You're so beautiful, and you still want to cancel the engagement?

Feng Mazi: “…”

Faced with such a scene, Feng Mazi was stunned.

Weren't you all very tough just now?

Are you so scared by just a few words of threats?

Humph, I thought you were so capable.

If you have the guts, why don’t you come and pick up manure?

Just as Feng Mazi was thinking about this, Feng Qingyao suddenly said, "Old Master, please stop standing there and find me a shoulder pole!"

Feng Mazi curled his lips at Feng Qingyao: "Why, are you scared already?"

"Hehe..." Feng Qingyao smiled awkwardly: "My junior brother asked me to choose, so I have to choose."

"Aren't you a senior sister? Why do you listen to your junior brother so much?" Feng Mazi was a little surprised: "The bamboo hasn't even grown up or down yet?"

"Hehe, although my junior brother doesn't behave properly in normal times, he is always serious about doing the right things. I have to believe what he says!" Feng Qingyao said with a smile.

Feng Qingyao has verified this point countless times, and she believes it without a doubt, not for any other reason, but because it was indeed Ye Fei who said to her just now, "Senior Sister, let's go and pick up manure."

Although it was just five simple words, when she saw Ye Fei trying to snatch her grandfather's carrying pole, she knew that Ye Fei must have a reason for doing so.

At the same time, the old Taoist priest was looking coldly in the direction of Ye Fei, Feng Qingyao and others, with a sinister smile flashing across his lips.

Humph, do you really think you can complete the mission without dying?

The old Taoist priest turned around and disappeared on the spot with a sinister smile on his face.

Just as he disappeared, Ye Fei looked back at the place where he had stood before, and a sinister smile flashed across his lips.

"Old Ji, is there really something wrong with that old man?" Ye Fei asked Old Ji in the scabbard of the Xuanyang Sword using soul transmission.

"Of course not!" Old Ji smiled slightly. "That's because I noticed something was wrong with him, so I told you to pretend to be scared and go pick up the manure. Otherwise, how can you find out what he wants to do?"

At this point, Old Ji suddenly changed the subject: "Master, you must keep a low profile recently. No, not recently, but before you ascend to the divine realm, you must keep a low profile in everything!"

"Didn't you say that you are invincible below the God Realm, and one for one above the God Realm?" Ye Fei replied with some disdain through soul transmission: "With your strength, do we still need to be so low-key? Our strength does not allow us to be low-key!"

"Hmph..." Lao Ji was speechless for a moment. "Master, you really have completely forgotten about Han Erleng from the God Realm, haven't you?"

"Uh..." Ye Fei was slightly stunned. Lao Ji had actually mentioned Han Erleng to him, but he really didn't take Han Erleng seriously before. Mainly because he thought that Han Erleng was fabricated by Lao Ji and used to scare him. He always thought that Lao Ji was just afraid that he would cause trouble for him.

When Lao Ji mentioned Han Erleng again, Ye Fei had to take it seriously.

"Is this Han Erleng really that powerful?" Ye Fei asked tentatively.

"More than amazing!" Old Ji's tone was filled with fear: "You haven't awakened your past life memories yet. When you awaken your past life memories, you will understand clearly that the person you respected most in your past life was Han Erleng.

You were such an arrogant person in your previous life. It is conceivable that anyone who could catch your eye must be a peerless genius selected from billions.

If he hadn't been trying every possible way to prevent you from returning to the divine realm, with your abilities, why would you have stayed in the mortal realm for tens of thousands of years, experiencing hundreds of lives and reincarnations?"

"I've been in the mortal world for tens of thousands of years? I've experienced hundreds of reincarnations?" Ye Fei frowned, freeing his hand that was holding the carrying pole to scratch his head. "No way? That's so exaggerated?"

"Ah..." Old Ji sighed. "Master, how about this? I can't let you awaken your memories in advance. However, I can give you my memories so you can see for yourself how majestic you were back then! This way, you can also have a basic understanding of Han Erleng in advance!"

Ye Fei's heart trembled, and he asked excitedly: "Is it okay?"

"Of course you can, if you want!" Lao Ji said, "But you should first pour the manure on me before I transfer my memories to you!"

Ye Fei: “…”

Ye Fei had no choice. He knew that he was carrying a load of manure at the moment, and it was not suitable for him to receive Lao Ji's memories.

So he had to speed up and move forward.

For the next half day, Ye Fei, Feng Qingyao and Feng Mazi kept carrying manure back and forth.

Because Lao Ji said that he calculated that there were too many memories about Han Erleng and his previous life in his mind, and Ye Fei could not digest them all at once. It would probably take at least three to five hours.

There was no other way, so Ye Fei planned to wait until he completed today's task before absorbing the memories given to him by Lao Ji.

In the end, the three of them carried manure until almost midnight, and only then did they finish watering the large vegetable field, and they managed to complete the task for the day.

However, when Ye Fei thought he could finally take a breath and find a place to absorb Lao Ji's memories, Feng Mazi pointed to the dung bucket in front of him and said, "Go on, let's pick half of tomorrow's first and then rest!"

Ye Fei: “…”

I……

And pick half of tomorrow's first?

This old man really understands the principle of the early bird catches the worm!

"Grandpa, is that not necessary?" Feng Qingyao said with a bitter face, as if she was about to cry: "Let's rest for a night and do tomorrow's things tomorrow! We are already very tired, and my junior brother and I are almost out of spiritual energy!"

"You're almost out of spiritual energy?" Feng Mazi said with disdain, "It's just carrying manure, why are you consuming so much of it? Logically... your cultivation should have increased!"

"Old Master, look at what you're saying!" Feng Qingyao curled her lips. "This shit stinks so bad, we have to hold our breath to pick it up! And if we don't breathe, won't we consume our spiritual energy?"

"Have you been holding your breath while carrying manure?" Feng Mazi looked at Feng Qingyao and Ye Fei in shock.

"What else?" Ye Fei said disdainfully, "You're still breathing heavily and enjoying the smell of shit!"

"That's right!" Feng Mazi nodded seriously. "These are all manures sent by the big guys from all sides of the fairy world. You can imagine that they eat all kinds of natural treasures. Even if they are immortals, it is impossible for them to consume all the spiritual energy and various spiritual medicine residues in the natural treasures they eat.

Therefore, their excrement contains countless spiritual energy and the scent of various spiritual medicines. If you don't absorb more, it would be a waste of natural resources!"

Ye Fei: “…”

Feng Qingyao: "..."

"Wouldn't it be a waste to absorb a little more?" Ye Fei looked at Feng Qingyao in shock.

"Ugh..." Feng Qingyao immediately dry heaved: "Old Master, please stop talking. I feel sick just thinking about it. I'm about to vomit!"

"Of course not!" Ye Fei also looked disgusted: "Old man, let alone the residue of heavenly materials and earthly treasures in them, even if they do contain heavenly materials and earthly treasures, I can't stand the smell! If I want to improve my cultivation, I need to rely on this method. I think it's better not to practice this!"

"You don't understand this, do you?" Feng Mazi said seriously, "This is the top-grade Yellow Dragon Soup personally crafted by the great men of the Immortal Realm. Ordinary people simply don't have the chance to experience this kind of top-grade Yellow Dragon Soup. If a mortal from the mortal world could get a bowl of it, even a loser would be able to become a genius.

Why do you say that my vegetable garden is the royal garden of the Immortal Court? The vegetables grown with this superb Huanglong soup are all top-grade spiritual creatures that ordinary people cannot touch! "

Feng Mazi stroked his beard with pride.

"Ugh..." Ye Fei and Feng Qingyao retched together.

The two of them waved their hands at the same time.

"Grandpa, please, please stop talking!" Feng Qingyao looked pleading.

"Old man, you go ahead, I need to rest!" Ye Fei waved his hand: "We won't compete with you for this premium Huanglong soup, you can enjoy it slowly and smell it slowly!"

After Ye Fei finished speaking, he winked at Feng Qingyao, turned around and flew towards a small forest in the vegetable field in the distance.

When he was watering the vegetables before, he had set his sights on this piece of woods and had already planned to come here to practice after watering the vegetables.

Feng Qingyao saw Ye Feifei passing by and immediately said to Feng Mazi, "Old Master, if you want to continue carrying manure, go by yourself. I won't go. I also need to rest!"

After saying that, Feng Qingyao followed Ye Feifei.

They have been together for so long that the tacit understanding between them has reached a level that almost no one else can reach.

With just one look from Ye Fei, she knew that Ye Fei must have something important to tell her.

Sure enough, as soon as she landed in the woods, Ye Fei, who was already sitting cross-legged under a tree, immediately said to her through soul transmission: "Senior Sister, I have something important to do. Please protect me!"

"Ah?" Feng Qingyao was a little surprised and quickly replied with a telepathic message, "What's the matter? It's already this late. What else is important for you? Are you planning to think carefully about how to carry the manure faster tomorrow?"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense! In short, nothing is more important than what I have to do now!" Ye Fei knew very well that he had to find out his identity in his previous life and who that Han Erleng was. Only in this way could he make plans for his future and see whether to develop in a low-key manner or continue to revel.

"Oh, okay then!" Feng Qingyao fully trusted Ye Fei. She believed everything Ye Fei said. At least she knew very well in her heart that Ye Fei would never harm her.

Here, Ye Fei immediately used soul transmission to say to Lao Ji: "Lao Ji, come on!"

"Hmm!" Old Ji replied, then suddenly stammered, "Master, I know all this is your own plan, but, but I have to tell you in advance, if my actions affect your original plan, please don't blame me!"

Old Ji was still a little panicked. He had not thought of this before, so he said that to Ye Fei.

But after thinking about it for an afternoon, he accidentally came up with this point.

He was worried that after he transferred his memories to Ye Fei, Ye Fei would know those things in advance, which would affect Ye Fei's original plan.

"Don't worry, it won't happen!" Ye Fei replied immediately.

"Okay, master, then you must protect your soul and receive it carefully!" Lao Ji said this because he was worried that the memory he was about to transmit was too huge and might impact Ye Fei's soul which was not very stable.

"Okay, come on, stop talking nonsense!" Ye Fei said impatiently.

"Boom..." Just as Ye Fei finished speaking, a vast amount of memories suddenly flooded into Ye Fei's mind.

The first wave of memories he felt was actually on an ancient battlefield.

At this moment, what he saw was a person who looked exactly like him.

He stood high in the air, with his hands behind his back, facing a large group of powerful men who were also standing high in the air.

The reason why these people are all "strong" is because when Ye Fei saw these people, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

It was just because at this moment, he was looking at himself high in the sky from Lao Ji's perspective.

Old Ji, however, was just one of the countless armored soldiers standing behind him. At this moment, he was actually just an insignificant minion of the Immortal King Realm. One can imagine how it felt for an Immortal King Realm person to face a group of God Realm bosses.

At this moment, Ye Fei accidentally caught a glimpse of a handsome and imposing young man behind him.

He walked behind him, took a step forward, and said to him: "Brother, it's not your turn to take action against these small characters. Let me go first!"

"Erleng, be careful, there are several powerful gods inside!" Ye Fei saw himself saying this to the young man.

"Hehe..." The young man grinned at Ye Fei: "With big brother here, what should I be afraid of!"

After the young man finished speaking, he moved his feet and suddenly disappeared from the spot.

The next second, he was actually surrounded by thousands of enemy troops.

shhhhhh...

But he was seen waving two golden swords in his hands, and waving out more than ten sword energies in a row.

"Ah ah ah..."

It was these ten sword energies that instantly killed tens of thousands of enemy soldiers.

For a moment, the enemy camp was in chaos.

At the same time, Ye Fei saw himself far away in the sky and gently waved his hand: "Don't leave any one behind!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

……

Ye Fei clearly saw that just after he gave the order, he (Lao Ji) followed a large group of armored soldiers and flew rapidly towards the distant enemy camp.

A great war begins.

Ye Fei, as Lao Ji, charged left and right in this battle and killed no less than a hundred people.

It turned out that the other side's camp was not entirely composed of god-level powerhouses, there were also many immortal-level powerhouses.

Many people's cultivation levels were similar to Lao Ji's. In addition, Han Erleng's first wave of attack had disrupted the enemy's camp. They all became frightened birds, with no desire to fight and only wanted to escape from the scene as soon as possible.

Therefore, it was natural that Ye Fei's camp won a great victory.

After a great battle, everyone came to a canyon to collect corpses and treasures from the corpses.

The treasures piled up into a small hill on an empty area in the canyon.

At this moment, Ye Fei, in the identity of Lao Ji, saw himself coming from a distance and standing high in the sky of the canyon.

He put his hands behind his back and glanced at the people below with a smile. Finally, he smiled at Han Erlang below: "Erlang!"

"Brother!" Han Erleng raised his hands and clasped his fists.

"Reward according to merit!" After Ye Fei saw himself say this, he turned around and walked away.

"Yes, sir!" Han Erlang replied happily and immediately began to arrange rewards according to their merits.

Next, everyone began to divide the collected treasures according to their merits.

As Lao Ji, Ye Fei came into close contact with Han Erleng for the first time. Because he killed nearly a hundred people, he was arranged to receive the reward from Han Erleng personally.

When he took a storage ring from Han Erlang, the feeling of admiration moved Ye Fei, who was receiving this memory.

It was a feeling of idol worship, and this was the feeling that Lao Ji had when he looked at Han Erlang. As for Han Erlang's elder brother, Lao Ji could only worship him at that time, because he could not contact him at all. He was just an insignificant minion.

After the rewarding ceremony was over, Han Erlang said a few words and was sent away on his knees by everyone.

Then, everyone dispersed.

This memory ends here.

By this time, half an hour had passed.

At this moment, Ye Fei also returned to reality. At the same time, Lao Ji's voice came over: "Master, can you still hold on? Do you want to continue?"