, which was a will that could not be changed even if there were no traces of time, thousands of mountains and rivers, and vicissitudes of life.

This is the right path that belongs to Ye Feng.

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