Chapter 1 Past life, present life

Night raids on the bay, mass graves, and gloomy winds.

Thousands of years ago, there was a great war here. Immortal cultivators were killed and injured in large numbers, and corpses were scattered all over the place. This is why the graveyard got its name.

"What on earth do you want to do? I, Ye Fan, have always had a grudge against you!" The man in cloth and robe wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the corner of his clothes, his eyes full of anger.

"Humph, hatred? In this world, the strong are always respected. No one dares to say no to the person our Shaoyang sect master wants."[

The one who spoke was the middle-aged man in white robe standing in the sky, and his tone contained absolute arrogance and disdain.

The Shaoyang Sect Leader among the Baipao people is the leader of the three major forces in Fuyun Continent, located in the Gufeng Mansion in the extreme south of Fuyun Continent.

The real name of the Shaoyang Sect Master is Shao Yangfeng. It is said that he has a pair of thick green eyebrows, also known as the 'Shaoyang Green Eyebrows'.

Although he didn't know how to offend Shaoyang Lvmei, Ye Fan knew in his heart that he would be suspected to death today.

"Even if I die, I will bring a few people to be buried with him." Ye Fan's pupils dilated and he had already made the final decision in his heart.

"You overestimate your own capabilities! How dare a casual cultivator in Zhen Gang Realm dare to utter arrogant words." The fierce man next to the middle-aged man in white robes pulled out two battle axes from behind, stepped on the five-pointed purple unicorn, and flew towards Ye Fan quickly.

The True Gang Realm is the third level of immortality cultivators, and Ye Fan is an immortal cultivator in this realm.

"Haha..." Ye Fan laughed wildly, and with a thought, a bronze flying sword appeared in his hand, glowing faintly green. He went straight towards the two battle axes.

"Puff", "puff", "puff", causing a burst of sound in the air.

I saw colorful sparks bursting out in the dark night sky. In just two short breaths, the two people had fought dozens of times.

Ye Fan, who was determined to die, actually overcame him. The fierce man retreated nearly a hundred steps and approached the man in white robe.

At this time, Ye Fan gathered his energy in his Dantian and said silently in his heart: The child is unfilial and I don't even know who the murderer is who killed you two old people. It's over like this. This hatred can only wait for the next life.

The middle-aged man in white robe was stunned. Today, Ye Fan did not run away, but took the initiative to fight.

In this case, you only have one chance to die, so you can go back and return your life to the sect master. The middle-aged man in white robe is already in the middle stage of Yuan Lian realm, two realms higher than Ye Fan, how can he be afraid of him.

At this moment, the man in white robe noticed a strange smile on Ye Fan's face, his legs began to tremble, and he secretly screamed. As he thought, Ye Fan was planning to blow up his Nascent Soul.

Self-destructing Yuanying? A dozen people, including the ferocious man, reacted immediately and flew in all directions.

"Bang", like a fireball in the dark night, instantly illuminated the world.

The energy is like a halo, escaping to the surroundings in waves.

"Ah..." The screams were endless, and the weaker cultivators were instantly wiped out.[

Although Ye Fan is only in the True Gang realm, detonating the Nascent Soul will cause instant destruction no less than a heavy blow from a cultivator in the Yuan Lian realm, but Ye Fan will also be disintegrated physically and mentally.

for a long time……

The middle-aged man in white robe just got up from the ground, but his clothes were already stained with blood, and he was obviously severely injured. Of the eighteen men he brought, only three were left, and one of them had broken his left arm.

How to explain to the sect master? This is the most troublesome problem for the white-robed man. Before coming, the sect master had already told him that he wanted to see Ye Fan and his body.

"Look, search carefully for me to see if Ye Fan has left anything that can prove his identity." Unexpectedly, Ye Fan would detonate the Nascent Soul at a critical moment, so the man in white robe had no other choice but to find someone.

I need something to prove my identity and go back to my hometown.

Ten days, ten whole days. They had searched three times within a hundred miles, but they still found nothing.

"Master Bian, we really can't find anything." The ferocious man was now dejected, "Can't we just go back and report to the Shaoyang Sect Leader that Mark is dead? Why bother."

"Shut up and keep looking!" The Lord Bian mentioned by this fierce man was the middle-aged man in white robe. In fact, he didn't understand what the sect master meant, but what was certain was that he had failed in this matter.

Three months later, the four people in the woods were already in dire straits and looked haggard. Compared with the physical, mental torture was even more uncomfortable. They all knew how many trees and grasses there were in a hundred miles.

Just didn't find anything.

"Go back." Mr. Bian said in a disappointed tone. It seems that there will be no results if he searches again. The most he can do is go back and be punished.

******

"Brother Ye Fan, please wake up!" A shy voice came to Ye Fan's ears, "Meier is talking to you."

At this moment, Ye Fan's mind was blank and his consciousness was barren, as if he had fallen into a deep quagmire and was in a state of unconsciousness.

"Don't worry, Mei'er, as long as your grandpa and I are here, your brother Ye Fan will be fine." An old but kind voice also came in.

Ye Fan tried hard to open his eyes, but his eyelids seemed to be weighed down by a heavy weight, so he couldn't open them, and finally fell asleep again.

Day after day, it was snowy outside, shrouding this small mountain village, making it look mysterious and quiet. Next to the ancient stove sat a little girl who looked about ten years old. Her face was very delicate, and she was definitely a beauty.

, but his eyes were filled with tears, and he just stared at Ye Fan on the bed.

"Mei'er, just eat more. Ye Fan will definitely wake up. When he sees that you are hungry and thin, he will definitely say that you are not beautiful." The old man held a bowl of rice and handed it to Mei'er.

"I won't eat, I won't eat. You are lying. You said half a year ago that Brother Ye Fan would wake up, but he hasn't woken up yet. You know how to lie to me."

While talking, Mei'er buried her head deeply, without even looking at the old man, she just cried loudly.

The old man's surname was Xiao, a pharmacist who earned the title of 'miraculous doctor' for his 'Xiao's Refining Method', but the only drawback was that he was lame in one leg. The village they were in was called Hushan Village, and its location was extremely remote.

It turns out that the continental plate of the Floating Cloud Continent is controlled by three sects, namely Gufeng Mansion in the far south, Piaoxue Mansion in the far north and Yanhuo Mansion in the far east. These three major factions are all advanced immortal cultivators.

There is a country below, corresponding to the Kingdom of Gufeng, the Kingdom of Piaoxue and the Kingdom of Flame.

The continental plate only accounts for a very small part of the Fuyun Continent, and more of it is an unknown sea area. People on the mainland collectively call it the Luofu Sea. The Luofu Sea is full of monsters and is extremely dangerous. Unless you are strong enough, going deep into the hinterland will definitely lead to a narrow escape.[

This Hushan Village is a small mountain village under the jurisdiction of the Kingdom of Fire.

During the half-year period when Ye Fan was in coma, Mr. Xiao had been preparing various prescriptions, but unfortunately, they were still ineffective.

Strangely enough, Ye Fan's pulse has always been beating weakly, and Mr. Xiao felt that it might stop at any time. However, Ye Fan managed to stay calm for half a year, relying on the secret recipe of "building a nourishing foundation" passed down by Mr. Xiao's ancestors to support him.

"Sigh." Mr. Xiao sighed, but he was too weak in cultivation to be able to come up with a more advanced prescription. Otherwise, his granddaughter Xiao Meier would not be so sad.

If Ye Fan falls unconscious, how can I be worthy of the Ye family who entrusted Ye Fan to me? Mr. Xiao felt extremely guilty.

Chapter 2 Awakening

Winter passes and spring passes and summer comes again.

It's been a whole year.

Outside the village, a little girl was supporting an old man with gray hair and a childlike face. Yes, these two people were Mr. Xiao and Xiao Meier. Xiao Meier was naughty by nature. Mr. Xiao had tried to use his "Xiao's Refining Method" many times.

I taught it to her, but now she doesn’t even know a few herbs.

But what makes Mr. Xiao most gratified is that his granddaughter is extremely filial. Every time Mr. Xiao goes to collect herbs around the mountains, Xiao Meier will support him and make funny faces from time to time to make Mr. Xiao happy.

"Grandpa, hurry up, it looks like it's going to rain today." Xiao Meier looked up at the sky and saw dark clouds billowing in the distance.

"Grandpa, how can he walk so fast with such an old bone?" Mr. Xiao said with a smile.

Although Mr. Xiao has excellent medical skills, his attainments in cultivating immortals are extremely shallow. In addition, he only has one leg. He has only reached the second level of cultivating immortals, the True Qi realm. Even if he has thirty more lifespans than ordinary people, he is already 20 years old.

Twilight.

"Kacha", "Kacha", "Kacha". Three thunders struck across the sky in a row, and then it started pouring rain.

"Grandpa, will brother Ye Fan be okay?" The clever Meier saw that the thunder struck vertically from above her house.

Before Mr. Xiao could answer, Meier had already rushed home in the rain, muttering to herself: Brother Ye Fan, please don't let anything happen to you.

Except for those three thunders, they all struck on the roof of Xiao's house. Taking advantage of the strong wind, the thatched roof was overturned, and the residual power of thunder and lightning swept across Ye Fan's body in an instant.

"call."

Ye Fan sat up directly, his waist straight, his hair disheveled, and his face dark, obviously burned by the lightning just now.

"Am I in the underworld?" Ye Fan's first thought was at this time. He still clearly remembered the moment when he detonated the Nascent Soul.

"Ghost!" Xiao Meier, who had just ran into the house, shouted loudly when she saw Ye Fan with a burnt face, and then ran back to the yard with her eyes covered.

Isn't this Mei'er's voice? How can she see me? Why has she become so small?...

A series of questions flashed in Ye Fan's mind.

At this time, Ye Fan could no longer suppress his inner curiosity. He got out of bed and slowly walked into the yard. Everything was so familiar. Isn't this the yard where he lived when he was a child? Scenes from the past reappeared in his mind.

inside.

Suddenly his eyes were fixed on a thin figure in the corner, and Ye Fan shouted excitedly: "Mei, Mei'er."

The heavy rain gradually made Ye Fan's face fairer. At this time, Xiao Meier heard Ye Fan's cry and dared to raise her head. Seeing the familiar face, she immediately got up and ran while shouting: "Ye Fan

Brother, you finally woke up."

Just when Ye Fan was hesitating and doubtful, Xiao Meier had already run in front of him, hugged her tightly, and her tears couldn't stop flowing down, but this time they were tears of happiness.

"Just wake up, just wake up." I don't know when Mr. Xiao had already entered the yard, secretly wiping tears at the side, and then walked to them on crutches, "Go into the house first, don't

Got a cold."

"What's wrong with me?" Looking at Mei'er bringing him a change of clothes, Ye Fan still couldn't believe the facts in front of him.

"You are just too honest, and you are always bullied by others. Last time, your head was broken by the village chief's son Huzi, and you were in a coma for a whole year." The young Meier's tone was mixed with hatred that iron cannot be transformed into steel.

smell.

"Being beaten by a tiger? He was in a coma for a whole year?" Ye Fan clearly remembered that he was disintegrated physically and mentally due to the self-destruction of his Nascent Soul.

"Humph, if grandpa hadn't prepared the medicine for you, you might have been unconscious for a long time."
To be continued...