The Nan Sheng Sect disciples tried their best, but they couldn't find a few decent jade slips of Taoism and combat skills. Among them, the sect's secret skills such as the Intermediate Golden Light Shield, Ye Ling had already mastered them and had no use at all.
"Shang Junyi's injury is the most serious. Ye is not sure how to heal him. Please ask someone else!"
Ye Ling said coldly in front of all the monks. What does it matter if he refuses to save the guy who once tried to collude with Yuan Hao and hunt him down? It’s not an exaggeration to add insult to injury!
The disciples of Nansheng Sect were panicked. If their senior brother died in this way, how could they dare to go back and meet the sect leader! Who will bear the wrath of clan leader Tang Xiong?
"Master Ye, you are so merciful and save him! We at Nansheng Sect are all grateful to you."
The silver-robed monk and the other junior disciples really didn't have any treasures that could impress Ye Ling, so they had no choice but to beg.
The monks who gathered aside could not bear to see Shang Junyi unconscious, with burns all over his body, and his life in danger. They pleaded for him: "Fellow Daoist Ye, no matter what, Shang Junyi still besieged the fifth level in order to repel the beast tide. The Beast King was burned just now. If he didn’t help afterward, wouldn’t it make everyone feel chilling?”
The Nan Sheng Sect monks looked at them gratefully and bowed their hands.
Ye Linghan's star-like eyes flashed with a strange color, and he said calmly: "It's not difficult for me to try to save his life. But after he recovers from his injury, you, the Third Young Master of the Nansheng Sect, will be training Qi disciples in Fengqiao Town." Compared with those above, you must be willing to bow down in front of me! You must not be my enemy."
"This..." The silver-robed monk wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at each other. Under the pressure of all the junior brothers and sisters, the two of them murmured for a long time and finally came up with the result: "The big competition When we arrive, let’s try not to run into Master Ye.”
The two of them said in unison: "Yes, we agree! We have also made the decision for Senior Brother Shang. Don't worry, Master Ye. The three of us will never dare to compete with you. We swear by the inner curse! Everyone present can also do the same. A testimony.”
Ye Ling looked cold and said unhurriedly: "I haven't finished talking yet. Apart from this, isn't your Nan Sheng Sect good at refining weapons? The patterns and methods for refining various magic weapons and magic weapons. Give me the jade slip."
The disciples of Zhongnan Shengzong looked troubled, and everyone onlookers felt that Ye Ling was a little unreasonable and was being killed too harshly.
The silver-clothed monk, the third disciple of the Nansheng Sect, said cautiously: "In addition to the drawings of ordinary magical weapons, the drawings and production methods of high-grade and top-grade magical weapons are the secrets of our Nansheng Sect. Once it is spread, the sect master will definitely be furious. Cough. Hey, this condition proposed by Master Ye seems a little inappropriate, right?"
A cold light flashed in Ye Ling's eyes, and he said coldly: "Isn't it appropriate? When you accepted Young Master Yuan's 200,000 spirit stones as a benefit, did you ever think about whether it was appropriate or not to pursue Ye?"
Everyone was in an uproar, even the silver-robed monk and the four disciples of the Southern Saint Sect were shocked! It seems that Ye Ling not only knew that the Fourth Young Master of Nansheng had colluded with Yuan Hao, but also the benefits that Yuan Hao promised to give him were accurate!
The silver-robed monk rolled his eyes and said with an apologetic smile: "This is a joke and cannot be taken seriously. We were teased by Yuan Hao and made a joke. How dare we go against you, Alchemist Ye? Besides, he didn't take it seriously." Give us 200,000 spiritual stones. Now Yuan Hao is neither alive nor dead, and he was probably swallowed up by the beast tide, otherwise he must be arrested and confronted! Hehe, everyone knows this."
Ye Ling saw that this guy was smooth-talking, and his ability to talk was better than his fighting ability. Yuan Hao was indeed dead and had no evidence to prove it. Ye Ling saw that they were still respectful, so he exposed this article, but the blackmail would continue: "Okay, I'll spare you this once. If you dare to cause trouble again, you won't do it again! Where are your sect's drawings and production methods?"
"Yes! Hurry, present it to Master Ye Alchemy." The silver-clothed monk wiped his sweat with his sleeves and asked the juniors to collect various magic weapons, magic weapon patterns and production methods, and dedicated them all to Ye Ling.
Ye Ling nodded with satisfaction and used the advanced rejuvenation technique to revive Shang Junyi without much effort at all.
Shang Junyi slowly opened his eyes and saw that Ye Ling had cured his injuries. He was always a little surprised: Ye Ling could heal his injuries, which was unprecedented!
But when he heard the third junior brother say the conditions proposed by Ye Ling, Shang Junyi's face turned as dark as a briquette, and he could only cup his fists hastily, thanked Ye Ling, and said with a grimace: "Master Ye's request, I'm sorry. Remember this. During the competition, if you encounter Master Ye Dan, you should be willing to be defeated."
The Third Young Master of Nan Sheng was severely beaten by Ye Ling, but he was helpless. Shang Junyi felt that his face was dull and his vitality had not yet recovered, so he had to be carried by his junior brothers. He hurriedly said goodbye to everyone, only saying that he was going to practice elsewhere, but he went west.
"It's strange, how can they go back? Do they want to find a safe place to meditate and regain their strength? This Young Master Shang is too timid!" Wei Tong said thoughtfully. He looked at the other juniors around him and they would all help him. The guardian felt that there was no need to turn back.
Ye Ling sneered: "He is not cowardly, he went back to report to Tang Xiong, the leader of Nansheng Sect!"
Everyone looked at Ye Ling with great concern when they thought about it. Lu Xinmei pointed out pointedly: "Fellow Daoist Ye, if they go back now, they may be disadvantageous to you."
"What a trivial matter! If you are afraid of being implicated, there is no need to form a team with me. Haha, I happen to like to practice alone. Say goodbye!"
Ye Ling said very freely, and he and the others cupped their hands and walked away.
"Brother Ye, take care of yourself!" Wei Tong was generous and generous. He wanted to try his best to retain Ye Ling, but he still had to recover his strength. He really didn't have much strength to fight alongside Ye Ling, so he could only sigh with regret.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, take care! The Donglingze Grand Canyon is so big, even if Tang Xiong, the leader of Nansheng Sect, blames you, he may not be able to find you." Lu Xinmei called from a distance. She also wanted to protect her little sister Lu Xuezhu, and she couldn't do the same with Ye Ling. road.
As for Zuo Boming, Xie Xiang and others, as well as Bai Qiu and others from Fengchi Sect, they all have the purpose of protecting their own safety. How can they dare to offend the leader of Nansheng Sect? So no one dared to go with Ye Ling, for fear of sharing Tang Xiong's anger for him, and could only watch silently as Ye Lingyue's figure in a white satin gown disappeared deep into the Grand Canyon.
Ye Ling looked back and saw no more shadows of the people. He immediately rode on the fourth-order demon dragon and flew to the canyon cliff surrounded by clouds and mist. He dug out a simple cave and placed a pebble array at the entrance of the cave. It completely covered the traces of the cave and became an excellent hiding place.
"This trip was not in vain, I gained a lot. First learn the Giant Wood Curse, and then practice the wood-type trapping technique, Dragnet!"
Ye Ling spread out all the newly acquired Taoist jade slips one by one, starting with the ones that interested him the most.
