Chapter 2211

Before returning to the sect, Ye Feiran and his party all changed the jade tokens of communication into fairy jade, and then exchanged information with each other. The group of elders began to give instructions again. "If anything happens in the future, you can call us." "We also have to work hard to improve our cultivation. We don't have much time to spend with you." "I also need to take on tasks to earn points and spiritual stones, so that I can practice smoothly." Right now, for Lei Lei, improving his cultivation is the top priority. If it weren't for Ye Feiran and the others coming, they would probably have been busy as soon as they returned to the sect. Ye Feixuan said at the right time, "I plan to take a break, so I will stay with them during this time." After hearing this, everyone felt relieved. "Thank you for your hard work, Xuan!" After returning to the sect, everyone was ready to say goodbye. Ye Long and Zong Zheng Yunyin reluctantly pulled Ye Feiran. "Mom and dad!" Ye Feiran shouted sweetly. "Ran'er, my parents will go out to do a mission tomorrow. You should be careful by yourself. If anything happens, you can report it to your parents." Zong Zheng Yunyin warned. Then, Ye Long gave Ye Feiran a Nai Ring, "This is what your grandfather gave you. Use it when you need it, don't save anything." As a seventh-grade alchemist, Ye Feiran felt that she would not be short of spiritual stones, but she would not refuse the elders' wishes. "Thank you, Grandpa." Zong Zhengsen waved his hand, it was just some spiritual stones, nothing compared to the development of a child. Next, Ye Feiran explained the situation of the Zongzheng family and the Canglan Ye family in detail. After Ye Yuheng and the others listened, they felt a lot more at ease, but their desire to improve their cultivation became even stronger. Otherwise, if more descendants ascend and they are unable to protect them, they will be so sorry to their ancestors! "Go back, I hope you all have good news after coming out of Thousand Fantasy Tower!" After they separated, Ye Feiran and his party returned to the cave and lay down to rest. Ye Feixuan also went back to Wangyue Peak. When Wang Zezhi saw Ye Feixuan, he immediately said, "Axuan, remember to stay with Ye Feilan every step of the way this month, and don't let her be abducted by others." Hearing this, Ye Feixuan frowned and reminded, "Master, A Ran will not only practice swordsmanship." Wang Zezhi waved his hand, "Weishi knows that Weishi just hopes that the first master she worships in Xuantian Immortal Sect is Weishi." The corner of Ye Feixuan's mouth twitched slightly, and then she was speechless for a while, "Disciple knows." After saying that, she turned around and went back to find Ye Feiran. The next day, the new disciple decided to go home after much consideration, planning to relax when he returned to his hometown. After all, he was quite nervous after three years in the Monster Kiln. Ye Feiran and his party went back and forth between the sect and Xuantian City every day, and they couldn't wait to start earning spiritual stones. When Ke Duzhong noticed their situation, he suddenly looked helpless. This is also the situation of most cultivators who ascend from the lower realm, and it can be seen from this that the cultivation resources in the lower realm are really not very good. However, this also proves their talent from the side. Ke Duzhong has always been generous to disciples with extraordinary talents, so he had several ideas in his mind in a short time. He immediately sent a message to Wang Zezhi, and Wang Zezhi immediately sent a message to Ye Feixuan. "Axuan, come back to Wangyue Peak." Ye Feixuan: "???" Shouldn't she be asked to stay with A Ran every step of the way? Why did you suddenly ask her to go back again? Ye Feiran noticed the change in her expression, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong?" Ye Feixuan shook her head gently, "It's nothing, I just feel that Master has been acting weird lately." Before Ye Feiran could speak, she continued, "Aran, wait for me here. I'll go back to Wangyue Peak first." Ye Feiran nodded, "Okay!" Moon Peak. When Wang Zezhi saw Ye Feixuan, he immediately asked, "Axuan, do you know about the ghost market in the fairy world?" "I don't know." Ye Feixuan looked at Wang Zezhi with confusion. Since she ascended to the immortal world and became a disciple of Wang Zezhi, she has either practiced swordsmanship or practiced swordsmanship, and has not had a good understanding of the immortal world at all. After all, as the only direct disciple of the First Sword Immortal Wang Zezhi, she has no worries about training resources. Wang Zezhi looked at Ye Feixuan for a while and then said, "The sect leader just sent me a message asking you to take Ye Feiran to the ghost market." Ye Feixuan was stunned for a moment, but understood the next moment. Sect leader Ke Duzhong must have known about Aran and the others' efforts to earn spiritual stones in Xuantian City during this period. However, the Ghost Market... is indeed a good place. "Then please Master, tell me about the situation in the ghost market." When Wang Zezhi introduced the ghost market, Ye Feixuan immediately turned around and left without mercy. Wang Zezhi: "..." Alas, I hope Ye Feiran doesn't have such a character. Ye Feixuan told Ye Feiran about the ghost market, and Ye Feiran's eyes suddenly lit up, "Is there a ghost market in the fairy world?" In the spirit beast bag, Black Rose Spirit also became interested. As one of the owners of the ghost market in Senluo Continent, she naturally knew that her ghost market had nothing to do with the fairy world. But before leaving, she discussed with Ye Feiran and handed over the ghost market directly to Ye Jiayan and Ye Shiyue. As for who to hand over to Ye Jiayan and Ye Shiyue before they ascend to the immortal world, it will be up to them. Ye Feixuan nodded, "Yeah, but I've never been there." Ye Feixuan glanced at the sky and said, "It doesn't matter, we will set off when night falls." The ghost market in Fairyland opens at night and closes during the day, probably to keep the ghost market mysterious. Ye Feiran did not tell her friends immediately, but planned to explore the way with Ye Feixuan first. Soon, Ye Mu arrived. Ye Feixuan and Ye Feiran both dressed up in disguise and put on earrings. Then, from the appearance point of view, they are two men. In addition, they did not forget to wear masks. As soon as I entered the ghost market, I saw that they were all people wearing masks, which was very mysterious. That night, the two sisters didn't buy anything. They just visited the ghost market and learned about the situation. When the sky turns fish-belly white, everyone will consciously leave the ghost market, otherwise they will be expelled and die in disgrace. After returning, Ye Feiran told his friends about the ghost market. In the evening, they all went to the ghost market, and then they were no longer anxious to earn spiritual stones. Ahem... When the spiritual stones on their bodies are almost exhausted, they can just go to the ghost market. The treasures they carry are quite valuable anyway. There are still ten days left in one month, and Ye Feiran and his party plan to relax. Therefore, when Ke Duzhong was curious about what they were doing, he saw a group of them eating, drinking and having fun. Ke Duzhong: "???" What's happening here? Didn't he secretly tell them that it was easier to earn spiritual stones in the ghost market? However, thinking that they really needed some time to relax after staying in the Monster Kiln for three years, they decided not to look at it. Ahem... Eating, drinking and having fun properly is definitely not a sign of being unwilling to make progress!

March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.