As time passed, the group was less than two hundred miles away from Chongling Pass.

Ye Fan only felt that what he had seen and heard along the way had completely subverted all his life in the past seventeen years.

But probably because the boy has a big heart, there is no mood crack because of this.

Ye Fan encountered a more intriguing thing on the way.

The boy walked into the depths of the mountains and forests to practice swordsmanship and study books, and at night, there was a burst of wails that only monks and ghosts could hear. It didn't take long for a ghost with a pale face to appear in front of the young man, saying that he was a scholar who went to Beijing to take the exam and wanted to go to the capital to take the exam. However, the close friend who had been with him for ten years inexplicably framed him, saying that his articles and poems were all hired gunmen and plagiarists. The matter reached the top, not only permanently depriving him of his qualifications to take the entrance examination, but also banning his articles from the whole country. The scholar was desperate and could only jump into the river with hatred and die. But because he was too resentful to be reincarnated as a human, he could only turn into a lonely ghost and wander around the Liujiang River.

But just now, he suddenly sensed that Ye Fan had a treasure that could wipe away all the grievances on his body, and also make his future life rich and prosperous. Therefore, this scholar and ghost creature hopes that Ye Fan can give him this treasure, and after becoming a new person in the next life, he will be a cow and a horse to repay his great kindness.

Ye Fan knew what the treasure this scholar was talking about, and his face was extremely hesitant.

Seeing this, the ghost begged bitterly, and later directly knelt down and kowtowed to Ye Fan three times.

The boy still didn't agree.

However, Ye Fan was also moved by compassion, and promised him that he could leave something that had been contaminated by Haoranqi, and getting along day and night would be of great benefit to ghosts, even if it was not impossible to really reincarnate as a human.

After hearing Ye Fan's answer, the ghost thing actually scolded very simply, saying that he read the sage book in vain, looking like a person, he didn't expect it to be a selfish villain, and in the end, he even scolded some filthy and ugly swear words.

Ye Fan looked lonely, but he didn't say anything.

At the end of the day, the rooster is about to crow.

The ghost seemed to be tired of scolding, and sat directly on the ground, extremely depressed.

Ye Fan took out a jade pendant and a piece of clothing from the jade plate, placed them in front of the ghost thing, and said softly: "This clothes and jade pendant are objects that I have been wearing for a long time, and the Haoran Qi attached to them should be enough to wipe out your resentment for decades." ”

Then the boy bowed to the ghostly thing, and then slowly walked away with his long sword.

Faintly, Ye Fan could still hear the ghost thing continuing to scold, but he never looked back, just walked forward silently.

Zhongli appeared at the young man's side at some point, hesitated, and asked softly, "Don't you think it's worthless?"

Ye Fan just shook his head slightly.

Zhongli sighed again and said, "Actually, that ghost creature should have scattered in this mountain forest within ten days, but the thing you just gave not only eliminated the danger that he would never be able to be reborn, but also gave him a great opportunity, but do you know whether this move has accumulated more merit or is it more contaminated with cause and effect?"

Ye Fan replied: "Since Elder Zhong said it, it must be the latter. ”

Zhongli looked at the young scholar, and after a while, he smiled and said, "The reason why Ye Fan is Ye Fan, the old man understands a little. ”

The monk looks at people, not only looking at things but also looking at the heart.

Speechless all the way.

After returning to the gathering place, Ye Fan rekindled the fire that had been somewhat extinguished, and then took out a classic book given by Mr. Wen, and silently recited it word by word by the light of the fire to calm down.

Turning to the last page, Ye Fan closed the book lightly and raised his head slightly.

The sky was bright.

It is a good time to practice and absorb aura.

Ye Fan walked to the riverside, ran Long Youyue with all his might, and absorbed all the fresh aura in the early morning in the dantian, the golden pill that lingered with purple qi was gradually increasing with the entry of aura, and Ye Fan's cultivation was also improving little by little.

It's like everybody's growth process.

It's as if everyone is going to grow up step by step.

Ye Fan's mood is actually very good.

He knew that the ghost was not lying, so he was willing to give him a chance.

A good deed that he has brought about with his own hands is a good deed, whether that person accepts it or not, whether he insults it or not.

Ye Fan thinks this is very good.

Someone in this world should do these things.

It's not about reputation, it's just about going with your heart.

Such a person can be called a good person or a good person.

It should be someone everywhere.

.......

.......

The group had already left the area around Guliujiang and entered the territory of Baihua County.

Above the plains.

Ye Fan was taken by Zhongli to an extremely remote mountain cliff.

The old man didn't say a word, but turned around and left.

Ye Fan felt that something was getting more and more wrong.

Tang Yu, dressed in a green shirt, suddenly appeared in front of the young man.

Tang Yu in front of him was full of energy, and before he could take out the sword, Ye Fan felt a sword intent coming straight towards him, and his skin was faintly painful.

A huge sense of crisis enveloped the world, making Ye Fan feel that there was no way to avoid it, and there was no way to escape.

The boy did not panic, but his heart stopped in an instant.

Tang Yu was wearing a cyan robe and stood in place with his eyes closed.

Then he opened his eyes and stepped out with his sword in hand.

Silence.

But in an instant, the cliff was like thunder.

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes.

He had a vague intuition, the white robe he was wearing, and the majestic aura in the dantian were all outside his body at this moment, and they were of no benefit, and all he could rely on was the sword in his hand.

Ye Fan trusted his instincts.

It seemed that Tang Yu was going to attack it with the strength of the Eight Realms Sword Cultivator.

Under the face, Ye Fan could clearly feel how unbelievable the strength of the opponent's sword intent was.

Ye Fan began to run forward.

As long as he took a step back, the sword intent he condensed would be reduced by one point.

As soon as the sword intent decreased, it was like admitting defeat.

Admitting defeat is tantamount to death.

After a few moments, the swords swapped.

Ye Fan flew out upside down in an instant, and landed suddenly, but he still couldn't stop retreating, leaving an extremely long sliding mark.

The pain was excruciating.

That sword qi directly ignored the existence of the magic robe and directly began to invade his body.

Tang Yu didn't move, calm and relaxed, and then followed him flutteringly, and handed out another sword.

Ye Fan, whose vision had begun to blur, received another sword.

There is no way to fight back.

Then Tang Yu jumped high, his long sword was horizontal, and he smashed it down with the blade of the sword.

This sword smashed on Ye Fan's heart.

A large crater appeared in the flatland.

Ye Fan was covered in blood and fell to the ground.

The muscles and veins of the body, the dantian in the body, and more than 100 tricks.

They are on the verge of collapse.

Tang Yu's long sword was behind him, standing on the edge of the pit without saying a word, no longer taking out his sword, just looking down at Ye Fan at the bottom of the pit.

I saw that Ye Fan, who had already lost consciousness, moved the hand holding the long sword slightly, and then supported the ground with his elbows and struggled to get up.

Tang Yu's expression remained unchanged, just coldly watching the young man's subconscious movements.

He said softly, "I'm standing here, as long as you can come up and hand me a sword, you can live." ”

Ye Fan raised his hand again and again, and fell again and again, from standing up half of his body to shaking and standing up, it took nearly half an hour.

The young man, who was actually unconscious and had only a breath of breath left, shook his head, waved his arms, and staggered forward with the long sword in his hand.

Step by step, he walked to the height of the big pit, and even the young man whose hair was full of blood had just advanced the long sword in his hand a little.

Tang Yu slapped the sword body horizontally and slapped it on Ye Fan's chest, and the young man slid into the pit in the shape of a rolling ball.

The young swordsman slowly walked down the big pit, and said as he walked: "I thought that the person who could resolutely abandon Haoran Qi should not be afraid of death, but now it seems that he is the number one person in the world who is greedy for life and afraid of death. In this case, what kind of sword should you go to Dayan to learn? It is better to die here directly, and go out to disgrace the Red Leaf Country. ”

The people at the bottom of the pit are as angry as a gossamer.

The hand holding the sword trembled.

Tang Yu smiled.

This kid seems to be dying, but the sword intent on his body is alive.

He is a kendo prodigy.

There is the appearance of my Tang Yu back then.

Thinking of this, the smile on Tang Yu's face became even more provincial.

Originally, he looked a little cold, but at this time, it was a bit like a spring breeze.

........

Duan Yiyi and Ji Cheng, who were hurrying all the way, had already arrived in the Guliujiang area at this time.

The old man used his aura, his eyesight was great, and the scene within a radius of fifty miles was all in his eyes, and then he turned to Duan Yiyi and said, "My lord, it seems that they have walked out of the Guliujiang range. If they are allowed to enter the Chongling Pass City and then want to do it, it will be difficult again. ”

Duan Yiyi, who was in the air, nodded slightly, but there was a smile on his face, and said slowly: "You said that you can prevent day and night, and it is difficult to prevent thieves, is it very reasonable?"

The old man didn't know why, but he still replied respectfully: "My subordinates also think it's so reasonable." ”

Duan Yiyi shook his long sleeves, drove away, and laughed: "Hahahaha, since that's the case, then let me see if they can prevent this thief." Hurry up and don't miss the show. ”

Ji Cheng listened in the clouds, but when he saw that Duan Yiyi had already flown away for a distance, he hurriedly sped up and followed.

.......

.......

Li Jin, who was walking in the middle of the team, stretched out his right hand and held the long knife at his waist tightly, looking in a trance, as if he had a big heart.

Li Qingfeng saw that his father had been like this for a long time, and he was worried, so he stepped forward and asked, "Dad, I see that your face is not very good, is something wrong?"

Li Jin came back to his senses and waved his hand at Li Qingfeng, "It's okay, it's okay, it's just that I'm still a little afraid of what happened on the Broken Water Mountain." ”

Li Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief, and then said, "It's okay." But then again, fortunately, Ye Fan stepped forward on Broken Water Mountain, otherwise it would be uncertain whether we would survive or not. But this Ye Fan and Zhong Lao have been gone for a long time, why haven't they come back yet......"

Li Jin heard that there was a sense of struggle in his eyes, and he hesitated. It's just that suddenly it seems to think of something, and his eyes are fierce.

Li Qingfeng was still talking to himself, not noticing his father's strangeness at all.