Huangfuqi heard this and did not answer.

"Sister Qi, did you hear me?"

Yunshan confirmed this again.

"Didn't you tell me to stay away from him?"

Huangfuqi raised her head and asked immediately.

"This...appropriate, you can also take the initiative, after all, people have high status!"

Yun Shan lowered his head, for some reason, suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

But in order to avoid Ye Fan's revenge, he could only ask Huangfuqi.

"Sister Qi, since you and Ye Fan are friends, everything is easy to say, we are also here to guard!"

Yu He simply spoke, as if he had forgotten the unpleasantness of talent.

"I don't know him very well either!"

Huangfuqi slowly shook her head.

"Don't waste your time here, remember what Senior Brother Ye Fan said, and don't talk nonsense when you return to the Tianxu Monastery, otherwise I don't mind erasing your memories!"

Lu Chuan threatened.

"Don't! We won't talk too much!"

Hearing this, all the eyes of Yu He and others showed fear.

Erasing memories is a terrible thing. Not only do you have to endure great pain, but you may also become mad.

And the powerful soul cultivation disciples almost all possess these abilities.

"go!"

Lu Chuan expelled Dao again.

"Okay... OK, let's continue looking for the red-brown jade rabbit!"

In desperation, Yu He had to leave the canyon with a few disciples.

...

Inside the cave, Ye Fan's palm was already holding the flower of Long River.

This process, for him, is as long as a century.

Under the influence of time force, Ye Fan's perception has all changed.

"brush...."

After grasping the flower of Changhe, Ye Fan immediately pulled, and the white flower the size of a fist was immediately torn from the rhizome by Ye Fan.

"Wow..."

At the moment when the flower broke away from the rhizome, the originally compact petals began to scatter, floating lightly, falling everywhere.

"Withered in ten seconds!"

Ye Fan was shocked when he saw this scene. He collected these petals, ignoring the danger, and directly stuffed it into his mouth.

As soon as the petals of the flower of Long River entered the mouth, it melted directly, turning into a white atmosphere.

These white auras rushed across Ye Fan's body, giving Ye Fan an unspeakable taste.

Ye Fan's eyes widened, his body stunned.

At this moment, he only felt that his soul was out of his body, his thoughts were flying, but his body was out of control.

Gradually, Ye Fan's body became transparent.

The breath of time rippling out from the body, appearing mysterious and powerful.

At this moment, the breath of time that Ye Fan felt was a hundred times that of the flower of Long River previously released.

The world in front of Ye Fan had completely changed. Numerous vortices appeared in front of him while still spinning fast.

These whirlpools seem to represent time, which makes people addicted to it and hard to escape.

After the initial dizziness, Ye Fan's spirit suddenly became sober.

From the inside of these vortexes, he seemed to see countless souls.

And these souls look exactly the same as him.

"Are these all me in the long river of time?"

Ye Fan was shocked by these sights, and he could not help but think.

At the same time, an extremely large vortex, a tall figure appeared inside.

This figure is at least a hundred times the volume of the other figures, and the area of ??the vortex has reached a thousand times.

After Ye Fan sensed the vortex and the soul inside, he was shocked.

This soul gave him only two words: powerful!

In this world, it seemed that the soul was the only master, and his face was Ye Fan.

Deep in the soul, there seemed to be a resonance between the two.

Ye Fan only felt that this huge soul was telling himself some language that he didn't understand.

Just when Ye Fan wanted to explore well, this huge time vortex suddenly disappeared, and the powerful soul also dissipated.

This made Ye Fan extremely lost, and a feeling that he wanted but couldn't get it.

"Who is this? Is it the me in the past?"

Ye Fan murmured in his heart, as if caught in a demon.

I don't know how long time has passed, until the time vortex almost disappeared, Ye Fan got rid of this problem.

When Ye Fan reacted, there was only one last time whirlpool in front of him.

And inside this time vortex, there is no soul.

This time vortex is like a mirror, which clearly shows Ye Fan's current soul villain, and can capture Ye Fan's every move.

"The power of time is really amazing, this must be the present!"

Ye Fan murmured to himself.

While speaking, Ye Fan subconsciously walked towards this time vortex.

"brush...."

A majestic force immediately passed out, sucking Ye Fan's soul in.

The feeling of speeding suddenly appeared in the depths of Ye Fan's soul. At this moment, he seemed to be traveling through time.

The dense vortex appeared around him again, but he passed by in the blink of an eye, and he couldn't see any details at all.

"Is this my future?"

Ye Fan desperately wanted to capture something, but there was nothing except the vague resonance.

Under the constant speed, Ye Fan's soul became tired and lost consciousness in the middle.

When Ye Fan woke up again, he found himself in a completely dark world.

In front of it, there was a little white light, which faded and faded.

"you're awake!"

Ye Fan just opened his eyes when he heard a voice.

"Who are you? Where am I?"

Ye Fan suddenly looked at Bai Mang in front of him, and said in shock.

"I am the origin of your soul, I am you!"

Baimang's voice was calm, as if he was communicating in some way.

"Soul origin?"

Ye Fan was shocked when he heard this.

"Just now, you have experienced the baptism of time and crossed the river of time, so you can see me!"

The voice faded.

"Is the time vortex that I saw just now a long river of time?"

Ye Fan recalled it, and said with surprise.

"Yes, the power of time includes the three, the past, the present and the future, and you have traveled all over, seeing your past, present and future lives, so you can come here!"

The voice gave an affirmative answer and made a special explanation.

"I want to comprehend the ancient spirit power, can you help me?"

Ye Fan pondered for a moment, and asked.

"Should you not ask yourself this question?"

The voice was a little funny.

"Aren't you me? I'm asking myself!"

Ye Fan asked back, full of expectation.

In fact, he was always suspicious of this voice.

The white light in front of him gave him a very distant feeling.