Unexpectedly, when Tang Hong, the elder of the Golden Pavilion Immortal Sect, heard Ye Ling's name, his relaxed brows wrinkled again, and his white beard turned up. Especially when he saw his precious granddaughter Tang Die frequently turning back to look at Ye Ling, his expression became darker and darker. It's getting uglier.
Finally, before Tang Die could finish speaking, Tang Hong waved his hand to stop, stared at Ye Ling with a serious expression, and said coldly: "So you are Ye Ling who killed the demon lord Zhang Zu and was awarded by the gods. The old man received I have heard all the reports from the front line! This time, the East China Sea Monster Clan launched a large-scale attack on Qingmang Mountain in the north of Donglai Island, just to avenge Zhang Zu’s murder! You all came from Qingmang Mountain, have you ever thought that, If your whereabouts are known by the demon cultivator, it will definitely lead to trouble! It will bring trouble to our Chaoyang Peak!"
Elder Tang Hong spoke loudly, with his beard and hair spread out and his white beard bristling, making it clear that Ye Ling and the others were not welcome to come.
Wang Shiyuan was speechless after hearing this, Liang Yuzhu had a look of indignation on his face, and Sect Leader Zhao also stepped forward to argue.
Even Tang Die pulled on Tang Hong's scarlet robe sleeves and begged: "Grandpa! Grandmaster Ye is no one else. He acted righteously and saved his granddaughter's life!"
"That's not possible! These are two different things. One code is the other." Tang Hong's majestic voice left no room for doubt. He turned around and said righteously to Ye Lingyi: "You saved my granddaughter. I am grateful, but I also want to save the Golden Pavilion Immortal Sect. For the sake of the safety of the three hundred disciples, I cannot take you in. You go! I will prepare generous gifts and personally send you down the mountain so that you can live with your appearance."
Seeing this scene, Ye Ling knew that there was no point in talking, especially the disciples of the Golden Pavilion Immortal Sect who gathered around him. They all looked at him as if they had encountered a disaster star coming to the world, hoping that he would leave quickly and retreat.
Ye Ling was about to hand over his hand and say goodbye when he thought about his senior brother Wang Shiyuan, his former master and Yaogu Sect leader Zhao Yuanzhen, as well as Liang Yuzhu and Lu Binglan. They were all innocent. They were involved because they were with him all the way.
Ye Ling thought that he could not trouble them anymore. It would be best to persuade Tang Hong to leave the four of them at Chaoyang Peak. Ye Ling was the only one left. He put on the flame witch robe that could change his own breath and put on the teleportation stone. The earth is so big that there is nowhere to go!
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a low and indifferent voice sounded from the stone steps halfway up Chaoyang Peak. He sarcastically said for a while: "Ye Ling, Grandmaster Ye? Haha, we are old acquaintances. We haven't seen each other for a long time. Ah! I can’t believe that at such a young age, you have such a reputation, the identity of an alchemy master, and the record of killing demon lords, your face is exposed to the sky! It’s a pity that our temple is small and cannot accommodate you. Great Bodhisattva, you should flee elsewhere! Hahaha!"
Ye Ling suddenly turned around and saw that the person coming was a sword cultivator in green clothes with an arrogant expression. Ye Ling looked familiar and suddenly remembered that this person was the Tianzihao Yajian who bid with him at the Qibaozhai auction in Tiandan City, the old Jindan weirdo Zheng Gaoyang!
Not only did Ye Ling remember it, but Liang Yuzhu who was standing by also blurted out: "Huh? It's you! It turns out that the Elder Zheng of the Golden Pavilion Immortal Sect they were talking about is you! You lost completely at the auction last time, and I still haven't forgotten it. . Junior Brother Ye, show him the inherited spiritual treasure Qinghong Bow. Now it has been forged to the sixth level, and it is called Jinghong Bow!"
Liang Yuzhu was angry with this guy, but she didn't expect that Zheng Gaoyang would take her seriously in front of his disciples. He pretended to be generous and said indifferently:
"Isn't it just a broken bow? I don't care about it! I gave it to you two juniors on purpose. Is it possible that I, the dignified elder of the Golden Pavilion Immortal Sect, and a famous weapon refining master in the sect, will talk to you two little kids? Common knowledge? Ridiculous!"
The second-generation disciples of the Golden Pavilion Immortal Sect burst into laughter. The former patrol leader, the young man in purple, quickly stepped forward to greet Zheng Gaoyang and called him master, which was very respectful.
Ye Ling saw that the matter had reached this point and he could not stay in Chaoyang Peak for a moment longer. He was afraid that before the Donghai Demon Cultivator heard the news and arrived, Zheng Gaoyang would join forces with the disciples of the Golden Pavilion Immortal Sect to put him to death.
Thinking of this, Ye Ling did not allow Wang Shiyuan and Liang Yuzhu to argue, and said calmly: "I can leave! But these people who came with me are not being chased by the East China Sea Demon Cultivator. They can stay at Chaoyang Peak and take shelter for a while. If the two The elders refuse to agree, and Ye is still refusing to leave, what can you do to me?"
Saying that, Ye Ling waved his hand, and the Ice Butterfly and Red Fire Green-tailed Leopard followed closely. The old catfish demon and the green and black fish demon also gathered over. The pressure emanating from the four golden elixir spirit beasts made everyone present. The disciples of the Immortal Sect of the Golden Pavilion were all out of breath.
Zheng Gaoyang's face was livid with anger, and Tang Hong also frowned.
However, Wang Shiyuan and Liang Yuzhu quit and said in a voice: "Junior brother Ye, what do you mean? We, the Dongzhuling Mountain people, advance and retreat together! How can we leave you?"
Ye Ling shook his head: "I have made up my mind to place you here. I have my own place to go! Laiyang City also needs me as an alchemy master. If you don't stay here, you will have a place to stay! You follow me, the journey will be dangerous, It just adds to my burden.”
Liang Yuzhu pouted. The boss was not happy. It was because his junior brother regarded her as a dragster, but he was too embarrassed to say it.
Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, Tang Die suddenly said: "Grandpa, please keep Master Ye! Grandpa has been unwilling to refine the spiritual herbs he collected, just waiting to meet an alchemy master with a high rate of elixir production. Now Grandmaster is here, so why would Grandpa shut people away! As long as you don’t tell, I don’t tell, and everyone doesn’t tell, how will the demon cultivator from the East China Sea know that Grandmaster Ye is on our Chaoyang Peak?”
