The opening words are: "
Frequently pointing out that the universe is wrong, how can one scream and scream. The clear spirit has fallen back, and the talent has just begun to dream of three thousand things. Control the changes in yin and yang, understand the ethereal mysteries, and transform the hunyuan into a qi. Yunju was not quiet, he was trying his sword and leaning on the railing.
The two love each other, feel more at ease, and don't envy immortals. Thoughts turn into hatred, and thoughts turn over and over again, making it difficult for me to feel at ease. This is a superficial relationship with no identity, but I am infatuated with love and express my tears in the passing years. Grudges never end, and there are many joys and sorrows in the world. "
A divine light penetrated the sky and the earth, and Ye Ling took one step from the teleportation array altar and stepped onto the ground of Qinglin City. The first time he came to Qinglin City was a few years ago. Ye Ling was originally going to accept a mission from the sect, but he bumped into the demon saint's tomb and was born in Qinglin City, which caused a lot of trouble.
Returning to his old place, Ye Ling lost the spirit and comfort he had when he first went down the mountain.
Walking along the street, passing by passers-by, the sound of hawking can be heard in my ears, adding a lot of fireworks.
Not long after, Ye Ling stopped in front of a noodle shop. He smiled slightly, sat down and called the waiter: "A bowl of plain noodles."
"Okay, a bowl of plain noodles!"
As he spoke, the waiter turned around and brought a bowl of steaming noodles. However, he was stunned when he saw Ye Ling, and then smiled and said: "Little Taoist Master, I haven't been here for many years."
Ye Ling was a little surprised and asked, "Do you still remember me?" When he first arrived in Qinglin City, he ordered a bowl of noodles from this shop, so when we met today, he stopped and ordered another noodle.
I could see that there were a few wrinkles on the face of this waiter, but his enthusiasm remained undiminished: "That's natural. My shop is usually filled with hard laborers. You, a cultivator, are still the first. You are a villain." Never forget."
Ye Ling smiled in relief and said, "Your family's noodles are so good because those people don't have the same taste as me."
"With your little Taoist priest's words, my shop is getting more and more prosperous!"
The two looked at each other and smiled, then got busy. If we meet by chance and have some heart-warming communication, this will make life meaningful.
After finishing the noodles, Ye Ling stood up and said goodbye, agreeing with the waiter to come back in the future. I just don’t know what spring and autumn it will be again.
After leaving Qinglin City, Ye Ling asked someone about a place to go and headed straight to a large tomb outside the city. The previous lord of Qinglin City, Song Yingfeng, is buried there.
In order to protect the people in the city, Song Yingfeng died fighting zombies, but he did not fall down even though he died. Later, the people of Qinglin City spontaneously built a tomb and a temple for him.
Arriving in front of the big tomb, Ye Ling bowed respectfully, took some wine and said, "Although I don't know the city lord personally, I respect the city lord's righteousness. I have been saved by the landlady and the others several times, but I can't repay him."
After paying homage, Ye Ling felt as if he had fulfilled a wish, and felt much more relaxed. Without any further delay on the way, he went straight to Wentian Sect Taixu Peak.
At that time, three brothers, Ye Ling, Wu Qing, and Bai Wuyu, expelled themselves from the sect. They made a promise: "If something unexpected happens and they are separated, they will return to Taixu Peak to reunite." Therefore, Ye Ling ended the relationship between the Daqian Dynasty and the Daqian Dynasty. After all the worries, I returned to Taixu Peak first, hoping that my third brother Wu Qing or my junior brother Bai Wuyu could remember the appointment they made back then.
Homecoming is like an arrow, the road is long and long, but there is no fatigue or delay.
In the distance, there is a vast sea of yellow sand, and the north wind raises dust. In the middle of the sand sea, there is a faint fairy mountain treasure cave, full of spiritual energy, but it is not where Wentian Sect is!
After seeing each other for several years, it feels like a lifetime apart. Ye Ling looked at Tianzong, but he didn't know what kind of feeling was in his heart, and his face was trembling slightly. He didn't know whether it was sadness or joy, sadness or joy.
Walking in the air, Ye Ling was no longer an ordinary person, but now when he faced Wentian Sect, he felt a deep fear. He was only afraid that the Taixu Peak would be empty and look the same as when he left.
Approaching the gate of Wentian Sect, the majestic spiritual energy hit my face, it was very familiar. But the two disciples guarding the mountain gate looked shocked when they saw Ye Ling.
Ye Ling landed on the ground, cupped his hands and said, "May I ask... Is there anyone on Guizong Taixu Peak?" Ye Ling hesitated for a moment. After all, he had not asked the disciples of Tianzong, so he asked this question.
The two disciples looked at Ye Ling, and one of them sneered: "Ye Ling, you have been expelled from the sect, why are you here today?"
"Could it be that you have changed your mind and want to beg for mercy and ask me to ask Tianzong to take you in again? Hahahaha——"
The two laughed at each other, full of disdain.
Ye Ling's face was expressionless. How could he act differently just because of a few bad words? He just said: "I just want to ask if anyone is on Taixu Peak at this time?"
"Being or not is none of your business!"
Several figures came from a distance, and the leader was Qin Yuanlang from the Red Fire Peak. Qin Yuanlang was defeated by Ye Ling twice, his Taoist heart was dusty, and he still has not entered the Lingxu realm.
Seeing his enemy in front of him, Qin Yuanlang was filled with hatred and sneered on his face: "You are no longer a disciple of the Wentian Sect. How can you be allowed to inquire about the sect's affairs at will? Get out of here!"
Ye Ling stood still, stared at Qin Yuanlang and suddenly smiled and said: "Do you in Liehuofeng still have the courage to stand up for you without fear of death?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone changed their expressions, and Qin Yuanlang became even more furious and said: "You, a loser dog with no sect and no sect, how dare you be so presumptuous!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Yuanlang's whole body was shaken, and his two palms were blazing with fire. As he shouted loudly, the flaming palm prints roared out and attacked Ye Ling.
Ye Ling refused to dodge, and a sword edge spread out from his body. The sharp energy was invisible, and it split the palm print directly and landed on Qin Yuanlang.
The body-protecting aura instantly shattered, Qin Yuanlang spat out a mouthful of old blood, and flew backwards, hitting the rocks. There was actually a cut in the Taoist robe on the chest, but there was no wound on the Taoist body.
"Lingxu Realm!"
Several people around him were greatly surprised. They did not expect that Ye Ling had reached the Lingxu realm in such a short period of time. It was really unbelievable.
Not only them, but also Ye Ling was slightly shocked. The people he faced in the Holy Spirit Sect and Taiyue City were all powerful men with profound cultivation, and he never thought that his strength had reached this level. Just now, he just wanted to guard against the palm print, and did not want to hurt Qin Yuanlang.
On a mountain pavilion in Wentian Sect, Meng Peiran, Lan Gongyue and Chu Fanyang stood and looked at the conflict at the mountain gate.
Lan Gongyue said in surprise: "He is indeed not an ordinary person. No wonder he is favored by Master Chen's uncle. How long has it been since he was able to kill Qin Yuanlang in Qingyou Realm with ease?"
Meng Peiran frowned slightly, then smiled again and said, "If he wants to kill Qin Yuanlang, will Brother Chu still stand by and watch?"
Chu Fanyang also smiled when he heard this and said: "The sect has sect rules, and there are peak masters and elders on top of them. It's better to handle official business!"
Meng Peiran smiled and said nothing. Although this Chu Fanyang is slightly inferior to Huo Yun in talent and strength, he is a smart and cautious person who will not be easily provoked into fighting with others.
Lan Gongyue said: "The more people gather, the more people gather. I don't know how to end it."
As expected, the movement at the mountain gate alarmed many disciples. They came one after another and were surprised when they saw Ye Ling.
Several Chihuo Peak disciples who came with Qin Yuanlang took the opportunity to shout: "Ye Ling has been expelled from the sect, but now he comes up the mountain and hurts my fellow disciples. We must not let him go easily!"
"Senior Brother Qin was injured by him. Please ask all fellow apprentices to seek justice for Senior Brother Qin!"
Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, all but the Red Fire Peak disciples were gnashing their teeth and glaring at Ye Ling angrily. Most of the disciples from other peaks watched with cold eyes, sneering and mocking from time to time.
Qin Yuanlang's defeat at the hands of Ye Ling has long been a joke among the eight peaks of Wentian. Now seeing Qin Yuanlang being hurt by Ye Ling again, they are even more happy to watch.
Qin Yuanlang stood up from the ground. When he saw the mocking looks in their eyes, he hated Ye Ling even more and shouted: "Ye Ling, I want you to kneel in front of me and kowtow to death today!"
As soon as he finished speaking, another sword energy came through the air, and it was about to fall on Qin Yuanlang's face. But the sword energy arrived in an instant, leaving him no chance to react.
But the next second, unexpectedly, the sword energy stopped in front of Qin Yuanlang, just a hair's breadth away from slicing his flesh.
Ye Ling's cold voice came next: "It's easy to kill you, so why do you want to die?"
"call--"
Qin Yuanlang breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately collapsed to the ground, his eyes dim. Everyone knows that after this incident, Qin Yuanlang may find it difficult to improve his cultivation, and Ye Ling will be an indelible shadow for him in this life.
Seeing Qin Yuanlang like this, the disciples of Liehuo Peak next to him were filled with indignation. One of them said: "Ye Ling! What grudges do I have against you at Chihuo Peak? People who have killed my peak time and time again really think that I, Liehuo Peak, have no one." , are you at your mercy?"
Ye Ling stood with his hands behind his hands, his eyes met the questioner, and he said calmly: "I also have a question, what is the grudge between me, Ye Ling, and you, Chihuo Peak, who are so entangled with each other that you insist on killing me? Am I the reason? Is it wrong to resist in order to survive?”
"Sharp teeth and strong words!" The man shouted: "Ye Ling, you are no longer a disciple of the Wentian Sect. Without the protection of the sect's rules, I will kill you in a moment!"
Before he finished speaking, another sword energy came through the air to kill, but the disciple's cultivation level was higher than Qin Yuanlang's, so he hurriedly held out a copper bell and blocked it in front of him.
Unexpectedly, the sword energy still stopped in front of the bronze bell without touching it. Ye Ling said: "I have no enmity with you. There is no need to destroy your Taoist weapon. Just put it away. I am not here to fight today."
"Since you're not here to fight, why are you so arrogant?"
A voice came from far away. From the sect, a young man in white walked out. His eyebrows were divided, his eyes were as bright as stars, and the way he moved his hands and feet was deep and hot, burning the void. He looked like he was not weak in cultivation.
When the disciples of Crimson Fire Peak saw them, they all saluted and said, "Greetings, senior brother!"
When the other sect disciples saw this person, they also started talking: "Isn't this Wang Hangui? The fifteenth generation disciples are also going to take action against Ye Ling?"
"Have you forgotten that Ye Ling is Chen Yan's disciple? According to seniority, he is a fourteenth generation disciple!"
"He is no longer a member of the Wentian Sect, and now he is attacking the mountain gate. Anyone can kill him."
Qin Yuanlang and others were the new generation of Wentian Sect, sixteenth generation disciples, and Ye Ling was two generations higher than them because he had joined Taixu Peak.
The Wang Hangui in front of him is a disciple of the fifteenth generation, and his cultivation is already at the peak of Lingxu Realm. Among the sixteenth generation disciples, except for some people with extraordinary talents, most of them have not yet entered the ranks of Lingxu Realm.
Seeing Wang Hangui's arrival, Lan Gongyue said: "I didn't expect that even the disciples of the fifteenth generation could not sit still. It seems that Ye Ling really made a good enemy."
Meng Peiran had a look of regret on his face. He knew that Wang Hangui might not be Ye Ling's opponent. But as long as Ye Ling dares to suppress Wang Hangui, he will face a stronger opponent.
Wang Hangui stood in the void, looked down at Ye Ling and said: "How dare you, a mere ant, dare to make trouble here without kneeling down and wait for your fate!"
Hearing this, Ye Ling was not angry but smiled and said: "If you want to fight, why bother looking for excuses? Just take action."
"How dare you be so bold!"
