"I want to take this mission, do you want to grab it?" Ye Ling pointed to a mission on the wall, looking at the Red Fire Peak disciples with a smile on his lips.
Everyone looked in the direction of Ye Ling's finger, and it read clearly: "Take one of the fourth-level demon clan's Winged Tiger inner elixirs, and there is a reward of twenty middle-grade spiritual stones!"
The strength of the fourth-level winged tiger is equivalent to that of the human race's Lingxu realm. It is so advanced that ordinary people dare not provoke it casually, let alone accept missions.
Everyone looked shocked, and the Red Fire Peak disciples had smiles on their faces. In their opinion, Ye Ling's move was tantamount to seeking death.
Bai Wuyu's face turned pale and he said to Ye Ling: "Senior Brother, this is no joke. Even if you accept the mission and don't go, we still have to pay a lot of spiritual stones."
Ye Ling smiled slightly, turned to the disciple in charge of registration and said: "Ye Ling of Taixu Garden, take over this task!"
The disciple also thought that Ye Ling was acting on his own initiative and was in a dilemma because he did not register immediately.
At this time, a middle-aged Taoist priest walked out of the inner hall, his eyes were deep and his energy was as heavy as the sea. He stepped forward and said, "Since he wants to take it, he should register immediately. The road to immortality is elusive and everyone has their own destiny. Others cannot take away his ambition!"
On the sidelines, Wuyu introduced Ye Ling in a low voice: "This is Gong Fuqing, the executive elder of the mission hall."
On Ye Ling's forehead, although Elder Gong looks young, he gives off a sense of spiritual cultivation and unpredictability.
"Yes, Master!" The registered disciple immediately followed the instructions, registered Ye Ling, and handed Ye Ling a jade card as a voucher for handing over the task.
Ye Ling took the jade token and said to Gong Fuqing, "Thank you, Elder Gong!"
Gong Fuqing nodded in reply and said: "The sharp edge of the sword is too strong and lacks restraint. We need to cultivate our moral character and increase our composure!" After saying this, Gong Fuqing turned around and went back.
Ye Ling took the words to heart and turned around with Bai Wuyu to leave the palace and return to Taixu.
Everyone in Crimson Fire Peak watched Ye Ling and the others leave. One of them said: "Did he really risk his life by accepting this mission? Even some disciples who have just stepped into the Lingxu realm do not dare to try it easily. He has not yet perfected a Taoist aperture, so he will die?"
Diao Yunfeng sneered: "Wouldn't it be better for him to seek his own death? It would also save us a lot of trouble. After all, he is an ignorant fool who doesn't know how to write the word "death". This time he can learn a lesson!"
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In Taixu Garden, Bai Wuyu paced back and forth anxiously, saying: "Elder brother, you shouldn't be so impulsive. That is a fourth-level monster. With your cultivation, you are definitely no match for it. Let's still go ahead." Take some immortal treasures from the garden, exchange them for spiritual stones, and cancel the mission."
"No matter what, you can't go. This is simply sending yourself to death, and there is no chance of survival!"
"Otherwise, you can wait for Master to come out of seclusion, or ask Xu Mochen to help you, but you can't go by yourself!"
Ye Ling turned a deaf ear and found a three-thousand-year-old bluestone tree in the garden. He turned his spiritual energy into a sword and took off a branch.
As its name suggests, Qingyan Mumu is as hard as rock. However, before Ye Ling's sharp edge, he was as soft as mud and could be cut at will.
Ye Ling sat on the stone bench and kept cutting the blue rock tree branch with his spiritual energy sword. His own sharp energy was also invisible, soaking into the branch, making it tremble continuously.
Bai Wuyu talked about it for a long time, but saw no reaction from Ye Ling, so he had no choice but to inform Wu Qing of the matter and let Wu Qing persuade Ye Ling.
Unexpectedly, after Wu Qing heard about this, she only came and asked: "Second brother, when will you come back?"
Ye Ling replied: "I'm not sure, but within three months, I will definitely return to Taixu!"
"Do you want me to help?"
"No, you practice well in the sect. This is my own business!"
"Okay, I'll wait for you!"
The two brothers know best. If they are determined to do something, they will definitely do it. The only thing they can do is support them.
Ye Ling said to Bai Wuyu again: "March is not long, but it is not short either. Xiaobai, help me prepare some drunken wine to take with me, otherwise I may not be able to bear the torture of this glutton!"
Bai Wuyu said angrily: "Okay, okay, I'll just treat it as your farewell drink, and I'll collect the body for you!"
Bai Wuyu was angry in his heart and ruthless in his words, but he was doing it for Ye Ling's good. With Huiling Realm cultivation, there is no other way to describe it other than to seek death when provoking powerful enemies in Lingxu Realm.
Ye Ling knew that Bai Wuyu had good intentions, but he didn't say anything and continued to cut the branches in his hands, causing sawdust to fall to the ground.
Early the next morning, Ye Ling was sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a whittled wooden sword lying across his knees.
Spiritual energy turns into a sword, which actually turns the void into reality. It can only be understood in the Yingchong state. Ye Lingzong performed within the palace and was protected by Taixu Garden, so he had few worries. But outside the sect, people's hearts are sinister, and if they are used casually, they can easily cause trouble.
Therefore, he whittled a wooden sword and used it as a portable weapon.
Not long after, Bai Wuyu held a large green gourd in his hand, placed it in front of Ye Ling and said, "This is the gourd that grows from the green wood fairy vine at the edge of the garden. It has its own space laws and has a larger capacity than it looks." It’s much bigger. I’ve poured ten jars of Zuiyun Nian into it...just ten jars. When you’ve finished drinking it, senior brother, come back soon. It’s just a few spiritual stones, we don’t need it!”
Ye Ling was moved. He stood up and tied the gourd around his waist. He stuck the wooden sword on his back and said to Bai Wuyu and Wu Qing: "Don't worry, I know my own rules. I will definitely be back within two months!"
After saying this, Ye Ling stepped down the mountain.
After leaving Taixu Peak, Ye Ling stepped on Ta Xue Wuhen who came from the village, his figure flashed and he quickly moved away.
Wentian Sect has a large formation to protect the sect. Even if ordinary people accidentally bump into this place, they will not be able to see the scenery.
After leaving the protection of the outside world, what comes into view is a wasteland. The land is barren, the sky is filled with yellow sand, and there is no trace of green. It is in stark contrast to the scene inside the sect.
After a while, Ye Ling felt relieved. The Wentian Sect is connected with the earth's veins and protected by a large formation. The spiritual energy of this place is all concentrated in the sect, which is why the outside world is so desolate.
Between heaven and earth, the creation of spiritual energy has its own destiny. If there is no competition, it will be difficult to achieve great things. Just like this fight between monks, although it is cruel, there is nothing to be done.
Ye Ling gathered her thoughts and moved forward again. He found information from the Mission Hall and Taixu Garden Sutra Pavilion. The Winged Tiger in this mission appeared in a mountain thousands of miles away.
There were Lingxu Realm disciples who took on this task before, but they disappeared in the end, probably because of their death. That's why Bai Wuyu and others had such a big reaction to this matter.
After accepting this task, he formed a bond with the character of death.
Just as Ye Ling left, several more people appeared in the sect. The leader was Wen Shiliu who was forced back by Xu Lingchen at Taixu Peak that day.
Wen Shiliu watched Ye Ling leave and sneered secretly: "In the sect, there are sect rules and regulations, and Xuguchen is protecting you, so I can't take your life, but if you leave the sect, no one can save you! "
Diao Yunfeng on the side said: "Senior brother, if he goes to find the fourth-level winged tiger, he will die or not, so why should we bother him?"
"What do you know!" Wen Shiliu said: "He has hurt my Red Fire Peak sect several times and humiliated my sect. We must not let him go easily! Send someone to keep an eye on him immediately until he is far away from the sect. , I will immediately go and take his life!"
"Yes!" Diao Yunfeng then asked Xia Li, who was also in the early stage of Qingyou Realm, to follow Ye Ling and find out his whereabouts.
Xia Li responded, and Wen Shiliu also returned to the sect, summoning Lu Yinan and others to go with him.
Ye Ling even injured Qin Yuanlang and Chu Ao'an, and Wen Shiliu did not dare to face them alone for fear of something unexpected happening.
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Ye Ling traveled far for who knows how long, and finally saw various cities. This city is much larger than Yunlan Town, with tall walls, bustling with people, and an endless stream of people coming and going.
After half a year, Ye Ling once again found himself in the ordinary world. It felt like he was in another world. He had so many insights in his heart that cannot be described.
After finding a noodle stall, Ye Ling sat down and asked for a bowl of hot noodle soup, staring at it in trance.
After practicing immortality and enlightenment, he had already cut off ordinary food and breathed in spiritual energy, so he no longer felt hungry or cold. The only thing Ye Ling had eaten in the past six months was a few cups of fairy tea and Zuiyun fine wine.
The waiter in the shop, who had a delicate face, stepped forward and said with a smile: "This little Taoist must have been enlightened in the mountains for a long time and has not often walked around in the world. He has already stopped eating, right?"
Ye Ling smiled slightly, picked up the chopsticks and said, "When you come to this place, do as the Romans do. This bowl of hot noodle soup is the perfect thing for the occasion."
The noodles are smooth in the mouth, and the saltiness is just right, which evokes the long-lost popularity in Ye Ling.
Ye Ling asked: "Your city is quite lively, but you can also tell that I live in the mountains for a long time."
The waiter said: "Little Taoist Priest, please don't underestimate me. Although I am a human being with naked eyes, I have seen a lot of monks like you. Our city is called Qinglin City, and it is connected to the main roads from north to south. Ours is the only big city in a hundred miles where monks often come and go, but it’s rare to see people like you visiting our little stall.”
Ye Ling smiled and replied: "I am a young person in the sect and don't have much money, so I can't afford to eat in a good restaurant. I used to be a boy in a blacksmith shop. I will never forget the taste of this noodle soup in my life!" "
After saying that, Ye Ling took a sip of the noodle soup and had endless aftertaste.
