The Water and Fire Infinite Fan has its own destructive power. Several acres of fields on the hillside were destroyed in one time, and all the elixirs and celestial herbs inside were destroyed. Even the originally exquisite courtyard was now in ruins and a mess.
Seeing that this manor would be destroyed if this continued, Ye Ling couldn't bear it, so he got up and flew away from the hillside.
Li Jingming was not willing to let go, so he stepped on the void and chased after him. However, Ye Ling's movement was quick and he was soon far away.
Li Jingming stopped now, his eyes so gloomy that they were about to drip with water.
There was news about the messenger talisman on his waist, and Tian Xia had already rushed back, probably knowing about Yuan Zi. Only then did Li Jingming stop to think about countermeasures.
After a long time, the two surviving followers caught up and they were already out of breath: "Master, where is that young man?"
"Two losers!"
Li Jingming had nowhere to vent his anger, so he had no choice but to vent his anger on his two followers. Then he ordered: "You two go back immediately to gather people and search for this person in the entire religion. You must not let him go!"
"yes!"
The two attendants had not seen such a ferocious expression on Li Jingming for a long time, and they were very frightened, so they hurriedly left to gather help.
The cooked duck, and the duck that had been cooked for many years, was seen flying away, which made anyone feel sad: "It seems that I can't eat alone anymore."
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But it was said that after Ye Ling saw no one chasing him, he hurriedly dropped down and hid on a hill. The situation of the Holy Spirit Church is unclear. If it continues to be too arrogant in the sky, it will easily lead to other troubles.
Seeing that there were few people here, Ye Ling secretly breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to open the cage that trapped Ling'er.
But when he took out the cage from the jade finger, Ye Ling changed his mind and said to Ling'er, "Don't be afraid, Ling'er, we have escaped."
Ling'er said fearfully: "Brother, I'm so scared. Where has Grandpa Tian gone? Why can't I see him here to protect Ling'er?"
Ye Ling comforted him: "Grandpa Tian will be here soon, but Ling'er, I can't let you out yet. This cage can isolate the spiritual energy on your body. Only in this way will we not be easily discovered."
Ling'er said: "Ling'er believes in big brother, and Ling'er will do whatever big brother says."
"Okay, I'll put Ling'er in my thumb first, don't be afraid."
"Ling'er is not afraid. There is a beautiful little bird in big brother's finger. Ling'er likes it very much."
"Little bird?"
When Ye Ling was wondering, a light flashed through the jasper finger, and a blue roc flew out, landed on Ye Ling's shoulder and chirped, seemingly very happy.
Ye Ling's face was filled with joy. Since the time in the Ancient Moon Cave, the roc had absorbed a large amount of moonlight and then fell into a deep sleep. Ye Ling didn't know the reason and didn't try to disturb him because he didn't want to wake up suddenly today.
Moreover, Ye Ling saw that the color of its feathers had changed. It had grown one foot longer and had a purple and a red tuft on its tail feathers. It had changed from a one-color tail to a three-color tail. It must have been a great benefit.
At this moment, he pointed at Ling'er in the cage with his wings, his eyes full of light as he looked at the food. It was obvious that this greedy little guy sensed the majestic spiritual energy in Ling'er's body and wanted to devour it.
Ye Ling said to Qingpengniao with a straight face: "This is Ling'er, my friend, and will also be your friend from now on. You can't hurt her. Do you understand?"
Qingpengniao heard this. Although he was a little frustrated, he still did not dare to disobey Ye Ling and nodded in agreement.
Ye Ling put the cage that trapped Ling'er back into the jade finger, turned to look at Qingpengniao: "Do you want to go in and accompany Ling'er?"
Qingpengniao shook his head repeatedly. It finally woke up and did not want to continue hiding inside. Especially the Holy Spirit Cult's abundant spiritual energy made him feel very comfortable.
He was unwilling, and Ye Ling didn't force him, so he sat down cross-legged, regained some power, and then looked for a way out.
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Tian Xiashi stood on the hillside, looking at the destroyed fields with extremely sad eyes.
The mad doctor also followed behind him. Seeing the mess, he immediately laughed loudly: "Hahaha, the old guy must have received his comeuppance, he deserves it!"
Tian Xia Shi turned around sharply, glared at him, and shouted: "When I have nothing to do, I bicker with you to relieve my boredom. Now that something big has happened, I don't have time to play tricks with you anymore!"
After saying this, everything in the field was like a white light shooting into the sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye. As soon as he came back, he couldn't feel the breath of Ye Ling and Ling'er, so he knew that something big happened. Ye Ling didn't care at all, but Ling'er must not have anything happen to him.
The mad doctor was suddenly yelled at and was stunned for a long time. When Tian Xiashi left, he finally came to his senses. He didn't know what he was thinking of, but he hurriedly left: "I'm afraid it's not my business here. If that's the case, I won’t survive.”
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The mountain forest was silent. Ye Ling was sitting cross-legged under a big tree. Green roc birds were flying around the forest. Seeing him come back with a disappointed look on his face, he thought he had not found anything interesting.
Ye Ling slowly opened his eyes and saw the green roc flying back, so he asked, "Have you found a way out?"
The Qingpeng bird stretched out its wings and touched its chin, thinking for a long time, but could not think of a way out.
Ye Ling smiled helplessly. Although this Qingpeng bird was mysterious, it was still a child at heart and only cared about having fun.
He stood up and walked down a creek, but gradually the forest became denser and the leaves became denser, and he became more and more directionless.
Not long after, Qingpeng seemed to sense something and curled up on Ye Ling's shoulder, trembling slightly.
Ye Ling's consciousness went out, and he soon frowned. He suddenly realized that there seemed to be no life in this space. Even the ancient trees beside him had no life fluctuations.
Ye Ling stretched out his hand and gently placed it on the tree trunk. He felt a stinging pain immediately, and then the tree gradually faded and withered, turning into ash and scattered.
Ye Ling was horrified. He might have strayed into something terrible because of his ignorance.
He looked back and suddenly realized that the creek he was looking for had disappeared. The woods were dark and deep, and there was not much sunlight.
Ye Ling took a step forward and rose into the air, intending to escape from this strange forest in the air. But as soon as he stood up, he felt a heavy weight under his feet, which made him unable to fly and fell back to the ground again.
Ye Ling looked at the Qingpeng bird. The Qingpeng bird flapped its wings and struggled upwards, but like Ye Ling, it was unable to rise into the air and fell back on his shoulder.
Ye Ling's face was solemn, he closed his eyes, and his consciousness condensed and peered along his feet. Then a trace of sharp energy fell on the ground, and was wiped out by a force in the blink of an eye.
Ye Ling suddenly opened his eyes and saw an ancient Dao pattern light up on the ground. It disappeared in a blink of an eye. It was the sharp energy that killed Ye Ling.
"Is this a formation, or..."
Ye Ling was puzzled. In fact, he was still a fledgling. He still had too many unknowns about cultivating Taoism, and it was always difficult to resolve dangers by himself.
As soon as Ye Ling thought about it, the wooden sword behind his back flew out and landed in Ye Ling's hand. The whole body was surrounded by sharp edges, and he suddenly slashed out a sword in front of him. The sword energy shot out in all directions, killing all the ancient trees blocking the road.
But he never thought that as the ancient tree was cut down, the layers of Dao patterns in the void would glow with a clear light, and the irresistible Dao power would crush Ye Ling in an instant.
Ye Ling's expression changed greatly. This was no longer a force he could contend with. Even a powerful person with a higher level of cultivation than him would have difficulty surviving.
Just when he was losing all hope, the green roc bird on his shoulder sang loudly and flew in front of Ye Ling. The whole body was filled with colorful divine light. This light fell in front of him like a rainbow, and the force was like a torrent meeting a sharp stone, and was swept away by a wave. Divide into two and disperse to both sides.
After the force calmed down and dissipated, Qingpengniao fell into Ye Ling's arms as if without strength. Ye Ling quickly took out a few pills and gave them to him, which made him slightly better.
Ye Ling said gratefully: "You saved me again. I really don't know how to thank you."
The green roc bird chirped twice, feeling very happy in its heart.
Ye Ling hugged him and raised his head to look around. The entire forest disappeared and was replaced by an endless wasteland. There was no grass growing on the ground, only some black stripes, which contained a strong power of destruction. If you touch it, you will be healed. The path of death disappears.
Ye Ling didn't dare to move now. He knew that there were invisible Dao marks everywhere around him. If he continued to be as reckless as before, he would really die here.
Seeing that the Qingpeng bird in his arms was so weak, he sat down temporarily and took out some elixirs to help the Qingpeng bird regain its strength. Faced with such a dilemma, two people are always stronger than one person.
"Two people are stronger than one!"
Thinking of this, Ye Ling's eyes suddenly lit up and he took out Ling'er and Jin Cong from the jasper finger.
As soon as Fang showed up, Ling'er screamed softly and said in fear: "Brother, what kind of place is this? Ling'er is so scared!"
"Don't be afraid, Ling'er," Ye Ling comforted Ling'er and said, "We are trapped here and we are trying to find a way out. Does Ling'er have any good ideas?"
Ling'er was still looking like a mist. After hovering in the cage for a while, he said to Ye Ling: "Brother, Ling'er can feel the Dao patterns here. If you follow my guidance, we can get out!"
"Very good!"
Ye Ling's bet was indeed right. Ling'er was a ten thousand-year-old spring spirit, an innate creature. It was much more sensitive to spiritual energy fluctuations than humans, so Ling'er was able to sense the location of the Dao Mark.
So, Ye Ling hugged the Qingpeng bird and held the cage in his hand, listening to Ling'er's guidance and moving forward: "
Big brother, take five steps to the right and then three steps forward. "
"Take two steps to the right, then six steps to the left..."
Although it was very slow to walk like this, the sky here was chaotic, and it was impossible to distinguish between day and night. All I knew was that after a long time, Ye Ling and the three finally climbed over the hillside they had seen before.
Standing on the hillside and looking forward, I saw only a group of green trees and dark mountains, which were completely different from those behind me.
However, Ye Ling learned a lesson and no longer dared to believe what he saw with his eyes. Instead, he asked Ling'er, "Ling'er, is everything in front of you true or false?"
"Of course it's true!" Linger smiled when he heard this: "Brother, don't you still believe your eyes?"
Ye Ling sighed: "I really can't believe what I see with my eyes in this world. Forget it, you will understand in the future."
As they walked down, Ling'er said: "Brother, don't worry, there are no invisible Dao patterns here, and there shouldn't be any danger."
"I hope so!"
Ye Ling stepped forward and suddenly felt a trace of murderous intent. Then he hurriedly put Ling'er and Qingpeng bird back into the jade finger. The sound of the wooden sword pierced the sky, and the sharp aura immediately protected his whole body.
Almost as soon as he blinked, the light around Ye Ling flickered, and the formation patterns under his feet were revealed, connecting into strange symbols, and a series of strong winds were generated out of the sky, slashing towards Ye Ling.
The edge of the sword seemed very fragile in front of these strong winds, and it was instantly shattered at the slightest contact.
Ye Ling stepped forward with one step, using the first form of the Heaven-Destroying Sword Technique, a sword of Lingchen, and the second form of the sword, a thousand-mile horizontal sword, slashed down one after another.
The waning moon-shaped sword energy crisscrossed, protecting Ye Ling's entire body in the center, facing off against the surrounding wind. For a moment, the roar of fighting continued in the ears, and the sword aura was filled with innate Gang Qi, which was as strong as the Gang Feng.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Ling stepped on Xuantian's afterimage and rushed towards the edge of the formation. But the formation seemed to understand Ye Ling's intention, and a wall of wind rose up around it. Strong winds raged from the wall, and anyone who was not careful would be seriously injured.
Ye Ling shouted loudly, and the innate energy gathered crazily at the tip of the sword, and then he used the Heaven-Destroying Sword Technique with all his strength. That bit of cold light grew from the middle of the wind wall like a bud, and then the cracks expanded, and a person fell suddenly. entrance of the cave.
Ye Ling saw the right moment, and Xuantian's afterimage pushed with all his strength, and rushed out when the cave entrance merged.
Unexpectedly, a strong wind fell from behind, and Ye Ling screamed and rolled to the ground. The wound on his back was so deep that his bones were visible, and he was bleeding.
Although Ye Ling's body is powerful, he is helpless in the face of this strong wind. Even a powerful Taoist body in the Immortal Realm will either die or be injured when encountering this strong wind. Fortunately, Ye Ling had the innate Qi in his body that could compete with it, otherwise he would never have been able to escape this disaster.
Although he was seriously injured, Ye Ling managed to escape from the formation. He endured the pain and sat up. He first used his energy to seal the meridians and blood vessels to stop the blood loss. Then he hurriedly stuffed the healing elixir into his mouth and used his energy to activate the medicine.
The elixirs that Ye Ling obtained from the Demon Saint's Tomb were all of the highest quality and had mellow potency. Soon the wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Ye Ling felt that it was not enough, so he ate a few more. If there were any monks who knew the way of alchemy, they would probably scold Ye Ling for being wasteful. Of course, Ye Ling himself will also know how wasteful he is now.
It wasn't until the wound was repaired by the medicine, leaving only a small scar, that Ye Ling stood up. But he immediately staggered, heartbroken with pain.
This Gangfeng was different from ordinary sword injuries. Although the external injuries were cured by the elixir, the internal injuries left behind were still serious and could not be healed so quickly.
Ye Ling stood up with his hands on his shoulders and looked at the changes around him. The large formation that almost killed Ye Ling has disappeared, and the surrounding mountains and forests are no longer visible. Instead, there is a thick fog, which is getting thicker and thicker, almost to the point where you can't even see your fingers.
Ye Ling closed his eyes, and his consciousness covered the surrounding area. However, this mist was not ordinary water vapor. It could not only block his sight, but also his consciousness. Even though Ye Ling's consciousness far exceeded the Lingxu realm, it was still the same as his eyes at this moment. Not seen.
Helpless, Ye Lingzhong took out the golden cage again and asked Ling'er: "Ling'er, is your consciousness affected by this place? Can you find a way out?"
Ling'er floated in the cage, and after carefully sensing it, he said: "Brother, this water vapor is not an ordinary thing, but a kind of innate spiritual mist called clouds. If you are enveloped by this mist, you will gradually lose your cultivation. With his spiritual consciousness, he gradually fell into sleep."
Ye Ling was shocked: "Does Ling'er have a way to deal with it?"
"Of course!" Ling'er said with a smile: "Before I fully achieved spiritual consciousness, I once stayed in a place with gurgling clouds. Not only did these spiritual mists have no effect on me at all, but they were of great benefit to me!"
As he spoke, Ling'er's current water vapor shone with a glimmer of light, and then he saw the surrounding mist begin to gather towards the golden cage and be absorbed by Ling'er.
Not long after, Ye Ling felt that the surrounding fog had become too thin, and he could see things ten feet away.
Unexpectedly, Ling'er stopped absorbing, burped and said: "Brother, there is too much Gurgling Cloud Spirit Mist here, Ling'er can't eat it."
Ye Ling smiled slightly and said: "Ling'er has done a good job. You should have a good rest first and refine the flowing cloud spirit mist in your body, and leave the rest to me!"
Ling'er responded and said to Ye Ling: "Brother, Ling'er feels that there seems to be something right in front of us. Let's go that way."
"Okay, just listen to Ling'er."
So, Ye Lingzhong took Ling'er back into his jade finger and looked straight ahead. Although he couldn't feel it, he still believed Ling'er's words.
Therefore, Ye Ling stepped on Xuantian's afterimage and rushed forward.
