After Ye Xiaofeng said this, he gritted his teeth with a distressed look, and then he raised his right hand with difficulty, and condensed into a fingerprint and instantly dotted Ye Haoran's forehead.

At this moment, the red bead that Ye Haoran could still sense instantly fused with that drop of blood, and then turned into a blood-colored torrent and scattered into the bloodlines all over his body.

And because of this, Ye Haoran's originally pale face instantly became ruddy, but Ye Haoran also found that his body couldn't move anymore, and even his originally open eyes slowly closed. He knew that this was the reason why he had been sealed with vitality and memory, and that was why he fell into a deep sleep.

However, Ye Haoran still knew what was happening now, after all, he was retrieving his memory, so he had been in a strange state.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Xiaofeng withdrew his fingerprints from Ye Haoran's forehead, and at this moment, his face was already full of exhaustion.

Then Ye Xiaofeng looked at Ye Haoran, who had fallen asleep, and said with a very loving expression: "Haoran, for your father, I left a trace of my thoughts in the depths of your memory, if one day, you can retrieve your memory, maybe our father and son can see each other again!"

After saying this, Ye Xiaofeng looked up at the air, his brows condensed slightly, and the door of space opened again, and then he seemed to use his last bit of strength to throw Ye Haoran out with difficulty.

Ye Haoran watched his body infinitely close to the door of space, he hurriedly looked at his father, and found that his father had closed his eyes, lowered his head, and sat down on the ground, just like the uncles Ye Haoran had seen before, leaving only a lonely figure, or a lonely shell.

At this time, Ye Haoran found that the scenery in front of him changed instantly, and he appeared on a snow-capped mountain with goose feathers and heavy snow. Although he could see everything around him, he couldn't move, and could only let the snow fall, covering his body.

Ye Haoran knew that his body had begun to sleep, but at this moment, he felt that the power left by the floating sinker in his body had not dissipated at all, but instead began to destroy his body again like a spark of fire.

The speed at which this power destroyed his body was very slow, so Ye Haoran felt that although his vitality was not lost, he felt that his sleeping consciousness was becoming more and more blurred, as if it would completely dissipate one day.

Not only that, Ye Haoran also felt extremely cold, even though he was in a strange state now, he could still feel that his body had become like a block of ice, buried deep in the snow, and no one knew.

It is also strange to say that Ye Haoran found that although his sleeping consciousness was very vague, it never dissipated, just like a little firelight, flickering and dimming.

His body was already a mess destroyed by that force, but because of the power of this cold, his body became numb, and he couldn't feel the slightest pain.

Day after day, the snowflakes falling on the mountain seemed to have no end in the day, and Ye Haoran's body was buried deeper and deeper.

Ye Haoran didn't know how much time had passed, only that Shijun's figure had appeared on the top of the snow-capped mountain on that day, but he had searched for a few days and used countless methods, but he had never found where Ye Haoran was, so he could only leave helplessly.

After some more time, the Spirit Emperor also appeared on this snowy mountain, but the consequences were like Shijun, he didn't find anything, and finally he could only choose to leave.

Since then, no one has ever been here, the passage of time seems to have lost any meaning to Ye Haoran, and his sleeping consciousness is no longer flickering and dimming, becoming more and more dim, and it is even invisible to the naked eye, and only Ye Haoran himself can feel it, it still exists, but it will not be long before it will completely dissipate.

And on this day, the sky above the snow-capped mountain seemed to have been hit by something, and suddenly there was a loud noise, and then two dazzling points of light suddenly appeared, one of which was like a meteor, with a frightening fiery red light, instantly fell to the direction of the west side of the snow-capped mountain, and the other point of light, the light emitted was not fiery red, but more like a touch of bright sunshine, full of warm feelings.

And Ye Haoran found that the location where this point of light fell turned out to be on the snowy mountain where he was.

Its speed was so fast that it hit the snow-capped mountain in an instant, but it was like an illusory one, and it did not cause any damage to the snow-capped mountain, but directly passed through the thick snow and shot directly into Ye Haoran's body.

And at this moment, Ye Haoran instantly felt that the power in his body that destroyed his body disappeared instantly, and his consciousness also recovered in an instant at this moment, emitting an amazing light.

Not only that, Ye Haoran also felt that the seal of his body was lifted in an instant, and the warm feeling made his originally frozen body regain a thin vitality, and at this moment, Ye Haoran, who was in a natural reaction, began to cry.

And at this moment, the figure of the Spirit Emperor suddenly appeared on the snowy mountain, and when he heard the cry of the baby under his feet, he hurriedly waved his sleeves, and blew away the thick snow, revealing Ye Haoran wrapped in swaddling clothes under the light.

Seeing this scene, the Spirit Emperor hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Ye Haoran in his arms, and said with a distressed face: "Child, I made you suffer!"

But at this moment, the Spirit Emperor suddenly looked to the side, and found that a spatial crack next to him was instantly torn open, and then Shijun's figure appeared there.

When Shijun saw Ye Haoran in the Spirit Emperor's arms, he instantly showed an anxious look, and stretched out his hands and said, "Give the child to me!"

When the Spirit Emperor heard this, he frowned slightly and said, "If he follows me, it will be much safer than being by your side!"

Upon hearing this, Shijun narrowed his eyes and said, "No! I don't believe you now!"

For this reason, the Spirit Emperor also responded with a serious face: "Similarly, I don't believe you either!"

Hearing this, Shijun frowned and said, "When the Eight Clans were destroyed a hundred years ago, it was too strange, so I can't trust anyone now. This kid is now the only hope in Kyushu, I don't want him to follow you and be influenced by power in the palace, which can only destroy his original heart and will!"

When the Spirit Emperor heard this, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't worry, I will teach him to be knowledgeable as a mortal, and when the time comes, I will let someone help him step into the path of cultivating immortals, and it will definitely not ruin his heart and will!"

When Shijun heard this, his eyes rolled and he said, "Then how can I trust you, and what if you regret it?"

For this reason, the Spirit Emperor looked at the foot of this snow-capped mountain and said: "I will raise him in the village under this mountain, for a limit of five years, and when the time comes, I will get out, and then I will let him hone himself first, and then let someone take him into the Immortal Cultivation Sect." If you don't believe me, you can keep an eye on me at all times, and if I do anything wrong, you can take him away at any time!"

Hearing this, Shijun frowned, then took a deep breath and said, "That's the only way to do it first, I can't beat you anyway." However, this kid's future path will be arranged by me, after he enters the Immortal Cultivation Sect, you must not interfere with any more, even if it is the truth, I must tell him, what you have to do is to keep your people tight-lipped!"