Ling Yifan silently came to the stone carving, watched quietly, and after a long time, Ling Yifan turned his back to Ye Yuling, and said softly: "This stone carving will stay here, help me take care of it, maybe one day I will come back!"

Ye Yuling responded when she heard this, and nodded silently, "Don't worry, I will take care of Sister Mengyao!"

A moment later, a soft sigh came from Ling Yifan's mouth, "Goodbye!"

Immediately, Ling Yifan's figure moved, shot away, and disappeared into the sky in a blink of an eye, looking at Ling Yifan's gradually disappearing figure, Ye Yuling's eyes were slightly red.

Ye Bo walked to his side, patted Ye Yuling's shoulder, and comforted: "He will come back again!"

Although Ye Yuling was reluctant in her heart, she also knew that sooner or later there would be this day, so she couldn't help but turn her head to look at the stone sculpture, and said to herself in her heart: "Fortunately, there is still Sister Mengyao who can accompany me..."

Ling Yifan left Ruixue Village and flew all the way in the direction where Yun Mengyao came, flying in the air while secretly thinking about where he was going now.

It has been more than a year since he was injured and fled from the Holy Sect, and I am afraid that the cultivation realm must have turned the world upside down, especially the person who plotted against him, it must be a dark temple.

His current cultivation seems to be extremely strong, but he is also placed among ordinary monks, facing the sneak attack in the holy realm that day, Ling Yifan felt a deep powerlessness, in front of the other party, he had no chance to resist at all.

If you want to find revenge in the dark temple and find out your mother's whereabouts, with your current strength, you are really a mayfly shaking a tree, hitting a stone with an egg, that is, you have found a clue to the dark temple, and if you go, you will also throw yourself into the net.

The mystery and strength of the Dark Temple are far beyond his imagination, even the Holy Sect and the Dark Heaven Alliance have not mastered the specific whereabouts of the Dark Temple over the years, Ling Yifan knows that with his current strength, he can't compare the two major sects of the Cultivation Realm, let alone the Dark Palace.

The dark hall that even the Holy Sect could infiltrate had to make Ling Yifan more vigilant. I thought that my current cultivation would at least have the capital to fight against the Dark Temple, and after experiencing the sneak attack in the Holy Sect, Ling Yifan clearly realized that he was looking for his mother's whereabouts. There is still a long way to go against the Dark Temple.

Although he learned from Yao Siyu's mouth about a stronghold of the Dark Temple in the Heavenly Demon Prefecture, Ling Yifan did not intend to kill him like this, if he hadn't attracted the attention of the Dark Temple before, he could have secretly infiltrated the Heavenly Demon Prefecture and take the opportunity to find some clues.

But for now. I'm afraid this idea is going to come to naught, and now, as soon as he enters the Heavenly Demon State, he may usher in countless powerhouses from the dark temple to round him up.

If you want to blame yourself, you can only blame yourself for being famous in the Thousand Sects, and it is a mutated soul, so it is a strange thing if you don't attract the attention of the Dark Temple.

Ling Yifan couldn't help but feel a little depressed in his heart, but there was no way to do it, he had to get the position of the Holy Son, not to mention going to the Heavenly Demon Prefecture at the moment, even in this Lingyun Prefecture, I am afraid it would not be so easy to walk.

The original plan was to go to the Dark Sky Alliance in Zhongzhou to inquire about the news about the Dark Temple, but now Ling Yifan hesitated. Even the Holy Sect has the minions of the Dark Temple, so the Dark Heaven Alliance is not easy to say.

Even if he didn't get it right, he would have to make trouble, and if he was attacked by the Holy Sect again, he was not sure that he would be able to turn the danger into a disaster again and escape with his life.

If he hadn't met Yun Mengyao this time, he wouldn't know how long it would take to recover his memory! It can be regarded as lucky, he was rescued by Uncle Ye and his grandson when he was injured, otherwise, in case it fell into the hands of others, or even the hands of the Dark Temple. The consequences were unimaginable.

Thinking of Yun Mengyao, Ling Yifan suddenly felt sad, and his thoughts couldn't help but feel a little melancholy, shaking off the chaotic thoughts in his heart. Ling Yifan was thinking about whether he wanted to return to the Holy Sect, right now, where to go, Ling Yifan muttered a little in his heart.

Returning to the Holy Sect is the wisest and best choice, and with the protection of the Holy Sect, one's own safety can be guaranteed for a certain period of time. The speed of cultivation will also be much faster, and when your strength reaches a certain level, it will be more secure when you come out.

It's just that this cultivation time is not overnight, and it is really difficult for him to quietly cultivate for hundreds of years and then come out to explore his mother's whereabouts, and in addition, and most importantly, the multicolored energy of the beads in his body to repair the meridians is getting weaker and weaker.

He could perceive that when his cultivation went further, it would be difficult for the multicolored energy in the bead to repair his broken meridians, and when the time came, it would be the time for him to stop cultivating, and he didn't know what the mysterious multicolored energy was, and stopping his cultivation meant that his cultivation had stopped.

Thinking of this, Ling Yifan couldn't help but have a secret headache, the road to cultivation was really bumpy, and he had to find a solution, therefore, the Holy Sect still couldn't go back, he had to figure out a way to solve this problem, he didn't want to expose the secrets on his body.

Right now, the Holy Sect can't go back, Ling Yifan stopped in mid-air, looking at the direction of Zhongzhou, he really wanted to go to Zhongzhou, if he was an obscure, unnoticed little person, and not noticed by the Dark Temple, then, secretly trying to find a way to sneak into the Dark Temple step by step, and finally achieve his goal.

Now he is too shining, he may be recognized wherever he goes, even if he wants to act secretly, he is afraid that he can't do it, just when Ling Yifan was secretly distressed, a breeze blew, blowing his white hair.

Suddenly, Ling Yifan saw his white hair in the corner of his eye, and his heart couldn't help but move, he raised his hand to grab the snow-white hair, and suddenly sighed in his heart, and then, as if he remembered something, he said to himself: "Now that the black hair has turned white, I'm afraid that even people who know themselves can't recognize it when they see themselves, but if this breath can be changed, it would be good!"

Even if this breath changes, it will be discovered when it encounters a strong person with advanced cultivation, and a person's breath cannot be changed to the bottom, Ling Yifan sighed in his heart, and shook his head with a wry smile.

As soon as the thought came to mind, Ling Yifan's divine consciousness instinctively entered his mind, this breath came from a person's soul, everyone's soul is different, and the breath it exudes is also different, changing the breath is changing the soul.

And the general change is just some special means to cover up one's own soul breath, and then imitate and disguise the breath of others, but this method is not long-lasting, and there are many defects, and the higher the cultivation of the soul realm, the more difficult it is to hide and cover up.

This method is only suitable for monks who are relatively weak, and once they encounter a strong person, they will be dismantled at a glance.

Ling Yifan's divine sense silently observed the soul power in his mind, watching the three soul powers of different attributes slowly rotate around the gray soul body in the middle, and the gray soul body was Ling Yifan's origin breath.

If you want to change your own breath, you have to change the breath of this gray soul body, Ling Yifan quietly looked at his soul body, looking at the three slowly rotating soul powers, Ling Yifan's heart suddenly moved.

Separated one divine consciousness control and separated a trace of the fire attribute soul power, and then separated another divine consciousness control and another soul power separated a trace, and after that, Ling Yifan tried to combine the two soul powers.

Ling Yifan didn't know what the reason for his move was, but instinctively wanted to give it a try, and when the two soul powers touched together under Ling Yifan's control, Ling Yifan nervously watched the changes in the two soul powers.

Ling Yifan felt his nervous heartbeat, and at the moment when the two soul powers touched, there was no change as he imagined, and when Ling Yifan's divine sense was no longer in control, the two soul powers suddenly separated.

Ling Yifan couldn't help but feel a little frustrated in his heart, and after sighing, he didn't let go of the two soul powers, but once again separated a divine sense, controlling the third kind of soul power to separate a trace, he didn't know what the meaning of his actions was, he just wanted to do it in his heart.

Ling Yifan controlled the three soul powers and touched each other, and this time, Ling Yifan, who had not reported any expectations, suddenly had his eyes lit up.

The soul powers of the three different attributes were actually entangled with each other, neither separated nor completely fused, but just combined together in such a wonderful way.

Ling Yifan's mind moved, and the combined soul power of these three paths slowly drifted towards the gray soul body in the middle, he didn't realize whether this would bring any unimaginable consequences, but this move was done by the ghost in his subconscious. (To be continued.) )