Ungodly Evil Spirit

Being carried by Ye Batian, Ye Fan flew straight in the sky for three days, and the pain on his body was relieved.

At this moment, I don't know what Ye Batian's strength is. After flying for three days, he is not in a hurry, or breathing heavily.

What the two came to was a lone mountain, and on the top of this lone mountain, there was an abrupt pavilion.

"Old man Huang, come out soon, it's time to fulfill his words!"

As soon as Ye Batian arrived, he yelled at the pavilion, and while the beard trembled, the voice turned into sound waves and spread far away.

"Swish..."

In a short while, an old man in a gorgeous yellow robe gradually appeared in front of the two. He appeared suddenly from the inside of the pavilion. Even Ye Fan's spiritual power could not figure out where he came from.

"Old man Ye, are you really in such a hurry? Don't forget, you are still short of the deadline for my request!"

The old man in yellow had impatience on his face, as if he came out in a hurry.

"Ten years of friendship, how can it be calculated? Next time I will replenish you all at once. Now I will fulfill my promise and teach that technique to my grandson!"

The conversation between Ye Batian and the two seemed very familiar, and they couldn't wait to say at this moment.

"What's your name?"

The old man in yellow seemed to have nothing to do with Ye Batian, and finally looked at Ye Fan and asked faintly.

Ye Fan looked at the old man in yellow at the moment, and the moment he met him, he felt the supreme majesty.

The majesty of the old man made Ye Fan want to kneel to the ground invisibly, bowing his head and claiming a courtier.

This scene made Ye Fan startled. With his spiritual power at the moment, he would still have such a feeling, only the horror of the old man.

"My name is Ye Fan, I was originally a disciple of the Shenxuan of the Lingxiao Palace!"

Ye Fan said honestly, because in front of the yellow-clothed old man, he felt that he couldn't tell lies at all.

"Interesting, really interesting, it turns out that you are the Ye Fan who killed the Xianshan disciple and then chose to run away!"

The yellow-clothed old man seemed to have heard of Ye Fan's name, and laughed to himself.

"Uh, it's the junior!"

Looking at the appearance of the yellow-clothed old man, Ye Fan was a little speechless, but he didn't dare to say much.

"Hey, I said old man Huang, you know that I don't have much time, and your time is even scarce, so you don't need ink stains, and quickly pass that technique to my grandson!"

Seeing the yellow-clothed old man laughing there, Ye Batian, who was on the side, immediately urged, for fear that the old man would not give it to him.

"Ye Fan, do you want to return to the High Heaven Palace again?"

In response to Ye Batian's urging, the yellow-clothed old man just gave him a white look, but the laughter still stopped and began to question Ye Fan.

"Naturally, I thought, but you have seen it too, Senior Highness, now that everyone in the palace thinks that I have killed the disciple of Xianshan, it is too late to put me to death!"

Ye Fan responded bitterly.

In fact, this time he was planning to stay here for a while, anyway, there was nowhere to go for the time being.

"Hehe, because you are the grandson of the old man Ye, I'll give you a reminder. If you plan to restore your identity, you can go to the Ye family in the imperial city to see, maybe you will find something!" The yellow-clothed old man said somewhat mysteriously.

"Imperial City Ye Family!"

Hearing this, Ye Fan suddenly halted in his heart, and kept the words firmly in his heart.

The senior in front of him, who is not sure how strong he is, should not be able to deceive him as a junior.

"Okay, your grandpa is already in a hurry, so let me give you something first. How much you can understand depends on your own good fortune!"

The yellow-clothed elder said something to himself, without waiting for Ye Fan's response, he pointed it out to Ye Fan.

"call out……"

A light golden gleam shot out, directly submerged in Ye Fan's mind, and caused him to faint directly.

Ye Batian stepped forward to support Ye Fan at the right time, and the old eyes were full of love.

"Old man Ye, your grandson is fundamentally surprised, and there are many powers in your body. He is indeed a talented person. It is a pity that his position is too sensitive, and his front end is on the cusp, but there is no help behind him!" The yellow-clothed old man sighed lightly. In a word, there is no longer the appearance of the previous joke.

"Ugh……"

Ye Batian sighed first, and then said with a serious face: "How can you become a dragon among people without experiencing hardship? In my opinion, he is much stronger than Ye Tianchen, and one day he will even surpass your choice. The few people that I decided!"

"Haha, then I will wait and see, if he can really reach that point, I will give him a special case for free!"

The old man in yellow finally laughed and disappeared into the pavilion. At first glance, it seemed that he had never appeared before.

But Ye Batian hugged Ye Fan's body horizontally and took him back into the deep sky gloom.

This lying was seven days. When Ye Fan woke up, he found himself still under the huge willow tree with many colorful fruits lying beside him.

Ye Batian, who looked like a savage, walked over at the right time and asked with a smile: "Xiao Fan, how does your body feel? How do you understand the technique?"

After Ye Batian reminded him, Ye Fan just thought of the previous exercise.

The young man looked at himself and found that in the front part of the empty sacred lotus in the dantian, a group of purple light was circling slightly, as if it was absorbing the aura of heaven and earth spontaneously.

Although the light source of this purple awn and Tu Dao Dan are the same, the charm is completely different. The purple awn carries an overbearing and supreme aura, as if watching the world.

"Grandpa, who was the previous senior? What kind of exercise is this?"

With the doubts in his heart, Ye Fan asked Ye Batian on the side.

These were all brought to him by Ye Batian, and naturally only Ye Batian could explain it.

"The identity of the previous person is extraordinary. You will know it soon. As for the power of this technique, don't let others know about it, otherwise it will cause turbulence in the imperial city. At the same time, this power can make you understand more quickly. The second phantom fist!" Ye Batian didn't reveal anything, but specifically ordered.

The yellow-clothed old man has too many things related to this mysterious technique, the less Ye Fan knows, the better.

"Grandpa, don't worry, I will not disclose it to the outside world!" Ye Fan nodded heavily. In fact, the scene seven days ago was like a dream for him. There was always a trace of unreal feeling, and his body was growing. The purple light group also appeared very abrupt.

"Well, that's good. In short, you only need to remember that Grandpa won't hurt you, and the future of the Ye Family needs you to support it!"

Ye Batian nodded in satisfaction, and at the same time, after calculating the time, the next moment he directly proposed: "Xiao Fan, you have been with me for some time. Just follow the old man Huang's words. He never deceives others. !"