Near the courtyard, a dozen Shenzong elders looked at the scene in front of them with confusion.
"Why did the Holy Master take action against that young man?"
"That boy was brought into the Shen Sect by the Holy Lady. Why did the Holy Lord and the Holy Lady turn against each other?"
"It is said that the Holy Maiden and the Holy Lord have always been at odds with each other, but they didn't end up fighting, right? Besides, they even used immortal weapons."
The big shots were whispering, but no one intervened in this matter.
The Dream Butterfly Saint was suppressed by Immortal Power, and a young boy who was only in the realm of the Martial King faced the Martial Lord incarnation of the Holy Lord of Shenzong. One can imagine his fate.
"boom!"
At this moment, a deafening loud noise suddenly came from the deepest hinterland of Shenzong. The entire vast divine city shook. People looked at each other in panic, not knowing what was going on.
"What happened? The sound seems to be coming from the central area of the divine city."
"That's where the Shenzong Holy Domain is."
At the same time, in the sacred domain of Shenzong, both the registered disciples of Shenzong and the elders and important figures of Shenzong were also alarmed by this sudden huge movement.
A bright golden rainbow penetrated the sky and the earth, ignoring the barrier of space and flying at a speed that exceeded common sense.
"This is……"
Some Shenzong elders clearly saw the figure in the golden rainbow, with inexplicable expressions of horror on their faces.
This is a woman, dressed in luxurious purple clothes, her whole body is blooming with bright golden light, and she is full of sacredness and majesty.
Behind the woman in purple, four golden rune chains trailed like comets, running through her body.
A past incident eighteen years ago emerged in the minds of these Shenzong elders. Not many people knew about what happened back then, but it almost caused a sensation among the entire Shenzong's top brass.
"It is Dongji Youran, the saint of the previous generation!" An old elder said in a deep voice the origin of the woman in purple.
"Wasn't she suppressed by the Holy Lord with a nine-level formation?"
"Didn't you see the four rune chains that run through her body? These runes were drawn by the Holy Master with formation patterns. The four chains condensed the essence of countless ninth-level formations, which are enough to defeat those below the level of the Martial Immortal.
Anyone locked up."
The elders who knew some inside stories were talking in low voices, and the suppressed saint of the previous generation suddenly appeared here. Everyone knew what this meant.
"stop!"
The purple-clothed woman roared angrily, and a terrifying aura spurted out from her body, directly dispelling the pressure released by the immortal soldiers.
The moment the immortal power disappeared, the Dream Butterfly Saint also recovered instantly. The terrifying power of the Ice God filled the air, sealing and shrouding the entire courtyard.
The man in white looked at the purple suit in the sky, but suddenly shook his head and said: "Sister, when I asked you back then, you said you would never regret your choice, and you said you would never look back."
As he spoke, the man in white stretched out a finger and touched Ye Feng's forehead, sighed softly, and said: "You are like this, and so am I. I don't regret it, and I can't turn back."
As he finished speaking, the figure of the man in white turned into a silver light and escaped directly into Ye Feng's eyebrows.
The power of the Ice God filled the air, and the entire courtyard was frozen into a huge lump of ice. After all, the Dream Butterfly Saint's attack was a step too late.
The human body is born with nine orifices, which connect heaven and earth from top to bottom.
There is an acupoint in the center of the warrior's head, called Baihui acupoint. There is a space of its own in the acupoint, which is the sea of consciousness.
The sea of consciousness is like a chaotic space that has not yet been opened up. A ray of silver light appears in Ye Feng's sea of consciousness and changes into the appearance of a man in white.
A martial artist's sea of consciousness may be large or small. From the moment one reaches the realm of King Wu and opens up the sea of consciousness, the size of the sea of consciousness has been fixed. The wider the scope, the greater the potential for future growth.
"It's a pity that you will die eventually and waste such good potential."
The man in white was walking in Ye Feng's sea of consciousness. It can be seen that the space of Ye Feng's sea of consciousness is vast and boundless, as if there is no limit or end.
Even if he, as the Holy Lord of the Shen Sect, had reached the realm of King Wu when he was young, his sea of consciousness would never have been so vast.
The man in white fixed his gaze on Zifu, the center of the Consciousness Sea Space.
In the Martial Emperor's realm, the Purple Mansion is separated from the Sea of Consciousness. The Purple Qi Cheng Mansion is located in the center of the Consciousness Sea, and the soul is warmed and nourished in the Purple Mansion. When it breaks through to the Martial Emperor's realm, the soul will be condensed in the Purple Mansion to form the Void Soul.
The man in white didn't have any interest in Ye Feng's memory in the Consciousness Sea. He walked straight towards the Zi Mansion and arrived in front of the Zi Mansion a moment later.
The door of Zi Mansion was closed, and Ye Feng's void soul was sitting cross-legged inside, feeling uneasy at the moment.
The original Vine Demon King, Black Scale Dragon Snake, Luo Huacheng of Shuiyue Cave, and King Qitian of the Qi family all broke into his sea of consciousness space in the form of void souls.
But this time, the origin of the man in white is by no means something that those people can compare to, because he is a being in the martial realm, and he has directly entered his sea of consciousness space with his body.
A living Martial Lord, an existence standing at the pinnacle level of Jiuyang Continent. Even if Ye Feng is calm, how can he not be nervous?
For warriors in the Martial Emperor realm, both the Purple Mansion and the Sea of Consciousness are very fragile. With the power of a strong warrior in the Martial Emperor realm, his sea of consciousness can be shattered, the Purple Mansion collapses, and both body and soul are destroyed in a snap.
Once again, Ye Feng felt that his fate was beyond his control, which made him feel a little manic.
"Are you going to open the Zi Mansion yourself, or let me destroy it with my own hands?" The man in white stood in front of the door of the Zi Mansion and said with an indifferent expression.
Rumble...
The sea of consciousness shook, endless purple energy surged, and the door to the Zi Mansion slowly opened.
Ye Feng's cultivation has just reached the realm of the Martial Emperor, and the Purple Mansion has been built not long ago, so the space inside the Purple Mansion is actually very small. After the door is opened, it is equivalent to him facing the existence of the Martial Emperor realm!
"The spirit of nothingness?"
When he saw Ye Feng in Zi Mansion, the calm and indifferent man in white was slightly moved.
"It's really surprising that you have just broken through to the early stage of the Martial Emperor, and you have already condensed the void soul."
The man in white was not in a hurry to take action. His eyes fell on Ye Feng's feet and saw the earth, wind, water and fire surging together, and traces of chaotic derivation, full of the mysteries of Tao.
Behind Ye Feng, there is a golden sun shining brightly, and a white light condenses into the shape of a sword, showing its sharp edge.
"Earth Feng Shui cremated chaos. It turns out that this is how you cultivated the power of chaos. You also have two talents: the power of the extreme sun and the power of Geng metal. How did you do it?" The man in white looked at Ye Feng and asked.
"Why should I tell you?" Ye Feng sneered.
Now he knew that the man in white in front of him was his mother's younger brother, his uncle in name, and he was also the high-ranking Holy Master of the Shenzong Holy Domain.
But it was the man in front of him who personally cut off his father Ye Qin's Taoist roots on the day he was born, knocking him down from the realm of the Martial Saint to the level of the Martial King. He would never be able to achieve Taoism and become an immortal in his lifetime. He could only be an ordinary person.
People will die of old age after a hundred years.
This man even locked up his own sister in a nine-level formation and suppressed her. She has not seen the light of day for eighteen years.
Although Ye Feng's strength is far different from that of the other party, even if the other party can kill him with just one move, he will not make any compromise.
"If you don't tell me, I won't force you." The man in white smiled indifferently and said, "It's just a pity that I, as an uncle, have to kill you with my own hands when I meet you, my nephew, for the first time."
The man in white took one step forward, and appeared directly in front of Ye Feng as if teleporting. The five fingers of his palm spread out, and a ball of silver-white flame condensed and burned, shrouding Ye Feng's void soul.
This silver-white flame is the rumored void fire that destroys all things!
"You just said the opposite, because you will die in my hands!"
At the critical moment of life and death, a crazy and sinister smile appeared on Ye Feng's face.
Dongji Yunfeng laughed dumbly and said: "In the early stage of the Little Martial Emperor, no matter how powerful you are, you can't kill me."
The gap between the Martial Emperor and the Martial Lord is like a cloud of mud. A powerful Martial Lord will not take the threat of a little person like Ye Feng seriously.
boom!
The jade furnace suspended on Ye Feng's right suddenly grew in size, the lid flew up, and with a bang, the man in white was directly suppressed in the furnace.
The jade furnace full of cracks slowly shrank, and bang bang bang sounds came from inside, and the jade furnace trembled endlessly.
Ye Feng looked a little nervous and said, "Can this broken furnace suppress him?"
"Master, don't worry. Although the creation furnace is extremely damaged, the interior is filled with the formation patterns engraved by the Holy Lord himself. As long as the furnace lid is not opened, even if the gods are taken in, they will not be able to get out." The voice of the creation spirit came from Yu.
came out of the furnace.
After hearing this, Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief. Since the Spirit of Creation said this, it must be right.
"Can you refine him to death?" Ye Feng said with a ferocious look on his face.
"Master, with your current cultivation level, you can only activate the lowest level of fire of creation to refine a strong person in the immortal martial realm." The spirit of creation said.
Ye Feng didn't ask any more questions. Although he couldn't refine the man in white to death, as long as he kept him suppressed in the furnace, and when his cultivation level improved in the future, he could easily refine him to death.
The mind breaks away from the purple mansion and returns to the physical body.
When Ye Feng opened his eyes, the first thing that caught his eyelids was a purple dress fluttering in the wind.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Feng saw a pair of eyes full of love, and his heart couldn't help but tremble slightly. Is this his biological mother in this life?
"Mother?..." Ye Feng tentatively spoke softly.
"Feng'er?" Tears flowed uncontrollably from the purple-clothed woman's bright eyes, and she reached out and hugged Ye Feng.
Although there is no memory of this biological mother in the depths of my mind, the feeling of blood connection cannot be wrong.
Ye Feng also hugged his mother, listening to her choked sobs on his shoulders. His nose was also a little sore, but he did not shed tears.
Wandering between life and death again and again, he developed a strong mind. Even in this situation, he still instinctively suppressed the weakness deep in his heart.
Just now, Dongji Yunfeng forcibly broke into his consciousness space. Because the warrior's consciousness space was too fragile, she had never dared to move rashly. Now that she saw Ye Feng opening his eyes safely, she couldn't help herself.
"Feng'er, it's been eighteen years, and my mother finally sees you..."
The excitement gradually calmed down. Dongji quietly touched Ye Feng's face, smiled and said, "My son has grown so big."
She cherishes words like gold, has a temperament that is as indifferent as a saint in white, and her eyes are slightly red at the moment, as if she has been infected.
Because no one knows better than her that this previous saint of the Shen Sect has never smiled again in the past eighteen years.
"Yes, after eighteen years, I finally met my mother." Ye Feng also smiled.
"I have made you suffer all these years." Dongji Youran's words were filled with deep guilt. She could feel that her son had a strong heart. He had such a firm will at the age of eighteen, but he could
You can imagine how many unknown hardships you have suffered.
It's just that mother and son are connected. She doesn't ask and Ye Feng doesn't tell, but that doesn't mean her heart doesn't hurt.
"A man deserves some hardship." Ye Feng chuckled, trying to break the sad atmosphere in his own way.
"That's right, this is my Ye Qin's son!"
A voice suddenly came, and a burly figure walked out of the courtyard door. It was Ye Feng's father.
At this moment, smiles from the heart appeared on the faces of the family of three. Eighteen years later, the family was finally reunited again.