Chapter 483 The Immortal Changshan

Of course, Ye Feng didn't pay any attention to what happened to Zhang Yang from the Corpse Exorcism Sect. He quickly left Yanjing Xishan Square, ready to go home and make elixir to heal Zhao Yiyi and Ling Chen's injuries.

He has less than 30 years of cultivation, and he still can't use the Xingdan Jue of the Star Grave Sect, but alchemy is not as technical as refining weapons, so it is enough to ask Long Wan'er, who has cultivated for 33 years, to help.

This time, Zisha, combined with He Lidi Xingsha, not only can restore Zhao Yibei to normal, but also allow him to directly improve his cultivation for eight years, and his strength has greatly increased!

For Ye Feng himself, coming to the trade fair is not without gain. At least knowing the Tang family's attitude towards him is good news. In addition, the female ghost hiding in Zhang Yang's body seems to have some strength. I don't know if Zhang Xinyun is in control or not.

Now that Zhang Xinyun's cultivation has improved, the number of souls he can control has increased. For innate ghosts, it takes more than five years of cultivation to control a soul, and the stronger the soul, the more it takes up.

Previously, the soul of the demon lord Huoyun had taken up Zhang Xinyun's cultivation in the early ten years, and now he just happened to be able to control a soul.

Of course, we have to go back and talk about this matter, and it is impossible for Ye Feng to stop and interrogate that female ghost on the road now.

By the time I returned to Qingfengheyuan, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening. When he arrived at the entrance of the villa, he suddenly discovered that there were guests in the lobby of Ye Wentian's villa next door, two of whom were acquaintances.

People from the True Sword Sect?

There were three people in total, the lead was an old man with white hair sitting on the sofa, facing Ye Wentian, talking and laughing happily. The other two were Xiao Fengzi and Ren Jie whom Ye Feng saw last time in Xishan. These two elders were standing behind the white-haired old man with respectful expressions.

Ye Feng thought about it, and walked to the door of Ye Wentian's villa hall, and knocked on the door.

"come in."

Ye Wentian's voice came out, and then Ye Feng pushed open the door and walked in. The handsome figure in a black shirt immediately attracted the attention of the three people in the field.

"This is little brother Ye? Sure enough, he was born with a good-looking talent."

When the white-haired old man headed by Zizhen Sword Sect saw Ye Feng, his eyes lit up and he immediately praised him endlessly.

"Little bastard, this is Master Changshan, the head of the Zizhen Sword Sect. He was the one who made the decision back then and helped your grandfather and your mother."

Ye Wentian got up and introduced the white-haired old man to Ye Feng.

"I have seen real seniors."

Ye Feng nodded when he heard the words, and with his divine sense, he immediately knew that this real person Changshan had a cultivation base of one hundred and ten years. Peak combat power, it is more than enough to aspire to one of the top ten schools in the martial arts, but it is a pity that the disciples of the Zizhenjian sect seem to be not very strong.

Both Xiao Fengzi and Ren Jie are the Second Elder and Third Elder of the Zizhenjian Sect, and both have only over 70 years of cultivation, so it can be seen that the rest of the Zizhenjian Sect's disciples must not be very good.

Seeing Ye Feng being so polite, Daoist Chang Shan was even more satisfied: "Brother Ye is not bad, he is much more sensible than my disciple Hua Yeqing, that kid is disobedient all day long, and the school is not stable at all."

"..."

Ye Feng wondered, why did this old man suddenly compare him with that Hua Yeqing?

"Hehe, that's not right."

Ye Wentian heard the words, he chuckled: "Hua Yeqing of your school is the leader of the younger generation in Jianghu, how can I, the dog grandson, compare with it?"

As soon as these words came out, Master Chang Shan was also a little flustered. After all, what Ye Wentian admired was his disciple, and he was also the most beautiful man in the world today, and the number one person of the younger generation after the death of Tai Chi Hall.

Hearing the two old men flatter each other, Ye Feng felt even more bored.

He, Xiao Fengzi, and Ren Jie looked at each other, and found that they were sizing up suspiciously, and couldn't help laughing secretly. These two guys hunted down the Huayunzong people in Xishan last time, and now they must know that the three Huayunzong people have never appeared again, right?

In this way, it is very possible to guess that those Yuehua Stones were taken away by Ye Feng.

But Ye Feng wasn't afraid, anyway, he was the one who took care of Hua Yunzong's problem, and he left a Moonlight Stone for the other party, which is considered pretty good.

He swept his consciousness around, and when he saw the situation in his own villa next door, his expression changed slightly, thinking that it would be better to go back quickly, and ask the matter here earlier.

"Grandpa, so we will go to the cave of Xixuan Mountain with Senior Daoist for the martial arts conference one day later?"

Ye Feng glanced at Ye Wentian and asked a question.

"That's right. Besides, your grandfather and mother have already come to Yanjing. For safety's sake, they will go with us."

As Ye Wentian said, he wondered in his heart whether he was worried about Tang Qingling's safety, or that Tang Xuefeng had come alone. After all, Tang Xuefeng had cultivated for a hundred years and had outstanding combat prowess. Leave it alone, you can only take it with you.

"Little brat, remember it for me."

Ye Wentian reminded: "If your mother doesn't recognize you, don't act rashly, understand?"

"Um……"

Ye Feng nodded, he was a little curious, what does his mother Tang Qingling look like?

"I believe little brother Ye has a sense of propriety."

Master Chang Shan looked at Ye Feng kindly, and smiled: "By the way, Hua Yeqing took Chi Xueling to the next door. Brother Ye, young people get along better with young people, you go to meet him?"

"In that case, the junior will take his leave first."

Ye Feng bowed, glanced at the four old men in the hall, and finally turned and left the villa hall.

He just wanted to go back quickly because his spiritual sense had swept into the hall of the villa next door, and the most handsome Huayeqing in the universe was leading the majestic snow wolf Chi Xueling to the hall of his villa.

Fuck, there are a lot of beauties in his villa, and that kid ran over without saying a word, it's crazy! And the strange thing is that Ye Wentian didn't stop it!

Ye Feng didn't regard them all in the villa as his own, but when he saw Su Menghan and Long Wan'er were suddenly attracted by the cuteness of that Chi Xueling, jealousy surged in his heart.

Even though it's unreasonable to be jealous of a beast, Ye Feng is still displeased that a man brought a beast into his territory.

Especially when that man is obviously several grades more handsome than him.

He ran back to the door of the villa in a hurry, coughed, and was about to knock on the door. The door of the villa hall was already opened, and it was Long Wan'er with a playful face.

The detection range of her current consciousness has reached 330 meters, she sensed Ye Feng's return as a matter of course, and immediately ran to open the door for him.

"How is it going?"

The fragrant and delicate body of the eldest lady of the Long family leaned over at once, and slipped into his arms like an elf.