Chu Wenfeng bowed his hands and said, "On behalf of Brother Li, I would like to thank Saint Hongde for your forgiveness!"
Behind him, Song Baifan also stepped forward and said with a smile: "Brother Li, why don't you thank the saint for not killing her?"
Li Jingming snorted coldly. He knew that Sheng Qingyao didn't dare to do anything to him, so he really couldn't swallow this bad breath.
Sheng Qingyao looked around and saw that more and more disciples of the Holy Spirit Sect were gathering together, including many people with advanced cultivation, but most of them were watching with cold eyes and taking pleasure in others' misfortunes.
There was a long path to the sky, and four people came shoulder-to-shoulder through the air. The fairy clouds were lingering, causing the void to vibrate and the path to resonate.
These four people were the four hall masters of Sun, Moon, Star and Chen. As soon as they showed up, the Holy Spirit Cult disciples all bowed and saluted, congratulating in unison: "Greetings to the four hall masters!"
Xu Mi walked forward with a smile, took Sheng Qingyao's hand and asked, "What made my sister so angry?"
Sheng Qingyao deliberately shouted loudly so that everyone around could hear clearly: "The leader's longevity ceremony is about to come, but Li Jingming brought the Suntang disciples to talk about searching for some thieves, which made the church a mess. I argued with him, but he took action against me. !Sister, look at the scars on my arms!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar, not because of the thieves, but because Li Jingming dared to hit the saint. The saint's status in the church needs no explanation. This move is really difficult to understand.
Song Baifan shook his head appropriately and sighed: "Brother Li was also impulsive. Please ask the saint not to pursue the matter."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was another uproar. These words confirmed the fact that Li Jingming attacked the saint.
Li Jingming looked ugly and secretly looked at his father Li Chunyuan. Li Chunyuan also looked angry. He originally asked Li Jingming to quietly visit and arrest Ye Ling, but who would have thought that Li Jingming would make such a big noise.
"Such a thing could happen!" Xu Mi looked at Sheng Qingyao's injuries and covered her mouth with surprise: "It's shocking, it's shocking!"
Before Li Jingming could defend himself, Gao Lingzhi waved his hand, and two disciples, also wearing black robes and big hats whose faces could not be seen clearly, stepped forward and tied up Li Jingming with two iron chains, one on the left and one on the right.
Chentang disciples are in charge of the punishment of the holy religion, they are upright and selfless!
Li Jingming hurriedly called for help: "Father, help the child!"
Just as Li Chunyuan was about to speak, Xu Mi interrupted: "The crime of offending the saint is not small. But it is the birthday ceremony now, so Hall Master Gao might as well imprison him first and deal with him later."
Gao Lingzhi nodded, his voice still hoarse: "Put him in a cell and keep him under strict supervision!"
"yes!"
The two disciples took Li Jingming away without giving Li Chunyuan a chance to speak.
Li Chunyuan snorted coldly and left with a puff of sleeves.
Xu Mi smiled and winked at Sheng Qingyao. Although she didn't know the whole story, she would stand on this side as long as it was Sheng Qingyao's matter.
The four hall masters left one after another, and the onlookers dispersed, but what happened today will be spread for some time.
Sheng Qingyao turned back to Qiu Yu and Qinglan and said, "It's time for us to go back."
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Baifan stepped forward with a smile: "Holy girl, what do you think of what you just said?"
Sheng Qingyao said: "Thank you very much, Senior Brother Song, for speaking up just now. When I have free time in the future, I will definitely visit you and express my thanks again."
After saying that, she turned around and left with the two maids.
Song Baifan was overjoyed. It was all worth it to leave a good impression in Sheng Qingyao's heart.
Behind him, a Suntang disciple cautiously stepped forward and asked, "Do we still need to continue looking for that thief?"
Song Baifan glared at him and said, "What an idiot. Do you want the saint to come and beat you up? Why don't you go and call everyone back? Do whatever you have to do."
"Disciple understands, disciple, go now!" The man left in a hurry, not wanting them to take their anger out on him.
Chu Wenfeng took the initiative to ask for the first time: "This matter is strange. Do you know what's going on?"
Song Baifan shook his head and said: "We are all people with high status, how can we tell the secrets to me? It is not easy to be wise and protect yourself. As long as you don't get into trouble, everything will be fine."
After saying that, the two of them also left in the air...
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On the hill, Ye Ling recovered his Tao power. When he opened his eyes, he saw Ying Gou still guarding the bottom of the hill. He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Senior is really very patient!"
Ying Gou said: "I have already died as a ghost, and I have been trapped in this ghost place for so many years. The most important thing I lack is patience."
Ye Ling rolled his eyes and asked: "Senior, do you know that there is a Holy Spirit Sect in the outside world that has taken over this small world?"
Ying Gou paused after hearing the words, shook his head and said, "I can't go in or out, how can I know about the outside world?"
Ye Ling knew that this statement was a lie. Even if he could get in here, even the masters of the Holy Spirit Cult would naturally be able to discover this secret place. But Ye Ling didn't know why Yinggou hid it.
"Does senior know about my master?"
Ye Ling had always been curious about who the master they were talking about was, and after thinking about it, it was better to ask directly.
Ying Gou sneered: "Since you are not his disciple, you don't need to know about him!"
Ye Ling frowned slightly and asked again: "It seems that you are lying to me. You don't know at all. I'd better ask the Great Sage."
"Him?" Yinggou said with a smile: "What does he know? If I hadn't brought him to see me back then, he wouldn't have had any hope these years!"
"You two bastards, if you want to chat, come down and chat with me!" Sun Hou'er, who was pressed down at the foot of the mountain, looked dissatisfied: "You should leave me alone here, but you shouldn't!"
Ye Ling shouted at the foot of the mountain: "Great Sage, Senior Yinggou wants to kill me, but I can't go down!"
"Win Gou!" Sun Hou'er shouted: "You can't kill him. I've thought clearly. He is indeed the descendant of that kid. If you don't believe me, show him a few moves!"
Ying Gou said: "I have seen his sword moves before, and they are indeed correct. But based on this alone, I still can't believe him!"
After hearing the conversation between the two, Ye Ling suddenly realized that his sword skills were passed down by the nameless man in white. It seemed that the master they were talking about was exactly that person!
It's just that the man in white has no name. Ye Ling has no idea who this person is, so it's not easy to prove.
Ying Gou seemed to have read Ye Ling's thoughts and said, "If you can find evidence to prove that you are his disciple, I will not only not kill you, but I will also treat you well!"
Ye Ling fell into deep thought. He looked inside and came to the sea of consciousness. On the edge of a blue water bank, Ye Ling stepped into the small courtyard. There was no change in the courtyard. There was a sword manual and a sword diagram on the stone table.
Ye Ling looked at the sword diagram. It was already made up of three pieces into one third. There were some outlines on the coarse khaki cloth, but the area was too small to see what was drawn.
With a thought in Ye Ling's mind, a golden light appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and the sword diagram slowly floated out and appeared in front of Ye Ling.
"Senior, can you recognize this object?"
Yinggou's expression did not change. He looked carefully and gritted his teeth and said, "You are really entertaining me. Let's see if I don't torture you to death!"
Ye Ling hurriedly took back the sword diagram, thinking that Ying Gou didn't recognize the object, so the only sword manual in the sea of consciousness was the Heaven-Destroying Sword Technique.
Therefore, Ye Ling manifested the sword manual again, but the sword manual was not a physical entity and could only be transformed into a virtual shadow using Tao power and spiritual consciousness.
Unexpectedly, Yinggou's face turned gloomy, obviously feeling that he was being teased by Ye Ling again.
Ye Ling was confused. This was what the man in white gave him. Why didn't Ying Gou recognize it? Could there be some discrepancy in it?
Sun Hou'er at the foot of the mountain didn't know the situation on the mountain, so he just urged: "Young man Ye, don't hide it. I guarantee you that as long as you are that person's disciple, this ghost Ying Gou will never dare to hurt you." Hair."
Even so, Ye Ling really couldn't find anything to prove it. In his eagerness, he looked inside again, came into the sea of consciousness, rummaged around in the small courtyard, and finally saw a book left in the house.
This scroll was handed to him by the man in white in the sea of consciousness. It contained some cultivation methods for the innate realm. Ye Ling had not read it for a long time.
"It only depends on you, success or failure depends on this!"
With a thought in his mind, Ye Ling once again guided the scroll with his spiritual consciousness and manifested it out of his body.
As soon as the scroll came out, a ray of light shot out and was reflected in front of Ying Gou. Ying Gou looked shocked when he saw it, and then looked at Ye Ling: "So you are really his disciple!"
Ye Ling let out a sigh of relief. It seemed that there was no way out, and he finally found the right proof.
After Ye Ling put away the scroll, Ying Gou said: "He wrote this volume of the cultivation techniques of the Xiantian realm here. I deliberately left a little soul mark at that time, just to find his successor in the future. It seems that you He is indeed his disciple."
Ye Ling didn't answer. After all, he didn't know the true identity of the man in white.
Ying Gou was about to turn around, but saw that Ye Ling was indifferent and couldn't help but said: "I won't kill you anymore, why don't you come down quickly?"
How could Ye Ling dare to believe him so easily? He said: "You tortured me to pieces just now, and now you say you won't kill me. Which one should I believe?"
Sun Hou'er laughed at the foot of the mountain and said: "You unlucky guy, I can't help but feel angry. It's okay now. It's your turn to provide evidence this time!"
Yinggou rarely refuted Sun Hou'er, but said: "Your master once helped me, so I can't harm his disciples."
Ye Ling naturally couldn't believe him with just a few words, so he remained indifferent.
Ying Gou snorted coldly and said, "Believe it or not, staying on top for the rest of your life has nothing to do with me." After saying that, he turned and left.
When Ye Ling saw him leaving, he didn't know if it was true or a trick, so he didn't dare to take any action, but he heard Sun Hou'er from the mountain laugh and say: "Young man Ye, please come down, Ying Gou is in front of me. Let the three of us have a good chat, you can't Like us, if you stay here for the rest of your life, you have to find a way out, right?"
Hearing this, Ye Ling looked down for a long time, looked at the Qingpeng bird, and then whispered a few words into its ear to discuss countermeasures and ensure that if something unexpected happened later, he could run up to escape.
When one man and one bird were ready, they bravely went down the mountain. When they came to the foot of the mountain, they saw Ying Gou sitting on the stone with his head bowed and silent.
Sun Hou'er said to Ye Ling: "Come here and sit down and chat. Don't worry, I will never dare to do anything to you again."
Ye Ling couldn't believe it easily, so he stood there and said, "You two seniors have something to say, and I can hear it clearly even here."
Sun Hou'er complained to Ying Gou and said, "It's all you who scared people."
Ying Gou snorted contemptuously and said, "It's hard for a timid little person to achieve great things."
Sun Houer smiled and said: "It's been too long, we have to confirm. How is your master?"
Ye Ling hesitated again and again before telling him everything about himself and Jian Tu, but he hid some key things and only said that he was indeed his successor.
After hearing Ye Ling's words, Ying Gou and Sun Hou'er looked at each other, and Ying Gou said: "If it's as you said, has he been dead for a long time?"
Sun Hou'er sighed: "Back then, he said that if he had no chance to come here again, he would send his descendants here, but now you don't know anything about it. It's really... alas!"
Sun Hou'er sighed loudly. He had been trapped for too long. He originally thought that Ye Ling's hope of leaving would be shattered so quickly.
Ye Ling still didn't know the whole story, so he asked: "Senior, can you tell me clearly what happened back then?"
Sun Hou'er said slowly: "Back then, your master, that is, that boy Qi, was just like you. He accidentally bumped into this place, and ended up hitting the winning hook."
"It turns out that the man in white is named Qi!" Ye Ling remembered it silently.
Ying Gou said: "I almost went crazy while practicing martial arts, and my life was saved by your master accidentally. Although it was a coincidence, it was fate and destiny. I owe him, so I won't hurt you at all."
Ye Ling nodded, but still stood there, with no intention of harming others and no intention of guarding against others. What's more, there are two old monsters in front of him who have lived for hundreds of thousands of years. I'm afraid I can't defeat them.
Sun Hou'er continued: "He has been living here for a while, mainly because he can't get out. We gave him a few pointers, and he also has excellent qualifications and has made rapid progress in practice. Moreover, his swordsmanship is very unique, we Remember it when you see it.”
"So when I saw the swordsmanship you used, I knew you were his descendant," Ying Gou said, pointing to Ye Ling's back again: "And your wooden sword is also his."
"It's his too?"
Ye Ling was shocked. He had no idea about this matter. He got this wooden sword from Qingxu Valley. It seemed that the man in white had also been to Qingxu Valley and met Qingyangzi and the others.
"He later became stronger and found a way to leave, and promised to find a way to rescue the two of us after he left." Sun Hou'er said with a smile: "He also said that if he did not survive that day, he would send his disciples to the front. Come."
Ying Gou curled his lips and said: "It's a pity that you don't know anything. Fortunately, I left a mark on the exercises he wrote for future inspection. It seems that it is useless, monkey, you just stay here for the rest of your life!"
Sun Hou'er was not to be outdone: "I can't get out, and you can't get out either. Don't make fun of anyone else!"
Ye Ling basically knew the general outline of the matter, but he was just an outsider and could do nothing about what the two of them said. Even now, he was trapped here with no way out.
"You kid, if you don't know about this, how did you get in?"
