Seeing the Black Prison intercepting people in front of them, and then pursued soldiers in Tianyuan Palace, Ye Fei couldn't help but look down, and the yin and yang in his body were circulating. A gold and silver sword-shaped light blade about a meter long appeared in his palm.

Immediately afterwards, a black sword appeared in his hand, and the magic power in his body was ready to be poured into the black sword at any time.

Two white winds flashed behind Ye Fei, and with a puff, a ball of blood spurted out, and the escape light instantly turned into a blood-red color. After a few flashes, it dissipated with a bang.

Ye Fei's figure disappeared and he left the Black Prison behind, but the distance was not far. The effort between a few breaths was enough to catch up with Ye Fei at this moment.

His face turned pale and looked back, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. The people in the Black Prison seemed to have not noticed Ye Fei, and did not pursue him. They just waited there.

Ye Fei didn't dare to think too much, and his face was pale and swallowed a few pills that restored his magic power. He urged Ling Tian Shenyi with all his strength and fled to the distance.

After half a stick of incense, Ye Fei suddenly stopped his figure with a conspicuous look. He turned around and looked at it with some confusion, and narrowed his eyes and began to think about it.

He clearly sensed that the people in the Black Prison at this moment intercepted the people from Tianyuan Palace and fought with each other.

After a little thought, Ye Fei released a green flying boat and sat cross-legged in the cabin. The light on the surface of the green flying boat flashed and rushed out of Yuzhou.

Half a year later, Ye Fei completely rushed out of Yuzhou and left the Yuan Empire. He had never seen anyone chase him. But Ye Fei did not dare to pause at all.

Seven or eight months later, at the intersection of the Great Yuan Empire and the Southern Region Kingdom, a blue flying boat soared into the sky from the foot of the mountain, and after another circled, it was flying in a certain direction.

Ye Fei sat in the cabin until now, and she felt relieved. Her pale face improved a little, and her breath recovered a little.

"It seems that the conflict between the Black Prison and the Tianyuan Palace broke out." Ye Fei murmured. It seemed that the Black Prison did not pursue him. Then Jiang Heng should have revoked the pursuit order, but the ban planted by Jiang Heng was unable to be unlocked.

Since the Black Prison appeared, it has been almost endless. Ye Fei didn't even take a breath. Later, he joined the Tianyuan Palace and was in danger several times.

When he thought of Jiang Heng, Ye Fei narrowed his eyes, raised his lips and smiled, and flipped his hand. A note appeared in his palm.

This thing is the secret method of Li Shen shaping the body.

"It's worthy of being an old monster who has lived for thousands of years. He actually has such a secret technique in his hand, hehe." Ye Fei's eyes flashed with excitement, and then his mind moved. He realized it.

Hei Ling stayed obediently in the original place, sitting cross-legged on the black sword without saying a word. From time to time, he looked around, obviously feeling a little depressed.

...

Three years later, Linzhou, the southern country!

Linzhou is close to the edge of the Southern Region Kingdom and is adjacent to Xuanzhou. Although it is not large in area, the scene in each city is still prosperous. One of the cities, "Panshe City", is quite famous in Lincheng.

Panshe City is an old city. I don’t know when it was established. The entire city was slender and climbed onto the ground like a winding giant python.

There were about four or five tables on the second floor of a tavern in the city. Some monks in the elixir stage sat upright and leisurely savored the spirit wine, as if they were talking about something.

Near a wooden table near the window, three monks sat around, one of whom was an old man in red robe, the other was a big man in silver armor, and the last one was a young man in white.

The three of them didn't know what they were talking about. After they met and smiled, they raised their glasses and drank them together, and then put down their glasses.

At this time, the old man in red robe spoke, "Fellow Daoist Gan Ming, Fellow Daoist Ye, you two have a lot of life span, and you have reached the late stage of Condensation Pill. I believe that there should be no problem in advancing to the Great Perfection.

If there is enough opportunity in the future, even if you advance to the realm of infant transformation, there will be no chance, hehe." After saying that, the old man glanced at the silver-armored man and the white-clothed man.

Hearing this, the man with silver armor shook his head and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, you have at least more than a hundred years of life left. Why are you so pessimistic? Besides, you have reached the peak of the middle stage of the elixir and can advance to the late stage at any time.

By then, the life span will increase by at least a hundred years. Two hundred years of life span will be enough for fellow Taoists to find opportunities, hehe." After saying that, the silver-armored man raised his head and drank a glass of spiritual wine.

The old man in red robe shook his head and said, "Oh, I can't do it anymore. I'm afraid of things since I entered the immortal gate. I never dared to participate in any dangerous things, so I just want to be safe.

As a result, some of the friends who practiced together had already surpassed the old man. It was not that the qualifications were better than the old man, but that their opportunities were really good, haha."

The young man in white smiled slightly and shook his head and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, opportunities will not be presented to you for no reason. All opportunities and crises coexist.

You only seek stability and ignore foreign affairs. You are not 100% sure and never participate in the actions of some casual cultivators. If this continues, where will the opportunity come from?

Just relying on meditation and practicing, or occasionally shopping in the shop, I am afraid that even if there are good treasures, fellow Taoists will not be able to buy so many spirit stones."

The silver-armored man suddenly laughed and said, "Fellow Daoist Ye Fei is right, Fellow Daoist Zhou, you are too cautious, everything has pros and cons.

There were more people who practiced with you than you, and how many people died on the road to pursuing opportunities? Although you did not make much progress in your cultivation, you saved your life. This is your choice."

After a pause, the silver-armored man looked at the young man in white with a smile, shook his head and said, "But Fellow Daoist Ye was a little surprised. The evaluation of our old friends to Fellow Daoist Ye was almost the same as that of Mr. Zhou.

They only want to be safe, they will not participate in ordinary things, nor will they offend anyone for any treasure resources. They seem to be just as they are at ease.

But with this mentality, Fellow Daoist Ye was able to cultivate to the late stage of the elixir, and when he was less than 100 years old, he was a little surprised."

The young man in white smiled slightly. This person was Ye Fei who came here half a year ago.

The old man with red robe had a gleam in his eyes and he smiled and said, "How do you know that Fellow Daoist Ye is really a stable person? We have only been in contact for less than a year. Maybe, we have done some sensational things before, but we just don't understand them. Hehe."

"Yes, it seems that Fellow Daoist Ye wants to keep a low profile now. Haha, come on, let's do it!" After the silver armored man finished speaking, he raised his wine glass and the three of them drank it all in one go.

Ye Fei and the other two drank for half a day before they left and returned to their residences.

In a quiet room in an inn, Ye Fei sat on the head of the bed, looking into the distance with her eyes dazzled, as if she was thinking about something.

The old man in red robe and the big man in silver armor were met by Ye Fei when he first came to Panshe City. They had good personalities, especially the old man Zhou Tong, who was extremely kind in character, while Gan Ming was a cheerful man.

When he first came to Panshe City, Ye Fei acted in a low-key manner and never participated in some of the actions of casual cultivators. Even if he encountered any materials in the shop and argued with others, Ye Fei always smiled.

It is safe to fight with the world in this way. After staying in the Yuan Empire for thirty or forty years, Ye Fei also deeply understood that the road to scattered cultivators is indeed difficult, and there is no support from the sect forces behind them. If you want to gain some resources, you will undoubtedly offend someone.

I remember when I was in Lingshan Sect, I could still shock others with my reputation as Lingshan Sect. However, when I was in Yuzhou, I was a casual cultivator, but I was suppressed by the people from the Black Prison and Tianyuan Palace very miserably.

However, although this kind of life is stable, Ye Fei thought deeply over time, worried that he would not make much progress in his cultivation as the old man Zhou Tong at the age of hundreds.

Some of my opportunities were not obtained by escaping death. If I continued like this, I would probably live my whole life. If I had been just like Mr. Zhou, I would have been in my 90s and I would not have the current strength and cultivation.

"An opportunity and crisis coexist. If you have no background to rely on, you can only achieve great achievements by seeking opportunities in the crisis and striving against the will of heaven!" After Ye Fei finished speaking, his eyes flashed, then he flipped his hand and a note appeared in his palm. (This chapter ended)
Chapter completed!