Ling got up early every other schedule. He had a good sleep last night and felt energetic. Recently, he has been busy with tasks and training, and there was almost no time for rest. A night's rest made him feel energetic. The spirit is fuller.
Stretching out comfortably, Ye Zhimeng came forward and said, "Junior brother Cheng, let me show you the scenery of Yunlan Sect today!"
"Thank you, Senior Sister. Senior Sister, something is a little different today. I wonder what happy event happened to you?"
Ye Zhimeng smiled slightly and said, "Thanks to my junior brother, the sect master was very satisfied with the pills you refined yesterday and praised them a few times. Even if my junior brother wants to visit the sect today, he specially asked to be treated well."
Cheng Ling smiled, took out another porcelain bottle from the storage ring, and said, "I'll trouble you, senior sister. I made these elixirs yesterday. I borrowed flowers to offer to Buddha. I hope they will be helpful to senior sister."
Ye Zhimeng was even more delighted. He took a sneak look at it with his spiritual consciousness. It was the same as the Ice Soul Pill he got yesterday. She knew the effect of this elixir. With these elixirs, she was confident that she could reach the Nine-Star Void Immortal Realm in a very short time. When she faced Ye Zhining, she would not be at a disadvantage.
Besides, this was considered a personal gift from Cheng Ling. There was no Ice Soul Pill among the pills handed in yesterday. The smile on his face became thicker, and he said softly: "Junior brother Cheng, you're welcome, let's go then!"
After saying that, he took Cheng Ling down the mountain.
The scene of the Yunlan Sect is indeed extremely beautiful. The fairy-like and illusory scenes possessed by the Xianjia Sect appear from time to time, which not only appear elegant and dignified, but also combine the unique delicacy and reverie of the female sect. The scenery along the way was overwhelming, and Ye Zhimeng was much more enthusiastic than before, telling some anecdotes that had been handed down from time to time.
Cheng Ling listened casually, but his mind was not on that.
He wanted to visit the entire Yunlan Sect, and his biggest goal was to find the woman with whom Wu Qingyang fell in love. Judging from the time, the other party is at least the elder level. Compared with the disciples like Ye Zhimeng, he is obviously not in the same age span.
Another point is that Wu Qingyang has a very high level of cultivation. Although his strength is not in combat power, he must be hidden and he cannot tell the difference between Ye Yiqin and the woman. The replacement woman must be 70-80% similar to Ye Yiqin. .
As a result, the scope is reduced a lot.
After wandering around several hills, Cheng Ling asked: "Senior Sister Ye, how many elders of your generation are there in your sect besides Sect Master Ye?"
Ye Zhimeng said: "There are more than a dozen elders, most of them are in the fairyland. Each of them owns a mountain peak. Junior Brother Cheng, why do you think of this?"
"It's like this. The scenery in Yunlan Sect is very beautiful. I think that the more advanced the seniors are, the better the mountain scenery they have. Naturally, I want to pay homage to it. There may be some unexpected benefits!"
Ye Zhimeng was stunned and asked: "Unexpected benefits?"
Cheng Ling explained: "Senior sister, you also know that I came to Yunlan Sect just to complete the task of the Star Lord's Mansion. I met Senior Sister Ye Zhining before and received the task from her, but later I heard that the saint daughter of Yunlan Sect could only There is one."
"Sect Master Ye has agreed to the romance between Senior Sister Zhining and Senior Brother Zhang as requested by the younger generation. As a result, the position of the sect's saint must be re-selected, and these elders must also have a certain say in this! "
"Senior Sister Zhimeng is extremely young and beautiful. She is not inferior to Senior Sister Zhining.
If I had to choose again, the position of saint would belong to my senior sister. "
Ye Zhimeng's heart trembled, these words spoke to her heart, and her eyes looking at Cheng Ling were filled with gratitude. The other party was paving the way for him, but the two met by chance and had almost no interaction, so why did they work so hard.
She looked at Cheng Ling and couldn't help but ask: "Junior brother Cheng, you..."
Cheng Ling waved his hand and looked deeply at her face with his bright eyes, as if he wanted to remember it in his mind. The next moment, he said affectionately: "Senior Sister Ye, I know this is a bit presumptuous, but since the moment I saw you, your figure cannot be shaken from my mind. I don't expect to get Senior Sister's favor. It's just what you want. I will do it for you!"
Ye Zhimeng's heart was beating fast, her cheeks were red, and she hurriedly avoided his eyes.
"What is he doing? Does he really fancy himself? But the position of saint is a coveted goal. Ye Zhining doesn't want it, so why can't I fight for it? Am I born to be inferior to her? No, I must hold on, Sect Master I said that love in this world is just a passing cloud!"
After finally suppressing the excitement in his heart, he said hastily: "Junior brother, it's too early to say this. Why don't you tell me what else you want to see, and how about Senior Sister accompany you there."
Cheng Ling said affectionately: "No matter where you are, as long as you have a senior sister with you, it is the most beautiful scenery. By the way, I heard from Senior Wu that the Yunlan Sect has a twin sister who is almost identical to the sect leader. Is it true?"
"The sect master has no sisters, but the Yunlan Sect does have one such person. Unfortunately, you can't go there!"
"Why?"
"She is the guardian elder of the sect's collection pavilion. Without the sect master and the saint's token, no one from the sect can enter."
Cheng Ling was ecstatic in her heart. It was not a waste of her words and words to flirt with Ye Zhimeng, otherwise she might not have gotten such news. At the moment, I didn't dare to be too obvious. I visited a few peaks casually and then asked, "Senior sister, I don't know where the Collection Pavilion is."
Ye Zhimeng was startled and said hurriedly: "Junior brother Cheng, you can't go there."
"Senior sister, I misunderstood. I just want to know its location, so as not to accidentally break in."
"I see. The Collection Pavilion is not far from here. It will take about a quarter of an hour to walk to the left after climbing over the foot of the mountain."
"Thank you, senior sister. I saw many mountains today and gained some insights into the repair of the mountain guarding formation. Without further ado, I'd better return to the Ice Prison as soon as possible to understand the formation and repair it!"
Ye Zhimeng did not doubt that he had it, and immediately turned around and took him back to the Ice Prison.
Returning to the attic, Cheng Ling said: "Senior sister, I will be deducing the formations in the ice prison these days. If you have anything to do, you can do it yourself. I will call you when I leave."
Ye Zhimeng was overjoyed. She had just received the elixir as a gift from Cheng Ling, and she had already been impatient to improve her cultivation. She had no time to accompany him to visit the scenery. Immediately, I told him a few words not to run around, and then returned to the attic to practice.
Cheng Ling's body swayed and he entered the ice prison. After finding out the traces of the woman, the next thing to do is to master the formation layout in Yunlan Sect as much as possible. During this trip, Ye Zhimeng visited the sect, and he also saw that the sect was densely covered with formations, not to mention an important place like the Collection Pavilion.
Fortunately, Wu Qingyang's handwriting contains detailed records of those formations. As long as you remember them firmly, it will be easier to decipher them with half the effort.
In this way, it took five days to memorize all the formations in Yunlan Sect. Ye Yiqin did come in once during this period. She asked Cheng Ling about the progress of repairing the formation. At the same time, she found a large amount of materials from nowhere, hoping to help refine the elixir again.
Cheng Ling naturally would not tell the truth, but told her that in order to completely restore the mountain-protecting formation, he would have to reach a high-level spiritual formation master. With his current formation level, he might be able to barely return to 70% of his original level in two months, without any interruption.
Ye Yiqin had no choice but to give him a few words of encouragement, hoping that he would use his full strength before leaving.
But the best thing is that when she left, she also took Ye Zhimeng with her, and replaced her with a maid in the Yin and Yang realm who was ready to take orders outside the ice prison.
Cheng Ling was ecstatic, but he was worried that he could not get Ye Zhimeng away. After all, the other party's cultivation level is higher than hers, and she can also see from her eyes that Ye Zhimeng's desire for power far exceeds everything else. His sweet words can have a temporary effect, but if he talks too much, it may be of no use.
Put down the heavy stone in your heart and keep the formation in mind. Sneaking into the Collection Pavilion should not be a big problem. But once things are done, he must leave. While there is still some time, it is better to do his best to improve his cultivation.
According to my own calculations, the immortal crystal stored in Lingwei Pavilion can last at least two months. Then spend a month practicing, stop no matter what level you reach, and then find a way to contact that woman in the remaining month.
The decision has been made, and there is complete silence, and the Ice Soul Pill is refined at a rate of one every hour. Every day you can see your progress in cultivation and body refining, and with the environment in the ice prison, the secret of ice has also increased, from 30% to 40%, and the ice soul sword technique is only a hair away from the great achievement.
Time passed slowly, and a month passed quickly. Cheng Ling slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath from his mouth and nose, like a dragon. The momentum on his body has improved compared to a month ago, and he has reached the three-star virtual fairyland.
Not only that, after daily study of the Ice Soul Sword Technique, he finally reached the state of Dacheng. His body refining skills steadily improved, and only the spleen was left to be tempered.
"It's time! Tonight, find a way to sneak into the Collection Pavilion!"
With a sparkle in his eyes, he waited for the night to fall. Perhaps it was due to the good weather, the night was very dark, and the stars and moon in the entire sky were covered by dark clouds. Only a few wind lanterns in the sect struggled to emit a dim light.
The purple gown blended into the night. Cheng Ling was extremely fast. He set up a hidden restriction on another attic after walking out of the ice prison. Even with the beating of gongs and drums, the other party could not detect anything unusual outside. Besides, for more than a month, Cheng Ling had been practicing in the ice prison every day and had never taken a step out.
The guarding disciples were all paralyzed, and they could not imagine that the other party suddenly broke out.
In this way, he easily avoided the disciples guarding the mountain and the patrolling disciples within the sect, and arrived outside the Collection Pavilion in less than half an hour.
The Collection Pavilion is built in a very simple way, similar to the book collection places in other sects. They are all tower-shaped buildings. This kind of building is convenient for the collection of classics and easy to divide.
Now he didn't know where the guardian woman of the Collection Pavilion was, so he just quietly approached the tower. While spreading his consciousness to the maximum extent, he always pays attention to the surrounding situation.
After waiting for a moment, and seeing that nothing unusual was found, he quietly walked to the door of the tower. Just as he was about to rush in at the risk, a long and faint sigh sounded from behind: "Alas~! You're still here!"
