Among all the monks in Zhongzhou Star who were going to Yingxian Valley, only Ye Bufan was reluctant, and he had a different kind of thought in his heart.

His original purpose was to have an opportunity to get close to the Ouyang family, to get close to the woman with a heart like a femme fatale, and he didn't know what a servant worship was?

It wasn't until he listened day and night to the chatter of the wild cultivators who were accepted by the family that were not worth mentioning, but had a wide range of knowledge, that Ye Bufan knew what the secluded small world was and what the servants of the outer hall of the family worshipped. But by the time he understood, it was already difficult to ride the wall, not only did he not have the opportunity to get close to Ouyang Jing, but he also had to become a "minion" who had to work hard after getting a "bone" from the family.

"Run?"

Ye Bufan's improved insight from those wild cultivators made him not dare to have this kind of thought at all.

Sects and families have their own means of restraining their disciples and disciples. Xiaozhi is naturally a spiritual stone provided on a monthly basis, a variety of elixirs to improve cultivation, and an orderly inheritance of exercises. Acting with reason is the various precepts and patriarchal laws.

And the most important means. Sects and families can do but can't say it, and every monk also abides by its rules as a matter of course.

That is the Soul Seal Dao method that makes the monk lose some of his freedom.

The more common Soul Seal Dao method is that the elders or inner halls who are in charge of the precepts in the sect and the family worship them, and plant a wisp of their own divine consciousness in the "divine room" of the monks under the sect, which has no impact on the monks, but when the monks have changed, they can find their traces by relying on the traction of the divine sense. This kind of soul seal Dao method is like hanging an oil lamp that shines all the time on the top of the monk's head.

And the more extreme Soul Seal Dao Method, most of them are the sect masters or the heads of the family, who consume their divine thoughts, completely strip away a wisp of their divine consciousness, and plant them in the sea of consciousness of their henchmen or blood relatives.

If a confidant's son or heir's blood relatives suffer a change and the god dies, the planted divine consciousness will return to the original body along the source, so that the monk who planted this wisp of divine consciousness can know what happened or who caused the killing.

With Ye Bufan's status as a servant of the family, he was barely able to enjoy the ordinary soul seal Dao method, so the one who planted the soul seal was only a young monk from the Ouyang family who had just arrived at the foundation building period to cultivate.

Ye Bufan already knew that after the monk reached the cultivation of the foundation building period, he could no longer determine his age by relying on the old and tender face, but this monk named Qingyi looked really tender in physiognomy, but that tender face, with a sharp jaw and narrow forehead, thin cheeks and muscles, even if he greeted him with a smile, he would reveal a trace of gloom.

Ye Bufan instinctively felt that this monk named Qingyi not only had a gloomy face, but was mostly cunning and sinister in his heart, and had a human-faced beast heart.

The soul mark on his body came from this person, Ye Bufan was more careful in his heart, and he usually became more and more silent, and he didn't dare to show a little different thoughts on his face.

Fortunately, there are three or four hundred Ye Xiuzu recruited by the Ouyang family this time, most of them are fierce faces, and the two crossed scars on Ye Bufan's face can also bluff people, so far they have not attracted anyone's attention, although they are extremely depressed, they are also living a peaceful and stable life.

Now crowded in three or four hundred wild cultivators, more and more will not attract attention, Ye Bufan excitedly looked at the reckless jungle under him at a high speed, and at the same time looked at the dragon boat-like flying magic weapon in surprise.

The sects and families in Dongshengzhou have flying magic weapons in the shape of a dragon wooden boat, and the difference is the speed of flight and the size of the change.

For the opening of this secluded small world, Ouyang Jing invited an inner hall worshipper who had been living in seclusion for a hundred years, and this inner hall worshipper was good at distinguishing the strange materials of spiritual grass, and also had a large enough dragon flying boat.

This great worshipper has the cultivation of the middle stage of Jindan, and going to Yingxian Valley can also be regarded as a living scene. Qing Yi is good at private things, enough to deal with the different thoughts that his disciples and wild cultivators will inevitably have, Qing Liu's cultivation has reached the realm of consummation in the late stage of qi refining, and he has always acted arrogantly in the family, which is enough to suppress more than a hundred disciples in the clan who have entered the small world of seclusion, and Qing Si, who has always existed in the family like a shadow, is mixed in the wild cultivation at this moment, echoing with Qing Liu, and putting these three or four hundred wild cultivation under control.

Now the dragon flying boat has been flying for more than two hours, and there is still an endless sea of clouds and mist under the flying boat, and occasionally some birds fly by the side of the flying boat, and they also disappear in a flash.

All the wild cultivators are crowded on the back side of the flying boat, most of the wild cultivators have long been accustomed to the scene of Lin Hai, this dragon flying boat is not the first time to ride, simply sit in the flying boat and close their eyes to recuperate, and some of the wild cultivators look at the increasingly oppressive colorful clouds in the sky with burning eyes, and they don't know what they are thinking.

The disciples of the Ouyang family are all concentrated on the front side of the flying boat, and the number of monks is also nearly a hundred, among which there are some female cultivators, these disciples are also silent, most of them are closing their eyes to recuperate, Qingyi has been at the head of the dragon dragon in the flying boat, standing behind the big worship carelessly, looking back at Ye Xiu from time to time.

No matter how novel the scenery is, it's just like that, Ye Bufan doesn't want to attract too much attention, and then he shrinks into a corner and closes his eyes to recuperate, and his right hand picks the family crest of the Ouyang family embroidered on the shirt from time to time, which is a small red flame.

When you enter the sect and the family, you have to wear a Taoist shirt and pull a Taoist bun, each sect or family has its special emblem, Ye Bufan is extremely disgusted with the flame emblem of the Ouyang family, and when he is idle, he can't help but want to pick off this emblem on the Taoist shirt.

Ye Bufan picked at his shirt intently, he had forgotten the boredom brought by the long-distance flight, but Ye Xiu was used to being free, and after two hours, Ye Xiu began to whisper.

Ye Bufan felt a gentle collision from his arm, and he was stunned before he turned his head to look around, and Zhao Tianci, who lived in the Liufu mansion, was looking at him mysteriously.

Ye Bufan raised his eyebrows and handed over an inquiring look.

Zhao Tianci looked around and asked in a low voice, "Ye Daoyou, what are your plans after entering the small world of seclusion?"

"Intended?"

After Ye Bufan thought about it, he didn't know why Zhao Tianci, who usually had little contact, asked, and shook his head calmly. He really hadn't thought about anything.

Zhao Tianci looked at the lukewarm expression on Ye Bufan's face, looking left and right as if there was some mystery, and asked with a little exaggerated surprise, "No plan?" Ye Daoyou, don't you have any means to be sure?"

Ye Bufan was a little confused, stared at Zhao Tianci suspiciously, and asked, "What means?"

"Identify the spirit grass elixir and find the means of heaven and earth!" Zhao Tianci pulled the corners of his mouth, but he didn't show the disdain on the old face that Ye Bufan was pretending.

"Ye Daoyou has such magical powers, but he hides it so closely, no wonder he lives in the same big house but doesn't get along with the big guys. ”

Zhao Tianci's words already had a sour taste like old vinegar, and the old face finally couldn't hold back, revealing a look of disdain, and after squinting his eyes and looking Ye Bufan up and down, he lowered his head and carefully stretched a small fold at the front placket on the new robe.

raised his head again, looking at Ye Bufan's eyes, there was already a trace of coldness hidden deeply.

"It turned out that Ye Daoyou was sure to stand by the river cleanly, watching all of us struggle in the river. ”

Ye Bufan finally heard some meaning from Zhao Tianci's words, his face was still silent, but his heart was disgusted like seeing a huge mouse feces on a fragrant rich cake.

"Means?, where did I get the means?"

"This is the real person who makes the people in the village envious?"

Ye Bufan clearly felt some ill intentions from Zhao Tianci, the scar on his face twitched slightly, and he raised his eyes and looked around.

In front of the two of them was the tall and sturdy Zhou Tianshan, who had been closing his eyes motionlessly, at this time, he opened his eyes and looked at Ye Bufan, and scolded in a low voice, "idiot", so he continued to close his eyes and recuperate, and he didn't even have an expression. The brothers Tang Chen and Tang Xing, who were once enshrined in the outer hall of the family, had a smile on their round faces, no matter how they looked at it, they had a gloating expression. Leng Qiu, who has thin eyebrows and fine eyes, has a very calm face, but his gloomy eyes look at it, and it is difficult to understand some meanings. Further on the periphery, some Ye Xiu who didn't even know their names, some opened their eyes and looked at themselves and continued to close their eyes to recuperate, while others simply didn't react at all.

The dozen or so wild cultivators gathered around here all live in the former Liufu mansion.

Ye Bufan really didn't care about the ill-intentioned ridicule and ridicule of the wild cultivators around him, everyone's cultivation was almost the same, and on this dragon flying boat, he only dared to move his scheming.

He continued to sweep his gaze over the entire flying boat in silence, and sure enough, as expected. Although the wild cultivators on the back seem to be crowded into a large group, but if you look closely, you can find that the wild cultivators are clearly demarcated.

Ye Bufan leaned forward, approached Zhao Tianci's weather-beaten old face, and whispered with a look of sudden realization, "What Zhao Daoyou means is that everyone will help each other after entering the small world of seclusion!"

Zhao Tianci's face changed faster than turning over his palm, just now his old face was like a dried dead fish, and now it was like wild honey stained with frosting sugar. nodded with a smile and flattered Ye Bufan: "Ye Daoyou is smart"

Then he said solemnly with a bitter face: "Originally, everyone was a wild cultivator who had no one to pity, rats had rats, snakes had snakes, and each had its own way, but now this is the situation?"

Zhao Tianci looked around helplessly, "Presumably Ye Daoyou also understands, our dozen or so Daoists who have some incense love must join hands to keep their future cultivation." ”

The disgust in Ye Bufan's heart faded a little, and he looked at the dozen or so wild cultivators who lived in the same mansion around him with some feeling, although all of them were dressed in new Taoist robes and regular buns raised high, but their faces with different faces more or less showed an aura of suffering.

Ye Bufan's original mind was gone.

Looking at Zhao Tianci's whispering with the wild cultivators in the mansion biting their ears after moving his position, Ye Bufan suppressed the idea of saying that he had no means, closed his eyes and continued to close his eyes to recuperate, but countless thoughts flashed in his heart.