During the meal, Yu Yao looked indifferent and sat calmly beside her. She ignored the gazes of several people and lowered her head to concentrate on eating.

The courtyard was deep, and the maple trees on both sides fell a few fiery red leaves, Ling Anfeng confronted the three of them, his eyes were faint, and the three of them rushed towards him from three directions, trying to close the circle.

He disappeared in place in an instant, and the next moment he hung above the heads of the three people, and slapped it with one palm, which immediately brought a violent wind and fell on them, and they all fell to the ground and vomited blood.

The three of them were extremely shocked, with just one move, they were slapped on the ground and vomited blood, so what kind of advanced cultivation should he be?

In the next moment, spiritual power frantically poured into the three of them, washing away their muscles and veins, repairing their injuries. Moments later, they were surprised to find that their injuries had healed.

They didn't need Ling Anfeng to remind them, they got up directly, stood in different positions, and rushed towards him at the same time.

Kyushu Han rushed forward with a heavy sword in his hand, hit the front, and attacked his lower road. Yu Yao held the sword in her hand, and was swinging the sword unfamiliarly, gradually forming a lotus flower, heading towards its path. Linglong'er held the frost moon in her hand, dancing the ribbon in the middle, and the two curved blades circled, straight to Ling Anfeng's way.

Ling Anfeng stood in place, slowly forming a lotus flower in his hand, exactly the same as Yu Yao's lotus, getting bigger and bigger, and finally forming a white lotus flower one zhang high, extremely condensed, and there was a terrifying power inside.

"The strongest attack!" Yu Yao shouted, it was too late.

The Lotus came at the trio, their attacks blocked only for a moment before they disappeared. The next moment they flew in front of them, as if they were positioned, several people waved their spiritual weapons wildly, but they were still hit by the white lotus, falling to the ground and vomiting blood, and their bodies were shattered. The White Lotus knocked down several people and also dissipated into the air.

The three of them bowed their heads in silence, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, and each of them had deep suspicion on their faces.

Ling Anfeng stood in front of everyone, with his hands behind his back, just looking down at the woman in front of him.

The whining wind in the courtyard, the maple leaves flipped and flew in the air, slowly falling on the shoulders of everyone, and as soon as the wind blew, it fell to the ground.

After a few moments, the three of them stood up again, and the battle intent in their eyes was stronger than before, and the color was richer than the maple leaves in the courtyard, as if they were about to shatter the sky.

This time, the three of them changed their formation, sometimes separated, sometimes gathered, without talking, they already understood what the other party was thinking with one look, although they were still beaten down by Ling Anfeng in the end, but they were tireless, from the early morning battle to the sunset, in order to resist his two moves.

Wei Yuan came halfway, saw a few people sparring, and didn't enter the courtyard, only glanced twice, and then turned to leave.

No one said to rest, and Ling Anfeng didn't know it, sparring the three of them, without the slightest impatience on his face, just standing there lightly.

In the early morning of the second day, the three of them were able to resist the third move, at this time their tacit understanding had begun to take shape, one faced the enemy head-on and resisted damage, one person supplemented the damage on the side and output the whole process, and one disrupted the enemy's perspective, harassed the enemy's attack, and helped his teammates.

"Allow you to rest today and re-establish your rules tomorrow. After Ling Anfeng finished speaking, he turned around and left, walking slowly back to his room.

The three of them went back to their rooms, physically and mentally exhausted, and fell asleep directly on the bed.

In the following time, several people kept fighting and sleeping and then fighting, and the momentum on several people rose again and again, and the tacit understanding was also full, and they were gradually able to resist more moves. Worry-free and not boring, she accompanied a few people every day, she watched carefully on the side, pondered carefully, and went back to sleep in the evening under the urging of several people.

Time passed quickly, the leaves on the trees had fallen, the weeds in the courtyard had withered, and only a few people kept growing, adding a lot of life to the courtyard.

On the last day, although the three of them couldn't get close to Ling Anfeng's body, they couldn't attack him, but they were able to resist Ling Anfeng's tenth move.

After noon, Wei Yuan arrived, and his words made people feel like a spring breeze, and congratulated everyone on their strength rising again. After saying a few polite words, he changed the conversation and asked everyone to avoid it, he had something to say to Yu Yao.

After everyone went out, Wei Yuan asked Yu Yao to set up the isolation spirit array, and then solemnly spoke: "You once asked me, why do you know that there are alchemists in your group, this is a long talk. ”

He slowly spoke out of the dusty memories of a dark and cruel time.

It turned out that he had been tested to have anti-heaven qualifications since he was a child, and he was trained by his family, but a few years later, his peers had already left him behind. The family gradually rumored that he was a waste material. At the beginning, the head of the family also severely punished those people, and after another two years, his cultivation was like a turtle, and everyone acquiesced to the fact that he was a waste.

Later, the head of the family also abandoned him, ignored him, and tolerated the family disciples to bully and hurt him, and in an instant, he fell from heaven to hell.

When he was seven years old, the family welcomed an old man, and everyone was very afraid of him and flattered him. The old man told the head of the family that Wei Yuan was a late bloomer, and when he was twenty-two years old, he would welcome his nobles and help him soar to the sky. The family asked about the news of the nobleman, and the old man only shook his head and said a few words to Wei Yuan alone. After the old man left, the head of the family asked Wei Yuan again and again, but he didn't get any news. Wei Yuan also made a decision that shocked the family, he gave up becoming an inner son and became a son-seeker who was looking for a pulse, and he was ridiculed by everyone for more than ten years because of this decision.

Later, some people wanted to bully him, but they were punished by the head of the family, and gradually everyone only dared to take advantage of him verbally.

Wei Yuan talked about the past, like a watchman, his tone did not fluctuate in half a minute, and only his clenched fists could reveal his emotions. He looked at Yu Yao seriously, and said in an extremely persistent tone: "You are my nobleman, I have waited for you for fifteen years, and finally waited for you, if you are in trouble in the future, I will do my best to help you." ”

Yu Yao waved her hand, unmoved, just said lightly: "Thank you for your kindness." ”

Seeing that she didn't refuse, Wei Yuan's face softened a little, and then told her seriously: "That old man told me three words, the previous life can't be chased by the wind, the two souls are blended together to treat the divine power, and the chaos will return to the ten thousand worlds." He told me to tell you this sentence and not to leak it, I didn't dare to write it down on paper, I could only recite it silently hundreds of times every morning and evening, and I didn't forget it for more than ten years. He reminded him that the god site had disappeared for many years, and if he wanted to become a god, he had to gather the treasures of the three worlds. He was about to say more, but his expression suddenly changed, and he disappeared in place. His last words were: May the Lord of the world return soon!"

Yu Yao, who was shocked by the huge information, couldn't come back to her senses for a while, she looked at Wei Yuan in a daze, and couldn't understand his words a little.

Even though Wei Yuan had silently recited it countless times in his heart, he was still stunned when he said these words, and he had a guess in his heart that the origin of the woman in front of him was not simple.

Half an hour later, Yu Yao came to her senses, she asked Wei Yuan a few words, but found that the other party had completely lost the memory just now, and even the things he said, those words were completely forgotten. Yu Yao stared at him in horror, her eyelashes trembled wildly, her trembling hand was already holding the Nian Sword, and her whole body was tense, like a beast ready to attack.

Wei Yuan felt that her expression was hostile, and hurriedly said, "I can satisfy you with whatever quid pro quo you need." ”

Yu Yao carefully observed his expression, as if he was not fake, and said tentatively: "Old man?"

"What old man, did you ask me to kill Li Chengjia, a subordinate of the Eighth Prince?" Wei Yuan asked with a frown, this is a difficult question.

She relaxed her body and just put the sword on her lap, and the memory of the first time she saw someone would disappear in an instant, without any warning, only to show that the old man did not want the third party to know about their conversation.

"No, it's because of me, I'm going to leave for Fengchao City tomorrow, and I may not have time to help you refine the pill for the time being. Yu Yao found a reason to convince Wei Yuan.