Seven hundred and twentieth eight chapters lead the soul silk
The bonfire beeped, making Ye Xiao's handsome face flicker in and out.
The air in this area seemed to be stagnant and frozen, and the dull and depressing atmosphere made all the powerful Ye family members present feel as if they were suffocating.
After a long time, Ye Xiao suddenly smiled and shook his head, saying: "Don't worry, death is a normal thing. No one who is as powerful as us monks dares to say that they can live forever. Although I am angry, I will not be confused by this.
Proper."
As soon as these words came out, it was as if the world sensed the change in Ye Xiao's mood, and the depressing atmosphere in the scene quietly dissipated.
Everyone was secretly relieved.
"Is it that guy named Su Yi?"
Ye Xiao asked.
The voice is calm and the expression is gentle.
The woman in feathers nodded and said, "Not bad."
She told everything she found out.
After hearing this, Ye Xiao took a sip from the wine bottle, counted on his fingers, and said: "He is Ye Yufei's son, Ye Yunlan's nephew, and according to the clan's seniority, he is also my cousin."
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, unable to guess the meaning of Ye Xiao's words.
"As for Su Yi killing the Seventh Elder and the others, that's understandable."
Ye Xiao thought to himself, "After all, the purpose of going to Jiuding City this time is to get rid of Su Yi. We can only blame the Seventh Elder and others for their lack of strength."
Everyone was silent.
What Ye Xiao said was the truth, but it always made them feel terrified.
Ye Xiao took another sip of wine and murmured: "I will naturally avenge you, but not now."
Speaking of this, he looked at the woman in feathers and said, "Tell me about Ye Yunlan."
The woman in feather clothes took a deep breath and said: "Ye Yunlan came to the Cangqing Continent in advance this time just to pick up Ye Yufei. But now we know that Ye Yufei is dead, so he is most likely to take her away.
Let Su Yi go and give Su Yi an opportunity to inherit the ancestral treasure."
Ye Xiao sighed softly: "This guy is really stubborn. The strong men in the direct line of our Kunwu Ye family have died long ago. Among those who are left now, except for Ye Yunlan, who still has some abilities, the others
Generations are all old, weak, sick and disabled, and it is difficult to achieve success. Under such circumstances, he is still thinking about the ancestral divine treasure, but it is a bit overestimating his own capabilities."
"Who says it isn't?"
The woman in feather sneered, "If he hadn't cared about the clan's rules and feelings, how could Ye Yunlan be so successful today?"
A long time ago, a great catastrophe like the Angu Forbidden broke out in the Cangxuan Realm. As the overlord of the Cangxuan Realm, the Ye family also suffered a great impact.
In order to fight against this great catastrophe and allow the clan to survive, the strong men from the direct lineage of the Kunwu Ye family did not hesitate to stand up.
But in the end, although he helped the clan resolve the catastrophe of destruction, the direct lineage of the Ye family suffered heavy casualties.
In the following years, the power of Ye's direct line also became increasingly declining.
Up to now, although the Kunwu Ye family's vitality has recovered somewhat, the strength of the Ye family's direct line has long declined to the bottom.
On the contrary, the forces of the Ye family became increasingly powerful.
If it weren't for the fact that there was an old antique from the Imperial Realm who was directly from the Ye family, the direct lineage would have been deprived of its status and authority in the clan.
However, the Taoist conduct of the Imperial Realm antique, who was directly from the direct line, had been corroded by the power of the Great Dao Disaster, and could no longer survive for many years.
Ye Xiao rubbed the wine pot in his hand, smiled, and said: "You can't say that. Our Ye family can survive from the great disaster to this day, and the direct clan members have contributed indispensably. Ye Yunlan is ignorant, after all, he is a direct clan member, we can't do this
It’s absolutely amazing.”
After a pause, he added: "But...if something unexpected happens to him in Cangqing Continent, it is none of our business."
The eyes of the Ye clan members present flickered, Ye Xiao’s words clearly meant something!
"Young Master, Ye Yunlan can't be said to be a threat, but how should we deal with Su Yi?"
The woman in feather said.
Ye Xiao drank the wine in the pot and murmured: "Our Ye family is most taboo about killing each other among the same clan, but fortunately, this Su Yi is not from our clan, not to mention, the Seventh Elder and the others were still killed by him, then...
Of course Su Yi must die."
Speaking of the word "death", Ye Xiao's eyes suddenly became much brighter, and there was a faint bloodthirsty luster surging deep in his pupils.
Immediately, he shook his head and said: "However, let's wait a little longer. This brilliant world of Cangqing Continent is about to come. I can't miss this good fortune!"
The woman in feathered clothes nodded and said: "The reason why our little uncle was able to prove the Dao and become the emperor in the first place is because when the brilliant world of Cangxuan Realm came, he won the most powerful source power of the Dao, and thus built a
This is the strongest and most complete foundation for becoming an emperor."
"With your background and qualifications, Young Master, you will naturally be able to do this in the future!"
Ye Xiao shook his head and said: "This method is only suitable for my uncle, not me."
The woman in feather clothes was startled for a moment, then she pursed her lips and smiled and said: "That's right, the young master's background in the spiritual wheel realm far exceeds that of my little uncle. When he becomes an emperor, he will naturally not be able to follow the old path of his little uncle."
"In my opinion, it is not enough just to seize the original power of the great avenue of Cangqing Continent. The young master must inherit the power of the ancestral divine treasure. Perhaps this can satisfy the young master's need to prove the Tao and become an emperor."
Ye Xiao smiled nonchalantly and said: "In practice, if you blindly rely on opportunities, you will fall behind. Of course, if I am strong enough, these opportunities will be the icing on the cake for me."
As he said this, he took out the book again and started reading it.
When the woman in feather coat saw this, she immediately stopped talking.
Everyone in the Ye family knows that when Ye Xiao is reading, the most intolerable thing is to be disturbed!
Even the old guys in the clan said that even if the sky fell, it would not affect Ye Xiao's study.
…
Two days later.
Su Yi completely repaired the Jiuding Zhenjie Formation.
Although the power of this array is not as powerful as it was at its peak, it is still enough to threaten people in the spiritual wheel realm.
At this point, Emperor Xia was determined.
That was also in the evening.
When Su Yi was drinking tea with Wen Xinzhao in the courtyard, the old blind man came.
"You are hurt?"
When Su Yi saw the old blind man for the first time, he frowned slightly and was keenly aware that there were signs of disorder in the man's aura.
The old blind man quickly shook his head and said, "Thank you, Mr. Su, for your concern. It's just a minor injury. It's not a problem."
Su Yi suddenly stood up, looked at the old blind man up and down, and finally landed on a scar on the side of the old blind man's neck and said: "Is this injured by a strong man from Meng Po Palace?"
The old blind man looked ashamed and said sarcastically: "I encountered a tough problem and was accidentally scratched."
"If it were an ordinary flesh wound, it would have healed long ago, but this injury is not ordinary."
Su Yi said, "Stand still."
The old blind man was stunned.
Before he could react, Su Yi stretched out his right hand, made seals with his palms, and pressed on his neck.
Tsk!
The scar on the old blind man's neck suddenly cracked open like burning, revealing bright red and squirming flesh. A burning sensation followed, making the old blind man's body stiffen.
But he kept Su Yi's instructions in mind and did not dare to move.
At this moment, Su Yi's palm fingers suddenly released a strange traction force, and slowly pulled out a nearly transparent gray silk thread from the squirming flesh and blood.
It was about a foot long, crystal clear, and exuded a very faint and strange aura.
The old blind man was shocked, "What?!"
"This is a secret treasure called the 'Soul-Handling Thread' inherited from Meng Po Palace. It is extremely sinister and will silently entangle itself in the soul without the opponent being aware of it."
Su Yi said casually: "Over time, as long as the caster's mind moves, the opponent's soul will be like a puppet on strings, completely controlled by the caster."
The old blind man suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He stared at the gray thread in Su Yi's hand and gritted his teeth and said, "No wonder that guy didn't chase me when I ran away. It turns out he had already done something to me!"
"Just wait here."
With that said, Su Yi's figure disappeared into the Qingyun courtyard like a streak of light.
On the side of Jinlin Lake, in a restaurant.
"So, that's the Qingyun Courtyard where Su Yi lives?"
A beautiful girl wearing a black gauze skirt with snow-white skin asked in a low voice.
Her black hair is like a waterfall, her eyebrows are curved, and her facial features are as beautiful as picturesque, especially her eyes, which are as clear and bright as deep springs. Every move she makes is naturally charming.
But unexpectedly, her expression was calm and ethereal, exuding holiness.
"Exactly."
Opposite the girl, sat a young man in a rich robe, looking directly at the girl with an expression full of obsession.
"Thank you, you can go."
The girl smiled slightly.
The young man in the Chinese robe nodded obediently, got up and left.
When he walked out of the restaurant, he seemed to wake up suddenly, looked around, and murmured with confusion on his face: "Why am I here?"
But in his mind, the memory of the girl in the black dress had completely disappeared.
"How could a descendant of the ghost-carrying sarcophagus lineage appear next to Su Yi...could it be said that Su Yi's origin is also related to the Netherworld?"
In the restaurant, the girl in black dress was thoughtful.
Suddenly, she seemed to notice something, and her beautiful and delicate face changed slightly, "That guy can actually break my secret treasure, the Soul-Retaining Thread!?"
The girl in black skirt stood up, and her figure suddenly disappeared in a shower of light.
In such a large restaurant, no matter the diners, the shopkeeper or the waiter, they all had no idea that there was one less guest in the restaurant.
In other words, from beginning to end, no one knew that a stunningly beautiful girl once stayed here.
After the girl in black skirt left the restaurant, she headed straight out of the city.
It wasn't until she walked out of the gate of Jiuding City and reached a mountainous field far away that she turned around and looked in the direction of Jiuding City with her beautiful eyes as deep as spring eyes.
"The old blind man is not a good person, and you, Su Yi, are definitely not a good person either. I will come to settle the score with you again later!"
The girl in black skirt muttered inwardly, turned around and was about to leave.
Suddenly, her graceful and delicate body stiffened slightly.
Not far ahead, he saw a tall figure appearing at some unknown time.
The green robe is like jade, transcendent and unconventional, just like a banished immortal coming to earth.