Chapter 329 Situation surrounded by tigers and wolves
Sitting in the inn room, Ye Feng bowed to Elder Sui Fei and said, "Senior's help will be borne in mind by this junior."
Ye Feng knew very well that helping his family at this critical juncture was equivalent to Elder Sui Fei making enemies for himself. The most difficult times are the moments that test people's hearts.
He has a pretty good relationship with Elder Sui Fei. His mother, Dongji Youran, often clung to this elder when she was a child, which was equivalent to watching her grow up.
How many people can still remember this incense love after so many years?
"You don't need to thank me. There's not much the old man can do to help you." Elder Sui Fei said with a wry smile, "The Saint is prohibited from leaving the Holy Land of Shenzong by a decree issued by the Heavenly Fa Patriarch, which is equivalent to being under house arrest."
Ye Feng's eyes widened. He didn't expect that the Pharaoh would be so cruel and vicious that day.
"The ancestors of Fairyland are aloof, their lives are endless, and the relationship between them is not harmonious. There seem to be many conflicts between ancestors Tianfa and Yunyi." Dongji Youran said from the side.
"When gods fight, mortals suffer." Ye Feng was also helpless about this.
"As long as you and your family don't leave the city, I can protect you for a while, old man, even if I try hard, but if you leave the city, some people will probably break up with you. By then, old man, I will be alone, and I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you.
Elder Sui Fei said solemnly.
"Senior, don't say that. You have helped me a lot. Without the Nine-leaf Immortal Zhi, I might not be alive today." Ye Feng did not say that his true nature had actually been restored.
After all, Nine-leaf Immortal Zhi does not have the ability to repair its origin. If outsiders find out, it will definitely be a big trouble.
Ye Feng now knows very well that his strength is too weak, and once his secrets are peeked into, he will face many hardships.
He has made up his mind that after leaving the Divine City, he will improve his cultivation strength as soon as possible. No matter how many people want to take advantage of him, he will still have to weigh his abilities.
"My granddaughter is very worried about you, but it's a pity that your origin..." At this point, Elder Sui Fei sighed.
"Senior, don't worry. There is always a path, and my true origin may not be restored." Ye Feng said with a smile.
"You are very optimistic. The only thing that can restore the origin is the legendary lapis lazuli fruit. It's just that kind of immortal treasure can only be encountered but cannot be sought." Elder Sui Fei felt very regretful.
"After some time, I, old man, will go out for a walk and explore those mysterious ancient restricted areas. If I can find the Green Gold Fruit, you will have a glimmer of hope."
Hearing what Elder Sui Fei said, Ye Feng was very moved. It should be noted that the Lapis Lazuli Fruit is known as the number one treasure in the Nine Suns Continent. If an ordinary person gets it, how can he give it to an outsider?
Although it is still uncertain whether Elder Sui Fei can find the Lazuli Divine Fruit, his kindness is enough for Ye Feng to remember him for a lifetime.
Elder Sui Fei did not stay long and left after a while.
Shenzong and the young warriors from various sect families in Dongzhou have not come to trouble Ye Feng in recent days. In his battle with the Dongji Han soldiers, he has shown great strength. The top geniuses at the peak level of Emperor Wu disdain
When it comes to attacking, geniuses with weaker cultivation levels are not sure that they can defeat him.
Ye Feng is waiting for news from the Xueyin Sect. Once he can get help from the Xueyin Patriarch, he can easily overcome this difficulty. Sooner or later, he will get back everything Shenzong did to him.
On this day, an unexpected person came to visit the inn.
In a room, Ye Feng wanted to sit across from a peerless beauty with bright eyes and white teeth. Xu Mengniang offered tea and bowed out.
Opposite was a woman of unrivaled elegance, the little princess from the Demon Fairy Palace of the Southern Wilderness, Liu Yu'er.
Her hair is black and shiny, her jade body is crystal clear, shimmering with a holy light, her delicate face is breathtakingly beautiful, and her voluptuous curves are perfect.
"I didn't expect that Young Master Ye would be kicked out of the door by Shenzong the same day." Liu Yu'er spoke softly, her words sounding like the sound of a musical instrument.
Strictly speaking, Ye Feng was not a disciple of the Shen Sect even in the past, and there was no way he could be expelled from the Shen Sect. However, after all, he had practiced in the Shen Sect for half a year, and was brought into the Shen Sect by Dongji Mengdie himself, so outsiders thought that he was a disciple of the Shen Sect.
Became a member of Shenzong.
Regarding this issue, Ye Feng did not need to explain. He smiled calmly and said, "Princess Yu'er came to see Ye this time. What's the matter?"
"Last time, the young lady invited Mr. Ye to join our Demon Immortal Palace. I wonder if Mr. Ye would reconsider it now?" Liu Yu'er said with a sweet smile.
Ye Feng looked startled. He didn't expect that the other party would actually mention this matter again. At that time, he was in the limelight, and it was normal for the Demon Immortal Palace to extend an olive branch to him. But now it is rumored that his origin has been damaged, and his path to martial arts has been cut off.
Will Asgard want a waste?
Liu Yu'er was smart enough to guess the doubts in Ye Feng's heart. She picked up the tea cup, took a sip with her sexy and bright red lips, and said with a smile: "My father and the elders of the Demon Palace, what do you think of Mr. Ye?"
I’m very interested in the killing techniques I practice.”
After hearing this, Ye Feng suddenly realized.
"Princess Yu'er's invitation to join the Demon Immortal Palace was a lie. The real purpose was to come for Ye's killing technique, right?" Ye Feng said with narrowed eyes.
Even in the heyday of the Demonic Way, very few people were able to practice the way of killing to the point where they became armored with murderous intent. The Demonic Immortal Palace was the largest master of the Demonic Way in the world, and it was not surprising that they wanted to obtain the Killing Way skills practiced by Ye Feng.
However, this made Ye Feng frown. If the Demon Immortal Palace wanted to obtain the killing technique, wouldn't the other great sects in the world be tempted?
I'm afraid that when we leave the Divine City, not only those in the Divine Sect will take action, but also other major sects who heard the news will be unable to hold back.
The killing method recorded in the Creation Chapter is called the Killing God Jue. It was not created by the Holy Lord Taichu, but was obtained from a certain powerful killing expert who died in the divine realm.
Once this "Killing God Art" spreads out, the so-called top immortal art techniques in Jiuyang Continent will be nothing compared to it.
Demon Fairy Princess Liu Yu'er smiled and did not deny it flatly, saying: "I, Demon Fairy Palace, will not take Mr. Ye's killing skills for free, and I can promise to protect your parents' safety throughout their lives."
"Princess Yu'er is a real person." Ye Feng said expressionlessly.
She only said that she would protect his parents' safety, but she did not say that she would protect Ye Feng's safety, because there were too many people who wanted to take advantage of him, especially the powerful elders of Shenzong, and Moxian Palace could not afford to offend him.
"Master Ye, I hope you will think about it carefully." Liu Yu'er always kept smiling.
"It will take a few days." Ye Feng replied.
Liu Yu'er didn't pay attention, stood up and left with a smile, leaving behind an enchanting and perfect back.
In the next few days, people came to visit the inn one after another, and some of them represented certain elders of the Shen Sect, as well as the Holy Land Sect from the four major regions of Dongzhou, Nanhuang, Middle Earth, and Beihan.
Without exception, these people all made certain demands on Ye Feng on the condition of protecting Ye Feng's parents.
However, the demands made by these people were even more excessive than those of the Demon Immortal Palace. They actually wanted him to open the Purple Mansion's sea of consciousness, and the other party wanted to pry into the memories in his sea of consciousness.
Ye Feng knew very well that the reason why these people were interested in his memory was simply because of his rapid rise in just two years.
To be able to make a waste who has been infamy for ten years suddenly become a top genius, almost everyone suspects that Ye Feng must have got some great opportunity. Such an opportunity is enough to make even the five holy places be tempted!
It was naturally impossible for Ye Feng to agree to such conditions, but he did not refuse directly. He always used the excuse of thinking about it for a few days.
After waiting for ten days, there was finally movement from the Xueyin Gate.
On this day, Ye Feng closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing in the room. Even in this situation with a group of tigers and wolves looking around, he never stopped practicing.
The sleeping Spirit of Creation has already had some responses. The essence of Nine-leaf Immortal Zhi can repair the damage to the soul, and it is also of great benefit to the recovery of the Spirit of Creation.
After all, the spirit of creation only fell asleep due to excessive consumption, and did not damage its origin.
Suddenly, Ye Feng's eyes suddenly opened. There seemed to be endless abyss spinning in his eyes, and he stared at the door of the room.
A beautiful figure slowly emerged, wearing a black gauze skirt that seduced people's minds. Her snow-white skin was looming, and her slender legs were like mutton-fat jade, which dazzled people.
"Is your origin really damaged?" The woman who appeared suddenly looked at Ye Feng with a puzzled look.
This woman in a black gauze skirt is the assassin who assassinated Ye Feng, Yin Wu, a disciple of the Xueyin Patriarch.
But this time she didn't come to assassinate Ye Feng. She came invisibly without any murderous intention.
"What do you think?" Ye Feng said with a smile.
"It stands to reason that when your origin is damaged, your aura and strength will become weaker and weaker. Why do I feel that you are becoming more and more unfathomable? How can you look like you are damaged at all?" Yin Wu stepped forward, with a look on her delicate face.
Confuse.
"Where is your master?" Ye Feng asked directly, without saying much about the subject of damage to his origin.
Yinwu didn't delve into it. Whether Ye Feng's origin was damaged or not had nothing to do with her. She had a more indifferent personality than Dongji Mengdie. She just felt that Ye Feng was a little different from others, so she said a few words to him.
Just words.
"Follow me." Yinwu's figure disappeared, blending into the void with secret techniques, leaving no trace.
After many days, Ye Feng walked out of the inn again and followed the invisible female killer towards the bloody attic.
There were countless eyes in the divine city paying attention to his actions. When he came to the door of the Bloody Pavilion for the second time, news spread out and was known to some big shots.
No one knew what the purpose of his two visits to the Bloody Attic was. After all, Ye Feng had been assassinated by a killer from the Bloody Hidden Sect and almost lost his life. No one would think that he had anything to do with the Bloody Hidden Sect.
However, some thoughtful people could notice that after the Xueyinmen assassinated him in Yunxiao City, they did not take any further actions. However, this does not mean anything.
The space in the bloody attic was still so dark. When Ye Feng walked in, he saw the little boy who was accepted as a disciple by the Xueyin Patriarch.
"Hee hee, big brother, you are here." The little boy didn't notice anyone else and came up to him with a smile.
"You don't want to pierce a hole in my body again, do you?" Ye Feng's mouth twitched, and he almost fell into the hands of this little kid.
"Brother, you misunderstood." The little boy looked aggrieved.
"Don't do this, I won't believe you anymore." Ye Feng curled his lips and kept a distance from the little boy.
The little boy pouted, his big eyes were watery, and he seemed aggrieved and about to cry.
Seeing that Ye Feng was not moved at all, the little boy's aggrieved expression suddenly disappeared. He gave Ye Feng a big white eye and jumped into the darkness with a smile.
This left Ye Feng very speechless. If he had not suffered a loss once, he would not have been able to see that such an innocent child would be pretending. Obviously, the Xueyin Patriarch wanted to train him to be a top killer who could control him freely.
own emotions.
"Young man, come with me."
At this moment, an old and hoarse voice came, and the old man Ye Feng saw last time here appeared not far ahead carrying an oil lamp.
The space in the attic was dark and invisible, and Ye Feng didn't know where the other party was taking him.