"I am still too young. Even with my secret help, I can't withstand such a huge amount of information impact."

Li Fan looked at Ye Feipeng, who was still in a coma and thought to himself.

Take out a [Spirit Fruit] from the storage ring and take it to him.

Then he used spiritual energy to help him refine.

Soon, Ye Feipeng's face relaxed.

Li Fan stroked his head with his hand, and Yunshui Fantasy Dream Technique was activated again, carefully carving Ye Feipeng's memory of "previous life".

When Ye Feipeng woke up again covered in sweat the next day, his face became much calmer.

I wrote down a prescription and ordered my servants to capture it.

While taking a hot bath, he planned for his rise in this life.

Compared to the messy thoughts yesterday, my mind is obviously much clearer today.

"With the help of Xuan Huangqing Heart Mantra and the prescription, I should be able to remove the miasma in my body by myself."

"But you cannot practice without spiritual energy, which is equivalent to useless work."

"You must not wait ten years later. You must seize this opportunity and leave here early."

In Ye Feipeng's memory, about half a month later, an immortal cultivator will accidentally descend to leave the world.

This immortal cultivator is not the one who has always cooperated with Dali, so he is unwilling to take risks to help Dali's subjects smuggle.

Regardless of the pleas of the kings and ministers who left the world, this immortal cultivator was about to leave.

The emperor suddenly remembered the white bone jade hand that fell into the palace not long ago.

So, the emperor claimed that Dali had a treasure that has been passed down from ancient times.

As long as the immortal master is willing to bring a group of people to the world of immortal cultivation, he will present this treasure with both hands.

Perhaps because of fear of the immortal miasma, the cultivator did not directly snatch it.

But after some thought, he agreed.

But he has his own conditions.

Children with only the talent for cultivation go out, and the number cannot be too large.

Therefore, this cultivator personally selected ten children among the descendants of the powerful and powerful people of Dali and brought them back to the world of cultivating immortals.

Ye Feipeng remembers that among them were Xiao Heng, Su Changyu and others.

But because of his lack of qualifications, he was not attracted to it.

That's why I wasted ten years in this world.

"In the last life, I met Xiao Heng by chance in the middle stage of Qi Refining. At that time, he was already in the middle stage of foundation building, which was too much more than me."

"The road to cultivation is fast, every step is fast."

"A waste of ten years has led to a completely different future achievements."

"This life will definitely not be like this."

"As long as you can break out of this shackles, the sea is wide and the fish is leaping, and the sky is high and the birds are flying."

Ye Feipeng's eyes were shining brightly, and he walked out of the wooden barrel, closed his eyes and practiced the Xuanhuangqing Heart Mantra.

Perhaps it was the benefit of living a lifetime, he felt that the efficiency of eliminating miasma in this life was much faster than in the previous life.

It took me just over ten days to get rid of the miasma.

This made Ye Feipeng feel more and more happy.

However, in the next few days, Ye Feipeng stopped the process of miasma removal.

Mortals who have no miasma in their bodies are too conspicuous.

It would be a bad thing if it aroused the suspicion of the immortal master.

At present, this state is like a mortal who is born with rare mortal miasma in his body.

It can not only ensure that you are selected but also not attract attention, but at the right level.

"Living for a lifetime is even more cautious." Ye Feipeng kept reminding himself in his heart.

It was exactly the same as in my memory. Five days later, the cultivator descended to the capital.

After more than half a day, Ye Feipeng came to the square with thousands of ignorant children to accept the selection of the cultivator.

Even if a reborn person is still in the hands of others, his future destiny is still in the hands of others.

This made Ye Feipeng a little nervous.

Fortunately, the cultivator's eyes paused when he swept over him and finally chose him.

This made Ye Feipeng breathe a sigh of relief and a little excited.

Not long after, all the other children who were not selected left.

Only ten uneasy children, including the immortal cultivator and Ye Feipeng, were left in the huge square.

The cultivator summoned a flying boat and was about to take them away.

At this time, Su Changyu suddenly shouted: "Please save my sister!"

Ye Feipeng's heart moved.

In my memory, this young girl in the Su family seemed to have a more terrifying talent than Xiao Heng.

In my previous life, I vaguely heard that she seemed to have achieved the realm of the Golden Pill before she died.

Although the cultivator was a little impatient, he still went to Su Mansion.

After returning, he looked happy.

So another baby was still in the cradle in the crowd.

Before leaving, the cultivator distributed Xuanhuangqing Heart Mantra and supporting medicines, asking them to practice on their own first.

After flying in Dali for more than ten days, the flying boat finally broke through the Immortal Formation and came to the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

Feeling the thick spiritual energy around him, Ye Feipeng was immediately in deep intoxication.

Carefully guiding the spiritual energy into the body, Ye Feipeng officially transformed towards becoming an immortal cultivator.

I don't know how long it took, a thunderous shout suddenly exploded in his ears.

Awaken him from practice.

"Cultivator He Fang dares to help mortals smuggle!"

The thunderous sound kept echoing in his ears, and Ye Feipeng was dizzy and his heart was also thunderous.

Suddenly, a bad premonition surged.

"Fellow Taoist, please listen to my explanation..." The cultivator who took them away explained hurriedly.

However, the other party seemed to have no intention of showing mercy.

"Stop talking nonsense! The law and order of the Wanxian Alliance, rebels, die!"

"boom!"

With the other party's cold voice, Ye Feipeng only felt that the flying boat he was in seemed to be hit by something and shaking violently.

"It's really too much! If you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have the ability!"

The collision of Taoist moves continued to sound, and the aroused air waves kept blowing like a hurricane.

The flying boat was suddenly fragile like duckweed in the wind, shaking, as if it was about to fall at any time.

Except for Su Xiaomei who was still sleeping soundly, the rest of the people in the cabin woke up from their practice at this moment.

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Moreover, they are all rich people who are used to being hurt by holding them in their hands, and they have never even seen mortals fighting.

Not to mention the scene of the cultivator fire in front of you.

They all looked pale, panicked and at a loss.

Only Ye Feipeng performed better. Although he was shocked, he looked out of the flying boat.

I saw that these two monks seemed to be in the same strength and the battle was fierce.

The momentum is huge and the sky is full of brilliance.

It makes people unable to see the specific battle scenes.

But judging from the aftermath caused by the fight, these two digits are at least in the foundation-building stage.

"The flying boat under your feet is not a powerful magic weapon."

"Just just now, he was hit by the foundation-building cultivator who suddenly appeared in the front, and he was already very damaged."

"Now under the impact of the war between the two sides, it is possible to be completely damaged at any time."

"In addition, the smuggling incident seems to have been exposed."

"Stay here and you will die!"

Ye Feipeng forced himself to calm down and thought quickly.

"I have also controlled this flying boat in my previous life. As long as there is no ban, any Qi Refining Cultivator can drive it."

Thinking of this, Ye Feipeng went straight to the bow of the ship, leaving only the children leaving the world looking at each other below.

After all, Xiao Heng was a little more alert and followed him to see if there was anything he could do to help.

Su Changyu is the oldest among these children.

However, he had not even dispelled the miasma in his body, and was still just a mortal.

I knew I couldn't help much, so I didn't join in the fun with me.

Just taking care of Su Xiaomei and comforting everyone's emotions.

"Fatty, what are you doing?" Xiao Heng walked into the bow of the boat and saw Ye Feipeng touching the void ahead with his hands.

Sweat beads dripping from my forehead, as if it was extremely difficult.

Ye Feipeng did not answer, but just tried his best to control the flying boat under his feet.

"Oh, I understand. You want to control the flying boat and then escape." Xiao Heng observed for a while, and suddenly realized.

"Why doesn't it move?"

Ye Feipeng was upset when he heard this, and felt weak in his mind, and he couldn't help but lose his strength and fell to the ground.

"I'll try it!"

Ye Feipeng was about to curse Xiao Heng and vent his anger, but suddenly noticed the flying boat under him and trembled slightly.

“Isn’t it easy?”

"Can you control the flying boat?"

The voices of the two people rang at the same time.

A trace of shock flashed across Ye Feipeng's face, and then a little jealousy was inevitably surging when he heard this.

But now at the critical moment of life and death, I don’t care about these things anymore.

Suppressing the emotions in his heart, Ye Feipeng hurriedly urged: "Hurry, drive the flying boat away from here."

Xiao Heng's innocent voice came: "Where can you escape? It's the same all around you, and you can't tell the direction at all!"

Ye Feipeng immediately said anxiously: "Just choose any direction..."

Before he finished speaking, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind.

As if he had thought of something, Ye Feipeng suddenly looked out of the flying boat and carefully identified the surrounding scenery.

On the sea not far away, there are nine vortexes of different sizes.

The sea water is turbulent and particularly conspicuous.

"I seemed to have been here in this sea area when I tried to return to the exile in my last life."

"Now, Wanxian League can't go to guard the island. It seems that there is an uninhabited island in the northwest direction."

"Go there to avoid the limelight first."

He quickly identified the direction and pointed to Xiao Heng and said, "Hurry, fly toward there!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Heng staggered and controlled the flying boat and fled to the battlefield here.

The two foundation-building monks seemed to be in full swing, and did not notice the people who left the world quietly fled.

Ye Feipeng couldn't help but feel excited.

After flying for more than a day, I finally saw an island that was not big or small, densely packed with jungle.

"When you arrive, fly into the woods and hide first." Ye Feipeng hurriedly greeted.

Xiao Heng just broke through to the Qi Refining Period, and was unable to control the flying boat for such a long time.

Seeing Ye Feipeng say this, he felt relieved and carefully landed the flying boat in the jungle.

Ye Feipeng asked everyone to pick some branches and leaves and place them on the surface of the flying boat as a cover.

The group then returned to the cabin and discussed the next matters.

"It's really unlucky to encounter such a thing as soon as I came to the Immortal Cultivation Realm!" Xiao Heng sighed.

"It would be great if we could survive. Haven't you heard that our smuggling was discovered?" said another child who was about the same age as Xiao Heng.

Ye Feipeng said: "Now we can only hide on this island for a while. We will want to leave here when the storm passes."

Everyone sighed and their little faces were full of entanglement.

"That's all. Fortunately, there is water source and fruit trees on the island. I don't have to worry about food for a while." Su Changyu sighed.

The future is uncertain, and everyone is in a bad mood.

When night fell, I quickly fell asleep in a deep sleep.

In the middle of the night, Ye Feipeng suddenly felt something and woke up from his sleep.

He quietly came outside the flying boat and saw a light coming from the sky and coming in a flash.

The target is directly aimed at the flying boat under the cover.

"Oh no!" Ye Feipeng was shocked.

Before he could make any moves, the escape light had already arrived in front of him.

"Helping me in..."

The person who came was the cultivator who took them out of the world.

But at this moment, his body was covered in blood and his breath was weak, and he seemed to be seriously injured.

But he is a foundation-building monk after all.

Ye Feipeng did not dare to act rashly, so he responded and was about to step forward to support him.

But he saw the other party suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and fell forward to the ground.

Then he twitched a few times and stopped moving again.

"Senior!" Ye Feipeng immediately exclaimed.

At this moment, strange phenomena suddenly arose in the sky above my head.

"Fan Li, a foundation-building monk, has been practicing Taoism for 165 years. He has achieved the foundation of Taoism with a strange object [Sorrow Staff]. He fought with people from the sea of ​​clouds and was seriously injured and unable to cure it."

"Now that I am dead, I will die and die in heaven!"

The gorgeous scene is like fireworks, illuminating the sky.

Ye Feipeng was completely shocked by the sudden scene.

"Die...?"

He was stunned.

I never expected that this monk named Fan Li finally escaped the disaster but died in front of him.

An ordinary bamboo stick slowly precipitated beside him.

Looking at the corpse of the foundation-building monk, a bold idea suddenly appeared in Ye Feipeng's heart.

He held his breath and approached quietly.

When he came to the corpse, he remained still for a while.

After a while, I slowly squatted down and quickly fumbled on the corpse with the light of the fireworks above my head.

"What are you doing!"

In the quiet night, a sound suddenly sounded behind me.

Ye Feipeng was startled and almost fell to the ground.

When I looked back, I saw Xiao Heng looking at himself who was touching the corpse with shock.

"Shh!" Ye Feipeng couldn't help but make a ban on voice.

Xiao Heng also reacted at this time.

He came over and said quietly, "Why is this immortal master dead?"

"I guess I've fought with the man just now and both sides were injured. I finally flew here and couldn't hold on. I just died like that." Ye Feipeng replied casually and continued to search for the corpse.

"Why don't you even have a storage ring?" After rummaging for a long time, I couldn't find what I wanted.

Ye Feipeng couldn't help but complain in a low voice.
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