In the Valley of the God of War, Zhao Yang scolded Ye Ling: "You are a waste without eggs!"
As soon as these words came out, the valley fell into deathly silence, and there was a hint of chill in Ye Ling's calm eyes. The next second, Ye Ling moved his body and almost instantly appeared in front of Zhao Yang. He waved his hand and punched Zhao Yang firmly in the face.
Zhao Yang's body was knocked far away by the punch and fell heavily to the ground. By the time he struggled to get up, half of his face had collapsed, and the blood he spat out was filled with teeth.
Zhao Yang said angrily: "Ye Ling, how dare you..."
Before he finished speaking, Ye Ling's figure came up behind him and kicked him out. Zhao Yang's body flew out again, smashing several floor tiles in the square.
Zhang Binghui next to him didn't see Ye Ling's movements clearly at all, but when he saw Zhao Yang's embarrassed look, he didn't dare to say anything for a while.
Zhao Yang got up, having lost the immortal spirit he had just now, and hurriedly used his Tao power to fight Ye Ling. Unfortunately, Ye Ling didn't give him this chance at all, but he saw Ye Ling's body appearing strangely behind him again. , kicked him sideways and hit him on the steps beside him.
Ye Ling said coldly: "You have to give way, right? Are you comfortable now?"
He turned to look at Zhang Binghui. Unexpectedly, Zhang Binghui saw that Zhao Yang was unable to fight back when Ye Ling beat him. He actually did not dare to provoke anymore, but remained silent.
In fact, Zhao Yang and Zhang Binghui are still very strong in cultivation, but Ye Ling took the initiative this time and used his powerful Taoist body to hit Zhao Yang hard again and again, leaving Zhao Yang with no chance to fight back. Only then did he seem to be defeated by Ye Ling. Hanging.
If Zhao Yang is given time to prepare, even if Ye Ling beats him, it will still take a lot of effort. Fortunately, these few words calmed everyone present. Seeing that no one dared to come forward and talk to him, Ye Ling didn't want to waste any more time and walked away.
Zhang Binghui sighed and felt that his Taoist heart was cast by a shadow, and the source was today's Ye Ling.
Zhao Yang got up and vomited blood and said, "Ye Ling, I will never let you go!"
Ye Ling ignored it. There were hundreds of people in the sect who wanted to kill him, including the two of them. When he returned to Taixu Peak from the Valley of the God of War, he went into his hut and could not come out. A thorny question kept lingering in his mind: "What is my Word?"
The sun rose and set for a few more days. Ye Ling walked out of the wooden house, with the wooden sword slanted behind his back, and walked straight towards the back mountain.
On the bluestone in the back mountain, Ye Ling said goodbye to his master and came to see him in the mountain pavilion. Chen Yan didn't say much, he just gave him a magic talisman and said: "If there is a crisis, I will burn this talisman. Even if I am thousands of miles away, I will know it. Even if I can't catch up with you, I still have to catch up." I’ll collect the body for you.”
Ye Ling smiled when he heard this, but was moved in his heart. He knelt down and kowtowed to Chen Yan: "This time when I go down the mountain, I must find my two junior brothers. Master, don't worry, nothing will happen to them."
"Don't force anything," Chen Yan sighed: "If there is something that cannot be done, don't be impulsive and come back to discuss it with the master. My Taixu lineage is very thin, and you three disciples cannot be missing any one!" "
Ye Ling nodded heavily, bid farewell to Chen Yan, then turned around and left the back mountain, Taixu Peak, and headed outward.
Who didn't know that the news of his coming down the mountain had been reported to Meng Peiran of Yuanshui Peak a long time ago.
In a cave in Yuanshui Peak, the disciple who had been monitoring Taixu Peak came in and said to Meng Peiran: "Ye Ling went down the mountain alone and left the sect."
Meng Peiran threw a spiritual stone casually, and the disciple left happily after catching it. After hearing what the visitor said, Meng Peiran silently put down his wine glass and snorted coldly: "The sky is high and the sea is vast, who can start well and end well? Ye Ling, Ye Ling, our matter is not over yet!"
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The fairy mountain is only a blink of an eye, and many years have passed in this world. Although the coming of Heaven's Punishment was still discussed in the streets, not many people were worried about it anymore. The early death of the deceased is just a joy and sorrow for mortals. How could there be any loss in the fairy mountain and treasure cave?
The Daqian Dynasty has gone through many twists and turns, but it is still strong. Since the new emperor Baili Shuze ascended the throne, he has implemented the reforms of Li Taiyue, made the government more harmonious and people-friendly, and made improvements after every waste. In the historian's writing, today's Daqian is still in its prime.
It was another year of bleak autumn wind, and in the school in the small town, there was the sound of reading. Qi Shengxian sat at the head of the table, closing his eyes and listening to the students reciting.
Among the students, there was a young man with pink makeup, red lips and white teeth. At this moment, he was memorizing the homework left by his teacher with great concentration and meticulousness. However, he looks a bit weird compared to others, but when I saw him: "
The velvet on the sides of his ears stood up, and he opened his mouth shyly and pointed his teeth. Bright eyes are pure and natural, and young minds are devoted to good things.
Good or bad cannot be determined by one's roots. How can a human being and a monster have no fate? The promise before me is like smoke, and my master and disciple are my companions in this life. "
His position is in the center of the school, but a little far away from other seats, just because he has a pair of cat ears and is a half-demon. After class, some people would chase him and throw stones at him, calling him a monster and trying to drive him away. Therefore, every time after school, he had to run home as soon as possible to avoid being hit by stones.
On this day, after memorizing the homework assigned by Mr. Qi, I went to school. It's just that today he carried it a little slower. When he went out, he was blocked by a group of boys, preventing him from escaping.
"You little monster, why don't you run away? You are the first one to run away every time. Let me see how you run away today."
"What nonsense are you talking to about this monster? Without Mr. Qi protecting you, we would have thrown you into the river long ago."
"Stop talking, let's fight the monsters!"
As he spoke, several children grabbed stones and threw them at him. He held his head and squatted on the ground, holding tears in his eyes. He did not let the tears flow down because he had promised his mother not to cry easily.
At this time, he suddenly felt that there was no pain from the stones on his body. He slowly opened his eyes, but he only saw a back figure with a wooden sword stuck diagonally on his back.
Ye Ling's calm eyes, filled with anger, fell on the children, which immediately frightened them and made them run away in a hurry.
Ye Ling turned around and was about to pull the half-demon boy away, but he didn't give Ye Ling the chance. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he also hurriedly ran away holding his book bag.
Ye Ling watched him leave and turned his sharp eyes to the school. Standing at the door was a middle-aged scribe, none other than Qi Shengxian.
When Qi Shengxian saw Ye Ling, he bowed his hands and said, "Since we said goodbye a few years ago, I never expected that we would meet again so soon. How is Taoist Ye always doing?"
Ye Ling looked at Qi Shengxian, and a faint but extremely pure murderous intention spread around him. Ye Ling's tone was cold and he said: "Is this how you, the master of the school, do to your own disciples?"
Qi Shengxian naturally understood what Ye Ling's words meant, but he just sighed helplessly and said: "People's hearts are always full of prejudice, and even sages can do nothing about it. I can only stop it, but I can't eradicate it. If you didn't show up just now, I will come out to dissuade you."
Hearing this, Ye Ling snorted coldly, turned around and left, his tone full of unkindness and said: "You are much worse than the master. What a waste of your good name!"
After hearing this, Qi Shengxian smiled slightly and turned back to the school, but his expression was very lonely: "Qi Shengxian, Qi Shengxian, but this sage, Qi cannot do it!"
But he said that the half-demon boy fled back to his yard, hurriedly closed the door tightly, and then breathed a sigh of relief. He patted his patched clothes and knocked off the dust, then entered the house, came to his parents' memorial tablets, and said with a smile: "Dad, Mom, I didn't cry today. We agreed, as long as If I don’t cry for three years, you will come back!”
The young man seemed very happy that he did not shed tears today, but when he turned around, he saw the man carrying a wooden sword standing at the door, his eyes falling on the memorial tablets of his father and mother, and he was in a daze.
The young man was puzzled, but suddenly realized something, and his eyes towards Ye Ling changed somewhat.
Ye Ling stepped into the door and stopped in front of the memorial tablet. He looked at the names of Xu Guo and Yun Shu written on it and asked softly: "When did it happen?"
The half-demon boy said subconsciously: "Two years ago, a plague broke out in the town, and many people died. Mr. Qi went out to find the fairy medicine, and then he saved everyone, but my parents didn't make it through..."
Speaking of this, tears filled his eyes, but he still remembered the promise he made to his mother and could not cry. He bit his lips tightly and let tears well up in his eyes.
After hearing this, Ye Ling suddenly flashed out of Xu Guo's small courtyard and turned into the alley. As a result, he only saw the dilapidated temple. The temple had become even more dilapidated. The statues inside were smashed. silhouette. The monks and Taoist priests are no longer here.
An old woman passing by saw Ye Ling and quickly greeted him: "Young man, how dare you go in here? It turns out that this is where the demon monk lives. They are the same as the little demon in the front alley. Plague." That’s what they brought!”
Ye Ling looked at the aunt in disbelief, but the aunt didn't notice the change in Ye Ling's expression at all, and said to herself: "Speaking of the goblin, he killed his parents who raised him, and later killed many people in the town. Everyone smashed up the temple and drove away the demon monks and demons, and the plague was cured. But the little goblin hadn't been driven away yet. Professor Qi from the private school said not to embarrass him, so everyone didn't drive him away. , but he is always a problem in this town, we think..."
Regardless of the old woman's nonsense, Ye Ling's figure had disappeared. He was now standing in the void, his sharp energy released and then restrained with his heavy breathing, and his pure killing intent was almost unbearable.
There was a blood-red color in his eyes at this moment, and the wooden sword kept shaking behind him, almost about to be unsheathed. But his remaining sense told him not to go on a killing spree.
I don't know how long it took before Ye Ling calmed down and landed in Xu's small courtyard. At this moment, the half-demon boy Xiao Xunuo was lighting a fire in the kitchen to cook. His small body squatted on the ground, blowing on the fire in the stove. The smoke blackened his little face, and some grass blades fell on his head.
Ye Ling almost choked with sobs and stepped forward to pull Xu Nuo and said, "I'm late."
As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Xu Nuo had endured tears for two years, and couldn't hold back the tears any longer: "Why did you come? My parents were talking about you before they died. They said you would definitely come, and I must do it if you want me to." Waiting for you. If it weren't for waiting for you, I would have fled this town long ago. Except for Mr. Qi, everyone in this town hates me. I don't know why. I didn't harm anyone. I didn't bring the plague. Did I really Is it a monster? Is it wrong to be a monster? Is it because a monster is born to be hated by others? "
Xu Nuo cried fiercely, but Ye Ling didn't know how to comfort him, so she had to hold him in her arms and pat his back gently to spend the long night...
Three days later, Ye Ling and Xu Nuo went out. Xu Nuo said goodbye to Mr. Qi in the school and left the town with Ye Ling.
"Master, where should we go from now on?"
"I don't know where we should go, but as long as Master is here, no one will bully you anymore."
"Yeah, I believe it. Mom told me that Master is the best swordsman in the world. Master, I heard the children in the village say that the most powerful person in the world is the hero. No one dares to bully the hero. He also I will help the bullied people to stop being bullied. Master, I also want to be a hero in the future, and I want to be the best hero in the world."
"The number one hero in the world was snatched away by a man named Qin Xiao. From now on, you can only be the number two in the world."
"It's just second place, then I won't do it..."
