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"what is this?"

Seeing the wisps of wonderful energy drawn out from the ground by the iron bucket of colorful light, and continuously flowing into Feng Yi's body, Ye Yun raised his brows, and showed a hint of interest on his face.

He took two steps forward, stood outside the colorful iron barrel, stretched out his hand and pulled out a wisp.

"Is this... the power of luck?"

Ye Yun observed for a while, and suddenly a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Feng Yi is drawing luck.

In other words, this star not only extracted Feng Yi's vitality, but also extracted the luck of the Ninth Rank Sword Sect.

When Ye Yun was surprised, he suddenly found that Feng Yi's storage ring was shining brightly, and a jade slip flew out, disappeared into Feng Yi's body and disappeared.

This jade slip is exactly the sword technique of death that Ye Yun provided to Feng Yi.

"Sure enough, as I expected, the power behind this scene not only collects vitality and luck, but also collects exercises..."

Ye Yun nodded, two cold lights flashed in his eyes.

Fortunately, he had done some tricks, and the sword of death that he provided was not a complete version, but slightly incomplete.

"Master, the manipulator behind this star is not ordinary..."

Doutian Xianyuan said in a deep voice.

"It's really unusual."

Ye Yun nodded, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes, and he smiled coldly: "Hehe, I want to see who is playing tricks behind his back!"

After finishing speaking, Ye Yun held a nine-yuan ten-thousand-broken needle and tapped the colorful iron bucket, and a small hole appeared on the bucket.

His primordial spirit was wrapped in a nine yuan ten thousand broken needle, turned into a ray of light, and quietly entered Feng Yi's body.

After that star entered Feng Yi's body, it finally stayed at her Shenque acupoint.

The stars bloomed with endless light, forming a vortex shape, slowly rotating, constantly absorbing the power of vitality and luck.

With a thought of Ye Yun, the piece of cloth flew over Feng Yi's head, blocking Xing Chen's escape path.

hum!

Xing Chen trembled suddenly, as if realizing that someone had invaded Feng Yi's body.

"Found?"

Ye Yun sneered, and the nine-yuan-thousand-thousand needle flew away, piercing the star fiercely.

The stars suddenly dimmed, and the original vortex of light disappeared.

"Who actually broke my seven-star distraction technique?"

In this star, a woman's exclamation suddenly came out.

Seven-star distraction technique?

Upon hearing this name, Ye Yun instinctively thought of Long Xiao.

A flash of light flashed in his mind, and Ye Yun couldn't help asking loudly: "You are Yuanfeng!"

The reason for such speculation is not only because Feng Yi's appearance is more similar to Feng Mu, but also because Yuanfeng and Long Xiao have a good personal relationship, and it is very likely that Long Xiao taught Yuanfeng the seven-star distraction technique.

After Ye Yun asked this sentence, the star fell silent, and there was no more sound.

Ye Yun waited silently.

He is now [-]% sure that Feng Yi is Yuan Feng's distracted body.

After saying Yuanfeng's name, Yuanfeng fell silent and dared not answer any more.

I'm afraid I don't want to expose it.

Within a day.

In an extremely mysterious space, a beautiful woman opened her eyes from the state of cultivation.

"This person is terrifying. He recognized my origin at a glance. Could it be someone from the Nine-headed Phoenix Clan?"

The woman muttered to herself, with a look of fear in her eyes.

Her current strength is not strong, and she can't compete with the Nine-headed Phoenix Clan. Once she shows her feet, she will be in danger.

"Fortunately, Long Xiao told me a long time ago that if someone sees through the seven-star distraction technique and controls the stars, they must immediately cut off

All contact, don't have any hesitation..."

The woman sighed.

She still had some hesitation just now, causing the other party to guess her identity at a glance.

However, this seven-star distraction technique is extremely miraculous, even if you don't cut off contact, trying to find her with a single star is like finding a needle in a haystack.

Now that she cut off contact more decisively, it was almost impossible for the other party to find her.

"Long Xiao is really a genius, I look up to him all my life..."

The woman smiled slightly, a strange light flashed in her eyes, and then smiled proudly: "This person would never have thought that there are seven stars in total in this seven-star distraction technique, which are distributed on seven continents!"

After the woman finished laughing, she closed her eyes again and began to practice.

Now that a star has been discarded, she has a remedy.

The seven-star distraction technique can make her cultivation speed at least seven times faster.

……

In the main hall of the Suzerain of Duxiu Peak.

After Ye Yun waited for a while, he found that the star was still very quiet, and he finally lost his composure.

"It seems that this Yuanfeng is also extremely cunning, and has already cut off all connections..."

Ye Yun shook his head, with a look of regret in his eyes.

He waved lightly, and the star fell into his hand.

This star has shrunk, and if it is placed in the sky, it will naturally be huge.

Now there is still a needle of nine yuan and ten thousand pierced on the star.

This needle destroyed the absorption power of the stars.

The loss of Feng Yi's vitality is very small.

Ye Yun's consciousness left Feng Yi's body and returned to his own.

The piece of sky-covering cloth quietly fell on top of Ye Yun's head.

Flipping his hand slightly, Ye Yun looked at the star.

at the same time.

Feng Yi woke up with a sound of "嘤", she stroked her belly in a daze, blinked continuously, with a bewildered expression on her face.

She clearly remembered that every July of every ten years, she would undergo retreat and practice, and a mysterious force would absorb her vitality.

Why did this mysterious power disappear when I was practicing just now?

Seeing Feng Yi's dull expression, Ye Yun couldn't help but smile.

This Yuanfeng was too careful, and perfectly learned Long Xiao's suspicious character.

Therefore, this distracted body is completely unaware of the existence of Yuanfeng. For so many years, it has been following the guidance of the dark, spontaneously providing Yuanfeng with vitality and luck.

Ye Yun kept looking at the stars, and said thoughtfully: "Since it is known as the Seven Stars Dispersion Art, then there may be six such stars in the entire Immortal Ancient Continent..."

Ye Yun still judged a little conservatively.

He also did not expect that the seven stars actually spanned seven continents.

From this, it can be seen how huge the formation formed by the seven-star distraction technique is.

Of course.

This is not because the seven-star distraction technique itself is too powerful, or because Long Xiao took a trick, but Ye Yun didn't know it.

For Ye Yun, the truth came out—it just took some time.

"Strange, why is this time different from previous years?"

After a while, Feng Yi finally couldn't bear it any longer, stood up and moved his hands and feet, and found that the loss of vitality was not that great.

It made her feel very happy.

It seems that the mysterious power doesn't need much vitality this time.

"It's really good, just practice the Death Sword provided by Ye Yun!"

Feng Yi laughed lightly, raised his hand to touch the storage ring, and the next moment, the expression on her face froze.

That jade slip disappeared without trace.

This discovery made Feng Yi a little confused.

Where did this jade slip go?

After the stars entered his body, Feng Yi was completely out of control, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

So she didn't know that this jade slip fell into the stars.

"Why am I so unlucky, I haven't practiced yet, and I'm gone!"

Feng Yi smiled wryly in frustration.

She secretly speculated in her heart that the disappearance of the jade slip might have something to do with that mysterious power.

"It's not that you are unlucky, it's that you don't have the fate to practice my swordsmanship!"

Ye Yun laughed, turned around and left the suzerain hall.

There is a veil covering the sky, and his voice will not be heard by anyone.

After coming out of the suzerain hall, Ye Yun did not return to his cave, but left the Ninth Rank Sword Sect.

This time, he came out of Xuanyuan City in the vast ancient country, first to the Chufeng Dynasty, and then to the Zhongzhou Ninth Rank Sword Sect. The distance he crossed was extremely long, and the time was delayed for several months.

Originally, he was just looking for a fiancee, but a series of unexpected events happened, and in the end he became a disciple of the Ninth Rank Sword Sect.

Ye Yun didn't care about the status of the Tianjiao disciple of the Ninth Grade Sword Sect, so this time he left the Ninth Grade Sword Sect for the reason of retreat, and prepared to go back home.

Whether he joined the Sancai Sword Sect or the Ninth Grade Sword Sect, Ye Yun had not had time to practice the sect's swordsmanship.

Ye Yun didn't care about this either.

Let's talk about it later.

Let's go home and have a look, after all, my parents are still in Xuanyuan City.

……

The sky above Xuanyuan City.

There was a wave in the void, and Ye Yun walked out of it, floating into the Lin residence.

When he appeared in the small courtyard, Ye Qingmei and Lin Xuantian rushed out.

Ye Qingmei held Ye Yun's hand tightly, and asked with concern: "Yun'er, why have you been gone for so long? How about Chu Feng Dynasty?"

"Some things have been delayed for a while..."

Ye Yun hesitated for a moment, and then couldn't help but said: "Leng Yunque of the Leng family passed away, and the little girl of the Liu family almost died, but I happened to meet her, so I rescued their family. "

"Family?"

Lin Xuantian's heart beat violently, and he hurriedly asked excitedly.

"The Liu family was tragically destroyed, and they were trained to become dead souls in the banners. I happened to meet them. After that, I reshaped their physical bodies. Now they are all well and have returned to their original location to redevelop..."

Ye Yun said softly.

"That's good……"

Taking a deep breath, Lin Xuantian relaxed.

"How did that cold skylark die?"

Ye Qingmei asked.

"This person accidentally broke into a forbidden area of ​​the Chu Feng Dynasty a few years ago, and was taken away..."

Ye Yun sighed.

Leng Yunque's death was also his own fault, and he could not blame others.

"It's a pity."

Lin Xuantian next to him shook his head, a look of pain flashed in his eyes.

As a parent, he has a deep understanding of the pain of losing a child.

Just as Ye Yun was about to add a few words, he suddenly felt something and raised his head to look above the void.

Three gray-clothed old men from the Immortal Venerable Realm came hand in hand.

The cultivation of these three old men is not low, and all of them are around the tenth floor of the Immortal Venerable Realm.

A powerful coercion immediately enveloped the entire Lin Mansion.

Many people were shivering, not daring to move their bodies at all.

Seeing these three people, Ye Qingmei's face suddenly turned pale.

"Ye Qingmei, are you convicted?"

An old man in gray clothes in the middle had a stern face, his eyes shot down like two sharp swords, and fell on Ye Qingmei.

"I……"

Ye Qingmei hesitated for a moment, then glanced at Ye Yun, then at Lin Xuantian.

A look of relief was revealed.

"Ye Qingmei is guilty!"

Ye Qingmei let go of Ye Yun's hand, looked at the three old men in the sky, and said such a sentence very firmly.

Convicted?

Ye Yun raised his brows, his gaze was cold: "Mother, is this someone from Good Fortune Immortal Sect?"

Ye Qingmei was silent and did not speak.

"Yes, they are all from the Immortal Gate of Creation..."

Lin Xuantian whispered.

At this moment, he also had an extremely complicated expression. Looking at his wife's back, his Adam's apple kept trembling, and it was obvious that he was extremely reluctant in his heart.

After all, Ye Qingmei had already pleaded guilty.

Ye Qingmei, who used to be a disciple of the Immortal Good Fortune Sect, would face unimaginably severe punishment if she pleaded guilty and was caught in the Immortal Good Fortune Sect!

"Ye Qingmei!"

The gray-clothed old man in the middle had serious eyes, and asked loudly, "The Fairy Scroll of Creation... is it still in your hand?"

"exist."

Ye Qingmei sighed.

As soon as they heard that the good fortune fairy scroll was still there, the three gray-clothed old men looked at each other with a little relief in their eyes.

This fortune scroll is much more important than Ye Qingmei.

Seeing Ye Qingmei like this, Ye Yun couldn't help but said: "Mother, why did you plead guilty? It's just a fairy gate, don't pay attention to them!"

"Yun'er, you don't understand, so you don't need to interfere in this matter."

Ye Qingmei said with a sigh.

"No, I will never let them take you away, otherwise, if you enter the Good Fortune Immortal Gate, you will have to peel off your skin if you don't die!"

Ye Yun looked determined.

Seeing that a young man with a third-level cultivation in the Immortal Monarch Realm dared not to take Good Fortune Immortal Sect seriously, the expressions of the three gray-clothed old men suddenly became gloomy.

"Ye Qingmei, this is your son? He really inherited your character, he is quite courageous, and dares to point fingers at us!"

An old man said furiously.

"Elder Liu calm down, Yun'er is ignorant about this matter, your lord has a lot, don't be as knowledgeable as a child..."

Ye Qingmei said in a low voice.

"Alright, then I won't be as familiar with this little guy!"

The old man nodded.

Ye Qingmei was still holding the Fairy Scroll of Fortune in her hand, if she was pushed too hard, it might have the opposite effect.

"Ye Yun, what my mother has done these years is indeed guilty, so you must not interfere anymore..."

Ye Qingmei looked at Ye Yun, tears streaming down her eyes in an instant.

"mother!"

Ye Yun frowned.

He was really upset that he was not allowed to intervene.

Seeing Ye Yun's stubbornness, Ye Qingmei burst into tears, and said in a trembling voice: "Could it be...do you have to die in front of you?"

"Yun'er, don't interfere."

Lin Xuantian sighed, his tiger eyes were filled with tears.

Seeing his parents express their views like this, Ye Yun suddenly realized that there must be something hidden in it.

"Alright."

After thinking about it, Ye Yunchang sighed, and finally agreed to Ye Qingmei.

As if seeing Ye Yun's worry, Ye Qingmei instructed softly: "Yun'er, don't worry, the fortune scroll is not lost, as long as I dedicate it to the Xianmen again, I will not die as a mother..."

"Ok."

Ye Yun nodded with a serious expression.

Ye Qingmei hugged Ye Yun and Lin Xuantian respectively, gave a few instructions, and then flew up into the air, leaving Xuanyuan City with the three gray-clothed old men from the Immortal Good Fortune Sect.

"Father, what's going on?"

Seeing the disappearance of the figure, Ye Yun heaved a long sigh and looked at Lin Xuantian seriously.

Ye Qingmei voluntarily pleaded guilty, there must be something hidden in it.

Lin Xuantian hesitated for a moment, then sighed slowly

Qi said: "Yun'er, in fact, your mother, she is the daughter of the Sect Master of Good Fortune Immortal Sect..."

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