Half a month passed in a hurry.

In the past half a month, Yang Yifan has been in retreat.

He really didn't dare to go out, and he really didn't expect that the female sword saint would be so persistent, she would come as soon as she said it, and she didn't give him any time to react at all, and after she came, she really seemed to want to live here permanently, and she also asked Lu Shenqing for a place to live, and even asked for a small peak on the side of Jianmen Mountain!

As for the retreat that Yang Yifan said, the woman didn't mind at all, and only said one sentence, from now on, she is Yang Yifan's person, whether she is in retreat or dead, no matter what, she will not give up.

Looking at this posture, Yang Yifan has no escape.

When he first heard this sentence, Yang Yifan, who was in retreat, was devastated.

He had never seen such a woman, so powerful, so arrogant, to be able to do such a thing!

O iniquity!

During this time, Yang Yifan didn't know how many times he secretly scolded Yun Qingfeng, of course, he also thought about trying to accept that woman, but when he thought of that woman's dedication to the sword and the moment when he defeated that woman that day, Yang Yifan had a headache and quickly dispelled this idea.

And during this time, Yang Yifan also knew the woman's name.

Lone Spirit.

Very strange name, when he thinks of this name, Yang Yifan can think of the Dugu Nine Swords he saw on TV before, and when he thinks of the Dugu Nine Swords, especially the sword word, Yang Yifan has a headache even more.

In short, Yang Yifan had a headache when he thought of this name.

In the next few days, Yang Yifan also figured it out, he couldn't afford to provoke him, he could always afford to hide, if he couldn't retreat for ten or eight years first, anyway, there was time.

Thinking like this, Yang Yifan's heart slowly calmed down, and he slowly entered the state of cultivation.

But if you don't cultivate, it doesn't matter, this cultivation, Yang Yifan suddenly felt that something was wrong.

After the battle with Dugu Ling, Yang Yifan's strange feeling before became even stronger, especially when he was cultivating, his feeling of being watched by others became more and more obvious, and even when he was attracting the aura of heaven and earth into his body, he actually had a faint feeling of being rejected!

This feeling is very weak, but Yang Yifan is sure that he definitely does not feel wrong, it must exist!

"Something is wrong, is it about to break through?"

In the secret room, Yang Yifan frowned, he checked his body over and over again, but found nothing.

"No, let's not say that it's not time to break through yet, even if it does, I didn't feel this way in the past, this is the first ...... Isolated by heaven and earth!? ”

Yang Yifan's brows furrowed even tighter, I don't know why, he always had a feeling that the mountain rain was about to come and the wind was full of buildings, which always felt more like an invisible pressure, pressing on his heart and making him breathless.

"Something must be wrong, something is wrong!"

In this case, Yang Yifan finally had to end the retreat, and quietly found Yun Qingfeng in one night.

"That strange feeling again?"

Yun Qingfeng was also very puzzled about this matter, saying that there had never been such a situation, and after Yun Qingfeng's careful analysis, this matter was definitely not simple, because when he cultivated to the level of Yang Yifan, any feeling could not be groundless, he had to be cautious and find out the reason.

"But how?" Yang Yifan frowned, very annoyed.

Yun Qingfeng thought about it carefully and gave the answer: "Check the classics and see if anyone has had this situation before!" ”

"Looking up the classics?" Yang Yifan thought about it, there was only this way, fortunately, after such a long period of accumulation, the Hidden Scripture Pavilion of the Sword Gate can be said to be inclusive of all rivers, including the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, as well as those Miao Jiang sects that were destroyed, as well as some of the foundations in the Cultivator Association, there are many classics in it, all of which are included in the Sword Gate.

After thinking about it, Yang Yifan left Zhonghai City worriedly and quietly ran to Jianmen Mountain.

As the head of the house, the Scripture Pavilion was naturally open to him without restrictions, so he directly entered the Scripture Pavilion and stayed for half a month.

In the past half a month, Lu Shenqing and the others also heard about the abnormality that Yang Yifan noticed, so they simply looked for it in the Scripture Pavilion together.

After all, Yang Yifan is very important to the Sword Sect or for other reasons, and there can be no mistakes, and naturally no one takes his affairs seriously.

But despite this, the effect achieved by everyone was very weak, but in Yang Yifan's heart, that feeling became stronger and stronger.

Similarly, no one noticed that in the sky above Jianmen Mountain, among the clouds that did not know tens of thousands of miles, there was a trace of blood-red lightning slowly converging, this lightning appeared extremely weak in the vast sky, and it was even inconspicuous at all, but the speed of its condensation was extremely fast!

The blood-red lightning emitted a violent aura of destruction, and at the same time, it also carried the power of the Brilliant Heaven, if a monk saw this scene, I am afraid that just a glance would be shocked, and his heart would tremble!

And in the same way, if someone can look at this scene from a god's perspective, they will definitely be able to find that the place where this blood-red lightning condenses happens to be the top of Yang Yifan's head!

If you watch it for a longer time, you can clearly perceive that no matter where Yang Yifan goes, this blood-red lightning will move with it, exactly the same, like a knife hanging above Yang Yifan's head, slowly accumulating strength, as long as the strength is enough, it will be killed with the power of thunder!

In the blink of an eye, another ten days have passed!

After these ten days, although Yang Yifan still found nothing, the feeling of being watched by others has been so strong that it has even reached a level that makes him tremble!

Not only that, but by chance, Yang Yifan finally discovered that in the sky above Jianmen Mountain, above his head, a cloud turned into a strange blood-red color, and even, there was a trace of terrifying aura emanating from the cloud!

This scene not only made Yang Yifan feel wrong, but Yun Qingfeng and the others also noticed the abnormality, felt the seriousness of the matter, and worked harder to find clues, wanting to find out what happened!

And just two days later, Yun Qingfeng brought a message to Yang Yifan!

"Found a clue!"

"What the hell is going on?" This nearly a month of restlessness made Yang Yifan very tired, and when he heard the news at this time, he was immediately shocked!

Yun Qingfeng's face was solemn, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes, and he slowly spit out two words:

"Heavenly Punishment!"

"Heavenly Punishment?!" Hearing these two words, Yang Yifan's heart sank.

He frowned: "What the hell, how did it appear!" ”

(End of chapter)