"Heavenly Sword?" Ye Fan was immediately attracted by these two words after hearing this. The secret of this stone should be related to the sword.

"These words are the last words of my father at the time, but many years have passed, the night of the full moon has appeared many times, but I have never seen the birth of the heavenly sword, and the ancient gods have never heard of it, and I don't know the truth!" Li sighed with emotion, even though he knew that this thing was hiding a big secret, there was nothing he could do for the time being.

Ye Fan nodded, but didn't ask any more questions. Regarding this point, he could go back to the High Heaven Hall to help Wen Li inquire about it. With the profound background of the sect, he would definitely have some insights.

"This is the safest place in my literary family. Shaoxia Ye Fan, please rest here. If Situ Ming comes back in seven days, I will definitely notify you!" Wenli seemed to not want to disturb Ye Fan's recovery time too much. After saying a word, he retreated outside.

Ye Fan nodded and immediately sat down cross-legged. His previous fights needed to use teleport uncontrollably, which made his spirit a little tired at the moment.

"Brother Fan, you practice hard!" Brunei said goodbye to Ye Fan and walked outside with Wen Li.

The Wen Family's father and son were able to leave Ye Fan in the Wen Family's secret room alone because of the highest trust. After all, if Ye Fan hadn't appeared, the Wen Family might have been bloodied at this moment.

The seven days passed very quickly, and the secret room was very quiet. Ye Fan was practicing completely without distracting thoughts. Since entering the initial stage of the triple stage of Shouyi, his strength has finally stabilized, and his spiritual power has also returned to its peak state.

On the evening of the seventh day, a group of people stepped into the door of the Wen family, but Situ Ming was not among them. Judging from the appearance, this group was not a member of the previous Situ family.

"Everyone of the Wen family, get out of me!" The clamor of the crowd had not yet stepped into the lobby of the Wen family.

"Xiao Lai, you go and notify Shao Xia Ye Fan!" Wen Li had been sitting in the lobby uneasy early in the morning. Hearing the sound at this moment, he immediately stood up and turned towards Brunei beside him. Ordered.

"Father, look quickly, this doesn't seem to be from the Situ family!" Brunei glanced out before walking, but was startled, and couldn't help but stop.

"Really?" Wen Li responded suspiciously when he heard this, and immediately walked out of the lobby. When he saw people coming from a distance, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly asked: "Ding Shengping, you come to me today Scholar, what's the matter?"

"I heard that there is a kid named Ye Fan in your literary family. He still holds a lift-off stick in his hand. Let this person get out of me immediately!" Ding Shengping's words at this moment were very violent, as if he couldn't wait.

"Ye Fan? Who did you listen to?" Wen Li was shocked when he heard what he said, suddenly thinking of something in his heart.

"You don't have to worry about this. My Ding family has always been with your Wen family. Let the boy come out immediately today, so you won't be embarrassed!" Ding Shengping waved his hand and said boldly.

Wenli heard this and immediately winked at Brunei who was aside, and said with a smile: "Ding Shengping, there was indeed a Ling Xiao disciple named Ye Fan who had survived the crisis for us before, and he also had a stick in his hand. , But it’s not a noble’s treasure lift-off stick, so it’s open for discussion!"

"Don't talk nonsense, let people come out immediately, live to see people, die to see corpses!" Listening to Wen Li's description, Ding Shengping's tone became more and more urgent and more violent.

"Ding Shengping, it’s too unlucky for you to come here. The person you mentioned just left here an hour ago. My son is his **** and can testify for what I said. Moreover, in terms of the power of his stick theory, in fact, It's not as good as the noble's lift-off stick." Wen Li's eyes flashed a sly, and smiled faintly.

He knew that this was mostly Situ Ming's revealing of the wind, deliberately using the knife to kill people, and wanted to use the hands of the Ding family to remove Ye Fan together, and the focus was on the lift-off stick.

"Are you serious?" After Ding Shengping heard this, his violent state subsided a bit, but he frowned and thought.

Yesterday evening, the Ding family suddenly received a letter to inform him of this. Ding Shengping also guessed that he might be used by others, so he did not completely believe it, just wanted to take a look first. At this moment, Wenli’s words made him once again. Hesitated to think.

"I can testify about this matter. At this moment, you are going to the south, faster, maybe you can catch up, and then you can ask clearly!" Brunei added to Wen Li's words.

As a first-class family, what Ding Shengping brought at this moment was the backbone of the Ding family, no worse than the previous Situ family members. In order to help Ye Fan, but also to help the Wen family avoid this enemy, he can only deceive at this moment.

"Southern?" Ding Shengping's expression hesitated more and more. This lift-off stick was related to the death of his two sons. How could he not take it seriously? So after seeing the letter, he rushed over all night.

The two sons who had mixed well in the Lingxiao Palace suddenly died, but the Lingxiao Palace only explained that they were accidentally killed during the battle because of the protection of other disciples.

Ding Shengping was naturally unconvinced with this explanation, and now he came to clarify the matter, and at the same time withdrew the family heirloom baton.

"Let's go..." Ding Shengping thought for a while, and finally seemed to believe Wen Li's words, and was about to chase to the south, but when he was leaving, he was suddenly interrupted by a slightly hidden voice: "Ding Shengping, As the Patriarch of the Ding Ding Family, you are considered a strong person in the Southern Territory. Don't you even have basic common sense?"

"Who is it? Dare to be disrespectful to the Patriarch, get out of here!" The voice fell, and a middle-aged man who guarded one level and five levels walked out behind Ding Shengping, shouting in the direction of the sound source.

"I have already said that Ye Fan is Brunei's master in the Lingxiao Palace. As an escort, how can you tell you where the master is going at this moment? In my opinion, the person you are looking for hasn't left at all!"

With the emergence of these words, another group of people stepped into the literary family. The leader was a suave young man. It was Situ Ming who was almost killed by Ye Fan.

Seeing the person, Ding Shengping seemed to have thought of something, and was surprised: "Situ Ming, did you send out the envelope last night?"

"Hmph, I'm not confused at the moment, Ding Shengping, haven't you always wanted to know the mystery of the death of the two sons? Wait for Ye Fan to come out later, and you can reveal it." Situ Ming responded with disdain.

The Ding family and the Situ family are both first-class families. There are not many strong people in the Ding family. They only became first-class by relying on the Ding brothers' status in the Lingxiao Palace. Now Ding Kuang and Ding Yong have died bizarrely. The Ding family does not need How long will it take to fall to the second-rate like the literary family, and cannot be compared with the Situ family, who has always had a deep heritage, so Situ Ming is so disdainful at this moment.

If Ding Yong and Ding Kuang were still alive, his tone would be slightly reduced.

"Wen Li, you dare to lie to me and hand over that kid quickly. I want to ask you clearly today!" Ding Shengping was furious, staring at Wen Li with round eyes, and shouted.