We parted ways after drinking, and in a blink of an eye it was more than a month later.
In early summer, the weather gradually became a little hot and dry, and there was only a slight cool breeze at night.
This was supposed to be the best time to talk and drink at night, but the young man in black never showed up again. Yi Feng also left the Holy Palace where he was temporarily staying, participated in the selection as promised, and set off for the Snow Moon Holy Land.
as I thought.
He successfully became the contemporary Holy Son, which made the entire Nanli Kingdom excited.
From the top of the sect to the ordinary people, everyone thought that Yi Feng was going to soar into the sky, and they were planning to get the chance with Yi Feng's blessing. The whole country was immersed in the dream of one person attaining enlightenment and ascending to heaven.
However.
In the distant Xueyue Holy Land, Yi Feng encountered unprecedented changes!
When he arrived at Xueyue Holy Land.
In front of the Holy Land Palace, the elder deacon looked at it for a few times, then suddenly lowered his eyes and sneered.
"Is this the holy son Yi Feng dedicated by Nanli Kingdom? It seems that he has broken through to the realm of the divine palace. He has some qualifications and is barely qualified to become a cauldron for adults to practice."
As soon as he finished speaking, the people in the Holy Land who accompanied Yi Feng also showed fierce faces.
"What the elder said is absolutely true. This person is indeed quite talented. It can be said that he is a genius that is rarely seen in Nanli Kingdom for a hundred years. Even the Holy Lord will be of some use!"
"Indeed, he is much better than the trash presented by Nanli Kingdom before."
"Elder Mingjian, we have worked very hard on this trip, and it was not easy to pick up this child. I hope you can speak kindly in front of the Holy Lord."
Several people had flattering looks on their faces and secretly delivered treasures to the old man in front of the Holy Palace. Their eyes were full of flattery.
Listen to the other person's words clearly, and then see that demeanor.
Yi Feng's eyes darkened, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
"Cauldron?!"
"Is this the reason why your Xueyue Holy Palace recruits the Holy Son? All the geniuses recommended by various countries in the past have been used by you!"
Listening to Yi Feng's angry questioning, everyone in the Holy Palace burst into laughter.
"Hahaha……"
"Genius? Are you monks from a small country worthy of such a reputation?"
"You mediocre people, it's a great honor to be qualified to become the master's cauldron, so just take it easy!"
"This has been the case for hundreds of years. No one has ever been able to escape. This is your fate!"
Seeing the disdainful laughter of several people, Yi Feng's heart suddenly felt as cold as ice.
He had never thought of relying on Xueyue Holy Palace, nor did he take the so-called status of the Holy Son seriously. He came here just to broaden his horizons and reach a higher level.
To reach this point in this life, I only relied on my own hard work!
But Yi Feng never expected that the legendary holy land would actually use the geniuses of various countries as a cauldron. Under the surface of sanctity, there was actually a hidden evil deed of devouring the cultivation of others!
It’s really gold and jade on the outside, but failure on the inside!
Holy place?
This title is simply ridiculous!
The so-called Snow Moon Holy Land is nothing more than a place of filth and evil, a filthy place with an empty name!
Yi Feng's anger rose, but he also knew that he might not be able to defeat him.
He immediately used his body skills to fly away. Everyone present did not expect him to be so bold and determined. Some people subconsciously wanted to stop him, but were injured by the terrifying sword energy!
Just a few breaths of time.
Yi Feng was already flying away with his sword, causing everyone around him to shout in shock.
The deacons and elders of Xueyue Holy Land were also furious and kept roaring!
"Asshole!"
"This guy dared to run away on the spot. How brave he is!"
Seeing the sword energy ravine in front of the Holy Palace gate, the elders had a look of fear in their eyes.
"I didn't expect that he had such a level of swordsmanship and he escaped in a moment of carelessness! If he were to escape back to Nanli Country and talk nonsense, it would definitely damage the reputation of this Holy Land, and it would definitely be a disaster if he grows up in the future!"
"No matter what, this child must not be kept!"
As the elder spoke out in anger, the surrounding Holy Land disciples were about to chase and kill him.
On the occasion of departure.
The elder rolled his eyes and ordered again in a deep voice!
"You guys, hurry up and chase him. This guy has extraordinary attainments in swordsmanship. You must not hold back at all. You must go all out when you attack!"
"Later, I will spread the name of the Holy Land to the sects in various places, saying that Yi Feng, as the holy son of my sect, does not want to serve the sect, but dares to steal the treasures of my Holy Land and abscond. This is really a heinous crime!"
"In this case, even if you are lucky enough to escape back to Nanli Country, you will have no place to stay. All the major sects will definitely send people to hunt you down, and you are destined to die!"
Hearing the sound, everyone around looked at him and bowed in reverence.
"The elder is wise!"
"In this way, Yi Feng will not be able to escape with his wings, and the reputation of my Holy Land will never be tarnished. This trick kills two birds with one stone. It's so clever!"
Several people were constantly flattering each other, and the elder was quite helpful, but considering Yi Feng's decisiveness and courage, he still didn't dare to be too confident.
In a flash, he waved his order with a sneer in his eyes.
"Go quickly! We must not let this child live!"
Dozens of Holy Land disciples bowed in response and flew away one after another.
It's still dark.
Yi Feng was hunted and fled, and at the same time, the name of traitor spread throughout the major sects.
After traveling thousands of miles in one night, he returned to Nanli Country with difficulty, and the soldiers from the Holy Land were still chasing after him. Even if Yi Feng was not afraid of the coming people, he knew that he could not stop fighting, so he could only escape all the way south.
That night, all the major sects received the news from the Xueyue Holy Land, and shock swept through the entire Nanli Kingdom. Not long ago, Yi Feng, who was expected by everyone, suddenly became a traitor to the Holy Land. This huge change shocked countless people.
Astonished.
Although many people knew about Yifeng's temperament and secretly believed that his character was hidden deep in merit and fame, he was definitely not a treasure thief and a traitor. Many monks even questioned the sects and spoke out, but the senior officials of the major sects were very treacherous.
I have already secretly weighed the gains and losses in my heart and calculated all the pros and cons clearly.
Which one is more important, Yi Feng or the Holy Land?
The answer is obvious.
Regardless of whether it is true or not, as long as it is a message from the Holy Land, then just act in accordance with the Holy Land's orders. Even if Yi Feng is killed by mistake, you must not offend Xueyue Holy Land!
As long as we can capture Yi Feng and win the favor of the Holy Land, it doesn't matter even if a lot of the resources we spent in the past are wasted.
There is never any absolute morality in this world, only interests are the eternal truth!
This is the cold reality.
Almost at the same time, all the major sects sent their elites to hunt down Yi Feng. Before it was fully lighted, the entire Nanli Kingdom was involved in a bloody storm!
As the sky gets brighter, various sects come from all directions, and the chasing team becomes stronger and stronger. It seems that they are not chasing Yi Feng alone, but thousands of evil demons!
At daybreak.
Yi Feng has been forced to the edge of Soul-Desolating Cliff. Behind him are nearly ten thousand monks. In front of him is an abyss. Even the opposite cliff is crowded with familiar faces from various sects.
He has one man and one sword, and even though he has the highest level of cultivation in the contemporary Nanli Kingdom, his ability to survive to this moment is already at his limit. His whole body has long been stained with blood, and he is breathing heavily.
Along the way of escaping, Yi Feng killed countless people who were fighting for their lives, including heroes from the sect who had competed with each other, and swordsmen of the same generation whom they had only met once.
He couldn't understand why these people had no enmity against him and why they had to fight for their lives?
In desperate situation.
In order to protect himself, he had no time to think too much. No matter whether he knew each other or not, he was the soul of a dead man under the sword, and he had already killed him with red eyes!
The journey of thousands of miles south is full of blood!
At this moment, even though Yi Feng had lost most of his cultivation and no longer had the leisurely charm of the past, the blood-clothed long sword lying in front of him was even more murderous.
In an instant, even if there were nearly 10,000 monks present, no one dared to step forward without permission!
Everyone looked fearful, staring closely at Ya's blood-clothed figure.
It wasn't until they saw sweat oozing out of Yi Feng's forehead that anyone dared to speak in a deep voice.
"Fellow Taoists! Yi Feng is at the end of his strength. No matter how good he is, as long as we attack together, we will surely kill this evil thief!"
As soon as he spoke these words, others immediately echoed him.
"That's right! No matter how strong he is, how can he be compared to so many of our fellow Taoists!"
"Two fists can't defeat four hands, and he can't escape even if he has wings!"
"No matter how famous he was back then, he is now the target of public criticism. Fellow Taoists, there is no need to be afraid!"
"Kill the traitors today!"
"Kill the traitors today!"
…
A group of people became more and more excited and shouted righteous words.
Even though he didn't understand why it aroused public outrage, some of the voices sounded extremely familiar to Yi Feng.
Looking back quietly, I saw that the person who was shouting was panicked and did not dare to shout anymore.
After seeing the man clearly, Yi Feng was also stunned on the spot.
"Junior brother? You guys?!"
did not expect.
In the desperate situation, the one who was most excited about shouting and killing was his former fellow disciple. He had not returned to the sect to visit him for many days, and when he saw him again, he was already a mortal enemy.
What an irony.
In a bitter and angry moment, Yi Feng stared at everyone, gritted his teeth and asked!