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Only after a long while did she regain her senses. She took a deep breath and slowly calmed down.

Li Yi opened his mouth: "Li Yi."

She also spat out a few words, "Feng Yilan."

Strange name.

Li Yi nodded his head, thinking, looks like it's her.

Feng Yilan stared fixedly at Li Yi, but her heart was still unable to calm down. She then remembered the pattern on the letter and could not help but ask, "That map …"

The corner of Li Yi's mouth rose slightly, "It looks like you know as well."

She was silent.

Li Yi then continued, "Four years ago, all the people who returned from the Mount Daliang had disappeared without a trace, leaving only you. Actually, I have always been very curious, why did they say that you came from the Zhongzhou?"

Feng Yilan paused for a moment as her heart completely calmed down and her mind quickly tried to think of Li Yi's goal.

Why did he draw such a picture? And why did she want to see him? How did he know all this? Thinking about it, she felt that Li Yi was even more mysterious.

Li Yi chuckled, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it. You have the authority to do so.

Answer?

What answer?

Feng Yilan was baffled. She hadn't said anything, so how could she have given him the answer?

Li Yi laughed, and did not explain anything. She could see the image behind it and quickly rush over, which proved that the mirror in the dream was not empty, but real.

As long as it existed, it would be fine. One day, he would find that mirror.

He had drawn several of those diagrams. It was not to confuse others with the true mirror, but rather, he wasn't sure if it existed or not. Now that she had arrived, she just so happened to give him the answer.

Thinking of this, she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

Li Yi chuckled once again: "Thank you, senior, for answering my question."

Was he chasing them away just like that?

Feng Yilan remained unmoved as she silently looked at him with calm eyes.

Li Yi frowned.

Qin Meng couldn't help but take a few sips of his wine as well.

In the blink of an eye, the atmosphere had become a lot more tense and strange.

After a long while, Li Yi could not help but ask: "If Senior does not mind, you can stay for a meal."

She opened her mouth and said, "I don't mind."

Li Yi, "..."

The answer was too straightforward, too direct. He was stunned, unable to figure out who this person was.

However, since he had already said it, there was no way for him to say it. As he thought about it, he decided to ask Qingyang, who was at the side, to cook a few dishes for him.

This was not a very sumptuous meal. There were only a few vegetables and a plate of small meat. The few of them sat around the table, each of them having their own thoughts.

After a long while, Feng Yilan spoke up. "In the past, I saw you use a set of sword technique on the plaza. I'm very curious. Can you show it to me once?"

Li Yi frowned, if it was anyone else, he would have rejected them immediately, but facing the person in front of him, he actually could not resist, maybe it was because of the guilt of this test?

As he thought about this, he waved his hand and chopped out the first sword strike.

Feng Yilan shook her head. "Not this one."

Li Yi was in a trance, he used his hand to slash out the first form of the Crippling Sun Sword Technique, causing waves of shock to sweep across the area.

Feng Yilan's eyes glazed over. She felt a faint excitement in her heart and her breathing had also quickened. She asked, "Where did you learn this sword technique?"

Li Yi felt an inexplicable sadness and muttered: "A person taught me."

Feng Yilan was excited. "Where is she?"

Li Yi shook his head.

No one noticed the rise and fall of Li Yi's heart the moment he uttered those two words, and even more so, no one knew what he was thinking about.

Missing?

Where is the Yi person at the end of the world?

How far is it?

It was helplessness.

As he thought about it, he couldn't help but smile. It was just that his smile was somewhat sorrowful.

Feng Yilan stared at him fixedly and spat out two words, "A woman?" From the beginning, she thought this sword technique was Li Yi's, but now he knew the truth and it was someone else who had imparted it to him.

The difference was huge, and also related to a lot of things, but Li Yi might not know the answer yet.

Li Yi nodded. "Female."

Feng Yilan's eyes narrowed as she said in a low tone, "Stop cultivating."

He opened his mouth slightly. "Why?"

Feng Yilan looked at him and could not help but explain, "This sword technique's origins are very scary. If I'm not wrong, the person who gave you the sword technique must have warned you repeatedly to not perform it so easily."

Li Yi nodded.

She continued, "The sword techniques originated from an ancient and terrifying clan called Zhongzhou."

Qin Meng was also curious, "How scary is it?"

Her expression was solemn. "After the Saints."

Hearing that, the entire dining table fell silent.

They may be ignorant of the power of some clans, but as long as you are a cultivator, you will definitely understand the word 'saint'.

It was a sacred, inviolable, and legendary item.

A saint!

A single thought bloomed, a single thought withered, and a single hand slashed through the heavens. The sun and moon lost their luster.

He turned out to be the descendant of a saint.

Wen Yuqing?

This...

Qin Meng was stunned, he suddenly felt like something big had happened.

Li Yi took a deep breath, and said with a depressed tone: "Are you kidding me? A descendant of the family of saints actually came all the way here to cultivate? "

Qin Meng regained his senses, looked at Li Yi, and leisurely said: "If you knew your second senior sister's background, would you have been scared to death?

His eyes were wide open. "Where did he come from? could he be a descendant of God? "

Qin Meng revealed a bright smile: "That's not it."

Hearing that, Li Yi heaved a sigh of relief, thinking, it's good as long as it's not, but Qin Meng's next sentence...

"Have you heard of 'Di'?" Qin Meng blinked his eyes.

Puff!

Qingyang spat out a mouthful of food, his mouth wide open.

Li Yi and Feng Yilan were also stunned.

Emperor's descendant?

Oh my god!

Feng Yilan could not imagine what could be hidden in this small courtyard. Even the Saints had come, and even the Emperor's descendants had come.

After a long while, Li Yi came to his senses, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "What is Da Shixiong's background?"

Qin Meng shook his head.

Li Yi asked again, "Where's Third Senior Brother?"

"That guy!" Qin Meng revealed a pondering look, he thought for a while, and then laughed complacently: "He didn't say, but I guessed it already, he is a demon."

The few of them were speechless. It seems like only after cultivating with you for so many years did you know that he was a demon?

Not waiting for them to speak, Qin Meng opened his mouth leisurely: "The illegitimate child of the current Demon Emperor does not have any status."

Hearing this, all three of them were petrified, and their hearts almost collapsed. Of course, the one with the greatest shock was still Feng Yilan, a disciple of the current President. Her talent was even more terrifying than the previous one.

The son of the Demon Emperor, the Empress.

Then what about the Qin Meng in front of him? What kind of background?

Suddenly, she became curious, looked at Qin Meng, and then looked at Li Yi.

The latter understood, and asked, "Senior Brother, you can't also be the son of some Emperor, right?"

Qin Meng said depressedly: "I am just someone who passed by the Red Star Academy s, then got chosen by that old fellow, and wanted me to become his disciple no matter what.

The previous Emperor of Shang Kingdom had once said that even the Red Star Academy's Principal couldn't do it, and only had good eyes.

After thinking about it carefully, these words were indeed true!

Looking through all these years, of the disciples he had accepted, which one was a simple trash? Even someone like Qin Meng, who was casually picked up on the streets, had the appearance of a sword immortal, which was truly amazing.