Yun Changkong had already been stunned, he didn't expect that things would come directly to a big reversal. Originally, he thought that he would die here, but he didn't expect that Mo Fan would subdue Ye Chengcheng in three or two clicks.

"Brother, you are the dearest brother in my life!" Yun Changkong was grateful to Mo Fan.

For Ye Qingcheng, Yun Changkong doesn't have a good face, this kind of person who even the master has to deal with for his own interests can be said to have lost his humanity, and Yun Changkong is only full of anger towards him.

Grabbing Ye Qingcheng's Yuan Ying fiercely, Yun Changkong smiled bitterly and said: "Do you know why my father doesn't like you, in fact, all this is your reason, the greed and ambition you have shown since you were a child have made my father recognize your character early, of course he can't make you the valley master."

"Fart, it's nonsense, you are his son, he will naturally leave you with any good things, if I don't fight for it, I'm afraid I can only drink the northwest wind." Ye Tingcheng sneered.

"Stubborn." Yun Changkong shook his head.

"Tell me, where did you keep my father?" Yun Changkong asked.

"If you want to save your father, of course, but if you want me to tell you where he is, let me go first." Ye Tingcheng seemed to have grasped some life-saving straw.

"You are extremely evil, it is not enough to die a hundred times, and if you want me to let you go, there is really no door." Yun Changkong scolded.

"Hmph, you have to think clearly, kill me, you will never know your father's whereabouts, he is not in the sect, but in a secret place, this place is only known to me." Ye Chengcheng knew that as long as he didn't let go, then he would definitely live a way to survive in the end.

Yun Changkong frowned, obviously hesitating. Although he didn't want to let go of this heinous scum of the sect, he wanted to ensure his father's safety even more.

"Brother Yun, I have a way to let him find out your father's whereabouts, why don't you let me try?" At this time, Mo Fan spoke up.

"Brother Ling, do you have any good ideas?" Yun Changkong looked forward to it.

"Hehe, give him to me!" Mo Fan took Ye Chengcheng's Yuan Ying.

The method he wants to use is considered torture or torture, but it is a hundred times more cruel than torture. That is, the art of soul searching.

Mo Fan's soul power turned, and a stream of divine consciousness was injected into Ye Qingcheng's body.

Immediately, Ye Tingcheng felt unbearable pain, his face became distorted, and became extremely hideous, he was very unwilling to die immediately, just because this pain was a hundred times more terrible than death.

It didn't take long for the soul search to be completed, and Ye Tingcheng's Yuan Ying calmed down, but it was extremely pale, and his eyes were dull, it was obvious that Ye Tingcheng had become an idiot at the moment.

"This, this, the art of soul searching." Yun Changkong had some palpitations, he didn't expect Mo Fan's method to be such a cruel spell.

After receiving a large amount of information in Ye Tingcheng's mind, Mo Fan kept looking for it, keeping the useful information and deleting the useless information.

"I know your father's location, Ye Tingcheng is not lying, he is indeed not in the sect but in a secret wine cellar a hundred miles away from here." Mo Fan said.

"Great, let's go rescue him!" Yun Changkong said immediately.

Mo Fan nodded, but by checking Ye Tingcheng's memory, he found some trouble, it turned out that the relationship between Ye Tingcheng and Elder Baishi was not so simple, Ye Tingcheng had secretly worshiped Elder Baishi as a teacher. At present, Elder Baishi is not in the sect, so he doesn't know about Ye Qingcheng's death, but when he returns to the sect and inquires, he will definitely know that it was Mo Fan and the others who did it. At that time, what Mo Fan will face is an old monster in the late Yuan Infant period.

When they left here, they really found the enchantment that Ye Qingcheng said, but this enchantment was just the most ordinary spiritual power sealing formation, and with Mo Fan's current formation attainment, it was naturally easy to break.

Through Ye Qingcheng's memory, Mo Fan and Yun Changkong accurately followed the route, and it didn't take long for them to come to this secret wine cellar.

This is a large mansion, which is also the property of Peach Blossom Valley, and under the mansion is a huge wine cellar. Like this kind of wine cellar, there are hundreds of them in Peach Blossom Valley, which are distributed all over the place. This kind of place is guarded by disciples of Peach Blossom Valley all year round.

When they came here, several disciples stationed here immediately spotted them, but as if they didn't know, they respectfully saluted towards Yun Changkong.

"See Senior Brother Yun!"

"I've seen Senior Brother Yun!"

"You're the person in charge here?" Yun Changkong asked a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties, who was the leader of the group.

"Yes, Senior Brother Yun, in Xia Deng Qi, I have been in charge of the management of the wine cellar here." The middle-aged man's expression seemed a little unnatural.

"Open the cellar, I'm going to go in and take a look." Yun Changkong said what he meant.

"This, this ......" Deng Qi looked a little hesitant.

"Why, you won't let me in?" Yun Changkong is not a fool, looking at him like this, he already has some suspicions, he is the person Ye Qingcheng planted here.

"You need the permission of the valley owner to enter the wine cellar, if you have the grain master's token, you can naturally go in, if not, please go back!" Deng Qi pondered for a long time, and finally made up a reason.

"Boss, the cellar doesn't seem to have this rule!" Who knows, a stunned young man next to him debunked his words on the spot.

Deng Qi's eyes glared angrily, and he stared at the stunned young man so much that he didn't dare to raise his head.

"What you said, but it's a token of the Valley Lord of Ye Tilting City?" Yun Changkong had already determined that he was the father that Ye Qingcheng had arranged here to spy on him.

"Hmm......" Deng Qi was a little flustered, he felt that something was wrong.

"I don't know what happened to this token?" Mo Fan smiled and took out Ye Qingcheng's magic weapon, the crystal mace.

"Ah...... This! "Deng Qi has completely lost his square inch. He knew this magic weapon, and this magic weapon was Ye Tingcheng's natal magic weapon. Generally speaking, it is impossible for anyone's natal magic weapon to be handed over to others, and if their own natal magic weapon is in the hands of others, then there is only one possibility.

The owner of this natal magic weapon is dead.

"I, I don't know anything, spare me!" Deng Qi hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

The rest of the ordinary disciples were stunned, they didn't understand what was going on, and the manager, who was usually very harsh to them, was lying on the ground like a dog and begging for mercy at this moment.

"Humph! Don't know anything? If you don't know, are you so scared, it's really Ye Chengcheng's lackey! Yun Changkong slapped it away with a palm.

Dealing with this kind of person, Yun Changkong will not show mercy. Deng Qi was only in the middle of Jindan, Yun Changkong pressed him by a level, and with one palm, he slapped him fifty or sixty meters away, and Deng Qi spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood in the air.

The longer a person lives, the deeper the routine will be, this is really true, if Deng Qi had defended with all his strength before, he would naturally not be so miserable, but his purpose was to use this impact to force himself farther away.

After falling to the ground, Deng Qi did not lie on the ground, but, with a kick on his hind feet, he quickly flew into the sky, he actually wanted to escape. After taking off, he immediately took out a purple-gold talisman and pasted it on his body, and his speed instantly doubled, and he was close to the Yuan Infant Stage.

"Huh? It's so cunning. Yun Changkong didn't expect him to have such a hand, so he immediately set out to take him down.

Rumble!

Deng Qi, who thought he had escaped, suddenly felt a great pressure, as if the whole world had turned into sea water, and slapped at him, and his body suddenly lost control and fell down violently.

When he recovered, it would be impossible to take off again, after this period of delay, Yun Changkong had already come to his side, punched him at the dantian, cultivated him to abolish, and directly restrained him.

"Thank you, Brother Ling." Yun Changkong naturally knew that it was Mo Fan who helped him just now.

"It's a small thing."

Then, Yun Changkong kicked Deng Qi, who was like a dog next to him, and said, "I don't like to kill people, so I'll let you live, but I have abolished your cultivation, I hope you can do it yourself." ! ”

"Yes, yes, thank you Senior Brother Yun for not killing." Deng Qilao said in tears, he was extremely satisfied to be able to live a life, but how long it would take for his cultivation to come back from cultivation, it is estimated that only God knows.

"Ye Chengcheng deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors, imprisoned Elder Qingwei here, and sought the position of the valley master, Deng Qizhu was abused, and he had been severely punished just now. I don't blame you for not knowing, now hurry up and take us to the cellar. Looking at the people with blank faces, Mo Fan told them about the matter.

"What, and this, I didn't expect Elder Qingwei to be imprisoned in our cellar." There was a look of shock on everyone's faces.

Afterwards, Mo Fan and the others followed them into the cellar. It is said to be a cellar, but in fact it is an incomparably vast underground square, with countless fine wines, and there are many small rooms around the square, in which the wines are thousands of years old, and these rooms can only be entered by the chief steward.

According to the information in Ye Qingcheng's memory, Elder Qing was locked up in these rooms, and with an accurate route, Mo Fan easily found the room where Elder Qingwei was imprisoned.

This is a room that stores dozens of jars of 3,000 old wines, the room is closed, you need to open the stone door to enter, after entering the room, there is no figure of Elder Qingwei.

"Brother Ling, are you mistaken, there's nothing here!" didn't find his father, Yun Changkong looked a little anxious.

"That's right." Mo Fan insisted on his concept, and then, he walked to the corner and poured a spiritual power into a dry kerosene lamp.

Knock knock!

The wall on the back suddenly rotated ninety degrees, and a secret room was revealed, and in the center of the secret room, several arm-thick iron chains bound an unkempt man.

"Daddy!" Yun Changkong immediately rushed over.

Hearing this familiar voice, the bound man's body shook, and he immediately raised his head, staring at the person in front of him with bloodshot eyes, and only after a long time did he cry with joy: "Child! ”