Chapter 1845 Seven Star Distraction Technique

"What's this?"

Looking at the wisps of wonderful energy, pulled out of the ground by the iron barrel of colorful light, and continuously flowing into Feng Yi's body, Ye Yun raised his brows and showed a look of interest on his face.

He took two steps forward, stood outside the iron barrel of colorful light, stretched out his hand and pulled out a ray.

"This...could it be the power of luck?"

Ye Yun observed for a moment, and suddenly a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Feng Yi is extracting luck.

In other words, this star not only drained Feng Yi's vitality, but also drained the luck of the ninth-grade sword sect.

When Ye Yun was surprised, he suddenly discovered that Feng Yi's storage ring was shining with light, and a jade slip flew out, disappeared into Feng Yi's body.

This jade slip is exactly the sword technique of death provided to Feng Yi by Ye Yun.

"As expected, the power behind the scenes not only collects vitality and luck, but also martial arts..."

Ye Yun nodded, two cold gleams flashed in his eyes.

Fortunately, he did some tricks, and the Death Sword provided was not a complete version, but slightly incomplete.

"Master, the manipulator behind this star is extraordinary..."

Doutian Immortal Ape said in a deep voice.

"It's really unusual."

Ye Yun nodded, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes, and he smiled coldly: "Haha, I want to see who is playing tricks behind his back!"

After finishing speaking, Ye Yun held a nine-yuan ten thousand broken needle and clicked on the colorful iron barrel. A small hole appeared on the barrel.

His soul was wrapped in the Nine Yuan Ten Thousand Broken Needle, turned into a ray of light, and quietly entered Feng Yi's body.

After the star entered Feng Yi's body, it finally stayed at her Shenque point.

The stars bloomed with endless light, forming the shape of a vortex, slowly rotating, constantly absorbing the power of vitality and luck.

With a thought from Ye Yun, the piece of sky-covering cloth flew over Feng Yi's head, blocking Xingchen's escape path.

Buzz!

Xingchen suddenly trembled, as if he realized that someone had invaded Feng Yi's body.

"Found?"

Ye Yun sneered, and the Nine Yuan Ten Thousand Broken Needle flew out of his hand and stabbed the star fiercely.

The stars suddenly dimmed, and the original whirlpool of light disappeared.

"Who actually broke my seven-star distraction technique?"

Within this star, a woman's exclamation suddenly came out.

Seven-star distraction technique?

As soon as he heard this name, Ye Yun instinctively thought of Long Xiao.

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and Ye Yun couldn't help but asked loudly: "You are Yuan Feng!"

The reason for this speculation is not only because Feng Yi's appearance is similar to Feng Mu, but also because Yuan Feng and Long Xiao have a good personal relationship. It is most likely that Long Xiao taught Yuan Feng the seven-star divination technique.

After Ye Yun asked this question, the star fell silent and there was no more sound.

Ye Yun waited silently.

He is now 100% sure that Feng Yi is Yuan Feng's distracted body.

After saying Yuanfeng's name, Yuanfeng fell silent and did not dare to answer any more words.

I'm afraid I don't want to be exposed.

Within the first layer of heaven.

In an extremely mysterious space, a beautiful woman opened her eyes from a state of cultivation.

"This person is terrifying. He actually recognized my origin at a glance. Could he be a member of the Nine-Headed Phoenix Clan?"

The woman murmured to herself, with a look of fear in her eyes.

Her current strength is not strong and she cannot compete with the Nine-Headed Phoenix Clan. Once her flaws are revealed, it will be in danger.

"Fortunately, Long Xiao told me a long time ago that if someone sees through the seven-star distraction technique and controls the stars, they must immediately cut off all contact without any hesitation..."

The woman sighed.

She still had some hesitation just now, causing the other party to guess her identity at a glance.

However, this seven-star distraction technique is extremely magical. Even if the connection is not cut off, trying to find her with a star is like finding a needle in a haystack.

Now that she has cut off contact more decisively, it is almost impossible for the other party to find her.

"Long Xiao is really a genius, I will look up to him all my life..."

The woman smiled slightly, with a strange light shining in her eyes, and then smiled proudly: "This person would never have thought that this seven-star divination technique has a total of seven stars, distributed on seven continents!"

After the woman finished laughing, she closed her eyes again and started practicing.

Now that a star has been discarded, she still has a remedy.

The seven-star distraction technique can make her practice at least seven times faster.

…

In the main hall of the Duxiu Peak Sect Master.

After waiting for a while, Ye Yun found that the star was still very silent, and finally lost his temper.

"It seems that this Yuan Feng is also extremely cunning and has cut off all contact long ago..."

Ye Yun shook his head, with a trace of regret in his eyes.

He waved gently, and the star fell into his hand.

This star has shrunk. If it were placed in the sky, it would naturally be huge.

Today, there are still nine yuan and ten thousand broken needles inserted into the stars.

This needle destroyed the absorption power of the stars.

The loss of vitality for Feng Yi was very small.

Ye Yun's consciousness left Feng Yi's body and returned to his own body.

The piece of cloth that covered the sky quietly fell on Ye Yun's head.

Turning his hand gently, Ye Yun looked at the star.

at the same time.

Feng Yi woke up with a "嘘" sound. She touched her belly blankly, blinked continuously, and had a confused look on her face.

She clearly remembered that in July every ten years she would go into seclusion and practice, and a mysterious force would absorb her vitality.

Why did this mysterious power disappear when I was practicing just now?

Seeing Feng Yi's dull expression, Ye Yun couldn't help but smile.

This Yuan Feng was too careful and learned Long Xiao's suspicious character perfectly.

Therefore, this distracted body was completely unaware of Yuan Feng's existence. For so many years, it had been following the guidance of the underworld and spontaneously providing Yuan Feng with vitality and luck.

Ye Yun kept looking at the stars and said thoughtfully: "Since it is called the Seven-Star Divination Technique, there may be six such stars in the entire Immortal Ancient Continent..."

Ye Yun was still a little conservative in his judgment.

He also didn't expect that the seven stars actually spanned seven continents.

It can be seen from this that the formation formed by the seven-star distraction technique is huge.

Of course.

This was not because the Seven-Star Divination Technique itself was too powerful, but that Long Xiao had made a trick, but Ye Yun didn't know it.

For Ye Yun, the truth came out - it just took some time.

"It's strange. Why is this time different from previous years?"

After a while, Feng Yi finally couldn't bear it anymore. He stood up and moved his hands and feet, and found that the loss of vitality was not great.

This made her feel very happy.

It seems that the mysterious power does not require much vitality this time.

"That's great, just in time to practice the death sword provided by Ye Yun!"

Feng Yi chuckled and raised her hand to touch the storage ring. The next moment, the expression on her face suddenly froze.

The jade slip disappeared.

This discovery immediately made Feng Yi a little confused.

Where has this jade slip gone?

After Xingchen entered his body, Feng Yi was completely out of control, as if he was in a deep sleep.

So she didn't know that this jade slip fell into the stars.

"Why am I so unlucky? I was killed before I even started practicing!"

Feng Yi smiled bitterly in frustration.

She vaguely speculated in her heart that the disappearance of the jade slip might be related to the mysterious power.

"It's not that you are unlucky, it's that you don't have the fate to practice my swordsmanship!"

Ye Yun laughed, turned around and left the sect master's hall.

There is a canopy covering the sky, so no one can hear his voice.

After coming out of the sect master's hall, Ye Yun did not return to his cave, but left the Ninth Grade Sword Sect.

This time, he came out of Xuanyuan City in the ancient Cangwu Kingdom, first to the Chufeng Dynasty, and then to the Ninth Grade Sword Sect of Zhongzhou. The distance traveled was extremely long, and the time was also delayed for several months.

Originally he was just looking for his fiancée, but unexpectedly a series of unexpected things happened, and in the end he became a disciple of the Ninth Grade Sword Sect.

Ye Yun didn't care about the identity of this talented disciple of the Ninth-Rank Sword Sect at all, so he left the Ninth-Rank Sword Sect on the grounds of seclusion and prepared to return home.

Whether he joined the Sancai Sword Sect or the Ninth Grade Sword Sect, Ye Yun never had time to practice the sect's swordsmanship.

Ye Yun didn't take it seriously either.

Let’s talk about everything later.

Let’s go home and take a look first. After all, my parents are still in Xuanyuan City.

…

The sky above Xuanyuan City.

There was a fluctuation in the void, and Ye Yun walked out of it and fell into the Lin Mansion.

When he appeared in the small courtyard, Ye Qingmei and Lin Xuantian rushed out.

Ye Qingmei held Ye Yun's hand tightly and asked with concern: "Yun'er, why have you been gone for so long? How is the Chu Feng Dynasty doing?"

"Some things have been delayed for a while..."

Ye Yun hesitated for a moment, then couldn't help but said: "Leng Yunque from the Leng family passed away, and the little girl from the Liu family almost died, but I happened to meet her, so I saved their family. "

"A family?"

Lin Xuantian's heart beat violently and he asked hurriedly and excitedly.

"The Liu family was brutally wiped out, and they were trained to become dead souls in flags. I happened to meet them, and then I reshaped their bodies. Now they are all well and have returned to their original location to develop again..."

Ye Yun said softly.

"That's good……"

Taking a deep breath, Lin Xuantian relaxed.

"Why did that Leng Yunque die?"

Ye Qingmei asked.

"This person accidentally broke into a forbidden area in the Chufeng Dynasty many years ago and was kidnapped..."

Ye Yun sighed.

Leng Yunque's death was his own fault and he could not blame anyone else.

"What a shame."

Lin Xuantian next to him shook his head, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

As a parent, he knows the pain of losing a child.

Ye Yun was about to add a few words when he suddenly felt something in his heart and looked up into the void.

Three gray-clothed old men in the Immortal Realm arrived hand in hand.

The cultivation level of these three old men is not low, all of them are around the tenth level of the Immortal Realm.

A powerful pressure suddenly enveloped the entire Lin Mansion.

Many people were trembling and afraid to move at all.

Upon seeing these three people, Ye Qingmei's face suddenly turned pale.

"Ye Qingmei, do you know your guilt?"

There was an old man in gray clothes in the middle with a stern face, his eyes shot down like two sharp swords and landed on Ye Qingmei.

"I……"

Ye Qingmei hesitated for a moment, then glanced at Ye Yun, then at Lin Xuantian, with a look of relief in her eyes.

"Ye Qingmei admits her guilt!"

Ye Qingmei let go of Ye Yun's hand, looked at the three old men in the sky, and said these words very firmly.

Convicted?

Ye Yun raised his eyebrows and looked coldly: "Mom, is this the person who created the Immortal Sect?"

Ye Qingmei was silent and did not speak.

"Yes, they are all members of the Immortal Sect..."

Lin Xuantian said softly.

At this moment, his expression was extremely complicated. He looked at his wife's back, his Adam's apple kept trembling, and it was obvious that he was extremely reluctant to give up.

After all, Ye Qingmei has already confessed her crime.

Ye Qingmei, who was once a disciple of the Good Fortune Immortal Sect, would probably face unimaginable severe punishment if he was caught in the Good Fortune Immortal Sect if he confessed!

"Ye Qingmei!"

The old man in gray clothes in the middle had a stern look and asked loudly: "The Immortal Scroll of Creation...is it still in your hand?"

"exist."

Ye Qingmei sighed.

Upon hearing that the Immortal Scroll of Creation was still there, the three gray-clothed old men looked at each other with a little relief in their eyes.

This Immortal Scroll of Good Fortune is much more important than Ye Qingmei.

Seeing Ye Qingmei like this, Ye Yun couldn't help but said: "Mom, why do you have to plead guilty? It's just a good creation sect, don't pay attention to them!"

"Yun'er, you don't understand, so you don't need to interfere in this matter."

Ye Qingmei sighed and said.

"No, I will never let them take you away. Otherwise, if you enter the Immortal Sect of Creation, you will have to peel off your skin even if you don't die!"

Ye Yun looked determined.

Seeing that a young man with a third-level cultivation in the Immortal Lord Realm dared not to take the Immortal Sect of Creation seriously, the expressions of the three gray-clothed old men suddenly became gloomy.

"Ye Qingmei, is this your son? He has indeed inherited your character and is very courageous. He actually dares to point fingers at our Creation Immortal Sect!"

An old man said angrily.

"Elder Liu, please calm down. This is because Yun'er is ignorant. You, sir, have a lot of knowledge. Don't be like a child..."

Ye Qingmei said in a deep voice.

"Okay, then I won't be as familiar with this little guy!"

The old man nodded.

Ye Qingmei still holds the Immortal Scroll of Creation in her hand. If pressed, it may have the opposite effect.

"Ye Yun, what my mother has done over the years is indeed sinful, so you must not interfere again..."

Ye Qingmei looked at Ye Yun, tears streaming down her face instantly.

"mother!"

Ye Yun frowned.

He was really unhappy that he was not allowed to intervene.

Seeing Ye Yun being so stubborn, Ye Qingmei burst into tears and said in a trembling voice: "Do you...do you want me to die in front of you?"

"Yun'er, please don't interfere."

Lin Xuantian sighed, his eyes filled with tears.

Seeing his parents expressing their opinions like this, Ye Yun suddenly realized that there must be something hidden in this.

"That's fine."

After thinking about it, Ye Yun sighed and finally agreed to Ye Qingmei.

As if seeing Ye Yun's worry, Ye Qingmei whispered: "Yun'er, don't worry, the Immortal Scroll of Creation has not been lost. As long as I dedicate it to the Immortal Sect again, my mother will not die..."

"All right."

Ye Yun nodded with a heavy expression.

Ye Qingmei hugged Ye Yun and Lin Xuantian respectively, gave a few instructions, then jumped into the air, and left Xuanyuan City with the three gray-clothed old men from the Creation Immortal Sect.

"Dad, what's going on?"

Seeing the figure disappear, Ye Yun sighed and looked at Lin Xuantian seriously.

Ye Qingmei took the initiative to plead guilty, and there must be something hidden in it.

Lin Xuantian hesitated for a moment, then sighed slowly and said: "Yun'er, in fact, your mother, she is the daughter of the sect leader of the Creation Immortal Sect..."