Ye Ling copied all the things that Li Bao and Sun Erhu usually praised him for, and said it without changing his face or heart, as if it was a matter of course.
The three elders of Nan Sheng Sect listened with rapt attention and looked happy. When he finished speaking, the old man in apricot-yellow robes said impatiently: "What does Ye Ling look like? How old is he? Have you ever seen him go to practice somewhere? ?”
Ye Ling was completely relieved. Judging from the situation, these three old guys didn't recognize him at all. No wonder they were so unfamiliar. When entering the Shuangfeng Canyon, Ye Ling only saw Tang Xiong, the leader of the Nansheng Sect, but not the leader of the Nansheng Sect. Tang Xiong was accompanied by these elders. Most of them were temporarily transferred from the Nansheng Sect and were not familiar with the situation in the East Lingze Grand Canyon.
In front of these three old guys, Ye Ling didn't mind bragging a little more, and said calmly: "I think Master Ye is also a great disciple of Yaogu Sect and an alchemy master in the Qi training period. His identity is Extraordinary! Rumor has it that he is a handsome, graceful man! He must be followed by strong men from the same sect. He should be leading a team of monks to form a team for training. Presumably, their team is still behind at this time, and there is no such thing as a junior. Deep into the heart of the Grand Canyon.”
The two elders at the back saw him talking, and what he said was very reasonable, so they both nodded: "In this case, we found the wrong direction and flew too far with the sword light. No wonder there was not even a monk along the way. No one can be seen! Elder Yang, let’s go back.”
Elder Yang, who was in apricot-yellow robes, agreed, but his eyes turned to the Shura Blood Blade in Ye Ling's hand. He twisted his beard and sighed: "What a magic sword with a strong blood evil aura! How can you be a loose cultivator in Maple Bridge Town?" ? My eyes are as bright as fire, and I can tell at a glance that you are a demonic cultivator from the nearby Rakshasa Valley! You can hunt monsters alone in the heart of the Grand Canyon, and your combat power is stronger than those of my unfilial disciples, but a demonic cultivator is a demonic cultivator after all. Most immortal sects won’t accept it.”
Ye Ling was slightly startled. He had heard of the name of Rakshasa Valley before he became a member of the Yaogu Sect! In total, Rakshasa Valley also falls within the scope of the Immortal Cultivation World in Fengqiao Town, but its location is slightly more remote. It is adjacent to Wumen County in the east and is directly east of Donglingze.
"It turns out that I have been flying on a demon dragon all the way, deep into the hinterland of the Grand Canyon, and I have almost arrived at Rakshasa Valley, the legendary place where evil cultivators and demon cultivators gather!" Ye Ling suddenly realized that he was holding a magic knife in his hand. It is also very close to the Rakshasa Valley, so Elder Yang of the Southern Saint Sect would think that he is a Rakshasa Valley demon cultivator.
Thinking of this, Ye Ling simply acquiesced, smiled, and held his fist respectfully: "The junior has made the seniors laugh, and it is hard to escape the eyes of the elders. I am ashamed and ashamed."
Seeing that he did not deny it, the three elders of the Southern Saint Sect confirmed the demonic identity of the Xiao Xiu named "Mu" in front of them.
Elder Yang waved his hand and pondered for a moment, but still did not have the slightest intention to kill. He just said coldly: "Well, that's all. The current Qi training disciple Dabi in Fengqiao Town has always allowed Fengqiao Town to be within a few thousand miles. All the qi-training monks from the Rakshasa Valley will participate, including the Rakshasa Valley! For the sake of the Rakshasa Valley Master, we won’t embarrass you, so you can have a good experience! I want to see, in this competition, are you the demons of the Rakshasa Valley? Is the crooked way stronger? Or are the disciples of our Nansheng Sect, the largest sect in Maple Bridge Town, stronger!"
With that said, the three elders of the Southern Saint Sect walked away and disappeared into the western sky with the light of their swords.
Ye Ling let out a sigh of relief and was secretly glad that he had finally deceived these three old guys. However, Ye Ling immediately thought that it wouldn't be long before they found the monks who were practicing in the canyon. If they casually inquired about it, if they didn't match what he said about Ye Ling, they would definitely come back to investigate! Furthermore, among the monks, sixty-seven out of ten recognized him. Once he was betrayed by them, the three elders of Nan Sheng Sect realized that they had been deceived and missed him. Fei became angry and came to kill him.
"We can't stay here for long, I have to leave quickly!" Ye Ling took out the fourth-level demon dragon, subconsciously went in the opposite direction to where their sword light flew, and drove the demon dragon all the way eastward.
Ye Ling secretly thought about it: "With this moon-white satin gown, anyone with a discerning eye would know it's me at a glance, so I had to change my appearance. Since it's not far from the Rakshasa Valley on the border of Maple Bridge Town, I simply changed into a blue-shirted monk. Go in and have a blast!”
Ye Ling put on a blue shirt and a restricted gauze hat, and then used the Dead Wood Technique to restrain his aura, and immersed most of his mind in the Xianfu Jade Pendant, making it impossible for outsiders to see his cultivation level.
After everything was prepared, Ye Ling fed the demon dragon several top-grade fourth-level water spirit fruits, causing it to move forward rapidly!
After about half an hour, Ye Ling finally saw the end of the Donglingze Grand Canyon. It was a towering cliff that cut off the road ahead.
If you only practice Qi for a few days, it will only take a few days. It is impossible to climb such a high cliff. But Ye Ling was carried by a fourth-level demon dragon, and he easily bypassed the cliff at the end of the Grand Canyon. What appeared in front of him was a thick fog!
Ye Ling rode the demonic dragon to break through the thick fog. From a high position, he could vaguely see the outline of the valley in the distance.
"This is it!" Although Ye Ling came back for the first time, he had always heard about the strange peaks in Rakshasa Valley, with strange rocks scattered across them, like evil ghosts.
Now Ye Ling disguised himself as the mysterious blue-shirted monk. Naturally, he was unscrupulous and fearless. He drove the demon dragon and flew straight to the entrance of Rakshasa Valley!
"Who! Dare to control the beast and break into the Rakshasa Valley?"
The person guarding the Rakshasa Valley was a black-clothed monk who was in the early stage of foundation building. He was embroidered with a shocking centipede. He was not polite when he saw the fourth-level demon dragon who was also in the foundation building stage.
Ye Ling judged his cultivation level from the spiritual pressure emanating from him, and was secretly shocked. There were hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the Rakshasa Valley. Even the monks guarding the entrance of the valley were in the foundation-building stage. No wonder they were as strong as the elders of the Southern Saint Sect. Give the Rakshasa Valley Master some face.
But even so, Ye Ling was not afraid. He had heard a lot about it when he was in Maple Bridge Town. Demonic cultivators from all over the world were willing to go to Rakshasa Valley to trade what they needed. It was like a shady black market. As long as you are rich, whether you are a demonic cultivator, an evil cultivator, or even a ghost cultivator, everyone is welcome here.
So Ye Ling pressed down the faucet, jumped off the demon dragon, and said calmly: "I have heard the name of Rakshasa Gufang City for a long time, and I came here specifically to do business. Hasn't Guzhongfang City opened yet?"
The foundation-building monk guarding the Rakshasa Valley looked at Ye Ling from top to bottom. He was wearing a blue shirt and a light gauze bamboo hat, followed by a fourth-level demon dragon. It suddenly reminded him of a person, and he couldn't help but He said with surprise and joy: "Ah! Could it be that you are the mysterious blue-shirted monk who robbed the treasure of the Cao Cultivation Family? I have admired you for a long time, and your deeds have spread throughout Fengqiao Town, and even our Valley Master has heard about it. I respect you, a strong man from afar. Hey, please come in!"
