Zhang Ruoling suppressed the doubts in her heart, and her big eyes shone with a strange light. She knew that her master was the chosen one and would not be unknown in the divine sect.
"Uncle?"
Zhang Ruoling's ethereal and melodious voice carries a trace of hesitation, a trace of uneasiness, a trace of surprise, and a trace of contradiction.
Ye Chen squinted his eyes and looked at the reactions of the other two people calmly.
"Hey, it seems that you have obtained the true inheritance of her Frost Principle. Not bad, not bad. At a young age, you have already reached the sixth level of the True Realm."
Zhang Ruoling's whole little face turned slightly red after being praised by him. Shenmen is no better than Nanxiao Valley. She can be said to be a world-beating genius in Nanxiao Valley, but in Shenmen, even the soul boy just now has already stepped into the world. True state.
Her cultivation is really nothing.
"I wonder who this is?"
The white-robed gaze fell on Ye Chen, with a suspicious look on his face. He vaguely felt that Ye Chen was not simple, but judging from his cultivation alone, he was not a genius.
"This is Ye Chen, who specially escorted me here."
Zhang Ruoling explained quickly.
"Oh, in that case, if you escort my Shenmen disciples, you can be considered a friend of my Shenmen."
The white-robed elder looked at Ye Chen with a smile, but with these words, he had already narrowed the distance between him and Zhang Ruoling. Ye Chen, who escorted Zhang Ruoling, became an outsider.
"Ruoling, where did you come from? Has it been a hard journey?"
The white robe showed a loving smile like an elder. When he looked at Zhang Ruoling, he unconsciously leaned his body slightly, but his flowing eyes were subtly staring at the jade pendant around Zhang Ruoling's neck.
"I was born in Nanxiao Valley, and my brother is the young master of Nanxiao Valley." Zhang Ruoling said quickly, "Thanks to Brother Ye for taking care of me all the way."
"Oh, in that case, let someone take this little brother to the side hall to rest. Ruo Ling, not just anyone can know the secrets of our divine sect."
"Brother Ye is not just anyone."
Zhang Ruoling's little face showed an anxious look. Ye Chen was her eldest brother's savior. On the one hand, this trip was to deliver a message, and on the other hand, it was to help Ye Chen unlock the secret of the jade pendant.
"The secrets of Shenmen are so vast that you can't predict it. If our Shenmen is in danger because of him, you can't bear the cause and effect."
The old man in white robe said sharply, and then he put on a look of earnest instruction: "Ruo Ling, you don't want your friend to be in danger. There are huge causes and effects involved in the divine gate, and you are Qi Qiu'er's Disciple. It doesn’t matter if you get a little bit involved, but you can’t drag others into danger.”
Zhang Ruoling's face showed confusion, and she looked at Ye Chen helplessly.
A smile appeared on Ye Chen's face: "Senior, I forgot that Master Ruoling told me that the letter can only be given to the Shenmen Sect Master. Now that the Sect Master is not here, we can only wait for him to come back."
"Although the sect master is not here, the two of us manage the affairs of the Shenmen on our behalf, so we naturally have the right to watch."
Ye Chen shook his head slightly: "You two have the final say in everything within the sect, but this letter has the addressee written in black and white. I'm afraid it involves the secrets of the sect leader of your sect, and it's not convenient for you two to read it."
As soon as Ye Chen finished speaking, the extremely cold voice of the black-robed elder came from the dragon throne:
"Then you don't want to hand over the letter?"
Ye Chen looked indifferent: "No, no, when the leader of your noble clan comes back, we will offer it with both hands."
However, the old man in white robe suddenly looked at Zhang Ruoling and said: "Ruoling, outsiders don't know the rules of our divine sect, but you should know that if Qi Qiu'er has something urgent, it would be bad to be delayed."
Zhang Ruoling turned to look at Ye Chen, then at the old man in white robe standing in front of him, and at the old man in black robe on the dragon throne, his expression became sure and decisive.
"Master asked me to hand the letter to the sect master face to face. I dare not disobey the instructions before my death."
"Oh? You have to know that we have the final say in Shenmen now."
The black-robed elder's voice was even more cold and cold, with supreme majesty and a hint of persecution.
"Two elders, this is not what this child meant. It's just that Qi Qiu'er has been away for many years and has not revealed anything about our divine sect to her disciples."
The leader of He Clan quickly took a step forward and explained.
"Zhang Ruoling, you are a junior, and this is my divine sect's business. Even if your master is here, you will not disobey the two elders."
Zhang Ruoling shook his head stubbornly: "Master is already dead. Even if I offend the two elders, I will fulfill her last wish."
The white-robed elder's eyes were full of anger: "It's ridiculous! You are just as stubborn as your master. If she hadn't taken away the secrets of my divine sect without authorization, my divine sect would have already dominated the heaven and human realm."
The black-robed elder also snorted coldly: "Why do you bother talking to them? They are just two ants. I see that Qi Qiu'er has regressed more and more, and he has accepted such an unworthy disciple."
The two elders, Black and White, one behind the other, let out a roar of anger.
"Roar!"
The bodies of the two elders emitted bright Buddha light at the same time, showing white and black colors respectively, dividing the entire hall into two spaces.
Half day, half night.
In the entire hall, very vast Sanskrit sounds echoed, as if hundreds of monks were chanting Dharma at the same time.
The empty space of day and night formed two-color thunder and lightning, like a huge yin-yang fish pattern.
Ye Chen's heart moved slightly, a yin and yang pattern? Could it be related to the Yin Yang Temple?
The two-color thunder and lightning of the two elders were intertwined with each other and inseparable, exuding an aura that would destroy the world.
"Brother Ye, there is something wrong with their skills!"
Zhang Ruoling frowned, and the ice spear in his hand was already in front of him.
Generally speaking, since martial arts cultivators cannot fully trust each other, they can at most increase their strength by about 50% after cooperation.
However, the magical powers of these two elders seemed to be born to complement each other and rely on each other, showing that they were ten times more powerful than themselves.
"One black and one white, from the same sect. They have a pure innate power in their bodies. This technique is not that simple."
Ye Chen nodded slightly, and the aura of the dark source talisman on the evil sword was already entangled.
"Two elders, those who don't know are not guilty. Please show mercy to the two elders!"
There was a look of pleading on the face of the He Clan Master. After all, Zhang Ruoling was Qi Qiu'er's disciple, and he really couldn't bear to see her die here.
"Two elders, Ruo Ling is carrying Qi Qiu'er's letter, which must contain secrets from that year. It is better to take him to the dungeon for interrogation slowly to prevent Qi Qiu'er from tampering with the letter. Once Zhang Ruoling dies, The letter instantly turned into dust."
Ye Chen knew in his heart that the leader of the He Clan wanted to help them solve this temporary dilemma, but once he was imprisoned, he would be even more isolated and helpless in this divine sect. At this time, he still had the ability to escape with Zhang Ruoling. sky.
However, at this moment, Xuan Hanyu's voice suddenly sounded: "Ye Chen, use the trick and go to the Shenmen Dungeon! This may be a great opportunity for you!"
Ye Chen's expression suddenly became weird. What was Fairy Xuan doing?
But he naturally believed Xuan Hanyu's words and made a vague decision in his heart.
