The Holy Spirit Sect was in chaos, and the Five Elements Spiritual Veins were scattered in all directions, causing everyone in the sect to rush to hunt him down. There was no order and no order. Li Chunyuan, who was supposed to stop everyone, turned out to be the most greedy person.
In front of Sheng Qingyao, Li Chunyuan saw the bamboo basket fetching water, but he was in vain. He couldn't help but feel furious, but he didn't dare to speak. After all, Sheng Qingyao had a transcendent status, and even if he was the hall master, he had no right to question him.
Four of the five elements of spiritual veins had been lost. Li Chunyuan suddenly remembered that there was still a golden element of spiritual veins that had not been captured. With a thought in his mind, he immediately chased after him.
As soon as he left, Tian Xiashi, who was dressed in vines, appeared beside Sheng Qingyao with a hoe, shook his head and said: "The great road is invisible, but he is so paranoid, I may not be able to improve anymore."
Sheng Qingyao didn't answer. He didn't care about Li Chunyuan now, he only thought about Ye Ling. It was only because the timing was right that she took action. Otherwise, she would not want to offend the leader of the hall.
"Sister Yao, we have found Young Master Ye!" Qiu Yu hurriedly flew over and pointed in the direction behind him: "Young Master Ye is over there, and Sister Qinglan has passed by!"
Before he finished speaking, Sheng Qingyao turned into a breeze and rushed over.
Tian Xia had no choice but to grab Qiu Yu and shrink his feet to the ground. He seemed to be strolling leisurely, but he soon came over there.
Above the void, Ye Ling stood with his sword in hand. The wooden sword had a sharp edge, and a small golden dragon coiled around the sword, which was the golden spiritual vein.
The surroundings were surrounded by Holy Spirit Cult disciples, and a fire dragon under Li Chunyuan's feet roared, scorching the void. He looked cold and shouted: "I don't care who you are, hand over that golden spirit vein, I will spare your life!"
Ye Ling's expression was as usual, his posture was upright, his robes were fluttering in the wind, making hunting noises, but there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "With Hall Master Li's sinister heart, how can I survive today?"
"Now that you know it, the trapped beast shouldn't struggle fearlessly!" Li Chunyuan had long recognized Ye Ling as the person who snatched the Wanzai Quan Ling from Li Jingming's mouth. The Wan Zai Quan Ling plus the Jinxing Spirit Vein, either one would be sentenced to death. .
Ye Ling did not answer, but looked at the other side, where he saw Jin Chanzi sitting cross-legged on the head of the cloud, holding a purple gold alms bowl in his hand; Sun Hou'er stood behind him, with an extremely irritable face, reaching out to buckle the golden hoop on his head. But I couldn't get it off.
Ye Ling smiled and said: "Great Sage, I don't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing to escape from trouble today. It would be better to put on the tight spell and not have to be pressed under the Five Elements Mountain!"
Hearing this, Jin Chanzi was shocked. He slowly opened his eyes and asked with a smile: "How can this donor recognize my Buddhist treasure?"
"I not only know the tight curse, but I also know that Master, you came to the East this time to find disciples to go with you to the bliss of the West, worship Buddha and seek scriptures, and spread the Dharma to the world!"
As soon as these words came out, Jin Chanzi's eyes trembled slightly, and he clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the donor is indeed a very human being. If there is a chance, the young monk would like to have a laugh with the donor."
"Oh?" Ye Ling said with a smile when he heard this: "In that case, how about you accept me as your disciple, Master, to light lamps, hold scriptures for you, and lead horses and carry burdens?"
Ye Ling was doing this as a temporary solution. He could not escape from the Holy Spirit Cult on his own. If he relied on Jin Chanzi, he might still have a chance.
Now he can only think of ways to save his life. As for the future, he has no time to think about it.
Unexpectedly, Jin Chanzi was not an innocent person. He shook his head and said, "The donor is too violent and has no affinity with my Buddha. He cannot enter the Buddha's door."
Ye Ling laughed loudly when he heard this, looked at Sun Hou'er on the side and said, "The Great Sage is the real Great Sage, but it's a pity that he met a fake Tang Monk!"
No one knew what the words meant. Sun Hou'er secretly gritted his teeth and was about to step forward, but was stopped by Jin Chanzi: "Disciple, we have nothing to do with you here anymore. Just leave as your master!"
After saying that, Jin Chanzi stood up and saluted Li Chunyuan: "I apologize for disturbing you. The poor monk has found his disciple, so I'm leaving now!"
Li Chunyuan was silent, this Golden Chanzi came from Leiyin Temple, the first Buddhist sect among the three religions, and its strength was extraordinary and unfathomable, and the Taoist tools he took out were rare in the world.
The Holy Spirit Sect was busy at the moment, and since he did not want to be an enemy, Li Chunyuan hurriedly sent the Buddha away: "No!"
Jin Chanzi turned around and left with a smile. Sun Houer sighed with hatred, looked at Ye Ling, reached out and pulled out a hair from the back of his head, threw it to Ye Ling and said, "Survive!"
Ye Ling didn't know what the purpose of this monkey hair was, but at this moment, Sun Hou'er handed it over to him. It must be extraordinary. He held it tightly in his hand: "If we can meet again, I will ask the great sage for advice!"
"Disciple!" Jin Chanzi turned around and said, "If you don't leave quickly, are you going to recite the tightening curse for your master again?"
Sun Hou'er had no choice but to leave.
As soon as the two left, Li Chunyuan's energy suddenly rose up, covering the entire sky. The coercion of the Immortal Realm fell on Ye Ling head-on. Although he did not bend at all, he could still hear the bones around his body creaking.
He has not evolved into a Dao bone yet, and this Dao body is still incomplete. If it were not for his strong physique, others would have spit out blood and been seriously injured.
Li Chunyuan was anxious, regardless of his identity, he took a step forward, and a large handprint appeared in his right hand and he grabbed Ye Ling. The handprint was filled with blazing fire, burning the void, causing all the disciples around him to retreat for fear of being affected.
Ye Ling refused to dodge, holding on to the pressure of the Tao force. He slowly raised the wooden sword in his hand, and the golden spirit veins covering the sword actually let out a burst of dragon roar. Then the wooden sword was filled with cold light, and the edge of the sword was broken. Kong rushed out and faced the fire seal.
In the fierce light, the sword energy shuttled vertically and horizontally, trying to separate them, but the fire energy was too strong, a sword energy passed through, and then reconnected with more power.
Ye Ling hurriedly retreated to avoid it, but unexpectedly, two iron ropes shot from behind, trying to capture Ye Ling.
Ye Ling turned around and used the half-moon sword energy to meet the iron rope. However, it was like a wave hitting a rock, and it immediately spread out in all directions, unable to stop it at all.
Helpless, Ye Ling hurriedly activated Xuantian's afterimage to avoid it. But he didn't expect that the momentum of the Immortal Realm was looming overhead, causing Ye Ling's body movements to freeze and slow down to the extreme.
Accidentally, an iron rope hit Ye Ling's back. The iron rope seemed to have been filled with thousands of years of cold air, and frost immediately formed on his back. The cold air entering his body almost froze Ye Ling's meridians. Fortunately, he activated his innate Qi in time to break through the ice, so he was not restrained.
Before the wave subsided, Li Chunyuan had already approached Ye Ling's side and secretly transmitted a voice: "Boy, give me the Jinxing Spirit Vein and the Wanzai Spring Spirit, and I will leave you a complete corpse!"
"You're already dead, why would you want a whole corpse?" Ye Ling sneered: "Why don't I give you the things and you accompany me to the underworld, Huangquan Road, and the Naihe Bridge. Let's go together to avoid being bullied by ghosts!"
"court death!"
Li Chunyuan punched out, and the wind was so hot that it burned the void. Ye Ling had no way to avoid it. If he was hit by this punch, he would definitely not survive.
"don't want!"
At this moment, a sweet shout rang through his ears, and the face that made Ye Ling hate him to the bone came into his eyes.
The two arms pushed forward gently, sending the person who was supposed to be in his arms away. The smile hanging on the corner of his mouth didn't know whether it was relief or relief.
"I said, it's my business to save you!"
With one punch, the fierce flames instantly swallowed Sheng Qingyao, and the surrounding void suddenly exploded like floor-to-ceiling glass. Even Sheng Qingyao, who was in the realm of immortality, punched with all his strength and was either dead or injured before he could survive the catastrophe.
"Sister Yao!"
Qinglan was originally standing on the periphery, but everything happened so fast that she couldn't react at all. When she saw the void flames, she rushed over crying.
"Come here!"
In anger, Li Chunyuan waved his sleeves and waved a Taoist force, knocking Qinglan away and vomiting blood.
Immediately afterwards, Li Chunyuan turned to look at Ye Ling. For a boy in the Lingxu realm to go to such trouble, it really made him furious. But before he could succeed, a soft drink echoed:
"Li Chunyuan, you are too presumptuous!"
Before he finished speaking, a hoe as black as ink flew over. There was no trace of Taoism, and no power could be felt.
But Li Chunyuan shrank his pupils and used his backhand to hold a fire shield in front of him.
Unexpectedly, this hoe regarded the rare treasure as if it were nothing, and smashed the cover into pieces as soon as it came in contact with it.
Li Chunyuan hurriedly used his skills, and his hands turned into walls of fire to block his body. With a loud bang, Li Chunyuan flew backwards, his sleeves were in tatters, and he could barely stabilize himself in mid-air, but there was blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.
Some people in the crowd were surprised. Who is this? He beat Li Chunyuan to injury with a hoe. Could it be that he is a powerful person in the Celestial Realm?
Who knew that an old man was walking up in the air, wearing a coarse cloth with patches piled on top of each other? His body was covered with vines, and with a gentle move of his calloused hands, the hoe flew back and was placed on his shoulders again.
It's all about Tianxia. A disciple of the Holy Spirit Religion recognized him as a priest in the religion, but why he took action against Li Chunyuan was really puzzling.
"Sister Yao!"
"Sister Yao!"
Two children, Zhuo Longzi and Feng Qingqing, hurriedly flew over. Zhuo Longzi waved his little hand and dispersed the flames, revealing Sheng Qingyao's figure.
He was seriously injured, dying, and almost dead!
"Sister Yao!"
The two children hugged Sheng Qingyao and burst into tears. Only then did everyone in the Holy Spirit Sect understand what had just happened.
Feng Qingqing cried and scolded Li Chunyuan: "You dare to hurt sister Yao, what crime should you be punished for! I will definitely accuse you in front of the leader of murdering a fellow disciple and cut you to death with a thousand knives!"
Li Chunyuan complained endlessly, how could he murder Sheng Qingyao? Who would have thought that she would intervene at the critical moment. Now there is no time to investigate the relationship between Sheng Qingyao and Ye Ling. No one can bear the crime of hurting the saint in front of everyone in the holy sect!
Qiu Yu helped Qinglan, who was also injured, and rushed over, crying and calling Sheng Qingyao.
Sheng Qingyao slowly opened her eyes, but her eyes fell on Ye Ling who was facing her. Ye Ling stood there blankly at this moment, not even grasping such a good opportunity to escape. He just looked at each other like Sheng Qingyao.
With her last strength, a smile gradually bloomed at the corners of Sheng Qingyao's mouth. She slowly closed her eyes. This smile came from the heart and was very pure.
Because she knew that everything she did was worth it, and for the first time since that incident, she saw something other than hatred in Ye Ling's eyes.
"He... finally... no longer... hates me so much..."
Yes, Sheng Qingyao was right. Opposite her, the heart that had always boasted of being firm was shaken...
