Walking out of the confinement under the thousand feet, he glanced around briefly and saw that no one was coming or going. I was secretly glad in my heart that I had made preparations beforehand. The formations and seals in the cave were strictly set up, otherwise the news of being promoted to the Immortal Emperor would have attracted other monks.
After making several finger gestures with both hands, the dragon feather sword turned into the size of a door panel. Just as he was about to fly with the sword, the disciple token hanging on his chest began to vibrate.
This is the disciple token of Wuji Sect. I remember when I received it, I said that the disciple token has the function of sending messages. I don’t know which senior brother sent me the message.
His spiritual consciousness swept in, and he was stunned when he saw the content inside. What came out was only a line of small words: I'm waiting for you in the sect master's hall! Looking at the signature again, it turned out to be Immortal Emperor of the Void.
Cheng Ling was suddenly a little surprised, Immortal Emperor of the Void? In a practical sense, what is the leader of the Wuji Sect looking for? Could it be that Shanhe Xujing won the first place and specially praised himself? But if you think about it carefully, it doesn't seem to be the case.
A dignified Immortal Emperor would not be interested in a disciple who ranks first in the mountain and river rankings. However, this news made Cheng Ling feel at a loss. It was obviously inappropriate to ignore it, but if he agreed, he would not have time to go to Luochen Continent.
After thinking for a long time, I finally decided to return to the sect first. After all, he is a monk at the level of the Immortal Emperor, and he has never been in contact with him. If he lets others go and holds a grudge, he will be in trouble. As for Luochen Continent, with Xie Feng, Zhang Hu, Song Yingjie, and Zhang Chu watching over them, there shouldn't be any problems.
He jumped up, stepped on the Dragon Ling Sword with both feet, connected his fingers, and immediately changed direction and headed towards Nanjiang City. There are several roads leading to the Wuji Sect. Of course, the fastest one is to take the teleportation array. He plans to go to Southern Xinjiang City and take the teleportation array.
After his cultivation reached the Immortal Emperor stage, Yujian flew faster and reached the outside of Nanjiang City in less than a day.
After entering the city, he went straight to the location of the teleportation array. Unfortunately, when he got there, he was told that the teleportation array was undergoing daily maintenance and would not be opened until tomorrow at the earliest. Cheng Ling was a little depressed, but he also understood that the teleportation array was like a precision instrument and could not operate endlessly and needed to be adjusted appropriately.
But it seems that this night can only be spent in Nanjiang City.
After leaving the teleportation hall, he found the Immortal Breathing Tower and walked in.
A waiter greeted him enthusiastically and asked, "Senior, how can I help you?"
"Find me a guest room on the top floor. You want to maximize the view of the night sky. It doesn't matter if there is no roof." Cheng Ling replied.
The clerk was stunned. This request was a bit strange. There was no rooftop guest room on the top floor, so it would be better to find an open space outside Nanjiang City for one night. Why spend the immortal crystal for housing.
But he knew that there were all kinds of weird people in this world. Seeing Cheng Ling dressed in purple clothes, looking chic and elegant, with a pair of dark eyes that were unusually deep, it was as if he was immersed in them at just one glance. The waiter woke up in a hurry and secretly thought that this man had a very high level of cultivation. Even though he looked like a young man, he might still be a thousand-year-old monster.
He then said: "Senior, there is indeed a meditation room on the roof of our store. It was originally the meditation place of our shop owner. Since you need it, you can stay there. Just staying for one night will require 10,000 immortal crystals."
Cheng Ling smiled calmly, threw out ten thousand immortal crystals and said, "Okay, if you have nothing to do, don't come up to disturb me." After saying that, he walked directly to the top floor.
The clerk was secretly happy. Just one night was equivalent to ten nights for others. The business was good. He would like to suggest to the shopkeeper that the top floor should be slightly decorated. Maybe the same people would choose that kind of room.
Cheng Ling went up to the top floor and looked around. He saw that there was only a small half of the attic. There were also some flowers and plants planted outside the attic, so the environment was pretty good. He nodded with satisfaction. Naturally, he came to such a high place to practice the Yi Lian Sutra.
After the end of the Mountain and River Void Realm, the three inheritances of the Intention Refining Sutra, the Nine Turns Heart Seal Technique, and the Power Exertion Technique are all preserved in the memory, so it is natural to practice them again. In particular, the Mind Refining Scripture is of great help to the growth of mental power, not to mention the divine consciousness attack spell Shocking Sting.
He walked to the center of the top floor, sat down cross-legged, and looked up at the stars. Tonight is a rare good weather, with a bright moon hanging high in the sky and sparkling stars all over the sky, which is very suitable for practicing the Yiyin Sutra.
The process of cultivation is already very familiar, and the spiritual power expands and condenses into a bundle, trying to draw the power of the stars. After all, I practiced in the virtual realm of mountains and rivers. Now that I have returned to the real world, the technique has not changed, and I don’t know if the difficulty of the practice has changed.
An hour later, he knew that cultivation in the real world was much more difficult than in the virtual world of mountains and rivers. The distance his own spiritual power spread was shorter than in the virtual world of mountains and rivers, and it became more difficult to pull the power of the stars.
Fortunately, Cheng Ling had enough patience. Within the sea of consciousness, mental power continued to accumulate, and the layers stretched toward the sky like a spider web.
One hour, two hours... until the third hour, he finally sensed a trace of vast star power. He quickly pulled the star power over and began to temper his mental power.
Just as I was immersed in it, the spiritual power that permeated the air suddenly felt a familiar aura. This aura was still fresh in his memory, and he had been searching for it for several years, but could not find any trace of him. He never expected to meet him again in this remote southern city.
He quickly regained his mental strength, and in a flash he came to the room below the attic. He put his right hand on the protruding eaves and hung it on the edge of the window of the guest room.
His spiritual consciousness swept across the room, and there were two men sitting cross-legged in the room. They were at the stage of Jiutian Xuanxian. One of them was sitting on the couch, his face was sallow, and there was a black mole under the corner of his right eye. Based on the aura emanating from his body, Cheng Ling was sure that this guy was the man in black who abducted Liu Qingyan in the Land of Demon Spirits and was looking for him.
The two people in the room had limited cultivation and could not find any trace of Cheng Ling at all. It wasn't until they heard a "click" sound and the sound of the windows supported by wooden boards hitting each other that they were awakened.
As soon as they opened their eyes, they were shocked to see a man in purple standing in the middle of the room. One of the monks opened his mouth to shout. Cheng Ling pointed his sword with his right hand, and the man fainted, leaving only the man sitting on the bed. monk.
"Senior, you..." The monk was horrified and was about to open his mouth to speak. Cheng Ling stretched out his palm and slapped it, and a strong wind hit his face. He couldn't say the next words.
Cheng Ling stared at him coldly, and Sen Han said, "I can't believe that we can meet here. Tell me, who are you?"
"I, Gao Mingyu, am just a casual cultivator. I don't know what happened to offend my senior?" the yellow-faced cultivator asked in horror.
"Rogue cultivator? Hehe~, then let me see where you are from." Cheng Ling sneered, grabbed his outer robe and pulled it off. In an instant, the yellow-faced monk was naked from the waist up. Cheng Ling glanced at his arms. There is a tattoo on the top, which also depicts five stars.
He said coldly: "What about the five-star killer of Songfengguan? We haven't seen him for a long time. Could it be that he has forgotten my aura?"
Gao Mingyu's expression changed, and he was struggling to remember. After a moment, he suddenly woke up and said in shock: "It's you! You are Cheng Ling. You have been to Demon Spirit Continent. You are the monk who followed me all the way to Fu Mountain."
"My memory is pretty good. I spent so much effort to kidnap Qing Yan back then. Now it's time to settle the matter!"
Gao Mingyu's face changed drastically, and he opened his mouth, ready to bite open the medicine bag hidden in his teeth.
Cheng Ling had long been on guard against his move. He stretched out his right hand and grabbed his jaw, making it impossible for him to bite down. Then, he made dozens of handprints with his left hand, and a long string of restrictions tightly covered it, making it impossible for him to bite it down. Not even an inch of movement.
Gao Mingyu's face was ashen and he said: "I didn't expect your cultivation level to improve so quickly. That's all. Gao admits defeat. I'll kill or behead you as you see fit."
Cheng Ling nodded and said: "Yes, the killers in Songfengguan are all hard-core, but under Cheng, I wonder how long you can last?"
"What do you want to do?"
"It's very simple. As long as you answer a few questions for me, maybe I will let you go!"
"Hmph! Don't ask me, I don't know anything!"
"Really? Then let me see how hard your bones are." After saying that, he hit Gao Mingyu with several layers of restraints again.
Soon, Gao Mingyu's body began to tremble slightly, but he still endured it and was unwilling to say a word.
Cheng Ling, the old man, didn't seem to care at all.
After drinking tea, Gao Mingyu's face began to twist, and sweat rolled down his naked upper body. After a quarter of an hour, he could no longer hold on and wailed: "Stop! I'll tell you whatever you want to know!"
"Hehe~, finally I can't bear it anymore, open your mind first!"
Gao Mingyu was helpless. This restraint technique was like tens of millions of ants biting his body. Even his soul felt gradually diminishing. If he persisted, he might be devoured and turn into an idiot. He could only follow his words, Open your mind.
Cheng Ling made a few handprints again, exerted force with his index finger, and spit out the poison sac hidden in his mouth. Then he stretched out his finger a little, and Gao Mingyu suddenly collapsed on the bed like a deflated ball, gasping for air.
After a moment of pause, Cheng Ling said: "This feeling is unpleasant! Let me tell you, now I have planted a restriction in your soul. This kind of restriction is very mysterious and will not occur normally, but as long as I have a thought, then The heart-gnawing pain of thousands of ants will come again."
"And don't try to trick me with lies. Once you lie, your mood will definitely fluctuate, and I can feel it. Don't blame me for not giving you a chance!"
Gao Mingyu shuddered and said helplessly: "Your Excellency is so clever, I admire you. Tell me, what do you want to know?"
"Where is the mountain gate of Songfeng Temple?"
"I really don't know this. It can be said that most of the disciples of Songfeng Temple don't know that our inheritance of skills is handed over by the superiors and then practiced on their own."
Cheng Ling stared into his eyes tightly, as if he was not lying. He was secretly surprised that Songfeng Temple was so mysterious that even his own disciples didn't know where the gate was.
He continued to ask: "What is the relationship between Songfengguan and Wuying Tower?"
"Wuying Tower is actually equivalent to a branch of Songfeng Temple. It is dedicated to the unique heavenly way of Demon Spirit Continent. Every ten years, a group of Songfeng Temple disciples will go there to practice. Over time, they have become a force. "
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