After the guy finished speaking, he still stood in place with palpitations, not daring to act rashly.

There was silence on the second floor, and everyone was shocked and inexplicable.

They had heard early that a few days ago, the host respected Yunshan to accept disciples, and the fifth son of Daoyun was finally no longer an empty seat. In addition, it is even rumored that this fifth disciple's Qi Sea Evolution Heaven and Earth is comparable to the Hongmeng Immortal Lord who single-handedly created the Age of Mythology.

Such a proud person, the monks of the world yearn for it, and they all want to see its style. It's just that no one would have thought that they would meet in this way.

Han Chengwang gritted his teeth, his gaze wavering. Since the predecessors of the immortal chef have already spoken, this matter must not be faked, but if he bows his head here, then he, the quasi-saint son of the Taixuanmen, will be disgraced. He is arrogant in nature, so he naturally does not want to be "humiliated".

"What's the matter, Han Gongzi still wants to fight with me?" Ye Hongfeng sat on the wooden chair and said leisurely.

Han Chengwang seemed to have made up his mind, and smiled reluctantly: "Daoyou said that you are laughing, Han is clumsy, and he failed to recognize Daoyou, so it is not strange to look at Daoyou." This 'iron pot stewed kun' should be regarded as Han Mou's reparation to Daoyou, how about it?"

Ye Hongfeng smiled on his face, but he was a little ashamed in his heart. This man has something to say, on the surface, he is selling his face and giving up fighting for this famous dish, but in fact, he is trapped and unjust. If he did not possess it, how could he give it away as an atonement for his sins? If he inherited it like this, he would have become a narrow-minded person.

Before he could speak, he heard a voice from the bottom of the stairs, accompanied by the ringing of silver bells.

"Han Daoyou really didn't have a trace of shame when he said this? This immortal food has never been yours, how can you give it to others?"

Feng Ran ran put his hands behind his back, jumped to Ye Hongfeng's side, and smiled brightly.

Han Chengwang saw that the concubine of the Feng family was also standing beside him, and knew that if he continued to fight, he would only have more face, so he simply flicked his sleeves, snorted coldly and left.

Ye Hongfeng looked at his back and couldn't help patting his forehead. This kid came from afar, it must be for the secret realm of the kingdom of God, looking at his appearance, I am afraid that if he meets him in the secret realm, it will be difficult to quarrel.

In fact, he has always been reluctant to worry about these trivial matters, and there is no need to worry about himself for a lifetime. However, that kid is in the realm of Yudan, and he can't beat it.

Feng Ranran seemed to see his troubles, stood on tiptoe and put his hand on his cheek, and said with a smile: "Little wood, what are you afraid of? If he dares to be unfavorable to you, I will help you beat him." As she spoke, she waved her little fists with great interest, pretending to be puffed up.

Ye Hongfeng was a little embarrassed by her sudden move, he took a small step back, his cheeks were hot, and his eyes were wandering.

"That, Feng Daoyou, how much do you know about this secret realm, can you tell us?" Su Shili was a little angry when he saw Ye Hongfeng like this. But it was not good to let the atmosphere continue to be embarrassing, so he asked out loud.

Feng Ran put his finger to his lips, rolled his eyes, and said, "As far as I know, the secret realm to be opened this time should be at the Xuan level in the Imperial Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang. The secret realm is facing the Jiedan realm, and foundation building monks like you will not only find it difficult to get any treasures after entering, but they may also be tortured by the various sects of Tianjiao who come to challenge. After all...... Your prestige is world-famous. ”

Su Shili smiled and touched the back of his head, as if he was shy after being praised. This slut only listened to half a sentence.

Ye Hongfeng adjusted his state, and he found out that Feng Ran had gathered into a pill and officially entered the realm of the pill. He opened his mouth, but didn't say anything. If this Feng family's concubine who possessed the Wind Spirit Holy Body was slow to enter the realm, wouldn't all the monks in the world be like turtles?

"Do you know if there is a giant sword with a dark body hidden in the secret realm?" Ye Hongfeng hesitated for a moment and asked.

"I haven't heard of it, but there are quite a few other immortal swords in the secret realm. When the time comes, you follow me, and I'll take you to find it, won't you?"

"Uh...... It's good, it's good. ”

The four of them were talking and laughing, and it was getting dark.

......

There is still a month before the opening of the secret realm, and there will be a few days of martial arts exercises before the start, and the Tianjiao of each sect needs to pass many tests to obtain the qualification to enter the secret realm. Ye Hongfeng was bored, after returning from Beiyuan, he sensed the sea of qi every day, and wanted to gather the sea into a pill, but he didn't have a clue.

He wanted to go to Old Man Yun to inquire, but the old man was not serious a few days ago in Kyoto for a few pairs of male and female monks to set up red lines, and at this time he didn't know where he was driven by the senior brother.

Ye Hongfeng urged his spiritual power, controlled the fire, and said casually: "Third Senior Brother, I see that Old Man Yun seems to be quite senior, why do you like to mess with the mandarin duck spectrum?"

Zhao Zipeng glanced at Song Qingshi, and then whispered: "This question was asked by the fourth senior sister before, and it is said that the old man was very infatuated when he was young, and he once admired the holy daughter of the Yuhua Immortal Sect. However, they were destined to be inseparable, and the saint preferred another monk. Later, the Feather Immortal Sect was destroyed in a catastrophe, and the old man never married anyone again. ”

"It turns out that this old man is still a lover. ”

"That's not it, otherwise why does this old man like to be a matchmaker, not thinking that there are lovers in the world who will eventually become married. After Zhao Zipeng finished speaking, he lowered his voice even more and said: "It is said that the monk who snatched the holy woman is surnamed Ye, and his name is Ye Su. ”

Ye Hongfeng first glanced at him, and then sighed with a look of sudden realization: "No wonder this old man has been avoiding me, I haven't seen him a few times since I started apprenticeship, this is the reason for daring to love." ”

"He's afraid he can't help but cut you. ”

Zhao Zipeng laughed and said.

......

The next day, Ye Hongfeng got up early, packed some luggage and rushed to Pingtaek County alone. Since you can't break through the realm in the mountains, it's better to go out for a walk, maybe you can meet the Dao edge. What's more, his sister Ling'er has been staying in Pyeongtaek County.

Pyeongtaek Prefecture is far from Kyoto, and it takes a month to go back and forth. Fortunately, although Yunshan is poor, there are still a lot of low-level cultivators such as Shenxing Fu.

Two days later, he arrived at the entrance of Pyeongtaek County. Looking at the stone monument outside the county, he felt some emotion in his heart. When he came here a few months ago, he was just an ordinary mortal, but now he has become a famous person in the cultivation realm.

Outside Pyeongtaek Prefecture, there are sparse cars and horses, and from time to time you can still see some fleeing people on the roadside, they are ragged, their faces are yellow and thin, and they are vainly stretching out their hands and waiting for alms.

Ye Hongfeng frowned, this situation made him feel uneasy.

After entering the county seat, the streets were not as lively as when he came before, but most of the houses were closed, as if they were hiding from something.

If I remember correctly, the Winter View has long been destroyed, and the Lord of the Temple has also died. Then who in this county town could be more fierce than the lord at that time, so that the people were afraid of the abnormal.

He followed his memory and came to Chen Hu's house. He raised his hand and knocked on the wooden door, but the wooden door slammed into the ground with a thud as if it could not bear the force, shattering into several pieces.

Ye Hongfeng stared blankly at the scene in front of him, and the anger in his chest was unsettled.

In the small courtyard, Chen Hu was holding a Pu knife and fell to the ground, his eyes wide open, obviously terrified before he died. The man's hand clutched the hilt of the knife tightly, presumably struggling.

Ye Hongfeng stepped forward, ran his palm over his eyes, and closed his eyes for him. Then he dug a pit in the backyard and buried him.

It is not difficult to see that Chen Hu has been dead for two days, but there is no movement in the neighborhood, but they are afraid that what happened two days ago has left a shadow on them.

There was no trace of Ling'er in the house, and it should have been taken captive by the intruders. Thinking of this, he clenched his fists, and a killing intent exuded from his body.

Then he went to the yamen, and when the officials saw that it was him, they all wept bitterly, as if they had finally found hope.

Liu San walked out with red eyes, choked up and said: "Lord County Order, two days ago, there were many tall and burly strong men in the county seat, they said inexplicable words, and then searched from house to house. We wanted to stop it, but we were far from being their opponents......", but Liu San cried out when he said this, "It's a lot...... A lot of people died. ”

Ye Hongfeng's face became more and more gloomy, he reached out and patted Liu San on the shoulder, and said word by word: "You can tell me well, where did those people go." ”

"North...... North, we all saw them go north, and one of them was carrying a little girl, and we were so frightened that we didn't ...... I didn't see it clearly. Someone suddenly shouted.

Little girl, those people are really coming for Ling'er.

Ye Hongfeng looked at the north from afar, gritted his teeth and spit out a few words: "Barbarian ......"

......

At the border of the Xuanyuan Divine Kingdom, in addition to some thousand-year-old Xiongguan, there are also many scattered small shops. In one of the taverns, a handsome-faced but unkempt swordsman was half-lying on the table, pouring jugs of wine. Beside him lay a long sword, crudely woven into a sheath of grass, and although the sword was not out, it was cold and wanton.

There was a sudden commotion in the tavern, and several tall and burly men roughly chose a place to sit down and shouted at the men in a loud voice. Surrounded by the men was a little girl, with pigtails, lying weakly on the table at the moment, obviously unconscious.

"Go and get some good wine and food, the grandfathers have been on a journey for a few days, if the hospitality is not good, be careful that the grandfathers will tear down your shop!" one of the men shouted.

"Listen to the master, listen to the master. The man wiped the sweat from his forehead and bowed down.

"Sure enough, as soon as you come to the border, you will run into barbarians, which is really disappointing, and you will have to bypass it next time. On the table beside him, the sloppy swordsman said vaguely, his hand pointing a little.

"Hey, what are you talking about, I don't think you want to live anymore!" one of the brutes got up and walked towards him with his fists clenched.

The swordsman was not afraid, but spoke even louder.

"Hey, a barbarian is a barbarian, even if he wears human skin, he can't be an adult after all. ”

As soon as the barbarian who came heard this, he couldn't bear it anymore, and he raised his fist and was about to greet him in the face. I saw the swordsman flip his hand, put his fingers together, and threw out a drop of wine. The wine hit the brute's body, and the barbarian's body instantly swelled and shriveled, and soon turned into a pool of blood.

The swordsman yawned and stretched, not paying any attention to what had happened.

The people in the tavern had already left in a hurry, leaving only the barbarians sitting in their places, not daring to move.