After thinking about it deeply, Ye Fan knew that this question was a bit deep and complicated after all, and with his current ability, he was far from thinking about it.

Although there were some shadows in his heart, Ye Fan knew that once he continued to cultivate, this problem should become clear after gradually deepening.

Knife intent, how to control yourself?

The sword intention is the original intention and the original heart.

At that time, Ye Fan understood that what he might want to understand would be too deep and complex.

Right now, the next day is the day to leave the Nangong family, Ye Fan did not continue to force himself to think hard, but cleaned up slightly, and then visited the five elders of Nangong, and at the same time, he also met Nangong Cangshan, the patriarch of Nangong.

The dinner was still spent in pride and laughter, and during the banquet, the enthusiasm of Nangong Cangshan and Nangong Great Elder was ten times greater than in the past, but Nangong Yu and Nangong Li were a little melancholy.

The day of parting came quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the next day had arrived.

Early in the morning, the Great Elder Nangong personally sent the recast Xuantie Dao over, and once again emphasized some points of attention.

After greeting everyone, Ye Fan left the Nangong family surrounded by Yuwen and the people of the Zhuge family who came to greet him.

……

The people who came to greet him this time were Yuwen Qianhuan and Zhuge Shanling, as well as some guards.

The Linglong Pagoda was built by the two great families of Yuwen and Zhuge who squandered countless money and combined the strength of the major families. The reason why it is called the tower is because it is necessary to let the people inside keep climbing, constantly surpassing, and progressing layer by layer.

After about four hours of trekking, Ye Fan followed everyone to the Linglong Tower.

Strictly speaking, this place is more like a top school with a classical style of a big villa, which is Ye Fan's first feeling.

After coming here, seeing that the people guarding outside the Linglong Pagoda were all first-class masters, Ye Fan's heart was also slightly abrupt.

This is a huge manor, with chically built mountains, lakes, eighteen bronze formations, training gates, and a hall of martial arts classics that is open to everyone here.

Here, no matter what food, clothing, housing and transportation, the level is absolutely first-class!

There are men and women here, and there seems to be no restriction of freedom at all.

Here, there are martial artists who are professors, and there are also martial arts seniors who are highly respected and enjoy a quiet life and live here.

Coming here, from the extreme desertion on the outside, to the extreme liveliness after entering the inside, there is an extremely stark contrast.

Some people are crushing boulders with iron fists and cultivating hard; Some people talk and laugh, sitting on the boulders in the mountains, enjoying the faint sunshine, and a man and a woman, all dressed in white, tender and sweet, quite the charm of 'love knife rivers and lakes'.

The only thing that the people here have in common is that they are not very old and have good strength.

Ye Fan, who was originally a little arrogant, after seeing these people, suddenly felt a blow in his heart, but at the same time, the idea of trampling these people under his feet rose even more.

When he arrived here, Ye Fan suddenly remembered that twelve years ago, Ye Yun'er, the daughter of the great elder of the Ye family, seemed to have come here.

Linglong Tower, gathering, is not only the masters of the rock city, but the entire rivers and lakes.

Originally, Ye Fan thought that everything he saw, this should be a place full of competition, but it was a relatively plain and beautiful place of cultivation.

However, when he focused on the scene in the distance, Ye Fan found that he was ridiculously wrong with such an idea.

In the distance, a battle is going on.

Actually, it's not so much a fight as bullying.

……

"Poof-" Ye Yun'er spit out two mouthfuls of blood, her face was stomped on the ground with one foot, and the hard sand stabbed her cheeks with a hot pain.

But what hurts even more is the heart.

Unwillingness, anger, or deep sorrow.

This is already the forty-third time.

From the very beginning of the longing for this place, to the current downfall and bullying, everything is like a real nightmare.

Ye Yun'er hated it at the moment, she really hated it, if she cultivated harder, if her qualifications were a little higher, if the family behind her was a little stronger, nothing would happen in front of her......

A man in white with evil eyes kicked Ye Yun'er in the face again, and with a "click", the sound of broken bones came, resounding in all directions.

But those who play are still playing, those who talk and laugh are still talking and laughing, and those who are tender and sweet are still tender and sweet.

Everything around me seemed to be out of place with that bullying at all.

"Slut, huh, don't obey? Seeing you rectify you once, it won't be long before the Ye family, a small family that is still alive, is ready to go to ruin! ”

The extremely evil voice was a little bit neither yin nor yang, but it was clearly transmitted to the surrounding space.

In this way, Ye Fan was also sure that this ugly woman with a scarred face was the extremely beautiful Ye Yun'er of the Ye family.

In Ye Fan's memory, Ye Yun'er cultivated extremely hard, and as early as shortly after she was born, she won the third place in the competition, so she was selected to enter the Linglong Pagoda.

At that time, Ye Yuner was only 12 years old.

And at this moment, when he was sure that the woman in front of him was Ye Yun'er, Ye Fan couldn't help but take a look at this beautiful place again.

Yuwen Qianhuan followed Ye Fan's side, and when he saw that Ye Fan seemed to frown slightly, he explained: "Brother Jiang, don't be surprised, this Linglong Pagoda is a small river and lake, the so-called rivers and lakes, there will be fights, as long as it is not a black hand or the like, if you come here, life and death will be out of your own hands."

This woman is Ye Yun'er, the daughter of Ye Heng, the eldest elder of the Ye family, a descendant of a small family, and she is also a side branch, so she can't be angry, Brother Jiang should not be too surprised by such things, and after a few days, he will get used to it. ”

Ye Fan nodded, glanced at Ye Yun'er, who had a large amount of blood flowers at the corner of his mouth, and his gaze was indifferently retracted, but there was a little more killing intent in his heart.