When Ling Yong came here, he saw the old man sitting in the hall with a gloomy face.
"Father, what happened?" he asked.
Old Master Ling asked him to sit down on the chair below and said, "My master is leaving for the Wuji Sect, so I asked you to come and discuss it. One of you and Yongjia will stay here to take charge of the overall situation, and the other will go with me."
Ling Yongnian was surprised: "Why are you going to Wuji Sect? Father, your body..."
Old Master Ling glanced at his daughter, and Ling Yongjia told what happened just now.
Ling Yongnian raised his eyebrows and shouted in a low voice: "This boy is too ruthless. Without his father's hard planning, he would not be where he is today. If he is in trouble, does he want our whole family to suffer the same fate?"
Ling Yongjia said calmly: "Yun Gao's temperament has always been like this. I just pretended to be so in those days. Now that I have been the sect leader for a long time, I have become more decisive in killing."
"That's unreasonable!" Ling Yongnian angrily said, "Without his father's full support, how could he be the sect leader? His father's injury was caused by him, and now he has to go to the Wuji Sect... What if it affects Shou Yuan? "
Not just in case, but definitely. Even if the Wuji Sect's god-forming elder takes action, it is impossible for the body to survive the demonic soul without being damaged.
Old Master Ling was not disappointed, but at this point, it was useless to say all this. He said, "Yongjia is better at interpersonal communication. Come with me to the Wuji Sect. Yongnian, I will leave these matters at home to you. Just take care of them with peace of mind." Housework, try not to get involved in the fight between their uncle and nephew."
"Father!" Ling Yongnian said with a look of reluctance, "Why don't you let me go? You are the anchor of the family, so nothing can happen to you!"
Old Mrs. Ling smiled bitterly and said: "No one else is as strong as me. Now that he has spoken, how can we allow us to be smart? That's all, it's all for the family. Yongnian, if anything happens to me, you can always guard the family. The Ling family Thousands of years of prosperity must not be cut off in our hands..."
Speaking of this, Mrs. Ling couldn't help but feel sad. He had spent his entire life thinking for the sake of his family. He was unwilling to fall into this situation, but he had no choice but to do so.
This mood lasted until departure, and he was still depressed after getting on the boat.
The Ling family's boat left Duiyun Lake and sailed along the Baiyun River. It only took two or three days to reach the Wuji Sect.
Perhaps because of something on his mind, Mrs. Ling fell ill in the middle of the night, so the Ling family's boat stopped at the shore to rest.
"Cough! Cough!" There was a continuous coughing sound, and Mrs. Ling's face turned red and he was listless.
Ling Yongjia came in with the medicine and said, "Father, drink the medicine first!"
In that battle three hundred years ago, Old Master Ling had his heart broken, and he would have attacks from time to time. Because it was a fundamental injury, no matter how much medical treatment was requested, it could not be cured. I could only take medicine for a long time to control the condition.
When celebrating his birthday a few years ago, under the influence of the demonic energy, his injuries would occur from time to time, but today it was particularly serious.
After Mrs. Ling drank the medicine, he still kept coughing. Ling Yongjia was worried: "How can you still save the demon soul like this? Isn't this going to cost you your life?"
Mrs. Ling didn't think so, but...
"How about we rest here for a few days?" Ling Yongjia said, "Wait until you feel better before we go on the road. Yun Gao can't really kill you!"
Mrs. Ling shook his head and wanted to refuse, but his cough got worse.
He felt the breath surge inside his body, and then coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Ling Yongjia was shocked: "Father! The medical cultivator, the medical cultivator is here!"
The lights on the boat were lit, and everyone worked all night to finally stabilize Old Mrs. Ling's condition.
After the doctor left, Ling Yongjia said worriedly: "Father, you really can't go like this, you will lose your life!"
Old Mrs. Ling also became frightened. The doctor just applied injections for half an hour to suppress his injuries. If you try to cross the demon soul in this state, it would be strange if you don't die.
He finally agreed: "Send a message to Yun Gao and tell him we will arrive a few days later."
"Yes." Ling Yongjia responded and went down to write a letter.
Seeing the messenger talisman being sent out, Ling Yongjia felt relieved and started making arrangements for his recovery. The ship will stay here for several days,
The food and clothing for a ship of people must be arranged...
The day passed in the blink of an eye, and it became dark again. Ling Yongjia finished the chores at hand and prepared to visit his father.
As soon as she stepped out of the hatch, she suddenly felt something strange and her heart sank.
The surroundings suddenly became quiet, there were no stars in the sky, and the lights in the distance disappeared - this was the magical barrier! There are monks above Nascent Soul taking action!
She turned back suddenly, the lights were still on in the cabin, and the figures of the two accompanying Nascent Soul worshipers flickered and appeared on the left and right.
"Who is so sneaky? This is the Ling clan of Yunzhou, everyone is waiting to retreat!"
Following the words, a surging breath was pushed out, intending to break through the boundary.
However, there was a dull sound from the surroundings, and the barrier shook back, and it turned out to be unbreakable.
Ling Yongjia was shocked and pointed somewhere: "Look!"
In the night sky, two men in black were hanging silently in mid-air. Even those with poor eyesight would not be able to spot them.
Ling Yongjia recognized that they were dressed exactly the same as the messenger that day, and couldn't help shouting: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"
One of the men in black said "hum", and his tone and accent were exactly that of a messenger.
He said: "This is what I should ask you. The old man has already set off, why did he stop moving? Could it be that he has changed his mind?"
Ling Yongjia understood and was furious: "Did Ling Yungao send you here? What a beast who repays kindness with vengeance! My ancestor is suffering from a serious illness. I have explained everything in the letter, but he can't even tolerate it for a few days?"
The man in black didn't argue with her, he just said: "Since the old man doesn't want to go to Wuji Sect, there's no need to go!"
After saying that, he raised his hand and his figure was like a ghost, rushing forward.
The two Nascent Soul worshipers saw this and took action to attack.
After only one encounter, the demonic energy exploded with a "boom", and the two Nascent Souls were shocked.
"Moxiu, he is a demonic cultivator!"
Ling Yongjia was also shocked. Where did Master Ling Yun get the magic cultivators from? There aren’t many in the entire Kyushu Continent!
The two men in black didn't bother to explain. They attacked from both sides and took advantage of the isolation of the magical barrier to attack brazenly!
Ling Yongjia only had pill formation, so she could never intervene in the fight at this level. She turned back and ran back to the cabin, and saw that Mr. Ling had already sat up.
No matter how injured he was, he was still a genuine Nascent Soul and had already sensed the enemy's attack.
"Father……"
Old Mrs. Ling coughed twice and touched the magic weapon in his hand.
"No need to say more, let's go!"
In a short period of time, the fighting outside became more and more fierce. There was only a "boom" sound, and the surging demonic breath almost shattered the entire ship.
At this moment, Mrs. Ling threw out the magic weapon in his hand, and with this wave, he tore a crack in the magical barrier.
"Let's go!" He shouted and escaped with Ling Yongjia.
